Entering the palace, Zhou Kai was stunned.

Inside this palace, there is actually a huge armory, at a glance, hundreds of weapon racks are neatly arranged, and on each weapon rack, there are hundreds of weapons, which are weapons thousands of years ago, and they are different from later evolution.

This...... I don't think there will be any mirrors, right?

After walking around, all he saw were weapons, Zhou Kai was a little speechless, he really made a mistake.

But it's okay, the Demon Soul Transformation Array has been destroyed, so it's a big deal to choose another one.

Without hesitation, he turned around and walked out, meeting the general guarding the gate again.

Zhou Kai patted it on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Just take a look at it, I won't touch any of the things inside, thank you." ”

After speaking, Zhou Kai was about to turn around and leave, and as soon as his steps moved, Zhou Kai turned around again, looked at the general, and continued: "But speaking of which, you are also a magical existence, it's a pity to stay here to look at the inventory, I don't know if you are interested in going out with me, making contributions, and creating brilliance?" ”

General: "......"

"Okay, I don't force it, but my name is Zhou Kai, I live in Anyang, one day you can't get along, you can go to me, report my name, and you can get a good reception." Zhou Kai didn't entangle, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left, and soon disappeared from the passage.

After Zhou Kai was far away, a wisp of white smoke suddenly floated out of the original general's armor, and after it landed, it turned into a white mouse the size of a cat.

The white rat man stood up, looked at the direction where Zhou Kai was going, and muttered to himself: "What a terrible human monk, it actually makes me feel irresistible fear." But what does he mean? Is this a solicitation of me? Recruiting alien subordinates, is it possible that in the current world, human monks and aliens get along so harmoniously? ”

Not to mention here, Zhou Kai quickly returned to the Broken Formation Space, and then walked directly into a passage next door.

Along the way, it was almost the same as before, and after a few hundred meters, an underground space appeared, and then, it was a different view.

It's not a flame, it's a glowing stone, and the space is like the day, and there is even a feeling of warmth.

The space layout is a small bridge and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, linking a larger two-story ancient building, antique and amazing.

At a glance, Zhou Kai did not find the existence of an anomaly.

Puzzled in his heart, Zhou Kai's footsteps did not stop, he walked directly to the ancient building, pushed the door, opened it easily, and then countless bookshelves came into view.

It's a huge shelf, and on the shelf are scrolls of bamboo books.

Look left and right, still quiet.

Zhou Kai pondered, this should be the Library Pavilion.

This emperor is Shu Tan, who enjoyed endless glory and wealth during his lifetime, and controlled the power of life and death in the world. After death, you can live in such a large tomb palace.

Think about the fact that after the death of modern people, there is only a small box, and the difference is really too great.

Sighing, Zhou Kai turned around and was about to leave.

The library is naturally a collection of books, and there will be nothing to look for by yourself.

But as soon as he turned around, Zhou Kai was stunned.

I don't know when a woman appeared behind him.

The woman was not very old, and she looked like she was in her early twenties. Dressed in a long white dress, she set off her graceful figure, with long black hair hanging down to her waist. The face is not very beautiful, but it is very delicate and temperamental, and at a glance Zhou Kai has the idea that this is a woman who has read books.

The woman looked at Zhou Kai, her hands staggered in front of her abdomen, elegant and quiet.

Zhou Kai smiled and bowed: "Hello Miss, please forgive me for taking the liberty of disturbing." ”

The woman pursed her lips and bowed her head: "Sir is polite, no one has come here for thousands of years, and it is also fate that Mr. can appear." ”

Zhou Kai was stunned.

Because the woman speaks Mandarin, it sounds like she is more square than herself, and it is very standard.

"Sir, don't be surprised, the slave simulates your words according to the tone of the sir, so that it can also be convenient for the sir to communicate with the slave." The woman explained with a smile, as if she could see through Zhou Kai's thoughts.

Zhou Kai was stunned, and then looked at the woman and was more and more amazed.

What kind of existence is this, you can see it, but you can't feel it, even if you stand in front of you, it's like a kind of nothingness.

"Sir, the slave is the spirit of the book." The woman continued.

Zhou Kai's eyes widened: "Can you hear what is in my heart?" ”

The woman smiled: "The word is the shape of the avenue, and the slave is the spirit of the font." As long as what is in the husband's mind is what words can express, I can hear it. ”

"Waterfack!" Zhou Kai burst out of English in his heart.

Woman: "......"

"What language is this?" The woman seemed a little confused and asked.

Zhou Kai smiled: "This is English, the language of other countries. ”

The woman shook her head: "This kind of language has no spirituality. ”

Zhou Kai said with a smile: "That is, how can there be any words, better than our Chinese characters, every word is a hundred meanings, and every word is beautiful." In the so-called foreign language, spirituality is only embodied in swearing. ”

The woman didn't speak, just looked at Zhou Kai.

Zhou Kai reacted and hurriedly said: "I didn't scold you just now, or expressed my amazement at the existence of Miss, well, speaking of which, is there any other existence here besides Miss?" ”

The woman shook her head: "I have existed here for more than a thousand years, and I have not seen a second person except for Mr. ”

Zhou Kai said: "Then what is the point of your existence here?" ”

The woman looked at the dense bookshelves in the palace and said, "Guard the books." ”

It's a librarian!

Zhou Kai was stunned.

However, the existence of the book spirit seems to be extremely rare, and it is a spirit that can only be born from books that truly contain the true meaning of calligraphy.

In other words, the books here are all genuine works written by the sages in history.

Zhou Kai was a little warm.

If you can pack these books and take them away with the book spirit, it would be great, I also have a collection of books in my big villa, and there are also copies of the Xuanhuang Academy, which is a huge number of books, if someone helps me manage and organize it, it will be too convenient.

"Do you have a lot of books?"

At this time, the woman suddenly spoke and looked at Zhou Kai in surprise.

Zhou Kai reacted, this woman could hear her own heart.

Since he couldn't hide it, Zhou Kai said calmly: "Yes, I have a lot of books, but they are a little different from yours here, but I dare to guarantee that the number of books I have and the knowledge recorded are incomparable here." ”

After speaking, Zhou Kai looked confident.

There is no refutation, no matter how awesome the sages are, there are also the limitations of the times, and the spiritual works are not said, but in other aspects, there is no modern perfection.

"I see, the slave can go with you, but the slave has a request." The woman said.

Zhou Kai said: "You say." ”

The woman said, "Mr. Slave needs to fill in the missing part of the Ancestral Collection for me. ”

Zhou Kai smiled: "What is this, how many copies do you want?" ”

The woman said: "The slave wants a rare book." ”

Zhou Kai was stunned: "What rare book?" ”

The woman smiled: "The first saint wrote it by hand." ”

The corners of Zhou Kai's mouth twitched.

God's special writings by the first saints, these years, I'm afraid I can't find a single one!

Well, that's not right, the previous ones are gone, you can write them by hand.

Zhou Kai didn't believe that the bigwigs who could write books that influenced thousands of years of Chinese civilization thousands of years ago really died.

In the future, if the level is high, if you can see it, ask the ancestors for a few handwritten books, this is not a high demand.

"Cheng, I promised." Zhou Kai readily agreed.