Just as Ning Shu was about to ask something more, he saw the Golden Horn King pinching his fingers and muttering something, and looked up at the sky again, with a happy expression on his face. He didn't continue to talk nonsense with Ning Shu, floated to the stream, and took out a silk scarf out of nowhere, soaked it in the clear stream water, and wiped it on the small golden horn on his head.

Third from left.

Three times from the right.

In the end, he turned around, like the original rich merchants in the city beating walnuts in oil plates.

The little golden horn was polished and shiny in the sun.

Ning Shu only felt that the large pieces of horseshoe gold that he had seen in Chen Shanhai's mansion before were not as pure as the gold on the head of the Golden Horn King, not only pure, but also with aura, like a living thing.

I really want to touch it.

Ning Shu not only dared to think, but also took practical actions.

Last night, he took advantage of the drunkenness of the Golden Horn King to poke out his sinful hands, but he didn't expect that before he touched it, a bloody mouth appeared on his hand, which was very similar to Mr. Song's Xuanjin sword qi before, and then withdrew his hand in a sneer.

After the Golden Horn King woke up and saw the wound on Ning Shu's hand, he showed an expression that the King had expected a long time ago, and sneered, claiming that there was nothing in the world that was sharper than the golden horn on his head, and even a mortal with a mere flesh dared to reach out and try it?

I saw that the King of the Golden Horn sorted out the big red cloak that was much longer than himself, and colorful clouds appeared under his feet, humming a small song that Ning Shu couldn't understand, and drifted towards the bottom of the mountain.

The king went down the mountain again to find the little girl in the village in front of the river. Da Fei squatted behind Ning Shu, holding a small branch in his hand and teasing the ants while talking.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a fun place today. ”

Ning Shu followed behind Da Fei and walked through the entire Taoist temple.

"Oh!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ning Shu couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

There is a building in front of me that looks like a building is not a building, and a building that looks like a tower is built against a mountain, saying that it is a mountain, but in fact it is more like being embedded in the mountain.

Three bright and four dark, seven layers up and down, hanging bells at the corners of the eaves, clouds and mist on the top, agate glazed tiles are impregnated with gold and brilliance. The antique pillars painted red stand at the door, holding up the plaque of the building. The plaque reads the words 'Leaving the Hatred of the Sky', which is reflected in the lake in front of the building, swaying slightly with the water waves.

"This is the room full of books I told you about that day, and the king said that he will take you to see it today, and whether or not you can save your life depends on your creation. ”

"You look at it yourself, me and Er Shou can only look casually on the first floor, and you can't go up any further, don't force yourself. ”

"I'll go back first, you can come to the front hall to find me if you have something. Da Fei explained and left.

Could it be that this library can still eat people?

Ning Shu thought as he pushed open the dark red door, and there was a 'crunch' sound between the friction of the components.

Entering the building, the space is unexpectedly large, four bright pillars, leading to the top, the paint light is bright, and rows of bookshelves are placed in the entire floor. Looking up, I saw white spots and pillars of light shining through the windows with daylight overhead, wooden planks and stairs on each floor, and a glass lamp placed on the handrail of the first staircase on each floor.

In the middle of the room, there is a lacquer table about one meter high, on which is a pear blossom wood case, on which are neatly placed the four treasures of the study, which seems to be a place for readers to take a pen and record.

The green light on the case is not extinguished, but the light is still on.

The incense of the stove next to the bookcase has not yet burned out, and there are slender smoke traces like gossamer floating upwards, giving Ning Shu a quiet and mysterious atmosphere in the whole building.

Looking around, the walls are neatly lined with books of all sizes, slender rectangles next to each other, layer by layer.

Book.

It's all books.

A wall of books.

A whole room full of books.

Ning Shu took a deep breath greedily, he had seen too much blood these days, and smelled the familiar scent of ink, and his heart was not at peace. Where have you ever seen such a collection of books in Heian City?

didn't have time to think about the words that Da Fei had explained before, so he stretched out his hand and prepared to pull out a copy of "Weekly Classics" on the shelf next to him.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take it out at once, and the "Weekly Classic" was a little away from the shelf, but it bounced back again.

It's like a little girl who wants to refuse and welcome.

"Yes, how can such a thing as reading a book be so casual, but I am reckless. ”

Ning Shu caught a glimpse of the copper basin with water and the silk silk to wipe his hands on the side, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Then he calmed down, kept his body and mind, washed his hands with water and wiped them clean, and then slowly pulled out the "Zhou Dian", which was indeed without any obstacles, and took it out smoothly.

"Hey, new guys? ”

"It's just that, it's not like the golden horn doll, it's not politely tight. ”

Two hoarse and eerie voices suddenly sounded in the quiet study building, lazy, sounding like they had just woken up.

Ning Shu was about to see how this "Zhou Dian" was different from the one in the Ping An Academy, when he heard the sound, he was frightened, his hand slipped, and the book fell to the ground.

He turned his head, and no one was behind. Ning Shu rubbed his forehead, since he went up the mountain, he had encountered some strange supernatural things.

"Don't look for it, the old man is here. The voice that said that the Golden Horn King was rude reminded Ning Shu who was dazed.

Ning Shu's eyes searched around, and finally locked on the green lamp that was still burning on the bookcase.

"Boy, come here, go to the No. 1 drawer on the second floor of the southeast corner and take the best lamp oil from the West Tianzhu Kingdom and give it to the old man for two sips. ”

"What's the matter, a lamp says it's like drinking. Ning Shu muttered to himself for a while.

"Hurry up! The old man is dying of thirst. The green lantern shouted, and even the flames shook humanely.

When the golden oil is poured into the bowl under the green lamp.

The green light made a ...... Burp.

......

.......

After a long time, Qing Deng asked slowly, "What are you doing here?"

"Read a book. ”

Ning Shu thought about it for a long time and felt that this answer was the safest.

"Poofhahahaha. A brush on the other side of the bookcase laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful, this answer is very good." ”

Ning Shu turned his head to look, a brush hung on the pen stand swinging left and right, the pen body is made of ivory, engraved with a pair of landscapes, the pen is smooth and full, it can be called a good pen with a sharp round and healthy qi.

"Coming to the library to read a book is reasonable and reasonable. Qing Lantern said.

"Dare to ask the two seniors who are the owners of this library?"

Ning Shu waited until the green lantern and ivory pen were silent before starting to ask.

"It's not"

The two voices spoke in unison.

"I am the spirit of the six-story "Taishang Yundan", after taking off the book, before I had time to go out, I was put into this green lamp, and I couldn't get out of this library, which was really annoying and hateful. ”

"I am the book spirit of the six-story "Zhongtian Ziwei Sword", and I was included in this item just like the old lamp oil. ”

In these years, can you cultivate books?

Ning Shu's head was big for a while, and God knows how many years the spirit creatures in these two books lived.

"Tsk, how did I smell the breath of the Life Creation Pill on your kid. The flame of the green lantern trembled.

"To tell you the truth, I'm here to find a way to be liberated. Ning Shu replied honestly.

"This floor is only some mortal reading, the second floor only involves this world, if you want to solve your body medicine, you need to go up more than three floors to find a suitable way to crack it, your mortal body, three floors is simply delusional. The ivory pen opened.

"Not really, the old man has been here for a long time, and the old pen is boring and tight. Why don't you chat with me, boy, to relieve boredom, and when the old man is in a good mood, it doesn't hurt to point you out. ”

The two old demons sang and harmonized, and Ning Shu always felt that he was playing a trick on himself.

"If you can't say it, you really can't do it?"

Out of nowhere, he developed some stubborn temper, and his heart sank, and he turned around and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"It's a ...... Fool?" Qing Lantern was a little stunned.

Ning Shu walked up the stairs step by step, he didn't feel anything at first, and the more he walked to the back, the more he couldn't see the second floor, he only felt that there were more and more stairs, and each step would take a lot of strength. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans oozed from his forehead, and his eyes were dizzy, and when he looked back, he couldn't see the stairs clearly.

The ivory pen and the green lantern flew up from the bookcase, and in their perspective, there were thirty-three stairs leading to the second floor, and Ning Shu had only reached the eleventh floor, and he was already tired like a dog.

"Why is this staircase so difficult to walk. ”

Ning Shu's head was full of this idea, and he had an urge to curse.

"Hey, that silly boy, don't hold on, don't go up if you can't get up, we won't laugh at you. ”

It's no joke, the ivory pen is almost straight.

Ning Shu gritted his teeth and took another step, his mind was extremely dizzy, and when he was about to give up, a clear breath spread all over his body from the top of his head, and the words 'Chengtian Imitation' appeared in front of him, and he woke up in an instant, and the stairs in front of him were also clear.

The bookshelves on the second floor were faintly visible, so he took a deep breath and walked more than a dozen steps in a row, and finally lay on the floor of the second floor.

The blue light and the white pen were full of surprise, and they just saw that the Terran kid was about to lie in the middle of the stairs like a dead dog, why did he suddenly stand up and brush up to the second floor like a return to the light?