Eyes closed and opened.
Tang Zhao still appeared in a hall.
This is the second time he has come here, but the first time he knows the name of this hall.
Xuanji Tower—Long Yuan’s library, is a suitable name for Qixing Long Yuan.
The hall has no windows and no obvious lights, but it is very bright. The light from the roof is soft, which is perfect for reading. Surrounded by ceiling-to-ceiling shelves, look up and reach the high ceiling. Books are neatly arranged on the shelves, square and square, with almost no gaps.
Tang Zhao knew that the texture of those books was real, and he could even smell the smell of book ink, but he couldn't take down even one of them.
From this point of view, this place is a dream after all.
In the center of the hall, there is a large book floating, half a person tall, with an old binding and an ancient charm.
Tang Zhao knew what it was. It was a general reading tool used to check and obtain books. Just click a little and the required information will fly down naturally. He had been immersed in research here before and was used to using it.
He flipped the pages of the book familiarly, and there was a faint light floating on them, but there was not a word on the page.
What are you looking for?
There doesn’t seem to be anything I want to check, so let’s just look at history.
He moved his fingers slightly——
"Are you here again? What are you looking for here?"
An old voice sounded, echoing in the empty pavilion.
Tang Zhao's back went straight and he was startled——
It was a real jump, and I almost jumped up.
"who?"
Turning around suddenly, he stared at the bookshelf behind him.
You know, he has been quietly staying in this library for several months, how could he not know that there is no one here?
Dong Dong——
Heavy footsteps sounded.
A giant turtle slowly emerged from behind the bookshelf. The heavy tortoise shell was almost as high as Tang Zhao's head. Its head was ugly and its skin was wrinkled. It was very similar to Mr. Turtle, except that the round bean eyes were not turtle-like. He is so dark, but it is covered with a layer of turbidity from the years.
Faced with such a strange beast, Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be the elder of the turtle clan."
Is this the change that Turtle made?
Also put a turtle in the library?
etc……
Tang Zhao suddenly realized something was wrong and said: "Just now you said... that I came again? Were you here when I came before?"
The giant turtle's voice was slow and said: "Ah, wasn't that just yesterday? If I wasn't in the Xuanji Building, where would I be? I was there when the building was built, and it's been four hundred and twenty years now. I haven't been absent even a day. What don't I know about Xuanji Tower? You are a good student. I saw you burying your head in thousands of volumes and concentrating on it, like a scholar. You remind me of Chen Ju."
Tang Zhao was stunned and a little confused.
What’s confusing is, is this giant turtle added by Mr. Turtle or is it already here? I am also confused, is this a dream or is it connected to reality?
Then, he asked along the way: "Then... who is Chen Ju?"
The giant turtle said: "Ah, that's Beichen. He's also the ancestor of Long Yuan. I still remember the first time we met on the water. I carried the sword from the bottom of the water. He made an agreement with me to build a large sect that will not fall down for a thousand years. , forge a thousand divine swords that span the wilderness."
Tang Zhao listened silently, and the giant turtle said: "It's a pity that Long Yuan didn't do as well as we agreed. But it wasn't too bad. At that time, the dream was always perfect. After these years of ups and downs, I knew that I could It's good to be alive and to exist. How can you ask for too much? Just like you. I hope that an outstanding young man like you is a disciple of Long Yuan, but unfortunately you are not, which is also a small regret of mine. But Aren’t you? Don’t Longyuan also have many new generations that are growing up? There are many regrets, big and small. Some of them are still cherished after many years of thinking about them, but most of them have been forgotten. It doesn’t matter when you think about it. "
After all, it seemed a little tired and seemed ready to go back to the bookshelf.
Tang Zhao hurriedly said: "Please wait. Mr. Gui Lao, can I check the historical records of Long Yuan?"
The giant turtle didn't look back and said, "Okay, come with me."
After saying that, he walked around the bookshelf with heavy steps.
Tang Zhao followed it and went around the bookshelf.
At this time, he was sure that this Xuanji Tower was indeed different.
Tang Zhao had been here for several months before, and of course he had tried to visit every corner. He was very sure that this house really only had one floor, and the surrounding bookshelves were like posters, firmly embedded on the wall, and there was absolutely no way around it. . To adjust books, you can only use the reading instrument. So even in the dream, he knew very well that this was an illusory place.
But now, this place has really become a library, and it is suddenly accessible. After the bookshelves, there is a new space with stacked bookshelves. The bookshelves coiled back and forth like a horned dragon. He also saw various books such as bamboo slips, jade slips, and brocade silk appearing on the bookshelves, instead of being filled with rigid square spines.
This place looks more and more like a real library.
The giant turtle came under a bookshelf, and with a slight tap, several thick books flew down automatically. From this point of view, it had the same responsibilities as a reader.
"The book is here, you can read it."
Tang Zhao thanked him and sat on the table and chair in front of the shelf. With a light touch, refreshments were automatically placed, just like before. There is no hunger in the dream, but the taste can relieve the body and mind.
He read silently, turning page after page without making any sound. The giant turtle was standing under the bookshelf, with a book floating in front of his eyes. The pages moved automatically without any wind, and he was actually reading a book.
After a while, Tang Zhao suddenly raised his head and said, "So is the sacred beast of the former emperor also a turtle?"
The giant tortoise raised its layered eyelids and said: "The previous dynasty? Wei? They respected Xuanwu, the four-image mythical beast. Me and other turtles can't reach such heights."
Tang Zhaodao: "It's Xuanwu. The former dynasty respected the virtue of water, so no wonder Xuanwu is revered. But nowadays, they are just dismissed as turtles." As he spoke, his eyes became sharp and he said: "So the old people of the former Wei Dynasty rebelled against the party. Known as the 'Turtle Bandits'!"
The giant turtle sighed leisurely: "Don't keep saying this, it doesn't always sound right to my ears."
Tang Zhao apologized with a smile and flipped through it again. After a while, he asked again: "Is the Seven-Star Stove really broken?"
The giant turtle sighed: "It was shattered in that catastrophe. What a sin. There is no such good sword furnace in the world."
Tang Zhao said: "Is the Seven-Star Furnace the best in the world? How does it compare with the legendary Great Fortune Furnace?"
The giant turtle shook his head and said: "I don't know, I have never seen a creation furnace. But even if the Seven-Star Furnace is broken into several pieces, it is still extremely precious. It is enough to calm a person's heart when forging a sword."
Tang Zhaodao: "Iron Forge is said to have picked up the fragments of the Seven Star Furnace? And built a large movable fortress based on it? It openly swaggered through the market, bullying Long Yuan to close the door, and asked for nothing. Now Long Yuan has paid Don’t you know how to restrain yourself? No wonder you are called a thief.”
This is just an anecdote recorded in a book, not conclusive. If there are really fragments of the Seven-Star Furnace in Ironforge, then Long Yuan can certainly be called a "thief", but there is a group of people who can also. After all, the Seven Star Furnace was not built by Long Yuan himself, it was the essence of the former Wei court.
From this point of view, isn’t it possible that the mastermind behind the scenes is ready to emerge?
Tang Zhao finally had a firm idea, and read several history books from different sources in detail. He identified useful information from them, screened and spliced them together, and finally found the answer he wanted.
However, even at the end, there was one question that he could not find an explanation for.
"Then what does Beihai Yuanji Palace have to do with the former Wei Dynasty and Long Yuan?"
The giant turtle rolled its cloudy eyes and said: "Huh? Beihai? Isn't that the land of transformation? Why do you mention it? I heard that the Beihai Yuanji Palace was built on the extreme northern ice sheet, and it rarely visits the Central Plains. What does Neng have to do with the former Wei Neng? It is even more incompatible with Long Yuan. Why do you think it is related?"
Tang Zhao frowned. The giant turtle was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. It said no, and presumably there would be no record in the book. "But King Xiaoguang...could it be a personal enmity?"
The giant turtle whispered: "Do you have any grudge against Yuanji Palace? That won't be easy either."
Yes, who has a personal enmity with Yuanji Palace?
Unexpectedly, things went smoothly and nine out of ten cases were solved in one go.
Tang Zhao still has a lot of time. However, I stayed in the building for several months before, which took a lot of mental toll. I didn't plan to stay for so long this time. Just stay for a month and read more books.
"Turtle... Ancestor." He remembered that the Turtle clan likes to call his seniority, "Please help me choose some books about the Demon Cave."
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At this time, Ju Tianxuan, who was physically and mentally exhausted, sent Zhu Yang, who had just recovered from his serious injury and turned pale, to the lower part of the sacrificial wine room, which was the Tianzi No. 1 room in the guest house.
"Mr. Tuo." The leader of Tianxuan looked serious and said in a businesslike tone: "I will leave the forum to you tomorrow. It must be shocking and make ghosts and gods eclipse."
Although Zhu Yang was weak, his spirit was still stable. He said calmly: "I know. The look on your face clearly tells me that if I can't shake the world and cry ghosts and gods, he will make me see ghosts and gods."
Ju Tianxuan twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he was about to smile kindly, but in the end he did not laugh. He only said: "You are the sacrificial wine, how can we touch the sacrificial wine we invited? But you should be calmer, obviously your enemy is not capable. Xiao, if you act rashly again, our Longyuan secret medicine is limited, and we may not be able to save you again."
What she said was mean, and Mr. Tuo's face turned red, but he seemed to have a little blood. He glared at Ju Tianxuan fiercely and walked upstairs.
Ju Tianxuan naturally knew that she had angered him, but she didn't take it seriously. Ever since she realized that he had plotted against a junior with his own hands and failed, she had no respect for him anymore. Are these shameless and incompetent people still justified?
It's just that the Fuhui meeting hasn't ended yet, so I still want to make a fuss with him.
Mr. Tuo rushed to the front of the building angrily, closed the door, and his expression actually calmed down, and the anger on his face just disappeared, as if it was all fake.
He gently stroked his empty sleeves, revealing a bit of joy. It was the relief of having avenged a great revenge and letting go of the shackles.
Suddenly, he was slightly startled and saw a corner of white peeking out of the inner door.
what?
Why did someone enter his house?
The first thing Zhu Yang thought of was Long Yuan - did Long Yuan actually doubt him and search the house privately?
He was furious, and then he thought of something and sneered: Searching casually, do you think you can find any flaws? There was nothing suspicious about his house.
Pushing the door open slightly, he saw what was in the white corner: it was a letter, lying on the floor.
Inexplicably, a dark cloud passed through his mind, and he had a bad premonition.
He knelt down and took out the letter. Before he could get up, he squatted on the ground and read the letter.
After just one glance, his face turned pale and he looked around nervously.
Then, Zhu Yang gritted his teeth and read on. The more he looked, the more discolored he became, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, and in the end, only a gray mess remained.
