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"What is the stinky boy doing?

Obviously not, the strange old man doesn't believe that a bookworm will be idle to go to the book to play, but not to flip the book and play that he can't read the words at all, what is he doing?

Puzzled, the strange old man gnawed on the pig's trotters and ate chicken legs without hesitation, quietly came to the bookshelf where Gu Feng was, and stared at him carefully, this stare really found something strange.

His brows were tightly locked, his cheeks were sweating like rain, and his head was full of white smoke.

Looking at the books on the shelf, it was almost a blink of an eye, a row of forty books was replaced, and another forty were put on. One forty books, two forty books, three forty books, and it didn't take long for him to flip through hundreds of books on ten floors of a bookshelf.

"Stop-"

A thunder exploded in his ears, Gu Feng's body shook, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the strange old man who was almost on his face in a daze, his mother collapsed backwards and hit the bookshelf, and suddenly scolded angrily: "Dead old man, you are scary with a grimace!"

Boom, the strange old man knocked on his head with the pig's trotters that were about to be gnawed, put one foot on the bookshelf, gnawed on the chicken leg in his mouth, and muttered: "What are you doing stinky boy! ”

"Wouldn't it? This book is very strong, you see it's all kraft paper, it will rot if you turn it twice?" Gu Feng picked up one casually and pulled it vigorously.

"Little old man says it's rotten, it's rotten!" snatched the book from his hand and shouted domineeringly.

Gu Feng pursed his lips, but did not say a word, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, if they refuted and annoyed the old guy with a strange temper, it would be more than worth the loss to drive himself out in a fit of anger.

For the sake of the great cause of reading, I endure, I endure, I endure.

Boom, the strange old man knocked on his skull again, and said sharply: "Say, what the hell are you doing?"

"I'm reading!"

Boom, the strange old man was angry, knocked on his head again, and scolded: "Look at a fart! You can read a few words like you!"

At this moment, Gu Feng felt particularly aggrieved, more aggrieved than the little girl, rubbed his head, pursed his lips, and muttered in a low voice: "Are people really reading?"

Blame the old man for being even more popular this time, how old the child is and dishonest, if he grows up, he will be able to do it, he must be taught a lesson, let him know the end of lying, and his head will not twist, he flipped over a book that Gu Feng had already read and flew into his hand, glanced at it, and glared at Gu Feng, "Since you have seen it, then the good little old man will test you, if you pass the test, read the book on the first layer casually; ”

"Killing Pig Knife". ”

cough cough, Gu Feng coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said: ""Pig Killing Knife", an intermediate non-attribute martial art with character, was created by the pig slaughterer who killed pigs and sold meat six hundred years ago. Four hundred and twenty years ago, it was carried forward in the hands of a generation of 'slaughtering kings', a total of 36 knives, the first knife, sharpening the knife??????? the thirty-sixth knife washing knife, refining Dacheng out of the whole pigskin to crack the flesh, no drop of blood flowed out, the muscles and bones continued to be one, like a ghostly axe. ”

Closing the "Pig Killing Knife", the strange old man looked him up and down again, and secretly said in his heart that he was really a bookworm, and he memorized it word for word, and he no longer doubted it, but a bigger question came out again, even if he remembered it so quickly, he didn't know anything?

No, I want to test him, I can't let him pass the test like this, coughed, blamed the old man for his whole body, and put on a posture of a teacher, "Look at the white smoke coming out of your head, you must have learned almost the same, you can play "Pig Killing Knife" for me." As long as you can achieve the effect of the last word in the book, the little old man counts his words, and how about letting you go to the second layer?"

"Okay!" Gu Feng did not hesitate and hurriedly agreed, for fear that the old man would regret it later, if you say anything that attracts Gu Feng the most, it is not the unfathomable martial arts, but the miscellaneous books on the second layer, after all, the previous life was engaged in research.

The strange old man reached out and grabbed his collar, and his body disappeared in place, and it was already a dense forest when he reappeared, and there was a faint roar of wild beasts around him.

As soon as Gu Feng stood firm, he saw a wild boar arching a big tree not far away. The strange old man handed out a bright pig-killing knife in his left hand, raised his eyebrows at it, and angrily snorted at the wild boar.

Glancing at him, Gu Feng picked up the pig-killing knife and walked slowly towards the wild boar, secretly saying in his heart that for the sake of the second layer of the book, let's just be a butcher.

When the big boar who was arching the tree heard the footsteps, he turned his head, and when he saw the ancient wind snorting twice, he lowered his head and rushed towards him with long fangs, and the earth shook with a bang.

As soon as his eyes were closed, the figure under the Bodhi tree in the world of his mind suddenly rose, and he opened the posture and instantly played the thirty-six pig killing knife perfectly, and then opened his eyes, there was no trace of emotion in his pupils, and Gu Feng suddenly raised the pig killing knife and slashed down at the wild boar that was galloping.

With an uproar, the whole four or five hundred catties of wild boar was completely dismembered at once, a wild boar skin was spread on the ground, and the pork, bones, tendons, and internal organs were all scattered on the pig skin intact, and not a drop of blood was spilled.

The strange old man didn't even look at it, when Gu Feng swung it out, he knew that he had lost, others might not know, but he could see it clearly, and instantly swung out two hundred and sixty-seven knives, one knife is not much, one knife is not much.

Just because you see it clearly and lose, the blame old man is even more depressed, you don't read like you're reading a book, it's just that you've learned it, no, it should be practiced to the realm of Dacheng, this is no longer a person, it's pure evil.

"Old man—"

Before Gu Feng finished speaking, he felt that the scenery in front of him changed, and he returned to the bookshelf in front of the first floor of the library again, and his spiritual power gushed out but he didn't see the shadow of the strange old man, he was also happy to be idle, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to turn over the book.

When night fell, Gu Feng went back and stayed in the library hall completely, and spent five full days of work without sleep, reading tens of thousands of books of ordinary martial arts, and finally threw them away after almost a glance.

On the sixth day, Gu Feng climbed to the second floor and happily reached for the first book, but suddenly a greasy, black hand suddenly appeared under his hand, and through the bookshelf, the voice of the strange old man came.

"Little guy, the old man said that he would let you go up to the second floor, but he didn't say that he would let you read?"

"You-" Gu Feng's face changed greatly, but he couldn't make a reason, he just remembered to steal music and think about this matter, looked at the old man who was a little cheating, gritted his teeth and held back his anger, and said sharply: "Okay, boy, I admit it, how do you let me read?"

"What's this?" Gu Feng's anger, the strange old man didn't care, buckled his nails to reveal the face of a profiteer, and unceremoniously opened his mouth, "A hundred altars and a thousand cups of drunkenness!"

Gu Feng didn't say a word, turned around and left. This second layer is not the third layer, which is the ground product martial arts, you want a hundred jars and a thousand cups to get drunk, but I have never seen you so ugly that people want to beat people.

"Let's go, let's go, the world's best wine is not only your thousand glasses drunk, let's go, don't look back, don't look back!" The strange old man shouted in the back, with a confident and smug smile on his face, I don't believe that you don't look back, you can't fight the old and can't clean up your little one.

Gu Feng did not stop one step, and without looking back, he strode out of the library hall, sat on the ground outside the hall, felt the various magical elements between heaven and earth, and exercised his spiritual power.

After a long time, Gu Feng came back, the strange old man was puzzled, he was completely dumbfounded when he came out of the hall, and finally became addicted to alcohol, gritted his teeth and walked up, "Stinky boy, fifty altars and one book, it can't be lower." ”

Gu Feng didn't move, and his eyes didn't open.

"Forty altars and one book, do you like it or not, don't pull it down. As he spoke, he turned his head and left, but after walking five or six steps, he walked back, gritted his teeth and said, "Thirty altars, the lowest!"

"If you want to drink, you have to be sincere. There are many fine wines in the world, but only my ancient style has made a thousand years of drunkenness, old man, you have also drunk it, how it tastes, what the effect is, you know it. Don't make me despise you. ”

"Stinky boy, you--good twenty altars, this is sincere enough!"

"Fifty altars, look at the second floor casually. The second layer is not the third layer, some messy things, mainland secrets, ancient legends, lace and wild history, just these broken things are worth this price. If you agree to nod your head and don't agree to let me out, I will still accompany my future daughter-in-law. ”

Seeing Gu Feng's resolute face, the strange old man hesitated, and finally couldn't help the smell of a thousand glasses of drunk wine in front of him, and nodded. At the first point, he immediately snatched the jar of a thousand cups drunk, raised his head and drank it in a big gulp, and when he saw the bottom of the jar, he couldn't help but drink: "Good wine!"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and Gu Feng struck while the iron was hot, "Old man, what is the price of the third layer? You must know that I don't have a thousand cups of drunkenness!"

The strange old man regretted a little that he had just nodded his head, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Don't even think about it!"

"If it's a gentleman, hurry up and give a price!" The second layer is sold, and I still care about the third layer, Gu Feng doesn't believe it at all, just like a woman who sells it for the first time will sell it for the second time, and the third time.

"Ten altars and one book!" Eventually, the strange old man stretched out a finger.

"Deal!"

All of a sudden, the old man was dumbfounded, how could he agree so happily this time, and sure enough, the next moment the old man was completely angry.

It turned out that Gu Feng took out ten jars and a thousand cups of drunkenness, but these ten altars were only worth the previous altar, or even less.

"You kid is a fool!"

Giving him fifty altars for the big altar and one hundred altars for the small altar, Gu Feng turned around and walked towards the library hall and waved his hand at it, "You don't stipulate that the altar must be the same size." ”

"Stinky boy, you are ruthless, this time the little old man confessed!"

The strange old man was angry in his heart, and he was actually played by a hairy boy, grabbed the small wine jar on the ground, lifted the lid of the altar and drank it in a big gulp, only venting all the stuffiness into the wine, and it didn't take long for a hundred small wine jars to be gone.

"Hmm, why is your head dizzy? A thousand cups drunk, a thousand cups—"

Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a pop, and for a while, there was a loud snoring sound. (To be continued.) )