In the collection room, in a room containing tortoiseshell slate bronzes, a white-faced bearded young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a tortoiseshell, carefully examining it. While looking at it, he nodded silently.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the door, which made the young man frown.

"Didn't they stop bothering me?"

He stood up, holding the tortoise shell, and walked towards the door, and when he looked from a distance, he found a teenager in his teens, surrounded by everyone, walking over.

The young man wore a shabby high crown and carried a long sword at his waist, but his appearance was handsome and elegant, and he also looked suave.

"You're Chen?"

Ji Kao did not approach the man, and stopped ten paces away from him.

"You're the new collector?"

Seeing this scene, Chen also reacted, this should be the new collection history they just said, coming over.

Ji Kao smiled, in this small collection room, there is such a big name in the internal history.

"Yes, I'm the new collector. ”

"So, go ahead, and don't interfere with my practice of witchcraft, and all the affairs of the library are in charge of you. ”

Chen Man didn't care, waved his hand and said, looking like he was the lord of this place.

"Hehe, that's interesting. Ji Kao said to the left and right: "According to the official system set by Lord Yi Yin, if I am not mistaken, all the internal history in the collection room should be decided by me, right?"

Shi Shijia, the deputy secretary of the book, smiled awkwardly: "It stands to reason that this is true, it's just ······"

He was a little worried now, this new collector was too young, how could the mysterious and powerful Wu Zhu be offended casually?

The Shi family once met a neighbor in their early years, and because of a quarrel with a witch wish, he died violently at home that night. As for the cause of death, no one knows it yet.

He still remembers the night of his neighbor's death, and he wept all night, his throat was hoarse, and the next morning he bled to death.

"It's nothing, from now on, Chen will be removed from the collection of interior history. ”

Ji Kao smiled faintly and pointed to the door of the collection room: "You can go by yourself, please forgive me for not sending the exam far away." ”

Everyone was shocked, and Chen was also stunned, this new collector dared to turn his face with him when they first met.

"Master Collector's History, but have you thought about it?"

Chen's gaze was gloomy, his tone was indifferent, and his eyes looked at Ji Kao calmly.

Ji Kao smiled casually: "But what else do you need to think about removing an internal history?"

He paused, looked at the tortoise shell in Chen's hand, and said, "But in the collection room, you can't bring anything out. When you go out, you need to ask the sergeant at the door to investigate. ”

"Boy is so daring!"

Chen Baihui's face suddenly gushed out a trace of red, which seemed to be extremely atmospheric, looking at Ji Kao, the tortoise shell in his hand was pinched hard by him, squeaking.

"If you damage the contents of the archive, then I can only take you down. ”

Ji Kao looked at the tortoise shell, and his tone was as flat as ever.

"Hmph, take me down, then I want to see, what can you bear with me?"

Chen's hand became more and more forceful, and the tortoise shell began to make a cracking sound.

Ji Kao's face changed suddenly, and without saying much, the long sword on his waist was pulled out, and he slashed towards Chen's right palm.

Chen's face suddenly leaked a trace of sarcasm, and then silently used witchcraft, and his entire right arm emitted a faint golden light.

This is an ancient witchcraft method, the whole body can be turned into fine copper, and the sword is difficult to hurt. With his realm, although he can't transport it to his whole body and avoid the harm of swords, it is still enough to transport it in one hand.

Ji Kao couldn't see that this witch was using a trick, but he didn't care. This sword of Wu Ding, in his hands for so long, it is time to open a strike.

Zheng!

There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, followed by another stabbing sound, like silk cracking.

"Ahh ”

Chen suddenly screamed loudly, and watched as half of his arm, as well as the cracked tortoise shell on his arm, fell to the ground.

The pain came from his heart, making his face turn pale all of a sudden, and he didn't have time to think about it, he used witchcraft to stop the blood, picked up half of his arm from the ground, glanced at Ji Kao hatefully, turned around and left.

"I'll be back. “

The wound of the broken arm is not incurable, he has to quickly find a witch doctor to treat him.

As for Ji Kao, there will be an opportunity to retaliate against him in the future. In Chen's heart, there began to be a trace of regret, and he held himself up.

Ji Kao didn't stop him, let him go, looked at the long sword in his hand, and sighed: "Good sword." ”

Wu Ding Sabre is naturally a good sword.

Everyone looked at this scene stupidly, Chen provoked the history of the collection, the history of the collection drew his sword, and Chen broke his arm and left, which was done in an instant.

"Okay, do what you have to do, make a book, you come with me, and introduce the archive. ”

Ji Kao looked at the stupid appearance of this group of people, waved his hand slightly, and let them disperse.

The attendant of the Shang Emperor who sent Ji over watched this scene at the door, smiled slightly, and left directly.

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In the witch temple, Taizhu frowned, looked at his disciple, and asked softly, "You mean, the new collector's history, indiscriminately, cut off your arm with a move?"

Chen's face turned pale and said with a bitter face: "That's right. ”

"Go to the torture chamber and be punished, I don't want to say more. ”

Among the three masters of Yin Shang Wuzhu, the only one left said indifferently.

"Master, why is that?"

Chen was very puzzled, and his master summoned him, directly asked him the reason for the broken arm, and asked him to go to the torture room to be punished. He didn't know that everything in the library had already been reported by someone.

"Senior brother, the master arranged for you to go to the collection room, originally to let you read more witch classics and improve witchcraft. Now, you are expelled for the sake of temporary face, offending the new collector's history. Are you worthy of your master?"

Next to them, a young man with a dark face said with a sigh.

When Chen heard this, he hurriedly kowtowed to Taizhu: "The disciple is guilty, please ask the master for forgiveness." ”

"Go, go to the torture chamber and be tortured. ”

Taizhu didn't say much and waved Chen away.

Chen's face was guilty, and he slowly walked out of the main hall of the Witch Temple, and walked towards the torture room with a little depression, and his heart was full of dissatisfaction with Ji Kao.

"Master, junior brother, it seems that he is even more dissatisfied with that Ji Zhou Gongzi. ”

The black-faced young man seemed to have seen through his junior brother's inner thoughts.

"Leave him alone. Taizhu said indifferently: "Quan, you go to visit that Ji Zhou Gongzi and invite him to come to Taizhu's mansion, and say that I want to ask him for advice on the establishment of a shrine for Emperor Wa." ”

The whole face changed slightly, and it was a big surprise that his master wanted to invite a young man in his early ten years old to come over.

However, he was a cautious person, so he didn't say much, just nodded and said, "No." ”

After Quan silently withdrew from the witch temple, Taizhu stayed alone in front of the statue of God and muttered: "Emperor, now that Shang Junzi Qu wants to destroy the covenant with you, I Wuzhu is in a precarious situation, what should I do." ”

"Lord Taizhu, how can the emperor take care of such a trivial matter? ”

In the witch temple, an extremely old voice came from it.

"Yes, relying on my generation, even if it is the same as Taibu Taishi, who is beheaded on the execution platform, we have to find a way out for the Wuzhu lineage. ”

"Ahem, this time, if the success fails, it won't be as simple as being killed on the torture table. ”

The old voice, coughing and talking, seemed to be about to die at any moment.

"yes, but I'm still looking forward to that day soon. ”

"It takes time. ”

"By the way, you sent someone to Lingshan to summon the message, did he come back?"

Taizhu suddenly thought that after Taishi was executed, this old friend said that he would go to Lingshan for help, and now it has been nearly a month.

"Not yet, presumably soon. If Lingshan really ignores our situation, then he is not qualified to be admired by all over the world. ”

"Lingshan, hey, since the rain master's sword, is Lingshan still Lingshan?"

When these words were spoken, two sighs echoed together in the witch temple.

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In the collection room, Ji Kao already roughly understood the purpose of this collection room.

The main purpose is to provide visitors to the Yin Shang Emperor and other countries with the classics they want to borrow, which is actually the oldest library.

Of course, compared with the library, the collection room also has to use knives, pens, bamboo slips, silk and animal skins, etc., to record and archive many classics. In particular, the words and drawings on the tortoiseshell bronze ware need to be reproduced.

However, these things will not be done by Ji Kao, the collector of history, and they are all the work of his subordinate internal history.

As for Ji Kao, his task is to read books, and all the classics must be reviewed by him, whether they should be hidden in the collection room.

At this time, there were not many literate people, and there were very few new classics, and this kind of work was actually very leisurely.

Ji Kao also knows that his main tasks are still in the other two places.

One place is to follow the order of Emperor Wu Yi of Shang, and to open up the method of guidance by himself, first sort out a clue, at least a trace of the understanding of guiding qi and guiding qi, for the future sin on the stage, all the gods and real people to use when they create martial arts;

The other is his own qi refining practice, which requires him to get out of his own qi refining and qi cultivation method from the life skills of sitting, lying down, walking, taking fire knotting ropes, and making pottery grinding stones.

Therefore, just after straightening out the affairs of the collection room, Ji Kao couldn't wait, preparing to fight at night and watch many cultivation classics.

However, before night fell, someone came to visit him.

"You mean, Lord Taizhu wants to invite me to come over tomorrow?"

Ji Kao looked at the swarthy young man in front of him and asked in surprise.

"Yes, my lord said, he doesn't know what the statue of Emperor Wa should look like, so please explain it to him. ”

"Okay, I know, I'll pass tomorrow. ”

Although he didn't want to deal with Wu Zhu Yimai, that His Majesty Wu Yi seemed to want him to deal with Wu Zhu Yimai.

Otherwise, he would not have deliberately directed that scene at the court meeting.