-- Between those bookshelves, the original empty place, but at this moment, a table and a chair appeared out of thin air, a translucent old man in simple clothes and white hair was reclining on the chair, his image was three points similar to the "ghost saint" ancestor Huang Chang saw in the Yin Soul Valley back then, but the latter appeared directly in the yang world, while this old man could only appear in his own fantasy world, and the difference between them was big. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Anything can happen in the illusion of ghosts, Huang Chang was not surprised at the sudden appearance of this old man, seeing that this master of illusion did not seem to be hostile, of course he would not take the initiative to attack, but just looked at the other party vigilantly.

The master of the illusion has finally appeared! It seems to be a little weak? But Huang Chang did not dare to be careless at all—his previous act of forcibly "reading" the ghost's thoughts with his divine thoughts could be regarded as a very serious provocation. However, under normal circumstances, monks don't care too much about the ghost's reaction, after all, most of the low-level geists have lost their minds, only have a killing instinct, and can't communicate at all.

But the one in front of him is obviously not, Huang Chang knew that he was at a loss, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said:

"The junior Xi Kunlun Huang Chang, just recklessly snooped and disturbed the seniors, I am very sorry. ”

Compared with Huang Chang's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, the translucent old man always sat there softly, his eyes seemed to be closed, as if he hadn't noticed that there was a big living person in front of him, and he looked weak. Huang Chang waited for a while, but did not wait for any response, but the other party didn't seem to have any intention of teaching him a lesson, so he was so deadlocked, which surprised Huang Chang.

After waiting for a while, he couldn't bear it, Huang Chang repeated what he had just said again, and this time he finally had a reaction, the old man rolled his eyelids and glanced at him, but still asked:

"Who are you?"

Huang Chang had to report his name for the third time, and the old man finally nodded and accepted the message he sent:

"It's someone from the Kunlun faction...... What age is it out there?"

Huang Chang thought for a while and responded:

"If you take the Great Zhou Dynasty, it should be the twenty-fifth year of the Great Zhou Jingyao......"

But the old man shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't care about this at all:

"How long has it been since the burning of Linglutai?"

Huang Chang was stunned for a moment, but then understood that this old man should be referring to the time point of the fall of the Shang Dynasty, but there was no precise time period. So much so that Huang Chang could only give a vague answer after thinking about it for a while:

"About ...... It's been a thousand years. ”

"It's been a thousand years...... The old man has been sleeping for another 300 years...... Or two hundred years?"

The old man whispered to himself, and there was emotion in his tone. After a while, when he raised his head, he saw that Huang Chang was still standing there honestly, and a rather gentle smile finally appeared on his face:

"Don't be afraid, young man, the old man is not interested in your flesh and blood. ”

Huang Chang's heart relaxed for a while, and when he saw that the old man had a good attitude, he wanted to know more information:

"May I ask the senior surname?"

"The old man's name and surname? hehe, since you can break into the old man's 'Book Pavilion Secret Realm', but you don't even know the ......old man's name and surname? Hey, boy, you're bold enough. If you encounter a ghost cultivator who practices the Blood Devouring Soul Devouring Technique, it is a self-defeating trap. ”

The old man spoke proudly for a long time, but he never mentioned his name, Huang Chang thought at first that he was disdainful and introduced himself to a junior, but soon knew that this was not the case.

"The old man's name and surname...... Hmph, the old man is ...... Be...... Who am I?"

Huang Chang couldn't help but laugh and cry, he had already heard that with the passage of time, ghosts would gradually forget all memories of the world, and at this time he actually saw an example with his own eyes.

Not only did he forget his name, but the old man muttered a few times, and his head slowly lowered again, as if he was about to fall asleep again. After a while, he suddenly raised it again, but his eyes looking at Huang Chang were full of doubts:

"Who are you?"

Huang Chang was helpless, so he had to report his name and surname again, and then he didn't dare to talk to the old man anymore, and hurriedly asked the key question:

"Seniors, how can juniors go out?"

Fortunately, when the old man was not confused, it was quite easy to communicate, and when he heard Huang Chang's request, he just smiled slightly:

"If you want to go out, it's not difficult, but the people who have worked hard to enter the 'secret realm of the Book Pavilion' of the old man over the years all want to read more books and learn more about the secrets and wonders of the Great Shang Dynasty and even the previous generations, and you just want to go out as soon as you come in?"

Huang Chang was stunned, and said in his heart, what is there to look at in this secret realm? Those volumes are all blank. But the old man seemed to be completely unaware of his doubts, and instead waved his hand at the large bookshelves around him:

"Why, there are so many books here, and there isn't one or two things you want to know?"

"The books...... It's all blank. ”

Huang Chang finally couldn't help but say, but his words made the old man's face change, and with a move, a jade scroll automatically flew into his hand. Huang Chang watched him unfold the scroll, and the expression on his face showed that what he saw was no different from what Huang Chang had seen before—it was also blank.

"How could this be!"

After summoning more than a dozen volumes from all sides in a row, only to find that all the volumes on the surrounding shelves were blank, the old man finally lost his usual calm posture and became depressed and agitated:

"No, I remember this volume should be ...... Should be...... Damn! I forgot! I forgot everything!"

For a moment, the old man's face became hideous and terrifying, and his screams were also sharp and piercing, completely showing the posture of a powerful ghost and a fierce ghost, which made Huang Chang feel quite nervous in his heart, and he couldn't help but press the handle of the knife again, secretly preparing for battle.

But the old man didn't make a move after all, and after roaring madly, he finally hung his head weakly. After a long time of silence, when he raised his head again and saw Huang Chang, there was a strange expression on his face, as if he saw him for the first time:

"Who are you?"

Huang Chang felt that he was going crazy, and he might as well have a fucking fight!