Ordinary children's children are coaxed by their mothers to fall asleep obediently while telling fairy tales and whispering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Lin Yue was a child, he had to listen to all kinds of stories in oriental mythology, and he would fall asleep with a sweet smile on his little face.

Five years ago, Lin Yue carried a water glass and leisurely strolled through the library of a key university in City C, looking around, searching the shelves for mythological classics that he had never read.

At this time, a thin black book pressed at the bottom of the bookshelf caught his eye.

"How can there be books pressed under the shelves? Now the quality of people who come to the library to read books is getting worse and worse, and they must be thrown away after reading and not put them back in place. ”

He muttered as he placed the glass on the ground as he leaned his thin body against the bookshelf and slowly pulled out the black book pressed underneath.

Then he stepped aside, found an empty seat and sat down, placed the glass on the table, then picked up the black book he had just pulled from under the shelf, blew on the cover, and reached out to dust the book.

It's also strange to say, after being pressed under the bookshelf for so long, this black book blows off the dust on the surface, but it is the same as brand new.

The book cover is pure black, like an ordinary piece of A4 paper, thrown into the inkwell and soaked for a while, and then fished out to dry.

The book is very thin, probably only a few dozen pages, but it has a sense of weight in the hand.

He stared at the cover for a moment, picking the corners of his eyes, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"I've heard of orphans without names, but books without names? ”

Looking at the black cover, as if he was unwilling, he took his wrist and looked at the back again, hmm...... Sure enough, it's still dark.

He let go of the strangeness in his heart, picked up the water cup and opened the lid, and while pouring water to quench his thirst, he opened the cover of the black book and squinted at the first page......

Journey to the West Postscript - Monkey King, there are just a few strange big characters on the white paper that come into his eyes.

"Poof" he squirted out water that hadn't yet entered his throat, right in the center of the big words.

Several classmates who were concentrating on reading around listened to the movement, and they all turned their heads and glared at him, so he had to smile awkwardly and nod slightly to apologize.

He lowered his head and hurriedly took out a tissue from his pocket, raised his head and was about to clean up the water stains on the paper, but found that there were no water stains on the page, and it seemed to be exactly the same as before the water was wet.

With a burst of surprise in his heart, he stretched out his hand and held the book up in front of him to examine it carefully, and there was indeed no trace of it.

Now that I look closely, these words are written in cursive, and the subtleties are slightly different from those seen in contemporary cursive, but they are barely recognizable, so it's no wonder that they suddenly felt a little strange at first sight.

"What the hell, I sprayed so much water on the paper just now, why can't I find a shadow at all now?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reason, so he had to temporarily put aside his curiosity about the material of the black book and prepare to study the contents of the book.

"Journey to the West? Or was it written by Sun Wukong? This is too bullshit, is it a little bastard who took a notebook casually and wrote a few strange words, just to prank others?"

Thinking of this, he was speechless for a while, and was about to get up and leave, when he suddenly remembered the strange material of the black book, and subconsciously felt a little strange, and the butt that was about to be lifted sat back again.

Silently turning the second page, he saw that the text had become denser, and it should have entered the main text, and the white paper was still a slightly strange cursive script, and he struggled to make out the contents.

(The following text is the key content that Lin Yue sorted out by himself)

"On the way back to Datang in the west, one day and night, I went to the deep mountains, just over halfway through, and the masters and disciples were about to rest, when the sky suddenly brightened, just like the sun and the sun suddenly exchanged directions. ”

There was a roar in the sky, and it could be heard that it was not thunder, and he hurriedly called the juniors and disciples to hurry up and protect the master, while summoning somersault clouds, ready to go to the sky to find out. ”

There was no sound behind him, and neither the second nor the third junior brother responded. ”“

Turning his head, he saw the master and the two junior disciples looking up at the sky with a smile, looking up at the sudden light in the night sky, as if they had been immobilized and did not move. ”

"In a fit of rage, I rode on the somersault cloud, and flew towards the brightest place in the air, wanting to see who the demon was who dared to touch Grandpa Sun!"

"Flying over the top of the mountain in an instant, getting closer and closer to the light, what do you vaguely see? It seems to be a temple, and it is like a city, what can be determined is that it is more sacred than the Great Leiyin Temple, and more magnificent than the capital of the Tang Dynasty!"

"However, Grandpa Sun is not afraid of heaven and earth in his life, and where will he be shocked by the wonders of the world!

Sure enough, dozens of sticks were smashed down, and the glowing ghost place gradually dimmed. ”

Just as he was about to rush into there, there was a buzz! A circle of never-before-seen ripples spread out from the center in all directions, and where the ripples passed, the air seemed to distort, and time seemed to stand still for a moment. ”

"I was red-eyed, and I didn't care about such a trick on the side, so I held the golden rod in front of me and rushed towards the ripples in front of me. ”

"It was the most regrettable decision I've ever made in my life...... What happened after that, I don't remember anymore. ”

When I woke up, the bones in my body seemed to be broken into countless pieces, and even the golden hoop rod was broken in two and fell to my feet. ”

"The master and the brother were all looking at me with concern, and I asked them if they remembered what had happened? They said that they only remembered looking up at the night sky, and vaguely saw me riding a somersault cloud and holding a golden hoop stick, rushing towards the void. ”

"They don't remember what happened after that. ”

"It seems that they only remember what they saw in the moment when the thing was smashed by Grandpa and me. ”

"After that day, there was no aura in the air. Back in Chang'an, people didn't seem to have seen the light from the sky that night, and ordinary people's lives were just like before. ”

"However, many martial arts masters and Dao masters in the palace have gone mad one after another and died. ”

"After the battle of that day, he was seriously injured, his skills retreated, and he knew that his longevity was not much, so he wrote this book to warn future generations. ”

After several hours of hard reading, I finally finished reading the black book.

At that time, Lin Yue didn't care too much, just regarded it as a mythological story that he hadn't read, and thought: "Continue to write Journey to the West? Well, it's a little interesting." ”

Then he unconsciously picked up the black book and walked out of the library, strangely, the librarian on duty did not seem to see him take a black book and walk out......

......

Time went back to when Sun Qianqian was about to open the curtains.

"Lost memories, smiles on his faces, no aura, only memories of moments without light......" As his mind turned rapidly, the contents of the black book slowly appeared in his mind.

"Neither Sun Qianqian nor I remember what happened, the smile on Brother Chen's face......" He frowned, as if he had suddenly grasped some key point!

"There is a power outage today, and Sun Qianqian's and I can't use our mobile phones, it should be that there is no aura? So what does it correspond to only remembering the moment of light? Wait! The curtains in Brother Chen and Sister Ma's house seem to be opened?

Thinking of this, he was full of excitement! When he looked up and saw Sun Qianqian's actions, he was startled and rushed over to throw him to the ground.

"Can't open the curtains...... he breathed a sigh of relief as he got up and slowly closed the gap in the curtains.

Then he turned his head and explained to Sun Qianqian, who was still on the ground: "I don't understand why, anyway, you just listen to me......"

As he was talking, he saw Sun Qianqian, who was still lying on the ground chattering a moment ago, and her petite body suddenly made a neat carp to straighten up!