Zhou Shu's three favorite things in his life are: jerking, ACG, and horror stories. But he had seen and understood so many terrifying elements, and he didn't feel scared by what appeared in front of him at this moment.

At this time, Uncle Wang's originally rickety body next door was as straight as a soldier, and his hands, which were constantly trembling because of Parkinson's, were honestly carried behind him like a leader. The worst thing is that the words that come out of Uncle Wang's throat are no different from the cries of pigeons, and he can understand them!

"Big brother, what are you?"

From the word 'what' in Zhou Shu's mouth, you can know that he doesn't treat the guy standing in front of him as a human being at all!

Uncle Wang smiled and waved his hand, only to see a ball of blue light flash and flash out of thin air in his hand, accompanied by brilliance, a soft breath drilled into Zhou Shu's heart.

"You were too nervous just now, are you feeling better now?"

Zhou Shu blinked his eyes and swallowed his saliva. He suddenly felt very calm, his mind was clear and not afraid, and a feeling that he had never felt before haunted him. Obviously, the change in his mood was caused by Uncle Wang's wave of his hand just now. Human sedatives?

Zhou Shu, who calmed down, respectfully invited this Uncle Wang into the door, led him to the dining table and sat down, and then handed the dishes and chopsticks prepared for him to the other party.

"You can use it. ”

Uncle Wang smiled and said in pigeon language: "I have the heart." I borrowed this suit with blood sugar and can't eat it. I don't want to kill him. ”

Zhou Shu opened his eyes wide and put a piece of pork ribs on top of the rice, and chewed it himself.

The pork ribs are fragrant and soft, and the rice is hard and hard, which is exactly the kind I like. It's not a dream!!

Seeing that Zhou Shu seemed to be finally willing to face reality, Uncle Wang strengthened the smile on his face a little with relief, and the folds on his face were like chrysanthemums, which was not suitable for viewing during meals.

"Your name is Zhou Shu?"

"You speak pigeon language for Mao, and I understand for Mao?"

"Pigeon?" Uncle Wang was stunned, "I'm not from your world, and I haven't used language and writing for a long time, just talk casually." You understand because I am communicating with your spirit at the same time, and there is no language barrier in this communication. ”

"yes, I see. You're not from this world, then you're from that world, right?

Uncle Wang rolled his eyes. "If possible, I don't want to instill knowledge directly in your head, but want to explain it to you little by little. Judging by your reaction, I should be the first person you meet to return the book. I'm so unlucky. ”

"Returning the book?"

"That's right, return the book!" Uncle Wang beckoned, and threw it on the glove box in Zhou Shu's mother's room, and the golden key flew into his hand. "You haven't heard anything about this key?"

Uncle Wang didn't wait for Zhou Shu to answer, closed his eyes and smiled. "Your father said it, but he sealed this memory of yours, and it seems that he is waiting for the book returner to help unravel it. Ling Zun has good intentions, he wants you to enjoy the life of ordinary humans in this world for a few more years. ”

After speaking, Uncle Wang pointed at the head of Zhou Shu, who was full of question marks, with his dry fingers. The latter only felt a flash of inspiration, and a fragment of memory was retrieved by him.

In my memory, my father was lying in front of the hospital bed talking to himself who had just entered junior high school, and the content of the words made Zhou Shu surprised and palpitated!

"I had ...... in my head Uncle Wang, I have something in my head!" suddenly appeared in my mind, and the situation in the memory. Zhou Shu didn't know what to shock now.

"My name is 'Saint'. Hey, forget it. What do you think of?"

Zhou Shu lowered his head and thought for a while, then organized his language and replied: "It seems that my father had a conversation with me before he died, yes, that's right." My dad said he had traveled from a different world called the Great Library. The Great Library is a small space world, but it contains the same number of magic books as the stars. Well, that's the word he used, 'the same as the stars.'" Dad also said that the Great Library was destroyed forty years ago in our world, and that he was the only one who escaped, and that he was a librarian before...... "What do you mean by that?"

When Zhou Shu heard this, he didn't understand it at all. At this moment, he is just repeating, still completely unclear about what he means.

Uncle Wang nodded and said, "That's right, Ling Zun is the youngest of the four librarians, and his age is only a mere ...... Well, let's keep it a secret. The Great Library is one of the most magical and special in the Thousands of Planes, and the powerhouses of other worlds who have the ability to shatter the void have all contributed knowledge to it and have benefited a lot from it. But the physical things will be ruined one day, and the big library is too old and too unstable. His destruction came without warning, and even the prophets who were so strong in predicting could not have expected it. It seems that God feels that it has done its duty, and silently takes it back to his treasury. We couldn't even salvage a book. ”

Zhou Shu had just been pointed out by Uncle Wang, and a memory from his childhood suddenly came to mind. I have the impression that my father's health has always been bad, and he always coughs up blood. My father said something unbelievable to him at the time, and then sealed his memories and died the next day. "My dad said that when the big library was destroyed, there were still 4.6 billion books on loan. He said that one day, someone would come and return the books......"

Uncle Wang nodded, "That's right." I was one of them. He waved his withered hand again, and a lock carved with a five-pointed star ornament appeared in his hand, and it was all gold, the size of a brick. "It's not the same shape as the books of this world, but that's it. You open the lock with your key, and the book is yours. ”

Zhou Shu took the lock, it was indeed heavy. After inserting the key into the keyhole and twisting it, after the click, the lock disappeared and the key was still there.

"The book has gone into the key and I have finished returning it. But you kid, why did you just take the key out of that wooden box now, so that I was overdue...... Well, it's been two years since you returned it. There is also a fee for your extension. ”

Zhou Shu's mind was at a loss now, and he couldn't understand what had just happened. His dad only said about his background and some things about the Great Library, and nothing else. So at this moment, Zhou Shu was completely confused about the phenomenon in front of him.

Fortunately, Uncle Wang patiently explained the work.

Uncle Wang explained: "After the destruction of the big library, there are billions of books on loan. The maximum period of borrowing a book is fifty years in your world, and it needs to be returned at the end of the year. It stands to reason that you'll receive these billions of magic books in the next few years. But this is obviously impossible. Not all borrowers have the ability to find you hidden in this plane, and come to this world with fixed coordinates and the Shattered Void. Most people don't have the skills to do it. Unfortunately, not all of them are willing to return books.

"The Great Library has been destroyed, and the contract made when borrowing books is naturally null and void. In fact, I am not obligated to return the book to you, but my instincts tell me that if I give you a chance and a little time, I may be able to see the Great Library reappear. ”

When Zhou Shu heard this, he was a little relieved. He didn't know what the magic book was, but it sounded like a bunker, and it must be very powerful, at least it could help him get the money to join the class reunion. But if you want to allow yourself to receive the 4.6 billion people who come to return the book, then you might as well kill yourself, which will take millions of years?

Although Uncle Wang said that most people may not come to return the book, he can't stand the 4.6 billion copies that come casually. In other words, is this lock-like thing really called a book? Where did the lock go? How many books are there in the library? How many people will I receive in the rest of my life who come to return books like Uncle Wang? Can this summon money?

For these questions, Uncle Wang very kindly picked a few of them to answer.

"No one knows the number of books in the Great Library, including four librarians. They don't understand either. I have a little bit of prophecy skills, you can rest assured, the ability to find you through the magic of the key, and there will definitely not be many people who have the desire to return the book, but there will definitely be a few, only a few. You're not an ordinary person yourself, you have your father's blood, but on the surface you don't seem to be anything special. Compared to the people of this world, you are only outstanding in terms of the total amount of mana. Why is this happening? Is it a problem with the mother? But your magic is still good, if the total amount of magic power of ordinary people in this world is a drop of water, then you are about the same as a bucket of water. ”

Uncle Wang looked at Zhou Shu back and forth, but his eyes were completely different from Liu Ying's disgusting eyes, and he looked very loving. It's a pity that he didn't see anything else special about Zhou Shu, and he looked a little embarrassed. "Child, I don't want to encroach on this body for too long, it will put a burden on this aging person. Before I go, I have something to give you. Uncle Wang made magic and grabbed it in the air, and the ring-like ring appeared in his hand. "This is what I gave you, the Ring of Breaking Boundaries. It can take you to other worlds, so use it when you want to get out of this little world and open your eyes. Sending you this is considered compensation for my late return of the book. Anyway, this is a very good thing, and I have a few juniors who make trouble with me every day, telling me not to return it. They've learned a lot from this book, and it's up to you, the real owner, to benefit. ”

But ...... "But I haven't seen any books at all?" Zhou Shu just wanted to say this, and suddenly felt that there was something more in his head.

"What's in my head?"

Uncle Wang smiled kindly again, "This thing is very simple to use, you will understand it soon." After speaking, the old man slowly walked out of Zhou Shu's house.