After borrowing a large stack of parchment from the library administrator, Mrs. Pince, and adding a dozen quills.
Zhang Lingyu saw Brother Hu Xiuwu hastily reading "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" and "Encyclopedia of Toadstools" from cover to cover, and then sat quietly in his place with his eyes closed and meditating, still mumbling something, Chinese-English mixed.
As usual, he sat cross-legged on the chair, but then the hair on the top of his head suddenly grew, and soon his hair fell to the ground, as if he was wearing a smooth dark silk cloak.
The smooth hair squirmed spontaneously and became tangled into more than a dozen strands of black rope, twisting and turning like a dozen snakes that had just woken up from hibernation and finally came out to take a breath today.
A dozen braids as thick as a baby's arms, like the tentacles of an octopus, flattened the pile of parchment, flexibly rolled up the quill on the table, and started writing on the parchment at a speed that was as fast as it could be. Than a printing press.
In a quiet library, an enthusiastic person with more than a dozen tentacles is translating books for friends. The scene is warm and strange. Although it seems to be in a hurry, there is actually order in the busyness.
Yuanshen is translating books in Niwan Palace. More than ten hair tentacles are like pipes for outputting knowledge to the paper. There are also two braids standing high like tentacles, like two overseers, from time to time. The translated pages are sorted and sorted in order.
The picture is weird, but the work efficiency is amazing.
Before Zhang Lingyu could recover from the impact of the image that destroyed the three views, two Chinese versions of "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" and "Encyclopedia of Toadstools" were released.
Hu Xiuwu opened his eyes and reached out to touch his hair. His fingertips gently twisted dozens of hairs into black ropes as thick as pencil lead. Then the new hairs pushed the old hairs out of the pores, forming a tough rope. The black rope fell into Hu Xiuwu's hands.
Hu Xiuwu straightened the black rope with both hands and attached the sword Qi to the black rope.
The black rope attached to the sword qi penetrated the translated "Encyclopedia of Toadstools" as easily as a steel nail. It shuttled back and forth through the pages of the book like a snake, wrapped around the back of the book, and bound the pages together with the rope binding method. , and also used two blank pieces of parchment as book covers.
In the end, it turned into the familiar Taoist classics that Zhang Lingyu was familiar with.
The remaining "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Mushrooms" and "Magic Potions and Potions" were prepared in the same way and bound into books according to the ancient rope binding method.
His hair retracted and returned to its original fresh crop. Hu Xiuwu stacked three books aside and stared blankly at Zhang Lingyu:
"Here's the book you asked for."
Zhang Lingyu was excited and took the three thick books numbly, not daring to look at Hu Xiuwu. If he hadn't known about Hu Xiuwu's footsteps, he would have doubted whether Hu Xiuwu was a person transformed into a demon.
Even Quan Xing doesn’t have any weird style of painting!
Transforming hair into snakes is also a magical effect of "Huang Ting Sutra". With the improvement of his cultivation, Hu Xiuwu has become more and more in control of the physical body. He can freely change body shape, skin color, change the length of hair, manipulate hair to hold a pen and write, and even more Not a problem.
If one practices the "Huang Ting Sutra" to the extreme, it will be easy to transform into a little giant like Hagrid, and it will not be a dream to transform into a person with three heads and six arms.
Hu Xiuwu didn't pay much attention to the fact that he scared Zhang Lingyu. He thought that Zhang Lingyu would recover quickly from such a trivial matter.
But unexpectedly, this incident seemed to bring greater excitement to Zhang Lingyu than Hu Xiuwu imagined. Zhang Lingyu could not let go for a long time, looking at Hu Xiuwu from time to time, but he hesitated to speak.
Hu Xiuwu's senses were sharp, and the two of them were quite close, so Zhang Lingyu's small movements naturally did not escape his perception.
However, Hu Xiuwu didn't understand why Zhang Lingyu was so concerned about this matter.
It has never been Hu Xiuwu's style to keep things in his heart and hide them, so Hu Xiuwu covered the book and said bluntly: "Lingyu, why do you always stare at me and look like you are distracted."
"If you want to ask anything, you can tell me directly."
"Yeah! Hmm." Hu Xiuwu pointed out his actions directly, which caught Zhang Lingyu off guard and muttered not knowing what to say.
After a long while, he organized his words and asked Hu Xiuwu solemnly: "Senior brother, don't you think your form just now can easily cause other people to misunderstand?"
Hu Xiuwu said funnyly: "What's the misunderstanding?"
"If such a weird side is seen by others, wouldn't it make people doubt Shangqing's family style? Wouldn't it make people laugh at the teacher's character and laugh at him for teaching someone who can't abide by his true heart and is easily seduced by beauty? The disciple who made a big mistake!"
The more Zhang Lingyu talked, the more excited she became. In the end, she stood up from her seat with a red face and yelled at Hu Xiuwu.
Are you still talking about me?
Looking at Zhang Lingyu who looked excited, extremely excited and anxious, Hu Xiuwu complained in his heart.
It turns out that spiritual jade also has flaws,
Zhang Lingyu, who has been given high hopes by Longhushan and has always been regarded as the successor of Longhushan, still has inner demons that are difficult to let go under his gentle and jade-like appearance.
Perhaps it is because I don’t want to disappoint my elders that I have always been worried about my imperfections. This time I saw that Hu Xiuwu had the same ugly side as him, but it seemed to have no influence at all. In a moment of impulse, he lost his past. of peace.
Mrs. Pince, who was sorting books in the distance, heard the shouting here and couldn't help but get angry: "Quiet! This is the library. Even if you are guests of Hogwarts, you must abide by the rules of the library!"
When Mrs. Pingsi interrupted her, she and Zhang Lingyu calmed down. Realizing that they had lost their composure, they bowed deeply to Hu Xiuwu:
"It was Lingyu who offended me just now. Senior brother, please forget what you just said. I'd better go to the room and read these books."
Then he picked up the three translation books on the table and fled the library in a hurry, not giving Hu Xiuwu any time to speak.
Hu Xiuwu could only sigh and sit back down.
Judging from the situation, he must have been suffering from heart problems for some time, and I don’t know if the Heavenly Master has noticed it.
Even the Heavenly Master couldn't make him feel relieved. He was a person he had only known for a few days, and a brief exchange of words might not make him feel relieved. It was better to let Zhang Lingyu calm down.
Moreover, Hu Xiuwu also had doubts that needed to be answered.
A few days ago, while chatting with Hagrid in his wooden house, I heard Hagrid accidentally mention that Hogwarts was once infested by dementors. From his description, I felt that this was called a dementor. There is a familiar smell about the monster.
If it hadn't been for too many trivial matters in recent days, Hu Xiuwu would have come to the library to answer his questions.
If Hu Xiuwu remembered correctly, the last time he saw a similar creature was when the Ghost Tomb took him to attach to the snake god.
Seeing the lifeless Zhongshan, the evil ghosts wandering in the dead land.
How did the creature in the snake god's belly come to earth?
Is it possible that besides the ghost cave, there are other passages in this world that can lead to the snake god?
March, early spring.
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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.
The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.
It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.
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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.
The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.
The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate.
The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.
Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.
Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind.
The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness.
The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them.
There, a figure was lying down.
This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist.
The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.
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Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time.
It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the air.
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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog.
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