It's been more than ten days since he came to the Fighting Courtyard, and Long Xiu has begun to get used to life here. The injuries on his body are also almost healed, perhaps because he is still relatively young and can't do other things, Long Xiu was assigned to the library building of the Fighting Academy, sorting out books in the basement every day. The work here is not too tiring, just tidying up the books and cleaning the floor every day.

If you clean the floor, you only need to clean the first floor at night, and the sanitation of the first floor is Longxiu's responsibility. When there is nothing to do, Long Xiu will read books in the basement, which is the happiest thing for him, he can see all kinds of books every day, the only drawback is that he can't finish reading each book.

Because the basement can be said to be a transit station for borrowing books, the books that are returned every day will be placed here first, and then divided into different floors the next day. I often send it back after reading half of the book, and I can only read it when I return it next time.

"Long Xiu, are you reading again?"

Long Xiu turned his head and saw that it was Allen, the person in charge of the basement and the first floor. He is a typical Westerner, with blue eyes, yellow hair, and a tall man. When I first arrived, I thought that the people here were like doormen, but there were also good people, such as this Ellen.

"Aunt Alan, I'm not lazy. I've got everything in order. Long Xiu stood up and explained.

"Auntie didn't say you were lazy, hehe. Alan touched Long Xiu's head and asked, "Have you seen a book of Fire Spells, someone came to borrow it, but I can't find it." ”

"Oh, I think about it, I just saw it. Long Xiu looked left and right, then ran to a bookshelf and took it out and said, "Found it, auntie, give it." ”

"You have a pretty good memory, I'll leave when it's okay. Alan took the book and turned to go out. As if remembering something, he turned around and said: "Long Xiu, don't keep reading in the basement, it's not good for your eyes, let's go out for a walk when you have time." ”

"Got it, Auntie. ”

Although he said that he knew, in action, Long Xiu picked up the book just now, and it seemed that this was a basic explanation of water magic. Long Xiu is researching, the basic things Long Xiu has already heard Zhang Gu say, but Zhang Gu is not a water magician, he doesn't know much about water magic, and he only explained the general knowledge of magic at the beginning. It's better for Long Xiu to prepare to watch it from scratch by himself.

After a long time, Long Xiu closed the book, and the book was finally read after three times. Write down the spells in the book, it's time to go out and give it a try, and run out quickly. It was a basement, and it was full of books, and he didn't dare to demonstrate it here.

Alan saw Long Xiu running out and wondered, "Why did you come out so early today, I usually don't go out of the basement until night." ”

"Long Xiu, why are you going?"

"Aunt Alan, I'll go out for a while and I'll be back soon. Long Xiu waved his hand and ran out.

Long Xiu found a remote place, and according to the method in the book, he wanted to try whether he could succeed in the water mist technique. A few days ago, when he used his magic power to condense water droplets for the first time, he was very happy.

Long Xiu's hands were half-closed in front of his chest, and his palms were upward, like holding a ball. He said with words in his mouth: "With the oath of water, with your name, with my body." Water mist. ”

The mist began to slowly condense on his hands, and at the same time, Long Xiu's head began to sweat. Long Xiu worked hard to maintain the water mist that he was up to.

"Whew, it's not well controlled. Long Xiu was already sweating profusely, looked at the mist in his hand and smiled bitterly: "Really, that's all." It seems that his elemental perception ability is too poor, and a fourth-order magician can spread the water mist for three or four kilometers, and I am three or four centimeters. ”

"A slave still tries to become a magician"

"Haha, that's a slave with dreams. ”

A few students passing by laughed and mocked when they saw Long Xiu practicing magic. Long Xiu didn't bother to see who it was, this was not the first time this kind of thing had happened.

"It doesn't seem to be possible yet, I have to increase the intensity of meditation at night. Long Xiu made up his mind and ran back to the library.

"Long Xiu you" Alan saw Long Xiu run back again.

"Auntie, I'm fine, I'll go back. Long Xiu ran back to the basement.

"This kid looks pretty smart, he's not going to be a nerd. Alan muttered to himself.

......

When a person's ** has been suppressed for too long, it is unimaginable when it explodes. Long Xiu is like this, since he was a child, he thought about cultivating every day, but he has never been able to, and now once he has a little chance to cultivate, he will also spend 10,000 times his efforts.

"Water magic, water magic" Long Xiu read the water magic in his mouth, and was looking up to find the water of the water magic on the bookshelf.

It's just that the tall man can't see the top book.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts" Long Xiu covered her feet, and when she looked up to look for a book just now, she didn't see the table on the ground, and kicked it on the table leg.

Long Xiu sat on the ground and took off his shoes and socks, looking at his red toes, which were about to break. Quickly kneaded it.

"Hmm, what is this?" Long Xiu saw an unknown thing on the foot of the table next to him, like an animal skin. Lifted the table and took the skin out.

This is the first time I've seen it, and I didn't notice it when I was in the basement before. It was full of dust, and Long Xiu shivered.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Long Xiu, who was too dusty, coughed.

When Long Xiu opened the sheepskin, he saw Long Xiu's expression instantly froze.

"How can there be an ancient seal here. Long Xiu looked at the words on the sheepskin and said to himself.

There are all kinds of ancient seal characters written on the sheepskin, this font has long been lost, how can it appear here. Long Xiu wondered what was going on. The parchment was written so long that every word began to blur.

Long Xiu took the sheepskin and ran out, he wanted to ask what was going on, what was this.

"Aunt Alan, what is this, I just found it at the foot of the table. Long Xiu asked, placing the sheepskin in front of Allen.

Alan looked at it and said, "Oh, this has been around for a long time, I want to think about it." As he spoke, he remembered.

"I already had it when I came here, and no one knew the symbols on it, so I didn't think it was useful, and then I used it to pad the table legs. Why do you ask this?"

"Auntie, when did you come here?"

"It's been more than 30 years. It's been a long time, and I'm almost losing my memory. ”

"Auntie, can you give me this?" Long Xiu pleaded.

"Hehe, you can take a rag. Do you know what this is?" Alan asked.

Long Xiuzou shook his head slowly with a frown, looked at Alan again, looked at the sheepskin again, and thought thoughtfully. "I don't know, Auntie, I'm going back. With that, he ran back to the basement.