Cool breeze and heavy rain at night.
The five-story carved-beam restaurant in the bustling night city is intoxicating with the aroma of wine, candles and lanterns are bright, the rain outside the window is like a hanging curtain and the darkness is like ink, the sound of silk and bamboo is singing with joy, and the aroma of wine and meat is full of luxury.
On the ridge of the wooden roof, two dark figures, tall and short, can be vaguely seen with the help of the light from the distant pavilion.
The cold wind blew the wet windbreaker slightly, and the black clouds and electric snakes swam and instantly illuminated the capital city under the rain curtain, reflecting the snow-white pretty face under the hood. The person standing on the roof looked like a martial arts master, and the lightning illuminated the world and instantly returned to darkness.
The short black shadow scratched his lower back.
"Squeak, we've stood for a stick of incense, how long should we stand?"
"wait."
"Wait? Who are you waiting for?"
The monkey's head looked around and shook away the rain. There was no one else but the drunkard in the building.
Bai Yujun raised his head and stared at the palace.
"Waiting for the right time and doing things must be matched with good times and auspicious times to achieve twice the result with half the effort. This is ancient metaphysics. You don't understand. This is a profound knowledge. I hope that good luck can bring me good luck and find out about ancient times as soon as possible. There is a clue, there is a premonition that in the future... we will all face a crisis, and we must be prepared in advance."
Compared to going to the cultivating sect to steal the books, Bai Yujun felt that there would be more clues about the secular dynasty.
After all, the number of monks is small and the intelligence resources are limited. They guard the cave all day long, take pills and absorb spiritual energy, and the dynasty can collect more inconspicuous abnormal information from all over the world. After all, ordinary people are the most widely distributed in the world, and ordinary people have more contact with the imperial court. Not a high-minded monk.
He raised his head and looked through the black clouds to observe the stars and confirm the time.
"The time is up, let's go."
Rumble~!
A blast of thunder was deafening, and the roof of the building was empty...
The dragon-shaped Qiyun felt the aura of the ferocious beast in the sky above the imperial city and instinctively raised his head on guard, but soon felt nothing. He seemed to turn a blind eye to the two sneaky figures. In fact, the dragon-shaped Qiyun really could not see anything.
Melting into the wind and rain, it's like entering a deserted place.
The palace was guarded by many magical formations, and Bai Yujun and Monkey sneaked in like masters of martial arts.
With the cultivation of Taixian and mortals, combined with the skills of Jianghu thief, he easily walked into the palace under the cover of the rain curtain and went straight to the library. From time to time, he would get close to the palace maids and eunuchs and sneak into them by hanging on their backs.
At night, one of the palace maids and eunuchs felt a chill on their backs...
Come to the library hall.
Use the Eye of Truth to find the real library of the palace. Under the gaze of the Dragon Eye, the trajectory of the formation is clearly visible. He deftly avoids the rune chain and passes through the gap. He leads the monkey into the palace. The monkey who plays sneak for the first time is very excited. Walk silently, take off your shoes and walk barefoot.
Bai Yujun didn't care about the name of this country. There were countless countries in the main world. He just came in to take a look when he was passing by.
The library is empty and quiet. Occasionally, lightning illuminates the windows. The white light shines slantingly on the smooth floor tiles and then turns dark again. The anti-moth medicine has a strong fragrance. The bookshelves are spacious. There is a golden high platform in the middle of the first floor. Tables, chairs and screens are carved with dragons and phoenixes. Beautifully gilded.
The truly valuable secret collection of books is in the underground palace, and the dragon chair high platform is the entrance.
Perhaps to prevent monks, the design uses ordinary mechanisms, and some experts use royal luck to involve the entrance. Practitioners don't like to cause big problems, so they go to great lengths to collect books.
In a certain Bai's eyes, he was almost defenseless.
Sniffed the scent.
After finding the frequently touched parts and gently pulling them, the front of the platform rotated to reveal the steps, which extended downwards and were illuminated by luminous stones. At this point, the plan was completely successful. I threw a few clones down to look for books to read.
You're welcome, I reclined on the dragon chair and put one leg on the armrest, which is not the right way.
Take a pot of green grapes and put it on the table, grab one and throw it up with your mouth to catch it and eat it. Let the clone look up information, and you can't scan thousands of books at a glance, so take your time.
The monkey picked up a book and looked through it. Immediately, the monkey's eyes turned into cross-eyes...
Throw it to the back of your mind and lose interest.
The green tiles crackled, and the downpour was like a waterfall.
…
It rained heavily for three days and nights.
In the courtyard of a wealthy family in the city, the rainwater on the eaves of the patio turned into silver lines, and the dust was washed away, but the strong smell of the soup could not be washed away. The maids and servants were in a hurry, and the men, women, and children were gloomy. In the main room, the scholar who had previously wanted to buy a paper umbrella looked pale and lay in bed. He was sleeping deeply, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he occasionally turned around and looked like he was struggling in a dream.
When he was dying of an acute illness, he didn't know if he had a chance of survival because of his encounter with the dragon.
In my dream, I was transported back to that stormy afternoon.
The thinly-clad scholar walked in a familiar street at a loss, but it was different from the past. The sky was dark and depressing, as if a heavy rainstorm was coming. The bustling streets in the past were empty. There were no stalls, wine recipes, tea shops, and even brothels. The whole world Dull gray without a trace of color...
"anyone there?"
"Is the waiter from Guifalou Ma there?"
"Don't scare me... come out quickly..."
No matter how much I shouted, I couldn't find a single person, not even a pig, a chicken, or any living creature. It was dead silence, and it was not the familiar capital city.
Wandering aimlessly, wanting to go home but going in circles without realizing it.
He walked forward in despair, calling out to acquaintances in shops and restaurants from time to time, but there was still no response.
My breathing is as heavy as a broken bellows in a blacksmith shop. I am very tired...
While walking, suddenly!
I saw a pavement on the roadside in front of me, with the only fluorescent thing in the world. I hadn’t seen light for a long time and my desire to survive almost instantly increased. I didn’t care about my image and stumbled straight to the pavement!
When I got closer, I remembered that it was a roadside stall where umbrellas were sold for ten taels of gold. What was magical was that the nine exquisite paper umbrellas placed in the stall seemed to contain the stars of the Milky Way. They were shining and were the only light in the world. They were like treasures from the most immortal family. They were so close. , I suddenly felt that my fatigue was relieved, I felt refreshed, and I felt that I could save my life!
"Ten taels of gold... I understand... I am confused, that is spending money to extend my life and eliminate disasters..."
I looked up, but I couldn't see the stall owner.
At this moment, suddenly a distance behind him pulled him back and away from the paper umbrella. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it. He watched the light go away!
He thought he was the only one in this dark world.
However, high in the sky, there is a huge white dragon shadow watching everything...
In the library hall of the imperial palace, Bai Yujun, who was lying on a dragon chair with one hand on his head, yawned and curled his lips. He was not interested in the scene he had just seen vaguely. He had almost finished browsing the entire collection of books and found many unidentifiable clues to be investigated.
The clone brought the last useful ancient book to him.
"I'm so sleepy~ I've finished reading. The rain is about to stop. Let's go."
Picking up the sleeping monkey, he pushed the door and disappeared under the curtain of rain. When he left the palace, he gained a bit of royal luck. Although it was not much, it was still a reward for borrowing classics. As a merchant, he kept fair trade in mind.
At the same time, a dying person from a wealthy family wakes up. Perhaps contacting the paper umbrella in the dream has benefited him a little, and his symptoms have been alleviated a little. However, the female family members cried even more miserably when they saw this, thinking that he had returned to his former glory.
"Come...someone..."
"Woo... If you have anything to say, please tell me as soon as possible. There is no need to worry about your family..."
"I'm still...I'm not dead yet!"
