It was still early, so Song Yu picked up the next material. With the senior's notes as a premise, Song Yu was afraid of missing important information, so he tried his best to read every subsequent note carefully.
He never expected that he would visit the library every day in the game. Song Yu looked at the book with very complicated emotions. Fortunately, most of the records of these seniors were quite interesting and not difficult to read.
Of course, there are also boring records, but Song Yu doesn’t need to read too many details, so it’s not difficult to accept them.
"Mr. Song."
Qi Liangtong's voice came from the side.
Song Yu turned around when he heard the sound and saw this young disciple standing beside him holding a food box and looking at him happily.
Song Yu was a bit unexpected.
His unexpected expression obviously made Qi Liangtong a little proud. He pointed to the token on his waist: "Master asked me to bring you lunch."
Song Yu almost couldn't keep the smile on his face. What on earth was this old man going to do?
Qi Liangtong didn't notice the change in Song Yu's expression, and was still taking out food one by one. Song Yu took a closer look... They were all food that he couldn't eat. "I just discovered that the master is really kind. He noticed that you didn't leave at noon, so he gave me the token because he was afraid that you would be hungry."
Song Yu was noncommittal about Yan Rui's assessment that he was a good person. He was still looking at the steaming food that he couldn't even eat. Qi Liangtong turned around and saw his staring eyes. He smiled and put the chopsticks into Song Yu's hands, urging: "Eat quickly."
How could he explain that he simply couldn't eat these foods? Song Yu sat cross-legged on the stool. After searching for a long time, he finally spotted a piece of garlic as a condiment and threw it into his mouth expressionlessly. Thanks to Xie Nanshi, he discovered that sometimes the side dishes of high-level delicacies can also be eaten.
Qi Liangtong looked at Song Yu in shock, as if he didn't expect that this young brother who talked so well would have such a strong taste, and he was a little stuttered when he spoke: "Garlic, is it delicious?"
Song Yu put down his chopsticks: "I'm just not very hungry. I wanted to use it as an appetizer, but it didn't seem to be successful."
Qi Liangtong's expression was still very subtle. He had never heard of garlic having appetizing properties. But Brother Song said there is...then let's just have it.
Seeing that Song Yu really didn't intend to use the chopsticks anymore, he quickly put the food box away again, and finally looked at Song Yu without hesitating to speak.
Seeing his expression, Song Yu could guess what the other person wanted to say. He was afraid that the child would be overwhelmed, so he said helplessly: "Just ask whatever you want to ask."
"Are you really not willing to be my junior brother?" Qi Liangtong looked at Song Yu with big tearful eyes. "I will definitely pamper you together with all the senior brothers and sisters."
Song Yu was already used to the tactful way of telling things between adults, and he never expected that his words could be so straightforward, so he was a little stuck for a while. And what's the point of being pampered by a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child?
But the child still looked at him eagerly, and he had to give a suitable explanation, otherwise he always felt that the baby was going to cry to him. Song Yu originally wanted to say that his meridians were abnormal and could not be cultivated, but he thought about it and changed it to a more acceptable explanation for a child: "I need to go down the mountain to help your peak master find someone, but Zangfeng has sealed the mountain, and all disciples cannot go down the mountain."
Sure enough, as the Peak Master's fanboy, Qi Liangtong easily accepted this argument. Although it was a pity that the big brother he liked could not stay here to accompany him, he still obediently took the food box and left.
"What kind of genius am I? Or the protagonist's treatment is effective, why are you so persistent in recruiting disciples?" If there weren't several plots behind that he was eager to leave, he would really want to stay and watch this great master. What kind of plot will be triggered when an elder accepts a disciple?
In order to avoid running into Elder Yan Rui who was eager to recruit disciples again, I also wanted to seize the time to find more information. Song Yu didn't leave until Yue Manxi Tower this time.
It did allow him to find a lot of specious information, as well as intelligence that was basically specific to the White Walkers. However, there is no record of Guixu in the books found so far.
When they returned to the main peak, Xie Nanshi was already waiting there. Hearing his footsteps, he looked over with doubtful eyes.
Song Yu was also tired. He sat on the stool casually, took out the collected books from the space and pushed them towards Jie Nanshi. At the same time, he took out a teapot, poured a cup of tea and put it in his mouth. After drinking, he sighed: "Your great elder is really a good teacher."
Xie Nanshi was looking through the books he brought back. Hearing this, his eyes looked at Song Yu with even more confusion.
"In order for me to become my apprentice, I also found a little helper." Song Yu said and complained to Xie Nanshi about his encounter with Qi Liangtong today.
Xie Nanshi frowned when he heard this. He had checked Song Yu's veins many times and knew that this person's meridians were weird and impossible to cultivate. Why does Elder Yan insist on accepting disciples? Could it be that he overlooked something else?
Jie Nanshi put down the book in his hand and stretched out his hand to Song Yu: "Give me your hand."
Song Yu didn't know why, but he still stretched out his hand obediently, letting Jie Nanshi use his spiritual power to explore his meridians. After this inspection, Xie Nanshi still did not find any solution to the abnormality of Song Yu's meridians.
But Jiange has thousands of years of foundation after all. He doesn't know how to solve it, but it doesn't mean that the great elder doesn't know. After all, Song Yu was once a famous figure. Would he really be willing to be an ordinary person in his next life?
Xie Nanshi thought so and looked at Song Yu with some confusion: "You... maybe Elder Yan can really solve the abnormality of your meridians."
"It can't be solved." Song Yu waved his hand and briefly explained the problem of his ability being limited by his level: "So the problem with my meridians is because I can't improve my level even if I practice. That means I haven't practiced at all."
Xie Nanshi was silent. He often forgot that he and Song Yu were fundamentally different. When he thought about it, Song Yu was really not suitable for apprenticeship. To avoid being mistaken by Yan Rui for a White Walker.
Song Yu saw that Nan Shi was no longer entangled, he held up the scroll again and asked: "Tomorrow, can I attend the funeral of Elder Ranshi?"
"Okay." Xie Nan Shitou looked at the contents of the book without raising his head: "There is nothing special about Zang Feng's funeral. Naturally, he did not refuse condolences from others. The only difference is that the sword was buried with its owner."
He thought for a while and added: "It would be nice to have someone I know to send it to."
Song Yu nodded, and his heart felt a little heavier when he thought of the old Taoist priest and the plot that Yong Xi seemed to have changed but not changed at the same time.
…
The funeral of the Zangfeng disciples was just as Xie Nanshi said. Although it was solemn, it was also simple.
Accompanied by the dull sound of the bell, the body of Elder Random was buried in the sword burial mound together with his sword that had never left his body.
In fact, the plot has changed. Song Yu stood on the periphery and watched this scene. At least this old Taoist priest had been wandering for more than ten years and finally... returned to his roots.
After finishing the funeral of the random elder, Xie Nanshi hurriedly reviewed Zang Feng's affairs, and then began to follow Song Yu in and out of the first floor of the sky. The two flipped through the book together, hoping to find more clues as soon as possible. Perhaps because of Xie Nanshi's presence, Yan Rui didn't come out to increase his presence in the past few days, which made Song Yu somewhat relieved.
According to the information here, the term "White Walker" first appeared more than fifty years ago. At that time, Jiange began to collect relevant information, and listed many categories and characteristics of White Walkers and beasts. Records from years ago have given relatively specific information classifications on the levels of ghosts and beasts. It was even deduced that the strange ghosts and beasts came from the cracks.
On the contrary, there was almost zero information about Guixu that they had been looking for.
"Could it be that Guixu is the collective name for these cracks, such as above the big river, in the dry swamp..." Song Yu read the information for several days in a row, and his eyes were dazzled, no matter how interesting and vivid the disciples wrote it , he couldn't even read it.
Xie Nanshi frowned and did not answer, still flipping through the information quickly.
Song Yu just complained casually and did not stop searching until...
"Does it say Guixu?!"
Song Yu jumped up from the ground, holding the notes in his hand and stuffing them in front of Jie Nanshi: "This senior said that when he was looking for strange ghosts, he saw a huge heavenly gate, and there were countless glowing cracks in front of it. ...It is very similar to the scene I saw. According to the year number, this was twenty-seven years ago. Look at this volume... and this volume! They are all from this year. In other words, a More than a hundred years ago, there were occasional strange beasts and ghosts in the world. But it was twenty-seven years ago that really made the monks realize that strange ghosts and beasts were not an occasional occurrence."
Song Yu talked for a long time and found that Xie Nanshi was looking at the notes in his hand with a shocked expression, seemingly not listening to what he said.
"Is there any problem?" Song Yu stopped outputting and asked with some uncertainty.
Xie Nanshi was silent for a moment: "This is my father's handwriting."
Song Yu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. Should they be happy that they finally found the suspected clue, should they celebrate that the clue came directly from Jie Nanshi's father's handwriting, or should they feel sad that the notes are still there, but the fate of the old friend is unknown.
The result of Song Yu's hesitation was that his face showed two completely opposite expressions of joy and sadness, which were somewhat distorted.
Xie Nanshi looked at Song Yu worriedly: "Did you find any problem?"
question? No problem, Song Yu came back to his senses in an instant. In front of him was the peak master who had supported the entire sword pavilion at a young age and could even change the system of the sword pavilion. He was also suspected of having an awakened mind.
pc, may not need his comfort.
Although he said this, Song Yu couldn't help but say: "Since there are similar records in uncle's notes, it proves that our previous inference is correct. If we follow this clue, we will definitely find the person."
Xie Nanshi hummed softly, but it was a pity that the old pavilion master only wrote about this place, but did not clearly write down where the place was.
But yes, this is a game after all, how can it give them a chance to go straight to the goal. Song Yu thought regretfully and threw himself into the sea of books again.
