Outside the door was an empty corridor, the two little ones were still working the third floor, and there was no one on the first floor at this time.

Chen An walked towards the door, habitually groping around his waist and chest, making sure that he was well prepared for this operation, and planned a route to return quickly. Walking like this, a strange feeling suddenly hit his heart, his room was only a dozen steps away from the gate of the Jing Pavilion, and he had walked for so long with his light skills.

Looking up, there is a long corridor in front of you, and there is no end in sight, and when you look back, there is still a long corridor behind you, and there is no end in sight.

Chen An suddenly stopped in place, two dangerous fierce flashes flickered in his eyes, and his tone was cold and cold, and he spit out two words: "Xiaoxiao." ”

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On the third floor, Ji Hong closed the book containing the "Purple Cloud Immortal Gong", and after these days of forced memory, he was finally able to memorize all this exercise word for word, but there were still some obscurities in it that made him quite worried. You can't open your mouth to ask Gao Gong, you are stealing learning, how can you tell it. But if you don't have the true intention, in case the practice goes wrong, it's not a joke. But you can't stop practicing, the magic is already in hand, how can you back down.

Ji Hong's gaze shifted, and fell on the light stick in his hand, his eyes couldn't help but be hot, this is the East China Sea purple rue crystal, with the ability of night light, as well as the ability to concentrate and nourish the heart, it is a rare treasure, and it is also the only relic left by his mother.

The scenes of the past flashed in his heart again, the heartless words of his father, the gloating of his younger brothers, and the compassionate eyes of the ministers of civil and military affairs, all of which converged into eight big characters, "degraded to a concubine, stripped of the emperor's surname", these eight words are like eight sharp swords, piercing his sincere heart with thousands of holes.

He Ji Hong is the son of King Xuan, who was circulated in the market, was expelled from the royal city by King Xuan, and was demoted to a commoner.

After all, the tears still fell, he was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old half-old child, and no matter how tenacious his heart was, it was difficult to hold himself in this no-man's night.

This tear has been shining for the past years and burying the past, Ji Hong gritted his teeth and secretly swore an oath: "Mother, you can rest assured under Jiuquan, my son is not allowed to be the king of Xuan, and if he does not rely on the help of divine soldiers, he can live very well, and he can live better than anyone else." ”

Ji Hong pursed his lips, a touch of perseverance was outlined on his face, he looked up at the entire bookshelves on the third floor, and finally decided not to ask for help, first find the answer from these scriptures, it is really not possible, and then think of another way, in short, no matter what, he must reach the peak of martial arts and prove himself to everyone.

He gathered his mood for a moment before he stood up and walked over to the other bookshelves.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow disappearing around the corner of the stairs. "Who", he just wanted to ask, but he stopped stiffly, he himself is a thief, isn't this shouting directly exposed, really responding to the thief's shouting to catch the thief.

Three steps and two steps, when I reached the top of the stairs, I looked down, and saw that there was nothing there.

Ji Hong suspected that he was wrong, but he still had the upper hand with caution, if he was really seen. The actions of the old Taoist priest can't deceive Chen An's old fritters, but it is more than enough to bluff Ji Hong, a half-grown child, so Ji Hong has always been weak in his heart, stealing martial arts, which is a felony with three knives and six holes in the rivers and lakes, and he also loses his character.

The entire Jing Pavilion waited for three people by itself, and the one just now was either Chen An or Pei Ming.

Ji Hong is the prince of King Xuan in the end, he has his own calm, he made up his mind, and decided to find out the person first, as for whether he found out whether he found out, or even came to steal books, and then he will improvise and deal with it.

Cautiously walked down to the second floor, which was also quiet. The bedrooms of the three of them are all on the first floor, and it is normal that there is no one on the second floor. Treat others to himself, and that person is in such a hurry that he must return to his own place, after all, the place where he lives in the hearts of ordinary people is the safest place.

Ji Hong was about to go straight down the stairs when suddenly, the white shadow reappeared, flashed in front of Ji Hong's eyes, and disappeared into a library at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

The layout of the entire building is not transparent, but is divided into many compartments, and in addition to the hall on the first floor, there are many library rooms on the second and third floors. The third floor treasures the martial arts classics of the Lingshu Temple, as well as the anecdotal secret records on the rivers and lakes; and the second floor is mostly the scriptures and Taoist scriptures and the scriptures and meanings of the Lingshu Guan sages, and even the words of Confucianism, Buddhism and Mofa and other hundred schools of thought and the corresponding righteousness are also included, so the second floor is much larger than the third floor, there are more than 30 library rooms.

Therefore, when the three of them were appointed to come here, in addition to the different thoughts of the master Li Yingying, this scripture pavilion really needs to be taken care of on a daily basis.

Ji Hong still didn't see clearly whether that person was Chen An or Pei Ming, but he also retracted his steps towards the first floor and turned to the library.

The moonlight outside the window has disappeared at some point, and the air dead wind lamp hanging outside the building sways with the wind, and the dim light penetrates from time to time, making the whole corridor flickering and dark, inexplicably weird. Ji Hong's back was cold, and he always felt that something was wrong, so he had the heart to go back first and check it out tomorrow. But in a blink of an eye, I thought that this is the Lingshu Temple, the Dojo of the Big Dipper Star King, which kind of demons and monsters can easily mess up, and I don't know what will happen tomorrow, this Lingshu Temple is his only hope, if he is really found to be accused, the consequences are unimaginable, so he settled down and continued to walk there with courage.

The wooden door in front of him was half-closed, and the door shaft creaked with the wind, looking through the crack in the door, it was dark inside, a little gloomy, a little evil, and countless bizarre scenes were formed in Ji Hong's brain. His scalp tingled, and he pushed open the wooden door with trembling hands.

"Squeak", the wooden door slowly opened inward, revealing a pitch-black scene, the portal of the black hole was like the giant mouth of a monster, as if it was about to choose someone to devour.

Swallowing his saliva, Ji Hong stepped in, but at this moment, a flower appeared in front of him, and a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him, with loose hair, a miserable green face, and the whites of his eyes rolled, staring at him directly.

"Ah......" A terrible scream came from Ji Hong's throat, and it seemed to echo with an accent.

Ji Hong was stunned, stopped shouting, looked to the opposite side, and found that the "ghost" on the opposite side was also screaming, as if he was also startled.

"You, why are you?" Now Ji Hong finally saw clearly, the "ghost" was actually Pei Ming.

Pei Ming also saw Ji Hong on the other side at the same time, closed his mouth, and gasped in shock: "I still want to ask you? ”

Ji Hong sneered on his face, he was born as a dignified prince, and he screamed like a woman just now, which was simply embarrassing. At this time, he also found that he was still holding the purple rue crystal in his hand, and Pei Ming's face was miserable green, and his eyes were white, he was really scared of himself.

But in order to cover up the gaffe just now, Ji Hong still complained: "What are you doing here without sleeping in the middle of the night?" You still wear your hair and wear white, trying to scare me." ”

"Didn't I hear that it was about to rain, and the windows on the second floor were not closed, and they came up to close the windows, and besides, who still wore a crown when they slept, of course they wore their hair. Pei Ming was born in the market, and he always cringed a little in the face of Ji Hong, so he explained honestly first, and then looked at Ji Hong strangely and said: "You are strange, you are dressed so neatly, you don't sleep, what are you going to run?"

Ji Hong was taken aback, he didn't want to show such a horse's feet, but fortunately, his brain turned quickly, and he said, "I...... Of course, I'm here to close the windows, but it's windy at night, don't get dressed, what should I do if I catch a cold, look at you, frizzy, don't hurry back to sleep, leave it to me here. In fact, Pei Ming is one or two years older than Ji Hong, but he teaches people to have a convincing bearing.

Pei Ming was a newcomer, his status was low, and he was used to Ji Hong's assignment on weekdays, so he didn't doubt that he was there, so he left with an "oh".

Watching Pei Ming leave, Ji Hong shook his head and blushed for his timidity. After settling down, I closed the three windows of this library one by one according to the previous words.

But just as he closed the last window, the door slammed shut at the same time, and Ji Hong looked back at the room that had been cut off from the light source and fell back into darkness in surprise, and wondered: "Is it the wind?"

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Out of the library, Pei Ming's face suddenly became gloomy, so dangerous, he was almost discovered.

In the past few days, he peeked at various martial arts classics on the third floor, and found that the internal martial arts routines were quite profound, and the Taoist classics involved in each martial arts were enough for him to study for a lifetime, and they were not at all something that he, a little white who knew nothing, could understand. In the face of a bunch of heavenly books-like things, not to mention going mad, he couldn't get out of his way even if he wanted to forcibly cultivate.

But fortunately, there is no endless road, so that he found a rough and shallow exercise method based on boiling strength in the many outer door cheats collected by the Lingshu Temple, and there are pictures to explain the luck method, which is really the most suitable for him.

It's just that a new problem has arisen, how should he cultivate.

During the day, people come and go, and it is difficult to ensure that they will not be discovered. At night, the three-person bedroom is nearby, and it is difficult to explain if there is any movement, so I can only find such a secluded place and practice at night, but who would have thought that I was almost discovered by Ji Hong.

Pei Ming felt sad in his heart, could it be that he really had no relationship with martial arts?

No, there must be a way, if you don't practice martial arts, how can you avenge your father, how can you let your mother live a good life. Originally, I could only be like other craftsmen, my life was muddy, and there was no hope of revenge for life, but now such a good opportunity is in front of me, if it is wasted, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life.

He clenched his fists, his eyes were resolute, and he secretly made up his mind that he would go to the back mountain tomorrow night to practice, and he would not believe it, and they would still be able to run to the back mountain to "meet" him; as for now, it is better to go back and sleep, otherwise he will work tomorrow, and his spirit will be poor, and he will be easily criticized by others.

He jumped down the stairs and walked towards the first-floor bedroom, just walking and walking, suddenly feeling something strange.

Looking at the stairs in front of him that were still extending down, Pei Ming scratched his head and thought uncertainly, I seem to have gone down one floor just now, isn't it the first floor on the second floor?

In confusion, he looked up and saw the corners of the stairs stacked on top of each other, seemingly endless, I don't know how many floors there were.

Pei Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, "This ......"