Jiumu searched as he went, and finally saw the owner of the voice in a flat place.

A hairpin, a few bookcases, a candlelight on the bookcase, a pot of tea, a few orchids, and a white-haired old man sitting in front of the desk, dressed in a white dress with a cloud scroll pattern, a folding fan in his hand, and a collection of books.

Jiumu's eyes lit up: Oh! White flowers flashed blind my eyes, what an old man with fairy wind and bones, where is the ghostly atmosphere? It's just that he scared himself.

The old man looked so kind, he wouldn't be too embarrassed to think about himself.

Thinking about it, Jiumu stepped forward with a smile on his face, leaned over and bowed,

"Old man, this immortal mansion is too big, I passed by here late at night, and when I saw that there was no one guarding the door, I wanted to come in and have a look, but I didn't expect to disturb your reading. ”

The old man put down the folding fan, slowly raised his head, and smiled slightly, not surprised by everything.

"Who are you?"

Jiumu raised his head when he heard this, but fortunately, the lark had prepared a speech for himself in advance, "I am a special immortal envoy sent by Jiumu Bu Jishan to participate in the Zixia Jianxin Banquet. ”

The old man stroked his long beard, picked up the teapot and pecked at the tea, his slightly wrinkled gaze under the slender eyebrows moved to Jiumu to scan up and down, and finally stopped on the pair of gray brocade shoes stained with mud, put down the teapot, and stroked his long beard again, everything was clear.

"Since he is the special envoy of Jiumu Buji Mountain, he should be a guest. ”

The old man's gesture, Jiumu was naturally happy when he heard it, so he said, I, Jiumu Bu Ji Mountain, in these three realms, is still a bright and face-saving ethnic group.

It's rare for this old man to know the general situation, and all of a sudden, there is a kind of bullying that has been bullied all day, and it is easy to meet an old man who hates to see each other late and is so compassionate and compassionate, and the sadness and sadness inexplicably come to my heart, and I am very grateful.

Jiumu quickly restrained this sour and strange mood, and now he can't find a good place to live, this place is very suitable for me, I think Jiumu simply squatted down without any scruples, sat cross-legged opposite the old man, and intended to continue to talk with the old man,

"The old man is the gatekeeper of this library?"

"Gatekeeper?" Bai Mei raised lightly and smiled slightly at Wen Xu, "Haha...... You say yes, that's it. ”

Jiumu refreshed his face, no wonder there was no one outside the door just now, I thought that this old man was sleepy and bored at the door in the middle of the night, and how tired he was standing, it was better to sit in front of this bookcase, a pot of tea and a few books to come happily.

"That old man, have you read all the books in this library?"

The old man waved the folding fan in his hand and circled around, "Nine times out of ten, I've read it." ”

Oh, it's amazing.

A glimmer of hope burned in Jiumu's heart, "That old man, have you ever heard the curse of life and death?"

The old man's eyebrows suddenly darkened, recalling the long river of thousands of miles, dripping into the red dust, and suddenly it became clear that the past was all sin, and the bell must be tied to the bell.

turned to stare at Jiumu and took a closer look, this eyebrow, this face shape, it seemed familiar, and then his eyes gathered little by little, and he nodded slightly.

As if he had found a life-saving straw in the vast sea of people, Jiumu eagerly asked, "Does the old man know how to solve this curse of life and death?"

I saw that the old man shook his head helplessly, "No one can solve this curse." ”

The words fell, and Jiumu seemed to fall from the ninefold heaven to the cold hell, how can it be compared to a cold heart? This time I have long been used to it, so why not be sad again?

It's just pitiful, when will Daddy and Auntie be freed from the tormenting poisonous curse and be free?

Kugi was sad alone.

The old man picked the wick of the candlestick, and the space became clearer and clearer, and he looked at the handsome-looking tomboy, trapped in a sad chaos, and his face was as gloomy as if he had lost three souls and seven spirits.

The old man said, "However, the world is so big, and the answers that I can't find in this library don't necessarily mean that there are no answers." ”

Jiumu raised his head fiercely, starry, "The old man is saying that in this world, there must be a way to solve this curse of life and death?"

"Perhaps. The old man smiled, still looking like he had seen through the red dust and tasted the warmth and coldness.

Even if it may not be certain, Kuki feels like getting a little spark, believing that sooner or later it will burn the wilderness.

"What I see is slightly the same, I have always felt that the light and darkness in this world, the heaven and the earth, the cycle of life and death, spring, summer, autumn and winter, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, all kinds of materialized mysteries are born and restrained each other, so this curse of life and death can be solved both under and without it. ”

The old man nodded, "What the girl said is very true. ”

Jiu Mu couldn't help but look down at his man's outfit, and smiled embarrassedly.

Oh God, the old mana's mana is so deep that it can be discerned at a glance.

Half surprised and half admired, he hugged his fist horizontally, "I can meet the old immortal here today, Jiumu Yunxiang is really fortunate to have three lives." ”

Suddenly, there was a trace of worry, "Old Immortal, you cultivate this Immortal Wind Dao Bone, then Nanhuai Immortal Venerable actually made you stoop here to be a gatekeeper, it is really clumsy." “

"Clumsy?" the old man raised his white eyebrows again, and the folds at the corners of his eyes suddenly unfolded.

Jiumu overflowed with a trace of unfair little emotion, "Clumsy! ”

"But?"

Suddenly, I remembered what a bird said to motivate me, and at this time, I could use the pomp to comfort and comfort him, so I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

"It's okay, those who become big things are not informal, when Nanhuai Xianzun was young, in order to win the favor of the old man who has been too real people, he has served him three thousand years of foot washing water, and then he became a big disciple of the real people. ”

"Huh?" The old man's beard curled, as if a cold breeze blew around him, and as if he was crawling on his body by the thorny hedgehog and rolling, all tastes, and then crying and laughing.

"The old body has lived for 80,000 years, why don't you know that Nanhuai Immortal Venerable still has this kind of thing?"

"Your old man has been staying in the library all day long, and there are many things you don't know. As the words fell, Jiumu rubbed his sore eyes and couldn't help but yawn.

I saw that the old man suddenly opened, "Oh, it turns out that Nanhuai Immortal Venerable became the eldest disciple of Taizhen in this way, and the old man is really lonely and unheard." ”

"Not really. After speaking, he planted his head on the copy, and was overwhelmed by the thick tiredness, and he couldn't open his eyelids.

Half-asleep, half-awake, I dimly heard a tail note and slowly fell asleep......

"Girl, the old body is innocent in this life, and today is ruined on you......"

......

......

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight quietly poured in from the window, and Jiumu's eyes were stinged by a trace of light, and he opened them slightly, only to know that it was already bright daylight.

Jiumu looked around for a while, and then remembered what happened last night, but he couldn't remember when he fell asleep here.

The old fairy was long gone, leaving only the unclosed book on the bookcase, a pot of tea that had been colded, and a burned-out candlelight.

Jiumu stood up with the bookcase and walked towards the door of the library with three turns.