Books are records of history, and although they do not always represent facts, the truth about the past is not very important to people living in the present.

My brain is like a portable hard drive that can store everything I want to remember, which makes me look at books with half the effort. I don't know if that's all my mental power, but it's been a huge help for me now.

Hungry and thirsty, forgetting to sleep and eat. This kind of state will only appear when you don't know if there is a next chance, people are often like this, because they don't know how to cherish because they have it, which is a waste in itself. I don't know how long I've been reading here, but the spiritual power in the middle senses that the third brother has come, and may see that I am too involved and didn't bother me.

Retracting his mind, he got up and stretched his body, which was slightly stiff from holding one movement for a long time. It was already dark, and the huge night pearls in the library began to play their due role, and the pavilion was bright. Looking up at the window, I saw a full moon, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on my face through the window, feeling the cold warmth, and a sadness welled up in my heart.

"Mom, how are you doing?"

Greetings that will not receive a reply look so pale. A wave of hunger hits, it's time to go back and replenish your energy, before the foundation is built, I am an ordinary person now, but I can't go without meals for a few days like the third brother. Just as I was about to leave, a light caught my eye.

This light emanated from an ancient book, and the moonlight sprinkled on it was reflected in a different light, not very strong, but very sacred, yes, white and flawless, I think I can only use that word to describe it. Apparently it succeeded in piquing my curiosity. I turned around and walked towards it, and I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: the Library Pavilion has a history in the empire, and I don't know how many people have been able to enter and exit here throughout the ages, so they haven't noticed this phenomenon?

The heart is very conflicted, but the body is very honest. Curiosity can kill not only cats, but sometimes people, and it is a question of whether to read or not to read the book with trepidation. After thinking about it, for the sake of safety, I decided to test it with my spiritual power first. Carefully release the spiritual power, slowly wrapping the mysterious ancient book, but no matter how I strengthen the spiritual power, I have never been able to break through the surface of the ancient book, as if an invisible force is rejecting my spirit, if the Xuanqi enchantment outside the library is like a piece of silk, then this book is like a mirror, it is simply inaccessible.

If it were someone else, I would definitely feel that I had come here, so I just didn't do it and just opened it and watched it, but I'm not someone else, I'm very cowardly... I decided to leave this land of right and wrong, I was curious, but I had tried the safest way, and since I didn't succeed, there was no need to take any more risks.

Slowly retracted his spiritual power, got up and prepared to leave, but at this time, something strange happened. That book floated in front of me by itself, isn't this bullying? Just now I wanted to see that you didn't let me read it, but now that I don't read it, you won't let me go, it's more willful, right, I won't read it!

Ignoring the existence of the ancient book, I continued to walk towards the attic door, but the book became like a satellite of me, constantly rotating around my body. When things go wrong, there must be demons, and as soon as my eyes are closed, I simply come out of sight. Unleash your spiritual power, search for the location of the door, and move forward again.

Just after I unleashed my spiritual power, something even more miraculous happened. I found that I couldn't get out, no matter how hard I tried, the distance between me and the door never changed, could this be the legendary ghost?

The ancient book spun in front of me again, and it seemed that I could not escape this catastrophe. It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. This is the experience summed up by the predecessors, I was ruthless, gritted my teeth and closed my eyes and opened the ancient book in front of me. Actually, I've thought about it, and it shouldn't be a big deal to be able to store it in this library, and as for why it hasn't been discovered, I think there must be some reason for it.

And I understood this reason the moment I opened the book, which had not a word on it, and there was only one page in it. A name flashed in my mind in an instant, could it be that the bloody plot in the previous TV series really appeared in front of me? I tried to recall the method of reading the wordless book in the TV series - dripping blood.

I'm a doer, so I act as soon as I think about it, carefully cutting my finger so that a drop of blood drops on the surface of the book. The imaginary scene did not appear, only to see the ancient book tilt his body, and the first drop of blood I shed in this world was mercilessly thrown to the ground.

Looking at the white surface of the book, and then looking at the drop of blood on the ground, I felt that my IQ was being ridiculed by a book. It seems that the plot of dog blood is really unreliable, and I have to try something else.

The first thing that comes to mind is Xuanqi, after all, this book is a product of this plane, and the most appropriate thing for it is Xuanqi. In the past three years, I have even made great progress in weight, but this Xuan Qi has not made any progress. It's better than nothing, after all, it's still a little bit, so let's try it first.

Run the Xuan Qi and pour it into the ancient books with the degree of gentleness that I think. As soon as the Xuan Qi was injected into the body of the book, it bounced out, and if this ancient book just now was a mockery, then the emotion he gave me at this moment was anger, as if I had defiled its body. Before I could think about it, the rebounding power was already coming at my face.

I know the power of my own mystical power, so I won't be hurt much, but the pain of flesh and skin will be inevitable. Just when I was ready to meet this result, a little light came out of the book to dissolve the mysterious power in front of me, and that light felt so familiar to me, it was the power of the spirit.

I see, I began to mobilize the spiritual power in my body to inject into the ancient book, this time there was no obstruction, but my spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea. The feedback from the spiritual power shows that the ancient books are obviously absorbing them, but why is there no response? It seems that the amount injected is not enough. I don't do it anymore, I don't care anymore, I release the power of the spirit with all my might, who would have thought that this would be a long process.

There was silence in the library, and a child with his eyes closed and an ancient book hovering in front of him. At the moment, my mood can no longer be calm, this damn book is like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing my spiritual power. That's right, it's not that I'm actively releasing it now, it's that I'm forcibly absorbing it.

In front of it, I was like a whale sucking on a blue whale that was feeding, and no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't get rid of it. There is not much spiritual power left in my body, and if I continue like this, I may become an idiot without spiritual power, what should I do!(Every normal person has more or less spiritual power, and people without spiritual power will become delirious fools)

I have considered many methods, but none of them are feasible, and now people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, and everything seems to be left to fate. Consciousness began to drain, eyes were blurred, and it seemed that the end was doomed. Just when I felt hopeless, a white light flashed in front of me, and I disappeared from the library.

At the moment when I disappeared, the figure of the old man in purple appeared in the library pavilion. Looking at the calm library pavilion, he couldn't help frowning.

"That energy just now is so amazing, with my perception, it shouldn't be the fluctuation of Xuanli, is it the power of mind...... The stakes are so high that it is necessary to tell Your Majesty"

The old man in purple was disturbed by the last white light, and as soon as his figure arrived at Xuanli, it had already enveloped the entire library pavilion, but in this huge attic, there was nothing but books now, and the ancient book and me, who had long been unconscious, had long been gone. After some investigation, there was nothing unusual, the old man in purple decided to inform the ice man of tonight's incident, but he seemed to have long forgotten that I, the fourth prince, had never gone out, and if I knew about it, I would feel sad about my status again.