Zhuo Cai led the group directly to the tower, and she happily knocked on the black door a few times, and the door made a few dull sounds.

She shouted inside, "Grandpa, I'm back!" ”

With his words, the door of the Black Tower soon opened, and inside stood an old man with a messy white beard, whose face was excited when he saw Zhuo Cai.

The old man's clothes were no different from those of ordinary villagers, but he carried a black wooden cane in his hand, and a dark black bead was inlaid on the cane, which showed his status as a priest who was different from ordinary people.

The old man had gray hair, wrinkles crawling all over his cheeks, he was already very old, his eyes were not very good, and he tried to open his cloudy old eyes, only to see that there were still a few people standing behind Zhuo Cai.

He pointed to Xu Huaigu and his party, and said something to Zhuo Cai, his voice was blurred, Xu Huaigu wanted to listen, but found that he couldn't hear it at all.

Zhuo Cai saw that Xu Huaigu was puzzled, so he explained: "My grandfather is old, so his speech is a little vague. He's very quiet on weekdays, and he doesn't talk much, so you just get used to it. ”

Then Zhuo Cai said something to the white-haired old man, and the old man showed a welcoming smile on his face to Xu Huaigu and his party, raised the crutch, and beckoned them to enter the black tower.

Xu Huaigu entered the black tower under the guidance of the old man, but saw that although the black tower was a confined space, the design was very exquisite. Among them, the black stone pillars and beams are staggered, and the structure is very unique, completely different from the outside buildings, otherwise it would not be able to support this abnormal tall tower that grows larger and larger the higher it goes.

The material of the Black Tower is also very strange, although you can't see the inside from the outside, but from the inside, the outside scenery is unobstructed, and the sunlight can also penetrate through, illuminating the inside is very bright.

The first floor of the tower was not large, and there were no objects in it, so it was almost finished in a few glances, and the white-haired old man did not intend to let them stay here, so he took them upstairs.

Zhuo Cai smiled and said: "The second floor of the tower is where my grandfather lived on weekdays, warm in winter and cool in summer, very comfortable, if you want to try it, you can also live in this tower these days." ”

On the second floor, as Zhuo Cai said, there are several rooms, all of which have only a small wooden bed. Although the decoration is relatively simple, the warm winter sun shines directly in, and it is indeed very warm.

"The third floor is the library pavilion, don't look at our village is remote, but there are a lot of things in the library pavilion, but some of the words in it are very strange, it seems to be a very ancient language, I also have a lot of incomprehensible, only my grandfather can understand. If you're interested, feel free to take a look, and if you don't understand, ask my grandfather. ”

Zhuo Cai looked at the white-haired old man and said, "He is just too idle, if you ask him a question while reading, he will be very happy." ”

After the old man took the group to the second floor, he sat down to the side, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Xu Huaigu nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Zhuo Cai was about to leave, Xu Huaigu hurriedly stopped her and asked, "Zhuo Cai, where are you going?" ”

Zhuo Cai smiled: "I don't want to stay in this tower, there are only three floors in this tower that can be played, and above is the forbidden place that has been blocked, and it can't be opened on weekdays." I don't even know how many times I've been in this tower, I'm tired of it, and it's fun outside. ”

Yu Qin advised: "Be careful, don't get lost again when the time comes." ”

Zhuo Cai said repeatedly: "Okay! ”

Zhuo Cai walked downstairs, but Zuo Qiu Xun also followed, preparing to go downstairs.

Xu Huaigu just wanted to ask Zuoqiu Xun where he was going, but after a little thought, he shut up.

Zuo Qiu Xun didn't know what emotions he had about that sea of flowers, and he didn't dare to ask, but it was definitely a bad memory. In that case, it's better not to ask too much.

Xu Huaigu wanted to go to the third floor that Zhuo Cai said to see those ancient books, and when he turned around, Yu Qin had already taken off the white robe he was wearing outside, yawned lazily in the sun, and walked to a room, without wanting to go up to the third floor. And Huang Shan had already run to the white-haired old priest's side, loudly asking the old man if there was any local wine from the countryside to drink, the old man was obviously behind his ears, and was looking at Huang Shan suspiciously, not knowing what he was talking about.

Xu Huaigu walked to the third floor alone.

The third floor was much larger than the second floor, but the place where the books were stored was completely contrary to what Xu Huaigu had imagined in his heart, and the third floor of the tower was simply a mess. There are a lot of ancient books, but most of them are piled up on the ground and covered with a thick layer of dust, and at first glance, no one has read them for a long time.

Xu Huaigu also read some books when he was in Qingling, and he still remembered that he didn't like to read at all at that time, and he was either thinking about some unrealistic daydreams or really daydreaming in class, Xu Huaigu felt a little ashamed when he thought about it at this time.

Now he felt that books were a wonderful thing, and that he should at least respect them no matter what, and sighed at the tragic fate of these books.

He picked up a book and dusted it and flew in the sunlight.

He dusted off the cover of the book, and when he saw that it read "The Chen Family Tree", he knew that this should be the genealogy of a certain family in a small village, but the solemn family tree was thrown here so casually, Xu Huaigu still felt that it was inappropriate.

He was not interested in the genealogy of other people's families, so he put the genealogy back to its original place without opening it, and then looked through some other books, only to find that it was not the genealogy of the various ethnic groups, or some trivial matters in the small village, and there was nothing to see, and he could not help but be a little disappointed.

No wonder Zhuo Cai doesn't want to stay here, it's really boring.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a large pile of scattered books, as if there was a pitch-black booklet, and only a small corner was exposed, and he immediately felt a little interested, so he pulled out the booklet with the mentality that it was better to give it a try.

Only then did he realize that the pamphlet in his hand was only half a copy, and when he looked at the cover again, he saw only a blank yellowed piece of paper, without a title.

He gently opened the first page, and saw a strange bird and beast with teeth and claws, its feathers burning bright red like flames, and its slender beak seemed to really pierce the pages and fly out.

Xu Huaigu secretly admired this painting technique in his heart, and turned the second page.

On the second page, a large snow-white fox with nine extremely long tails behind it stands proudly on a cliff, the moonlight shining brightly, and it is extremely cold. When Xu Huaigu took a closer look at the fox, he glanced at it, and was shocked in his heart, his eyes flickered, and there were real emotions, like a living thing.

A chill surged in Xu Huaigu's heart, and he hesitated to turn the third page.

The third page shows a golden phoenix soaring with its wings and a colorful tail feather. Its whole body seems to be bathed in holy light, majestic and solemn, and among the colorful clouds under this phoenix, there are countless birds and beasts chirping at it in unison, like a pilgrimage.

Xu Huaigu was deeply attracted by the beauty of this phoenix, and before he knew it, he had forgotten the time.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Xu Huaigu was startled, immediately closed the page, and looked behind him in panic, only to see that the white-haired old man was standing behind Xu Huaigu at this time, looking at him with interest.

Xu Huaigu felt a little flustered for no reason, as if he had been a thief.

He said a little apologetically: "Old man, I just came up to read the books, and I have no offense, if I do something wrong, please don't blame the old man." ”

The white-haired old man smiled lightly, his words were still indistinct, but when he got closer, Xu Huaigu could understand it a little.

"It's okay, it's great to come up and read books, young people now just don't like to read anymore, like the Cao family child in our village, the talent is excellent, I originally wanted him to take over my class, but the child can't settle down, and he can't read much, so he can only give up. I don't have long to live, and when I die, the old customs of our village will disappear. ”

Speaking of this, the old man sighed, and said to Xu Huaigu again: "The booklet in your hand is the pattern of some holy beasts of the demon clan, there should have been a whole book, but then there was only half of it left, but it is a pity that it is a good book." ”

Xu Huaigu didn't know how to answer the old man.

The old man saw that Xu Huaigu was embarrassed, so he continued to speak alone: "Look at so many books, most of them are useless books, and the really useful books are about to be forgotten. ”

The old man took the black booklet from Xu Huaigu's hand, looked at the phoenix on the third page, and sighed: "There were originally six phoenixes in this world, one good and one evil, one black and one white, one water and one fire. It's just that they followed that dragon from the Demon Domain to the Middle Domain, but they lost one in the Middle Domain, and one decided to stay in the Middle Domain, and now I don't know where it is. ”

The old man looked at the painting dotingly, and said, "How beautiful, it's a pity." ”

He turned his head to look at Xu Huaigu: "Little guy, don't you understand what I'm saying?" ”

Xu Huaigu asked tentatively, "What did the old man say about the ink dragon that invaded the Central Domain five hundred years ago?" ”

The white-haired old man suddenly came to his senses and said in surprise, "You still know that thing?" It seems that you must have a lot of books in your house, and you know about that from the books, right? No wonder the word invasion is spoken, and it must have been read from books. ”

The old man said: "Actually, it's really hard to say that the whole thing is familiar and familiar, but it is indeed too mean to evaluate it simply by the word invasion." ”

Xu Huaigu asked suspiciously, "Didn't the demon clan come to invade when they came to the Central Domain?" Could it be that there is a secret in it? ”

The old man didn't answer him, but asked, "Do you think the demon clan is inherently evil?" ”

Xu Huaigu thought for a while, and replied without thinking: "Naturally not, I once knew a demon, but she is the best person for me, and she is also very kind." ”

The old man admired and said, "Okay, it's kind of interesting, I've seen a lot of people from outside in the village over the years, but you're the first to say this." In this world, people and demons are both subjects of God, and they should be equal, but the human race is strong, and good and evil are decided by them, and few people will look at the demon race like this. ”

"So, old man, do you have a different opinion about the demon clan?"

The white-haired old man became excited: "What's more, speaking of which, our small village was able to survive the catastrophe five hundred years ago because of a phoenix that was lost in the Middle Domain!" ”

Xu Huaigu became interested and said curiously: "Old man, what is the story in this, can you tell me?" ”

The old man smiled, stroked his beard, and said, "Of course, you can, and listen to me slowly." ”