Lu Jing thought he had returned to the academy's library, but when he took a closer look, he found that there was a big difference between this library and the one in the academy.
The library he is currently in is larger than the one in the academy, and it seems to be much older. It is made of a large number of stones. Each stone is more than two feet long and wide. It looks like Quite magnificent.
Especially when the people inside look up, the visual impact brought by the more than ten feet high roof is also very shocking.
In addition, there are rows of bookcases for storing books around Lu Jing. Because the library is not layered, in order to utilize the space in the building as much as possible, the bookshelves are also built very high.
Even if there was a ladder, it would take a long time to climb up to the top of the bookshelves, so the people who built this library seemed to have no idea how troublesome it would be for people who came to borrow books.
Thinking of this, Lu Jing's heart suddenly moved. He tried to get rid of distracting thoughts and silently read a book he had just read. Sure enough, the next moment there was movement on a bookshelf more than ten steps away from him.
A book flew down from above and landed neatly in his hand.
Lu Jing glanced at the name of the book. It was exactly the one he was thinking of just now.
Then Lu Jing seemed to understand something, paused, and walked towards the library.
He passed through the maze-like bookshelves and finally arrived at the center of the library, where a beam of sunlight fell through the stone window on the roof and shone on a table.
Behind the table is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his early forties. His face is a little pale, his frame looks big, but he doesn't have much flesh on his body. He is also holding a book in his hand.
The book is called "Monk's Nemesis".
The middle-aged man's brows were furrowed, as if he had encountered some problem. Even when Lu Jing walked up to him, he didn't notice. He just kept muttering, "This doesn't make sense... This doesn't make sense. "
Lu Jing coughed and asked shamelessly, "What do you think of this book?"
"It's a mess and I don't understand it." The middle-aged man replied subconsciously. After coughing a few times, he continued, "What you wrote has no other use except for absorbing the monk's secret power. The words are obscure and difficult to understand, and the writing is very boring, just like a notice issued by the court, but...
He changed the topic and said, "This book is not without merit. At least the atmosphere is well created. It makes people feel scared to read it, but I still don't understand. The little girl in the book wanted to find her own hand and wrote a book. Forget about the book, why did you write this book?"
"For my own use, of course."
There was no one else here, so Lu Jing admitted it generously.
"Is there anyone these days who thinks they have too much secret power?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, but before Lu Jing could answer, he continued, "You just write books, why do you still do it?" Want to change the stories in other books?”
"Do you think I changed it badly?"
"Of course it's not good!" The middle-aged man got angry when he mentioned this. He threw the "Monk's Nemesis" on the table, blew his beard and glared, "I included you in the book just to give you a small punishment. , to avenge you for trying to burn me and writing graffiti on me, you guy, why did you change the story in the book without saying anything?!"
The middle-aged man's tone became increasingly sad and angry at the end, as if Lu Jing had done something heinous and bad. After that, he couldn't take a breath and started coughing again.
Lu Jing spread his hands and said, "I think those stories of yours are too bitter and hateful, so I changed them to make them more fun for you. Besides, I was playing a character in the book at that time, and I don't have any masochistic tendencies."
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged man's hands trembled angrily, "These books are treasures left by our predecessors, and you cannot change a single word!"
"If you don't like it, why don't you just change it back yourself?" Lu Jing said nonchalantly.
However, the middle-aged man became even more furious when he heard this, "Would I still be so angry if I could change it?!"
Lu Jing did not argue with the middle-aged man anymore, but looked around again and found that the books on each bookshelf were neatly arranged by category, and there was no dust on the shelves.
So he asked, "Did you also work as a secretary during your lifetime?"
"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded and said proudly, "When I was a secretary, the library never walked through water or suffered from dampness. The most important thing is that everyone can quickly find the books they are looking for."
"So is this your obsession?" Lu Jing looked strange, "Let everyone get the books they want quickly and easily. How did you die in the first place?"
"I have always been in poor health. I went to see a doctor and was told that I had tuberculosis and cough. My family asked me to rest, but I couldn't let go of things in the library. After all, no one else knows the books in the building as well as I do."
The middle-aged man said, "In the end...I ended up exhausted in the library."
"…………"
"Let me guess, you were still thinking about the books in the building until you died?"
"Exactly," the middle-aged man sighed, "I was worried that the person who succeeded me would not do a good job and could not organize the books in the building. This was my last thought before I died. I didn't expect that because of this thought, I would also Trapped in the world for hundreds of years.”
"Wait a minute..." After he finished speaking, Lu Jing's expression changed, remembering what happened after he encountered the murder secret book before, "You must have released your obsession in your current state, right?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, all the anger on his face gradually disappeared, and his expression became calm again. He clasped his hands together and said, "As expected of a disciple of the academy, since you already know what happened to me, then you can save me." A lot of talk.
"Although there are still 10,000 volumes of books in the academy library, they have all been rewritten by you, which means they are no longer books that everyone needs. So thanks to you, this residual memory of mine has finally been No need to be imprisoned here anymore.”
Lu Jing was also dumbfounded after hearing what the middle-aged man said.
No, not long ago, he just made the otherworld. Will the weird things in the library disappear because of him? So in the future, everyone will have to do it themselves when looking for books. How should he tell Huang Supervisor? Talk to Su Tixue? !
Thinking that he was going to make another big mistake, Lu Jingyou complained, "I told you that you had to leave?"
"This... obsession has been resolved, and the rest of the matter is not up to me." The middle-aged man scratched his head and said, "But in return, I can agree to a condition for you. I will help you summon something from the book and keep it in this world forever. .”
