Sunlight spills from the sky into the mountains and wafts through the air.

A faint white mist shines through, and a steady stream of pedestrians slowly ascends between the stone paths. The Wentian Pavilion in the early morning is more immortal than the Taoist temple in the east of the city.

"Look, the man is here again"

"I guess I didn't find it yesterday, or maybe I missed something. ”

"Let's see if he can find it for a few days, I guess he'll give up after another month, right?"

“......”

Yesterday, when the scholars in the building saw the strange man leaving in a hurry, they all thought that the strange man had recovered the objects left in the book, and everyone in their minds thought that he would not come back today.

Today, however, some people were surprised to find that the strange man was already standing in front of those bookshelves at some point, still flipping through the books.

Xia Xun was far away from the crowd of discussions, so he couldn't hear the discussion. However, even if he could hear it, he wouldn't pay attention to it according to his character.

Today, Xia Xun rarely turns over books.

He pulled the book out of the shelf, fanned it like a fan, casually fanned a handful of pages, made a sound of "Sasha...", and after a while put the book back in its place.

The eyes never look at the book in their hands, but at the next book they are about to pick up.

After last night, there was one more thing in his mind, in his right palm. He just put his five fingers on the side of the book, and fanned them at random, and his five fingers with mental consciousness could quickly read the words on the page four or five out of ten, and the rest could be deduced by his own knowledge.

This way of reading books makes him read books more than a hundred times faster than yesterday.

Xia Xun was reading a book, and others were just looking at this strange person, who kept pulling the book out of the shelf, and then shook it off and put it back. This confirms that this weirdo is really looking for the left behind in the book.

Today he is really too fast to flip through the books...

In just one hour, Xia Xun has walked through dozens of bookshelves. For the endless sea of books behind him, he finally has some confidence...

Although there are countless miscellaneous books on the first floor of the building, there are a number of bookshelves, and there will always be a time to read them all.

Only now he had to stop...

In front of the bookshelf he was about to flip through was a man and a woman, squatting and standing.

Judging from their faces, the two of them were about the same age as him, and they were both wearing the gray linen robes of Wentian Pavilion. The man's face was delicate and fair-skinned, but there was an unconcealed arrogance in his eyes. He stood with a book in his hand and flipped through it. The woman squatted with her head down, unable to see her face clearly, but her hands kept fiddling between the books.

These two people also seem to be looking for books...

Xia Xun had been waiting for them by the bookshelf for a long time, and he had not made a sound to disturb the two book seekers.

Because, it's not always good to disturb others. But these two have not left that position either. I've been looking back and forth for that shelf.

It's been too long...

"Two..."

Maybe Xia Xun felt that it was a waste of time to wait like this. I couldn't help but be tempted.

“......”

No one answered, the arrogant man only glanced at him, and the woman didn't raise her head or pay any attention.

Xia Xun was not displeased at all, and continued to ask, "May I ask the two of you for a while, let me find a few books and leave?"

"Smack"

The man closed the book in his hand vigorously, and walked to Xia Xun in two steps and one step. Stared at Xia Xun fiercely with his arrogant eyes.

"Open me" is like a god, and it is equally arrogant

He and Xia Xun are similar in height, the two stand face to face, and their eyes face each other to form two distinct atmospheres, one calm and the other fierce.

"Why?" Xia Xun said flatly

"Didn't you see that I was looking for a book?" said the woman who was squatting on the ground, flipping through the book, without raising her head, angrily

"I'm also looking for books..."Xia Xun was a little helpless.

"What's my business?"

Xia Xun was slightly displeased: "Can you borrow a place?"

The woman flipped a few pages of the book in her hand and put it back on the shelf, "Then you wait..."

“......”

Xia Xun was speechless for a while.

Although these two people are very rude, the woman's meaning is already very clear, and it is pointless to say more.

"Sorry to interrupt..."

In desperation, Xia Xun had no choice but to bypass here. After a faint apology, he walked to the back bookshelf and continued to flip through the books.

Here through the building, and then return to the quiet...

The brief dispute between several people did not make a splash of water in the calm Jinglou.

As usual, except for the sound of "rustling" flipping books, there is only the sound of light footsteps moving from time to time. Even the Confucian scholars who were chatting and communicating in the rest area only whispered and did not dare to disturb.

And, in an inconspicuous corner on the right side of the rest area, there are also two Confucian scholars whispering. On their table, there were two bamboo slips, one black jade and one verdant.

"I said Lao Cao, it turns out that you also like to play such children's tricks?" the man with long hair and waist teased.

"Some things always have to be seen before you can have the bottom...", the corner of the mouth of the Confucian at the table was slightly curled.

"Hehe... I can't imagine a time when you're still unsure..."

The Confucian shook his head, a little helpless: "The one behind him is standing taller than the mountain, I have to be cautious... After all, Wentian is just a place to read..."

The long-haired man smiled: "Scared?"

The ink jade bamboo slip was gently picked up by the Confucian scholar: "I was not afraid of asking the sky before, and now I am even more afraid..."

He paused and continued: "Even if the day really comes to stand in line, I think the old man on the mountain will still choose to stay out of it..."

After speaking, he slowly walked out of the scripture building...

Looking at the back of the Confucian leaving, the long-haired man involuntarily lifted a faint bitterness...

"Really...?"

“...”

The two words are not loud, as if they are talking to themselves, and they are also like asking rhetorical questions.

The breeze blows quietly into the building...

Xia Xun's mood didn't seem to be affected by the two men and women just now. The speed of flipping through the book is still very fast, and the hand rises and falls on the book, and it is put back in place with a random door.

As time passed, he had already finished turning over more than ten shelves of books in the back, and his hand turning over the books was also a little tired.

He shook his sore right hand, then delicately removed the package on his back and took out a bottle of water...

"Hey!"

"Are you really looking for a book?"

A woman in gray linen came to Xia Xun's side at some point, and her voice was a little arrogant.

"Ahem..."

“......”

Originally, Xia Xun was concentrating on drinking water. This sudden sound startled him. He looked suspiciously...

I saw a man and a woman standing, both in gray robes and linen clothes. The man was very arrogant, and he was the one who had fought with him before. The woman's figure is slightly fat, her complexion is ruddy and beautiful, not a country-like appearance, but it is also beautiful and lovely.

"I'm asking you!" the woman was impatient.

Xia Xun was slightly displeased: "Yes..."

"Then you can help me find it!"

“......”

The woman's language was very rude. It doesn't feel like it's asking for something at all, it's more like a command.

Xia Xun thought for a while before he said lightly: "Oh..."

Perhaps thinking that Xia Xun's answer was very perfunctory, the woman was a little angry: "Oh, what do you mean?

Xia Xun replied lightly without emotion: "Then you wait..."

"You..."

"You're looking for death!!"

Xia Xun's words were obviously squeezing her with a tooth for a tooth, and the woman suddenly became angry.

At the same time, the arrogant man behind her quickly took a step forward and stared at Xia Xun fiercely. With his hands clenched, he looked like he was about to start fighting if he didn't agree with him:

"Want to die?"

“...”

Xia Xun didn't look at the man anymore this time, didn't speak, and didn't pay attention. Instead, he lifted the bamboo tube from the ground up and continued to slowly pour water into his mouth...

"Click..."

Looking at Xia Xun's behavior, the arrogant man's hands trembled slightly, and a faint purple glow appeared on his body.

The surrounding aura seems to have become a little oppressive...

“......”

"What book are you looking for?"

Xia Xun drank all the water in the bamboo tube and asked helplessly.

"Hey..."

At this time, the girl had a smile...

He hurriedly took out a crumpled piece of letter paper from his waist bag and handed it out: "Na, one book talks about various secret recipes for refining plants and trees. One is about the relationship between the structure of the five internal organs and the cultivation of the five organs. One is a travelogue describing the customs of the Western Regions. There is also a book that explains the content of the red armline embroidery technique. ”

Xia Xun took the letter paper and looked at it carefully. I saw that on the crumpled pages, there were some delicate letters written at random. It should be some of the girl's notes, which are not much different from what she just said.

"These are all randomly inserted by Old Man Cao in the first five hundred bookshelves, have you seen them?" the woman continued.

"Oh," Xia Xun handed back the letterhead.

The woman was furious again: "Oh what!

Xia Xun put away the package and said lightly, "I want to think about it..."

When he had finished speaking, he stopped talking and bowed his head in thought.

“......”

Seeing him like this, although the woman had a fire in her heart, she couldn't bother anymore, so she waited quietly.

"What is he doing?"

"Find ?... Book"

Seeing that Xia Xun didn't move again, the Confucian students nearby who were attracted by the previous conversation between the two talked in a low voice.

"If he can't find him, won't the little ancestor kill him?"

"He's not a disciple of the heavens..."

"No wonder..."

"Then he's out of luck!"

“...”

The whisper made the silence here rise and fall a little...

Xia Xun didn't think for a long time, and it was only more than ten breaths.

He slowly looked at the bookshelf in front of him: "If I remember correctly, it should be the hundred herbs that are recorded on the ninth shelf, counting the second row and the seventy-first volume." The complete volume of the five visceral refinements is in the twelfth volume of the fourth line of the bookshelf No. 120. The book on embroidery techniques is supposed to be seven volumes, called the Red Sleeves Anthology, in the fourth line of bookshelf No. 288, volumes 51 to 58. In addition, the book may be called Xitu Travels, which has not been placed before this bookshelf, you can look for it later, and I will tell you if I find it. ”

"This..."

“......”

Surprise!

Quiet!

This passage is very long, and Xia Xun said it slowly and clearly...

When he was halfway there. In a radius of more than ten zhang, except for Xia Xun's statement, there was no other sound...

When Xia Xun finished speaking, the silence spread quickly like a plague throughout the Jinglou...

At this moment, most of the people in the building don't know why they suddenly became silent, and even a little weird. And those who knew the reason, they were looking at Xia Xun as if they were looking at a giant beast in the wilderness.

"I'm going to look for it..."

The woman was a little stunned and a little suspicious, and after leaving a sentence, she led the man behind her to leave in a hurry...

"Let's go check it out..."

The Confucian scholars who watched the excitement around him, his expression was similar to that of a woman, and he also left with his hind feet.

Not long after these people left...

"I really found it!?"

"Seems right......"

“......”

In the rows of bookshelves not far from Xia Xun, there were bursts of surprised commotion from time to time. This commotion spread far and wide in this quiet scripture building.

Even the Confucian scholars who were studying in the far distance attracted them, making this small area suddenly noisy.

There was a commotion after a commotion, each time getting louder and louder. It's so big that everyone in the reading room on this floor of the building knows that something strange has happened in this small area......

"Hey..."

"Have you read these seven books?"

Eventually, the noise stopped, and the noise became much less.

The woman who had left to look for the book came back with a few books, and she picked up a book with the words "Red Sleeves Anthology" written on it and asked.

Xia Xun glanced at it and said lightly: "I've seen it."

The woman picked up the other two volumes and asked suspiciously, "Have you read all these books?"

Xia Xun put the newly pulled out book in his hand back in its place before replying: "I've seen it."

No one made a noise, and everyone frowned deeply and remained silent. Everyone felt as if they were missing something in this matter.

"My name is Bai Xiu, and I owe you a personal favor. ”

The woman's tone was much friendlier, but still rude. Because she didn't wait for Xia Xun to respond, she walked away directly.

The "Luo Jue" man didn't turn his head, dropped two words, and followed closely.

The building was quiet again...

This small area has become unusually dull. No one thought what was missing from this matter. The gathered Confucian scholars gradually dispersed, leaving only a dozen or so people who were struggling with their own thoughts, looking at Xia Xun who was quickly pulling out books and putting books away, while thinking deeply...

These people know that what they thought was weirdos before was definitely not human. At least he has a terrible memory. I can remember all the books I have read one by one, and even the position of the books is not bad at all, so it caused a commotion just now.

But they had a vague feeling as if they were missing something even more terrible.

......

It's just that scary or not, that's their thing. As the sun gradually bent down the pole, Xia Xun finished reading one shelf after another of books......

Since Xia Xun's divine sense was integrated into his fingers, he could see nearly three times more in one day than in the past fifteen days combined. Even if he still didn't find what he was looking for today, it made him see a lot of books that he hadn't seen before.

"It's so late..."

Xia Xun glanced at the countless bookshelves behind him, and then looked at the hourglass he took out in his arms, and walked out of the building quickly.

The back of his departure attracted dozens of people who were reading a book. It wasn't until his back disappeared outside the gate of the prayer building that the afterglow was gradually withdrawn......

"What's that?"

It's just that when a few Confucian scholars who were closer to Xia Xun withdrew their afterglow, they inadvertently swept over the bookshelf No. 670 that Xia Xun had walked through before.

It all stopped...

A small note was sandwiched between a book on the shelf, clearly leaking out.

Several Confucian scholars walked over in unison, pulled out their books and took down the note.

The note was written in small block letters

"You have been deceived, to the white embroidery"

The few people who looked at the note first frowned and were puzzled.

The Confucian scholar who took the book turned over the front of the book, and there were several big characters written on it: "Travels in the Western Regions". The tense brows gradually loosened, and then the Confucian scholars gathered together widened their eyes as if they had seen something terrifying......

One of them couldn't help but shout:

"He's not looking for something!!he's reading a book!!"

“......”

"What does he think?"