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"Okay, okay, okay, I'll take you to find a book to read. Now the master is crazy, everyone else is gone, and I can't understand those scriptures, so I'll give them to you. After speaking, he beckoned, turned around and asked Wen Shen and the others to follow, and went to a small study by the side of the Dao Hall.

Wen Shen and Li Siguang looked at each other and smiled, and followed. In this process, Song Weiren didn't do anything, he didn't even worship the patriarch of Sanqing, his hands behind his back, his head held high, his eyes glanced at the beams and columns full of ancient meaning from time to time, and his body was full of pride and indifference.

Wen Shen and Li Siguang entered the small study, which was messy, with many books littered everywhere, and a thick layer of dust on the books, which showed that no one had been here for a long time.

Wen Shen glanced at it and knew that there was still a lot of books in this small study, and there were many common Taoist classics. However, as an expert in folklore studies in the province, Wen Shen is also extremely profound in the study of Taoism, and he has read, or at least read, some different versions of these books. So Wen Shen glanced at it and knew that there were no particularly precious books, so he planned to turn around.

Li Siguang squatted down, picked up a book on the ground with great interest, and flipped through a few pages, not afraid of the dust and dirt. Dealing with animals for a long time and cleaning up the feces of animals has made Li Siguang have no concept of the word "dirty".

Wen Shen saw it and said, "Lao Li, you are interested, take a look first, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Li Siguang kept looking for something in the stacks of books in his hand, and replied, "Well, well, okay, you go first." ”

After Wen Shen went out, Li Siguang began to look for books from the boxes and cabinets, but in fact, it didn't seem to be looking aimlessly. Although he is a student of biology, he seems to be very familiar with Taoism, and he has read eighty percent of the books in this room, so he is not very interested. He purposefully selected those old and tattered books, especially the ones full of annotations, and set them aside. Then he looked through them one by one, but he lost one by one, and none of them were what he wanted. In the end, I was very disappointed and walked out of the study.

Wen Shen was waiting for him outside, and when he walked out with nothing, he smiled and said, "Lao Li, it seems that there are no books that you are interested in." ”

Li Siguang patted his dusty hands and shrugged, "No." I originally wanted to find out if there was any record of their Taoist temple subduing zombies, but I couldn't find it. I think it's very useful to have that kind of information. Usually in Taoist temples, such important events should be recorded. This temple hasn't been touched in the ten years of turmoil, so why is there no such thing? ”

Wen Shen said: "That kind of old thing may indeed be difficult to keep, I'll ask the little master later." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Song Weiren say proudly, "What you are looking for, maybe it is there." He pointed to the beam and said.

Li Siguang turned his head to look at Song Weiren, Song Weiren didn't look at him, his eyes were fixed on the beam above the head of the Sanqing Patriarch, and he pointed his finger and didn't move.

Li Siguang took two steps sideways, took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a box wrapped in yellow cloth on the beam, and he didn't know what was inside. Only then did he remember that usually the most precious things in Taoist temples are placed on hanging beams for easy collection. It seems that Song Weiren actually knows this. Thinking of this, Li Siguang added a little favor to Song Weiren.

Wen Shen asked the little Taoist: "Little master, what kind of treasure is there?" ”

The little Taoist priest looked up, "I don't know, since I entered the Taoist temple, that thing has been put there, I don't know what it is." If you want to see it, just climb up and see for yourself, there are stairs in the yard. He pointed out the door.

The little Taoist priest himself felt that he had a lot of money from Wen Shen in his hand, and he didn't read a single book, so he was very unhappy not to go, so he planned to let them take whatever they wanted.

Zhao Daliang hurriedly went to the courtyard outside to take the stairs in, carefully set up the beams, and was about to go up. was stopped by Li Siguang, "I'll come, I'll come, you don't understand this, I'm afraid that there are any taboos, I'll take it." ”

When Zhao Daliang heard this, he hurriedly stepped aside, thinking, "You old man is not an old man, and you still know what taboos you have, it seems that you are born from your heart." This old man looks a little similar to the old way, and his temperament is almost obscene. ”

He thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say it.

Li Siguang carefully climbed up and looked at it carefully. The beam was square, just enough to hold the box wrapped in yellow cloth. The outside of the box is fixed on the beam with a rope, and if you look closely, it has been some years, and the hemp rope is about to rot, but it has not been broken by the snake and rat ants.

Li Siguang lightly tried to untie the hemp rope, but after two moves, the hemp rope shattered, and the crumbs fell to the ground. It can be seen that these things have been placed here for a long time.

He went to get the yellow cloth box again, and with a strong hand, the yellow cloth broke and the wooden box inside was revealed.

The wooden box is very simple, the material is also very good, and there is a strange woody fragrance.

Li Siguang carefully took down the box, it felt hard to the touch, and there was no tattered feeling of hemp rope and yellow cloth.

Wen Shen said to the little Taoist: "Let's see what is here, if it is gold and silver, it will all belong to you, the little master, if it is something that the little master does not dare to be interested in, and it happens to be useful to us, please ask the little master to sell it to us, okay?" ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he nodded again and again, "As long as it's not money, I'll give it to you." ”

While they were talking, Li Siguang had already begun to study the wooden box, and Song Weiren also came over this time and stared at the wooden box. Zhao Daliang was also curious, and stretched out his head to see the famous hall in the wooden box.

The wooden box is about seven inches wide, one foot two inches long, and five inches high. It is not locked, and the lid on the top surface is flattened to close the box. Li Siguang carefully opened the lid, and as soon as the lid was opened, a foul smell rushed out of the box.

As soon as this smell came out, Song Weiren and Zhao Daliang were smoked aside.

Li Siguang did not retreat, but pinched his nose with one hand, and continued to pull the lid with the other hand. When the lid was completely opened, the contents of the box were all revealed.

Sure enough, there was an old book bound in thread. It is not accurate to say that it is a book. The book is written in ink on papyrus, more like a notebook or record, and on the cover there are four words written in traditional Chinese: "Serving the Corpse", which probably means the surrender of zombies.

When Li Siguang saw it, he was overjoyed and knew that he had found the right thing. But there seems to be more to the box than this straw note.

The notes are small and don't take up all the space inside the wooden box. Next to the note, there was also a swarthy dagger. The short sword is unsheathed, the whole body is made of ferrous metal, and the handle is also metal, which shows that it was not installed later, but was molded and built as a whole when it was forged. There is no ornamentation on the hilt, and it is very ordinary.

But the sword is still mottled, I don't know if it's bloodstains.

The most remarkable thing about the dagger is its edge. I don't know how many years have passed in the wooden box, but now it still seems to be cold and shining, and the sword aura is compelling. Connoisseurs can tell at a glance that it is a sharp blade that has been sharpened, and it is definitely a good thing.

Li Siguang let go of the hand that was pinching his nose, and the stench in the air was no longer so strong. What came out of the box just now was the foul air that had been held in the box for many years, and when I first opened the box, I rushed out of the box, and it naturally smelled rancid, but after all of it was released, the smell became much lighter.

Li Siguang didn't dare to touch the cursive notebook, for fear of breaking the paper, but he couldn't help but reach out and pick up the short sword. The faint smell came from the short sword.

At this time, Wen Shen also came over curiously, and Li Siguang raised his short sword at him, "This thing must be killed, but I don't know if it will kill the living or the dead." There's still blood on it. Smelling this smell for a long time, maybe it was the weapon used to deal with that thing in the first place. ”

Wen Shen thought deeply about this.

But Song Weiren on the side was full of disapproval. He felt that this was the statement of strange power, and that an ordinary short sword, at best, was a better combat weapon, and it didn't mean anything.

After Li Siguang and Wen Shen carefully examined the short sword, they didn't mean to look at the others, so Li Siguang put the short sword back into the wooden box.

As for the papyrus notebook, Li Siguang and Wen Shen didn't dare to move easily for the time being, for fear that the note would immediately turn into powder.

Li Siguang closed the wooden box again, and Wen Shen said to the stunned little Taoist: "We have some use for this cursive paper record and short sword, can we buy it?" ”

The little Taoist priest thought that the old straw notes that could be blown and broken and the iron sword that smelled of rancid smell were not good things, and they were just two pieces of garbage left, so it was better to be a good person and give them away.

"You don't have to buy it, you just take it." The little Taoist priest made a generous appearance.

Wen Shen looked at the wooden box and thought to himself, this papyrus note really has no meaning to this Taoist temple, but that short sword, I don't know what its origin, maybe it was some ancient miracle soldier, so I took it away empty-handed, and I was uneasy after all.

Wen Shen still insisted on taking out his wallet again, taking out ten hundred-yuan bills, and forcing them to the little Taoist, "Little master, that sword may be extraordinary, let's take it like this, I'm really embarrassed." I don't have any small bills, these are big coins, you can use them to exchange them for those small coins, don't lose them. ”

Wen Shen was kind and spoke in a warm manner, and the little Taoist priest listened to his words, and he was a little grateful, and he was not sure if the red paper money really worked, so he still had a thought in his heart, "Although this old man is good, he is quite hypocritical." Why bother trading your useless paper for my useless garbage? Forget it, seeing how old he is, listen to him for the time being. Try it another day and see if this red paper can be exchanged for money. ”

Thinking so, the little Taoist priest reluctantly took the money and said, "Okay, this box belongs to you, take it,"

Wen Shen and Li Siguang said that they were good, but they didn't move.

The little Taoist priest felt strange, "You have also burned incense and bought things, why don't you leave?" ”

Li Siguang smiled: "But the words haven't started yet!" ”

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