I looked at the faint red on my palm, "Where do you want to go?"

"Time gaps are everywhere," said Grandpa Beard, "as long as you can depict where you want to go on paper, this paint can take you to the nearest time hole through the time gap." ”

“... There are so many new terms..."

"Why are you so stupid...," Grandpa Beard sighed, "In short, there are many gates in the world, and the picture painted by this paint can be understood as a door, and the other side of the door is where you want to go." ”

"If I draw all the places I want to go, won't I be able to travel around the world at any time?"

"That's right," the groundhog stroked his white beard, "but the painted door is disposable, and will disappear when it is used up, and if you want to use it again, you have to redraw it." ”

“... You can't take these stones out, right? ”

"Have you finally come to the fore," said Grandpa Beard, "yes, neither the stones nor the paints they make will disappear as soon as they leave the gap in time, unless—" It stopped abruptly at this point.

"Unless?" I asked.

"Ahem, I don't want to tell you right now. ”

“... Are you here, kidding me?"

"Why are young people so unstable nowadays," it was unhappy at first, "Learning is a gradual process, and before you learn to walk, you want to fly." ”

"But you still haven't told me why you brought me here?"

"You're a ghostwriter. ”

"Well, yes. ”

"Do you think anyone can be a writer?"

"Surely those who can't see youkai can't. ”

"Wrong!" Grandpa Beard slapped me on the head, "It's just a very small reason!"

“... It hurts...", rubbing my head, "you're stupid..."

"Ghostwriter, you have to have that fountain pen first!"

I was stunned. Take out the pen from your pocket and never leave it.

"This pen is indeed a little different," I whispered, "and it automatically converts the text of monsters and humans... But..."

"What's the point, isn't that enough? Do you think anyone has this kind of pen? Only ghostwriters can have it! Not everyone can write a pen!"

"But this is what my mother left me," I said, "she, too..."

Grandpa Beard glanced at me, turned around and walked under a tree, "Oh, the fruit of this tree is still so sweet..."

"Don't change the topic so obviously, okay..."I reluctantly said, there is a problem here, Grandpa Beard must know something.

"Yeke," it called my name for the first time, "the most important thing about whether the story is good or not is not the result, but the experience of discovering new things in the process of telling the story." ”

"But I just want to know the outcome. ”

"Don't you want to know what other uses this pen has?" I felt a smug smile in Grandpa Beard's eyes.

“... Think. ”

"Then take a good look at it yourself, don't just know everything and ask. It said, "Let's go, we've been in the museum long enough, there are plenty of flowers and ores you can use, and you can explore them yourself when you need to." ”

"Huh, wait!" I said, "I still want to..."

"Smack!" I was hit in the head again, "I'm busy! I don't have time to spend time with you here!" "Grandpa Beard seemed to be really angry.

Alas... If I wasn't afraid of making it old-fashioned, I would have to look for the ingredients on the brewing recipe in the museum. Forget it, let's talk about it at the end...

Following the marmot brigade, I returned to White Space.

"This road is a museum just now, remember?" said Grandpa Beard, pointing to the smoothest-looking road, "We generally call it No. 1 Road." ”

"Well, remember. ”

"Then then," Grandpa Beard looked up and down, grinning his teeth, "let's go to the library, hehehe." With that, he walked towards the widest path.

"What's that expression on your face?" I tugged at it, "Library... There's nothing strange in there, right?"

"How many times have I said it, ask less, look more!" Grandpa Beard winked, and his apprentices quickly lifted me up.

That's right, I was carried into the library.

The white space disappeared in an instant, and the darkness full of oppression came from all directions, and the five fingers could not be seen.

"That," I whispered, "Grandpa Beard, are you still there?"

"Let him go. With the sound of "stabbing" matches, the warm yellow light unfolded from the flames in the palm of Grandpa Beard's hand, and everything in front of him slowly became clear.

The cold and narrow stone steps stretched downward, as if there was no end, the warm light flashed and flickered, and the bearded grandfather's face flickered and darkened.

"This is the entrance to the library," it said as it walked down, "the most hidden, the largest, the most comprehensive, the oldest library." How much wine is left?"

"There's quite a lot," I said, "just took a sip." ”

"That's good. "No one knows exactly how many books there are here, the only thing that is certain is that you can find almost everything you want." ”

"But like anything else in the gap in time, not only can't you take it out, but you have to have a pass. I shook the jug.

"Hmph, if only you could be so smart all the time. Grandpa Beard seemed to smile, and it burrowed through a very small door.

"I'm going to disappoint you," I followed it, "I'm stupid most of the time... This, oh my God..."

Behind the low door was a huge library that seemed to have been built in a cave, and unlike the dark silence outside, it was bustling inside. At this moment, I and Grandpa Beard are standing on a high platform, looking up at the bookshelves that seem to reach the sky and the ground, the dense collection of books is stacked on top of each other, there are partitions extending every few floors, and looking down are countless desks arranged in sequence, each table has a warm lamp, these lamps illuminate the bottom of the library like small lanterns, and also illuminate countless busy... Kangaroo.

"Are these kangaroos?" exclaimed, the first time I saw such a large number of kangaroos.

"They are library staff who are responsible for organizing and borrowing books. "If you want to be a regular visitor here, you have to have a good relationship with them." It pointed to one of the kangaroos pushing a cart, which was putting the books in the cart into a bag on his stomach.

"What is it doing?"

Grandpa Beard didn't speak, motioning for me to look for myself.

I saw the kangaroo unhurriedly put a cart of books into his pocket, God knows how big the pocket was, and when it was finished, it seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and looked up to find something on the shelf.

"It doesn't want to put those books back in place, does it?" I thought to myself, when I saw it take two steps back, and its sturdy hind legs slammed into a position at least thirty meters above the ground!

I was scared into a cold sweat, this is not a joke if it falls, and the bounce of this kangaroo is too exaggerated!

"Calm and calm," said Grandpa Beard, "library kangaroos have a bouncing power beyond human comprehension, and this is just a basic skill for them. ”

"Yo, Grandpa Beard, long time no see!" The kangaroo just now seemed to hear our conversation and greeted the marmots warmly, "Hello little ones!"

The marmots were also surprised, and waved their hands politely and neatly.

I couldn't say a word, because the kangaroo was standing thirty meters high, its fat body stepping on the narrow bookshelf divider, and the point was that it was holding the book out of its pocket with one hand, and waving it at us with the other, the delicate partition trembling as if it were about to break.

"Hold on, how dangerous!" I couldn't help but shout.

The kangaroo then noticed my presence, tilted its head, pointed at me and asked, "Is this your new disciple? ”

"Well, I guess it's my disciple. Grandpa Beard said, "The first time he came to the gap in time, it was inevitable that there would be some fuss, so don't care." ”

"Haha, it's okay," the kangaroo smiled heartily, "Hey, that kid, yes, what about you, are you worried that I'm going to fall?"

I nodded.

"Don't worry, no," it pointed proudly to its tail, "See, because of the special structure of our tail, it can't fall off anyway." ”

As soon as he said this, I noticed that, unlike a normal kangaroo, the library kangaroo's tail resembled a U-lock, and at this moment the tail was firmly fastened to the metal ring under the bookshelf.

"Oh! I see. I said with a sudden realization.

"More than that!" said the kangaroo, closing the bag on his belly, which had a zipper structure, "and I'll put on a show for you." As soon as I finished speaking, the kangaroo leaned backwards, and I instinctively closed my eyes.

A few seconds later, laughter reached my ears.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the kangaroos and groundhogs were laughing.

"Oh, why are you so timid!" said the kangaroo hanging upside down on the bookshelf, "laughing so hard that the books in my bag are about to fall out, didn't I tell you that my tail will keep me safe." ”

"But you can't just play like that!" I was scared enough.

"It's not just the tails that are different, but our backs are covered with barbed fluff that can easily be hung on this shelf, like this, or this. As it spoke, it happily arranged various shapes on the bookshelf, like a refrigerator magnet with a magnet...

“......”

"Okay Xiaowen, don't make fun of him," Grandpa Beard said, it seems that the library kangaroo is called Xiaowen, "I didn't bring him to visit, this kid's name is Ye Ke, and he is a ghostwriter." ”

"Oh, a ghostwriter?" Xiaowen quickly jumped in front of me from the bookshelf, it looked me up and down, left and right for a long time, changed its cheerful tone just now, and its eyes became serious, "It's still such a young human being, do you bring wine?"

"Uh-huh, bring it. I hurriedly brought out the wine.

Xiaowen took my wine jar, opened it and smelled it, and suddenly shouted, "Ah! It's Lushu's wine!"

Grandpa Beard smirked, "Otherwise, how dare I bring him, you will definitely throw him into the void." ”

"That's for sure," Xiaowen said, "Humans who don't know etiquette will naturally be thrown into the void to relieve their anger, but since it's Lushu's wine...", it clapped its hands, "Xiaoxi, is Xiaoxi there!"

"Lord Wen, I'm here!" replied a kangaroo below, and the voice was a girl, oh no, it was a female kangaroo.

Xiaowen pushed me, "Xiaoxi, this human being is the ghostwriter, he has the wine from Lushu, you can take him to apply for a one-year membership first," it said, "I remember it's a senior member." ”

"Okay, Lord Wen. The kangaroo named Xiaoxi replied briskly.

"So... Can we go take two sips first?" Xiaowen said to Grandpa Beard.

"That's what I think too, it's going to be a long time for this kid anyway. The army of marmots nodded their heads.

Xiaoxi jumped up to me, "Let's go, ghostwriter, I'll take you on a tour of the library in the gap in time." ”

"Hey, hey, you're just taking my wine?" I asked, "and what am I going to do?"

"Where do you think this is?" Xiaowen said a little unhappily, "This is the place where all knowledge is, as long as you have a little wine, it is already very cheap." ”

"That's right, Ye Ke," Grandpa Beard stroked his beard again, "here, there is the key to open the world. ”