The next day, early in the morning, silently in the underground palace of the sword fence.

In the square, in front of the huge bronze door, Dominic bent over his waist and slowly pushed the heavy bronze door open. In the deep darkness, a cloudy wind swept in the dust.

"Follow me. ”

He glanced at the young man behind him: "I'll take you to the big library." ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded, followed closely behind, and walked into the darkness behind the door.

Behind him, the heavy bronze door slammed shut. In the darkness, he could only faintly see the figure in front of him by the dim glow of the wind lamp in his hand.

In the surging darkness, a gust of wind blew and blew out the flames in the wind lamp through the glass. Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and his footsteps stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Dominic turned his head, his eyes seemed to be burning with ghost fire, faintly shining, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's back of his heart. Seeing his face, Dominic laughed softly: "Don't be afraid, as long as you don't turn on the lights on this part of the road, there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

“......”

The corners of Ye Qingxuan's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say, so he hurriedly followed, for fear of getting lost here.

In the dark, there was silence, but Ye Qingxuan always felt that someone was following behind him. There was a faint sound in the wind as if someone was laughing, but if you could distinguish the words carefully, you couldn't hear them clearly.

The unseen things surrounded him, as if looking at his face and naked body, and some of them opened their mouths eager to swallow the sweet flesh in their mouths.

But on Ye Qingxuan's wrist, the small earth bell made a small soft sound, making them dare not approach.

Eventually, the darkness had finally passed, and the light of torches lit up in the long corridor. The flickering light re-illuminated his body, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In that long darkness, he almost felt like his body was going to dissolve.

"It's here. ”

At the end of the corridor, Dominic stretched out his hand and opened the heavy iron door for Ye Qingxuan.

The pivot of the iron gate rubbed and made a sharp sound. Shrill voices echoed in the darkness, like overlapping and faint laughter.

Behind the iron gates, the empty hall was lit with a warm light.

It seems to be maintained by people all year round, the glazed tiles on the floor are wiped to make people shine, and the crystal lamps on the ceiling are spotless.

There is no stale smell of the library, no dust is visible, everything is maintained and kept immaculately and in order.

Behind the reading lounge area made up of three rows of long tables, layers of old bookshelves are lined with dense books.

Some of them have only been printed in recent years, and the process is novel, and the smell of the ink has the fragrance of roses. Some look like relics from the Dark Ages, and the papyrus is wrapped in sheepskin and exudes a faint smell of blood.

"The Great Library of the Royal Academy of Music is the largest library in the entire Kingdom of Anglo. At the beginning of its establishment, it was to preserve the fire of civilization under the attack of natural disasters.

The library holds a number of confidential materials, correspondence, and minutes of meetings. In addition to the precious musicians' scores and secret books, there are also some hidden secrets that are in charge of collecting them......

Everything in this is kept secret, so if you accidentally see something, please keep your mouth shut. I don't need to say anything about such a thing, do I?"

"No, no. Ye Qingxuan shook his head vigorously, always feeling that if he slowed down a little, he would be killed by this old man.

"Good. ”

Dominic nodded: "In addition to you, there are some small things that are raised inside, if you accidentally see it, don't be uncommon."

The bell on your wrist is only valid for one day, and if it doesn't come out before 12 o'clock, it will be disposed of as an intruder. Understood?"

"Understood, understood. ”

"There are five floors here, and you have permission to walk below the musician level. If you make a mistake, you'll be disposed of by those little things, understand?"

"Uh, understood. ”

Ye Qingxuan began to wonder if that little thing was a small thing.

"Don't damage books, and don't try to steal. Those little things are all 'people' who miss the old and like to worry about it. If you provoke them, ...... You know. ”

"I understand. Ye Qingxuan sighed: "It's been disposed of, right?"

"The child can be taught. ”

Dominic nodded, signaling that he could go in.

"One last question. ”

Ye Qingxuan asked curiously: "There is not even a sign here, what if I accidentally go wrong?"

"How easy it is. ”

Dominic smiled, "When you hear footsteps behind you, you should turn back." ”

His figure disappeared into the darkness.

“......”

The iron door slammed shut, and in the silent library, only Ye Qingxuan was left alone. But the feeling of being watched by something did not disappear, but became more and more intense.

He sat in a chair in the reading area and looked around, it was empty.

But when he closed his eyes, he always felt that he was actually full of people.

Those who clearly do not exist are scholars who observe etiquette. They flipped through the books in the silent library, silent, even the sound of their fingers turning the pages so slight.

When they gaze at each other, their gaze is deep and powerful, like a black vortex. In the end, their eyes fell on the teenager who did not belong here, and did not look away.

On their faces, the face is blank!

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes suddenly, and the fantasy in his mind dissipated, as if it had never existed.

He shook his head, no longer scaring himself.

"Okay, let's find out where the school's teaching records are. ”

According to what Charles had said to himself before, there should be no information on the first layer that he couldn't let know.

Sure enough, the bookshelves I passed by were full of hydrographies and reports and records from all over the years, as well as some boring ledgers.

Occasionally, you can see biographies and travelogues, as well as some historical records from other countries.

But none of these things are of much value to Ye Qingxuan.

He crossed the records section and moved on, the next one filled with the currency exchange rates in circulation and the bulk futures delivery records from various countries over the years.

This is an accountant's paradise, but it is also useless for Ye Qingxuan. He was also not interested in the trade war between the Dongtianzhu Company and Yunlou. Although I understand that the amount of money involved in this is incredible, I will definitely be able to gain something by studying one or two, and maybe I will be able to seize the future market trend and make a big profit, but it has nothing to do with Ye Qingxuan's purpose at all.

The next division is finally the musicians' division, and people are dizzying to see all kinds of tome research materials. Ye Qingxuan squatted under the bookshelf, staring at the entire row of musical scores that recorded the basic runes of various schools and drooling, and finally said goodbye to them heartbrokenly, and continued to look for the archives he wanted.

It wasn't until finally he finally found Avalon's territorial division in the far corner of the first layer.

"But it's big enough here......"

Ye Qingxuan looked around at the dozens of bookshelves around him, and those bookshelves that were two of his own height were filled with all kinds of manuscripts. Most of them even have a string of numbers and numbers, and they don't even have a title.

Trying to find something in it without a catalog index is a complete needle in a haystack.

"Book management is a science. ”

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan finally deeply understood the meaning of the priest's words.

He sat on the ground and looked up at the bookshelves that were more than three meters long and connected to the ceiling, and suddenly a feeling of powerlessness flooded through his heart.

"If you look for a needle in the sea, you will find a needle in the bottom of the sea. ”

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the file closest to him, and opened it, only to find that it was an intelligence record of a criminal organization in Lower Avalon.

"Shaman: Whereabouts Investigation Report?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, turned two more pages, and saw the faded text on it: "...... According to the investigation, the shaman had secretly left Avalon five days ago, and the relevant traces are difficult to investigate. Suspected to be related to the smuggling fleet......"

The above time of this paragraph is six years ago, and there are a few sticky notes interspersed with it, which are the results of the follow-up investigation. It's a pity that the contents are 'whereabouts unknown', 'never appeared', and finally 'missing'.

The ten legendary 'shamans' of Avalon, the king of the lower city, are in the net laid by the royal musicians...... Mysteriously gone?

It's a pity that the follow-up investigation results are gone here, which makes Ye Qingxuan, who is fascinated, cry out for his father. This record is exhaustive from the appearance of the shaman to the disappearance of the shaman. From the beginning, the nobody of the Lower City became the ruler of the entire Lower City in just a few months.

Among the gangs in the lower city were first the Caucasian Bear Paw Society, then the Tianzhu Alliance, and then the Corsican Family Party...... One by one, the criminal organizations of the lower city pledged their allegiance to the mysterious man, and respectfully offered one-fifth of their monthly income in the hope that the shaman would grant them a license.

In addition, the recorder also made assumptions based on the evidence, re-enacted the content and transactions negotiated between the shaman and various gangs, and included many rumors. The various descriptions are very picturesque, and people can't stop watching.

As a result, when it comes to the most critical place, the shaman fights the nobles who are secretly involved in the smuggling business...... Suddenly, there was no one underneath. It ends with a missing sentence, which is simply disappointing.

"Has the author gone to be a eunuch? Why is there no one below?"

Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice, put the file back, and pulled out a new one from the same row, this time it was ......

"Flesh Butcher: An Analysis of the Massacre at the White Chrysanthemum Hotel?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then pulled out another book: "Soul Devouring Shadow Processing Report?"

This was followed by "Ghost Hands: Criminal Record" and "Ghost Carriage: Route Analysis and Collation...... Eventually, he understood what the entire bookshelf was about.

Hey, hey, couldn't this be all the investigation files of the top 10 legends of Avalon?