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Raozhou Mansion.

At this moment, at the entrance of Egongtan Middle School in Changnan County, there is a used bookstall converted from a tricycle.

The books on this used bookstall are very miscellaneous, all kinds of romance novels, martial arts novels, Hetuluo books, extracurricular tutoring books for primary and secondary schools, and even a dilapidated "Three Hundred Tang Poems". These old books are damp and have a musty smell.

Li Shuchong was standing in front of the bookstall and flipping through it: "Qiu Chuji groaned slightly, and said: 'Brother Guo's child is called Guo Jing, and Second Brother Yang's child is called Yang Kang, regardless of gender, you can use this name. 'Guo Xiaotian said'Okay, the Taoist chief means that they should not forget the shame of Jingkang, and remember the humiliation of the second emperor's captivity. ’”

After a cursory flip of a few pages, Li Shuchong was determined to buy these books, and although it was convenient to read books on his phone, he still liked the feeling of holding a paper book.

"Boss, how much is this book?" Li Shu revered the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" in Yang's hand.

"Ten dollars a piece," replied the owner of the used book stall, "all the books are the same, ten dollars each." ”

Li Shuchong sighed, there are four copies of this triptych version of "Shooting the Condor", and the whole set of books is stacked together, a thick pile. I heard that the triptych version of "Shooting the Condor" is very expensive on the Internet, and the slightly better ones cost four or five hundred. Although the four copies of "Shooting the Condor" on the bookstall are a little worn out and have no collection value, they can still be read, and forty yuan should be a very affordable price. It's a pity that Li Shuchong only has more than 20 yuan on him.

Li Shuchong's home is in the town, and his parents have opened a grocery store in the town. Today is the weekend, the school is making up classes, and school ends a little earlier than usual on the weekend, Li Shuchong, who was about to go home, accidentally saw this bookstall and came to take a look, but he didn't expect to see his favorite book as soon as he came.

Li Shuchong likes to read Jin Yong's novels very much. On the surface, Jin Yong's novels seem to be full of swords and swords, but if you taste them carefully, it is not difficult to find that there will be more human feelings, more sense of historical vicissitudes, and more profound life philosophies than ordinary martial arts novels! No wonder people often say: "As long as there are Chinese people, there will be Jin Yong's martial arts novels." And "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is the most widely circulated and generally accepted novel among Jin Yong's works. The book "Shooting the Condor" established Jin Yong's status as the first person in martial arts novels. If you can only choose one martial arts novel, Li Shuchong will definitely choose "Shooting the Condor".

Li Shuchong shook his head, reluctantly put down the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" in his hand, and turned around to go home for dinner.

"If you take all four books, it's a total of thirty yuan. The bookstall owner said at the right time.

"I'm not trying to pay you back, I like this set of books. Li Shuchong said weakly, "It's just that I don't have enough money, only more than 20 yuan." ”

"I can see that you really like to read. The bookstall owner said with a smile, "Now that everyone has a mobile phone, there are very few people who like to buy books to read." So let's see how much money you have. ”

Li Shuchong hurriedly took out all the money in his trouser pocket and counted it, a total of twenty-four yuan.

"Twenty-four dollars, it's really a little less. The bookstall owner hesitated for a moment and said, "Forget it, I also liked to read books when I was so old with you, and I sold this set of books to you at a loss, so I should make a friend." ”

Seeing that the mountains and rivers are exhausted, unexpectedly, the peaks and loops turn. Li Shugao said happily: "Boss, thank you!"

With his beloved "Shooting the Condor", Li Shu returned home happily. Li Shuchong's home is not far from the school, and it takes more than ten minutes to ride a bicycle. ”

When he got home, Li Shuchong lay on the bed to rest, and flipped through "Shooting the Condor" casually. Suddenly, he saw two blurred places in the middle of a page, as if they had been eaten by insects, leaving two words missing arms and legs. Li Shuchong secretly said in his heart, is there a bookworm in this book?

Bookworms, also known as silverfish and silverfish, like to live in warm and humid places, often appear in pasted old book piles, calligraphy and paintings, woolen clothes and paper paste boxes, like starchy or polysaccharide rich food, but even if bookworms are hungry for a few months, their body functions will not be harmed. It's just afraid of the sun, hiding in dark places all year round, eating clothes, books, etc. Although bookworms cause some nuisance to human life, they are actually harmless. In a building, as long as the environment is dry and there are no cracks, the bookworm will disappear naturally.

Li Shuchong carefully checked this "Shooting the Condor", and in the crack of the book, he really found a small white insect shaped like a worm, and found that the small insect was about one centimeter long, snow-white, with a slender and flat body, several slender feet on each side of the body, and a forked tail, which looked like a shrunken swimming fish, which did not seem to be annoying.

"The boss is so cunning!" Li Shuchong said to himself, "These books must have been collected as scrap, they are all worms, and they are sold as good books!"

Looking at this bookworm, Li Shuchong suddenly remembered a couplet written by Ji Xiaolan, a great genius of the Qing Dynasty: "The floating sea is like a gull and a bird, and the book of life and death is like a silverfish", which well summarizes his wonderful life as an official and a writer. Lu You also compared himself to a silverfish, a lifetime of diligent reading, to swim in the sea of books for pleasure, he once wrote a poem "Reading Drama under the Light": "I was born like a silverfish, but also a complex of shining, a lifetime of simplicity, a slight fire and cold self-light." is happy, and the world laughs. Shut the door and thank the vulgar, and you are not in tune. This poem speaks to the hearts of the readers. In addition, there are many poems by Zheng Banqiao and many other literati who mention silverfish many times, and it seems that bookworms not only do not spoil the scenery, but also add a sense of fun to the readers. Those who read books should not only "get into the inside" and get into the books, but also "go out of the way", and apply what they have learned is the highest state of "reading living books."

Li Shuchong has loved reading since he was a child, and as soon as he picks up a book, he will ignore what is happening outside the window, devote himself to the world of books, and forget all his troubles and sorrows. Thinking of the elegance of the ancients, he couldn't help but think about it, it was rare to find a heterogeneous "confidant" who loved to "gnaw books" as much as himself, Li Shuchong did not dare to slack off, carefully shook it off and put it on a blank piece of paper, and observed it again.

I saw that the bookworm's belly was facing the sky, dying, and its slender feet moved slightly a few times, as if it wanted to flip its body and get up. Seeing that the bookworm was still alive, Li Shuchong quickly got up, put the book on the table, and prepared to find a clean bottle to set up a temporary home for his "confidant".

Li Shuchong looked around the house for a while, and soon found a glass bottle with a lid. He sat down at the table, opened the cap, and subconsciously touched the mouth of the bottle to see if it was dirty. "Sizzle", Li Shuchong couldn't help but gasp, a pain came from his fingers, and when he looked down, it turned out that his index finger was cut by the mouth of the bottle, and blood gushed out instantly. Coincidentally, a few drops of red blood happened to drop on the piece of paper.

Li Shuchong hurriedly used his left hand to help, squeezed out a few bits of blood, and then pressed the wound on his right hand tightly, ready to find a band-aid to bandage it. Suddenly, a wave of extreme dizziness hit, his eyes went dark, and he couldn't help but slowly fall on the table, without knowing what to do.

I don't know how long it took for Li Shuchong to wake up and turn around. He still felt like he had a splitting headache, as if he had temporarily lost his memory, and his mind went blank. It wasn't until he saw the white paper on the table, and saw the few red blood droplets on the paper, that he gradually recalled what happened before he fainted. "What's wrong with me today?" he said to himself, "I just cut my finger, how can I look like I have lost too much blood and fall down in front of my eyes? I don't want to think about it, so let's look for a band-aid first. Li Shuchong raised his right hand to see the condition of the wound. "Huh, where's the wound?"

Li Shuchong's eyes widened in surprise, and he saw that the wound on the index finger of his right hand was gone, and the skin on the tip of his finger was smooth, leaving only a little shadow, as if a bookworm was drawn on the wound, which could be seen but not touched. Li Shuchong rubbed his head with his right hand, and pressed his slightly frowning brow with his fingertips, wanting to relieve the soreness in his brain. At the moment when his fingertips touched the center of his eyebrows, Li Shuchong suddenly felt a coolness, his mind instantly cleared up a lot, some more important information appeared in his mind, and the truth about the cause and effect of the whole thing was revealed.

It all started with this bookworm. This is not an ordinary bookworm, it is a divine insect from ancient times, as long as it absorbs a drop of human essence and blood, it will be fused into the soul of the person, and recognize the man as the master. Once it succeeds in recognizing its master, it will be able to continue to practice with its master and make breakthroughs, and when its master dies, it will also lose its soul power and turn into an ordinary mortal worm again, and it can live for another six years. If by chance, it can find a new master, reintegrate with the human soul, and start cultivating from scratch.

The human spirit includes the three souls and the seven souls, and the three souls refer to the heavenly soul, the earth soul, and the life soul. The seven spirits refer to the heavenly spirit, the spirit of wisdom, the spirit, the strength of the spirit, the central spirit, the essence of the spirit, and the heroic spirit. The heavenly soul and the earth soul are always outside the body, and only the life soul is inside the body. The human soul controls the seven spirits of the human body. Human life arises from the birth of the soul in the womb. After the soul lives in the womb, the seven spirits of the human being are formed. The spirit is unique to the human body, and after death, the seven spirits dissipate, and the soul also dissipates or leaves, and life ends.

It turned out that it was a bookworm that fused into my soul, and this bookworm was so cunning!