Nightfall

Ning Que stood scratching her head under the stairs, recalling the previous rules of the old bookstore teachings that did not seem to prohibit students from going to the second floor. While hesitating, someone bypassed his side and went straight up the stairs. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he was relieved to put the Wang Xinglongkai sticker in the basket beside the column, picking up the front of the school robe and picking up the steps. And up.

The second floor of the old book building is quieter than below, but the bookshelves and collections are much less, and the view has become wider. He walked upstairs and found that there were already a lot of people upstairs. While reading books, some people smirked all over, and some people read and talk, and they were all very excited.

Most of the books such as Jingshiji are on the first floor, and the books on the bookshelves on the second floor are biased towards martial arts and spiritual practice. The teacher before entering the building had already said that he couldn't help reading, but suddenly found a Baoshan appeared in front of him in such a sudden, no hello and no harbinger of thunder, Ning Que still thought it was like an unreal dream, He stood staring between the bookshelves, silent for a long time before he gradually digested his shock.

"Li Zhitang Says Buddha", "The Relationship between Nian Li and the Seal of Handprint", "A Brief Introduction to the Five Realms of Cultivation and Practice", "Recalling the Years of Xiling", "Dong Xuan Jing", "Nanhua Collection", "Summary of the Sword Art School of Southern Jin Dynasty", "Wan" "Law Appreciation Dictionary" ...

He walked in front of the bookshelf and his eyes fell on the dense spine of the book. The shock was already lost. His hands in his sleeves shivered uncontrollably. He doesn't have to draw out these books to read, just look at the titles of these books to guess the contents.

That year he saved money for a long time, and followed the grain-losing team of the city to the Kaiping market ... While looking for a doctor for Sangza, he looked like a stinky dog ​​in all the bookstores in the Kaiping market, and finally let him find A copy of Taishang Induction, and then it would be a few years until it turned into a cup of ashes in a copper basin.

That year, he killed 17 horse thieves on Subi Lake and saved the Weicheng firewood team. The general asked him: What do you want? The soldiers and civilians in Quanwei City can gather money to find a Hongwan person to open XX buds. He held the thin and thickly read Taishang induction article in his hand and replied: I want to learn to practice and the general is speechless.

The cultivator next to Mangshan said you are not okay. "The military officer of the military appraisal shook his head. Elder Lv Qingchen sighed. The teacher of the Academy of Classical Arts patted his shoulder yesterday. He knew that there was a world in front of him. He told Sang Sang that it was okay, and he could shoot the whole world with his knife and arrow, but it was really okay, because he was not willing to watch the world shadow appear in front of his eyes, but he did not know what scenery there was.

Until he walked into the old school building of the college, he went up the stairs and then saw these dense books. He knows that it may be difficult for him to change his physical state through these books, but at least he can see what the world looks like. In the first sixteen years, he struggled with the book of Induction, just like holding the last A poor child with a potato, today he finally saw a large paddy field like the sea. Even though those paddy fields were still not his, he was really excited, even his eyes were warm and wet.

"Miscellaneous ..."

He stretched out his slightly trembling fingers to caress the spine of the book and said silently that at this moment he just wanted to share her mood with her at this moment, and probably only she in the world could understand his mood at this moment.

The bookshelves are full of spiritual books. He has set his own goals. Books like "Recalling the Tomb of Xiling" are certainly not the books he is eagerly reviewing, nor are materials like "Summary of the Sword Art School of Nanjin". He is now qualified to study things. He is not a good man. He knows that he can only look at the most basic things, such as the "Preliminary Exploration of Snow Mountain and Gas Sea" in front of his finger.

Just when the boat just pulled out the extremely thin booklet, a muffled sound suddenly sounded somewhere in the building. The students beside the bookshelf looked away, and saw a student who fell to the ground somehow, and his face was pale and white. His body kept twitching, and Bai Mo kept pouring out the corner of his mouth, looking terrible.

The four people wearing light-colored robes in the college came out of nowhere and walked to the fainting student, catching the catching feet and catching the feet, and working together at the same time, making the poor student like a chicken He picked it up like that, and then quickly ran to the stairs, as if he had practiced it countless times.

The students beside the bookshelves looked at each other, remembering the warning of the smile of the teacher in front of the old book building, feeling a sense of palpitations, but no one left, instead, more and more students came upstairs.

The students are young talents from all over the world. Like Ning Que, they are very curious about the mysterious world, and they have extremely strong confidence that they should be able to enter that world, so they continue to bow their heads in silence and take out the books on the shelf. Reading in silence, I do n’t know what to do.

There was another heavy muffled sound of falling from the ground, another young student's face pale and fainted, Ning Que looked at the person who was quickly lifted away, his mood became heavy and hesitant, but after all he was like the rest Like his classmates, unable to resist the temptation of the new world, he opened his heart and opened the book in his hand

The first sentence of "The First Exploration of Snow Mountain Qihai" is: "Heaven and earth have breath, it is for rest ..."

Ning Di looked down the handwritten ink nervously and intently. Suddenly he found that the writing in his eyes became blurred, as if someone put a piece of frosted glass between his eyes. He knew that this was probably Mr. Things that are warning outside the building, bite the tip of your tongue and forcefully wake up to continue reading.

"People are the spirits of all things, so they can understand the way of nature, and the will is the power and the power of thought."

With the reading, the handwriting on the thin book became more and more blurred, and gradually became a group of ink stains. He narrowed his eyes desperately, wanting to make the words in his eyes clearer, because he was too focused and frowned It started to ache faintly, and the blurry writing gradually drifted away from the paper!

"People's thoughts are in the brain, converging between the snowy mountains and the sea, and condensed into frost and dew into water.

The blurry inks drifted away from the yellowish paper, entered his eyes, and entered his mind, and became a wave of shocks, just like a long oar into the sea next to a sea boat, no Stopping the pestle stirred his brain, Ning Que did not feel pain, but found that his body began to shake with this agitation, his eyes became more and more blurred, and there was a feeling of boredom in his chest, like a seasickness to the extreme!

He snorted, forcibly closed the thin book in his hand, gasped in a hurry, and finally got rid of the mysterious dizzy world, took a few deep breaths, and gradually returned to calm.

There are a few places by the window beside the building, where a middle-aged woman in a tunic is sitting. No matter how many students fall down in the building, she seems to be unaware, but she concentrates on depicting her little knock on the case. However, after hearing the crackling of the book, she raised her head slightly frowning, looking at the pale Ning Que, and a strange color flashed in her eyes.

The female professor has been studying in the old book building for more than 20 years, and I do n’t know how many new students who have entered the college have lost their books. Until the last time, it is difficult to bear the mental shock, and she fainted, but like Ning Que, who has already started reading, he can It is extremely rare for people with strong willpower to control the mind to re-close the book.

Ning Que did not know that he had attracted the attention of the female professor. At this time, he was completely focused on this thin book. When he finished his breath adjustment, he felt that his mental strength had returned to normal, and he did not hesitate to reopen Open the cover of the booklet and continue to look down.

Just now he saw the word "Xiangan", so at this time he continued from the word "Xiangan", but this time when his eyes had just fallen on the word "Xiangan", he suddenly felt that the two ink characters floated in, directly Swayed into his own mind, aroused a very raging wave, a blast of thousands of mountain waves came over!

His hands and books were gone. He stared at the bookshelves in his eyes gradually sinking, and the books densely displayed in one place accelerated to sink. Finally, he saw the white roof, and then there was darkness, the deepest darkness on the bottom of the sea.

A carriage was parked at the entrance of Lao Bi Zhai, Lin 47 Lane, and the curtains were lifted. Ning lacked footsteps and walked down the carriage. He gave a hand salute to the coachman and the deacon of the academy in the carriage. "

The carriage drove away. "Ning Que took a deep breath, rubbed his still pale cheeks, walked into the shop, looked at throwing away the rag in his hand, and looked at his mulberry with curiosity, Qiang Yan said with a smile:" The Academy ...... It is really the best boat place in the world, but it is also the worst place.

Previously, he directly rejoiced in the old book building, and did not wake up until the carriage was about to enter the Suzaku gate. He didn't remember how he fainted, and what made him feel terrified and frustrated was that he even forgot what the book he was reading before he fell into a coma. No matter how hard he thought about it, there was no star memory in his mind.

"But I must warn you ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Those mysterious books that you are curious about can't be remembered and can only be understood. As for the truth, I still can't explain it. After all, manpower is sometimes poor. If you don't have the potential to practice, but Forcibly entering the book will lead to some very bad results. "

He now finally understands the true meaning of the warning that the academy taught in front of the old bookstore, and even vaguely guessed that the books on the bookshelves should be written using some kind of magical technique.

"There are many spiritual books in the old book building. I was thinking at that time, you should be there."

Ning Que looked at Sang Sang and remembered the picture when he was holding his weak body many years ago, like a little mouse running around the book stalls in Linping Market, and said softly: "But you have to read those books, it seems like It ’s a very troublesome thing, I feel like a mountain is standing in front of me. "

"Master, can't you go around?" Miscellaneous asked, with her small face raised and her frown frowning.

Ning Ding shook his head and looked at her quietly and asked, "We have discussed before, what if a mountain cannot go around?"

Sang Sang nodded vigorously and said, "Split the mountain." (To be continued)