Included!
Zhong Wen muttered something silently in his mind.
In the "Miscellaneous Studies" column on the bookshelf, a book titled "Three Dogs Fishing Diary Volume 1" appeared immediately.
This is a serious paper book, and it is no longer presented as a tortoise shell.
Zhong Wen scanned the books with his spiritual sense and found that the originally obscure oracle bone inscriptions had turned into Chinese characters that he could understand. He felt happy, but after reading it, he was dumbfounded.
"On Wuwu Day, catch three fish, eat one for yourself and give two to others."
"On Wuchen Day, catch five fish, eat two for yourself, and give three to others."
"On Wuyin Day, I will catch four fish, eat one for myself, and exchange for a bamboo basket."
"On the day of Renwu, there was a strong wind and waves, but nothing was gained."
…
The so-called "Three Dogs Fishing Diary", as the name suggests, is really the fishing diary of a person named "Three Dogs". Apart from recording the date, quantity and purpose of fishing, there is nothing else in the entire article.
The content can be said to show the three words "running account" to the extreme.
A whole tortoise shell was filled with such concise and concise contents, but it was only the "first volume". Zhong Wen was disappointed and somewhat speechless.
After being stunned for a long time, he came back to his senses and reached out to pick up the other turtle shells at his feet.
"I found the 'miscellaneous' book "Three Dogs Fishing Diary Volume 2", do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'miscellaneous' book "Three Dogs Fishing Diary Volume 3", do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'miscellaneous' book "Three Dogs Fishing Diary Volume 5". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
…
Sure enough, what was recorded on these turtle shells was the wonderful follow-up to Sangou's fishing diary. There were ninety-seven volumes, but they were not complete. The content of each volume was very different, and there was no nutrition at all.
, which shows how monotonous and boring this three-dog life is.
This is the life of ancient human beings? It is really simple enough.
Isn’t it claimed that everyone has amazing strength, that each one of them can tear apart a divine dragon with their hands and step on a phoenix?
How come you only catch a few fish a day?
Was it because there were too few fish at that time and it was hard to find them, or were ancient fishes equally powerful, comparable to mythical beasts?
Zhong Wen didn't think about it for a long time, so he simply shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he turned around and picked up a wooden board full of words and rubbed it gently with his hands.
A book called "Muzi's Logging Log Volume 3" immediately appeared on the bookshelf in his mind.
The book records the daily quantity and use of wood cut by an ancient human race named Muzi. The format is very similar to Sangou's fishing log, and is equally uninteresting.
Just like this straightforward description of three hundred today and five hundred tomorrow, Zhong Wen actually found a whole hundred and thirty volumes. He couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart that the patience and persistence of the ancient humans were indeed far beyond the reach of modern people.
Then he collected similar contents from some animal skins and stones, such as "Er Niang Weaving Records" and "Wulang Animal Husbandry Records".
As we continue to delve deeper into the secret library, the materials of books gradually changed from primitive materials such as turtle shells, stones and bones to artificial artifacts such as silk and bamboo slips. The writing also transitioned from oracle bone inscriptions to bronze inscriptions, small seal scripts, and even official scripts, and gradually became
It can be read.
What made him happy was that both the oracle bone inscriptions and the bronze inscriptions seemed to have been judged as Chinese characters by the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion", and there was no obstacle to their inclusion.
The evolution of writing is naturally accompanied by the progress of civilization, and the contents of books are becoming more and more complex. They are no longer just simple daily records, but gradually involve tribes, countries, societies, economies, politics and even wars.
There is a super plug-in called "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion", and these ancient books seem to be large in size, but in fact they have very little content. Zhong Wen flips through it as if he has the quantum wave speed reading method. With a sweep of his consciousness, he can read the contents of dozens of books.
The words are all imprinted in my mind, so clear and profound, as if they are innate knowledge, and it is difficult to forget them.
Zhong Wen walked and collected all the time. The bookshelf in his mind kept filling, but there was never any content related to martial arts and spiritual skills.
The ancient world and the modern world of cultivation seem to be two completely separated parallel worlds, with no overlap at all.
Grandma, this trip is really for nothing!
Such a thought came to Zhong Wen's mind instinctively, and his disappointment was palpable without any concealment.
But as he read more and more books and gained a deeper understanding of the ancient human race, his face became less impetuous and more solemn. A feeling that he had never experienced before quietly came to his heart.
Can't go away anymore.
The weight of history!
For such a short moment, he actually had some sympathy for the so-called merits and virtues in Xie Zhi's mouth.
Of course, he is not a profound person, and the reason why he keeps reading books is not to understand history.
There is only one reason that really supports him.
There are so many books here!
Perhaps it is because the materials of ancient books are so primitive and crude that there are not even a few words written on each volume. As a result, people just record some simple things and often write dozens or hundreds of volumes.
Each volume in it will be individually judged as a book by the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion". In this way, the secret library piled up like a hill is no less than a priceless treasure in Zhong Wen's eyes.
Once all these books were included, Zhong Wen could hardly imagine how large the number of books he had included would reach.
At least once the lottery is drawn, there should be no suspense.
As a result, he decisively activated his soul power, closed his eyes tightly, and moved quickly through the secret vault with his body movements like lightning. His right hand kept stroking the books made of various materials around him, trying to collect everything in his mind.
"I found the 'Miscellaneous Studies' book "Wen Jun's Miscellaneous Notes on Courtship". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'Miscellaneous Studies' book "A Fei's Meat List". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'miscellaneous' book "Tribes and Alliances", do you want to include it? Yes/No."
…
As the number of books in the collection continued to increase, Zhong Wen's eyes became brighter and brighter, with a faint light of expectation flashing in his eyes.
Close, close!
Almost enough!
Although there was no detailed count, his intuition told him that after collecting a large number of books, he was no longer far away from the next lottery.
Under the unparalleled pressure of the Heavenly Eye Cultist, he had never been so eager for a chance to draw lots at this moment.
After all, a reward may directly reverse the current passive situation.
As soon as his fingers barely touched a scroll of bamboo slips, Zhong Wen's expression suddenly changed drastically. His feet swayed, and his whole body instantly floated several feet sideways. He turned to look at the entrance of the secret library, his eyes full of wariness.
I saw a white figure appearing at the door at an unknown moment, moving silently, like a ghost, and almost not even him noticed.
Astonishingly, it was the leader of the Sky Eye who knocked him down from the bottom of the tower not long ago!
At this time, he wore a new white mask on his face, but there was no mysterious eye drawn on it. It was obviously a temporary substitute. The aura on his body was looming, strange and unpredictable. It was not very powerful, but it was
It gave people an inexplicable feeling of panic.
"I've been waiting for a long time but you haven't come up yet."
Seeing Zhong Wen turn around, the leader of Tianyan said calmly, "I didn't expect that I was wasting my time here."
"Master, I've been waiting below for a long time, but you haven't come after me."
Zhong Wen grinned, with a hint of joking flashing in his eyes, and replied with the same sentence pattern, "I was bored, so I had to come here to look for clues."
"Looking for clues?"
The leader of Tianyan was stunned for a moment, "What clues can be found in this library?"
"So much information about ancient human races is recorded here."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "How can Bao Buqi find your weakness?"
"wishful thinking!"
The leader of the Heavenly Eyes replied coldly, then took long strides and rushed towards his direction, "I have no weaknesses!"
damn it!
Mr. Tianyan doesn't come early or late, but he chose this time to come!
Just a little bit closer!
You almost get the chance to draw lots!
Looking at the domineering leader of the Heavenly Eyes who was approaching step by step, Zhong Wen cursed in his heart, with a hint of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
"Old man Tianyan, get out!"
Just as he was about to raise his sword to meet the enemy, a clear and sweet female voice suddenly came from outside the secret library.
The leader of the Heavenly Eyes stopped, then turned around and looked at the entrance in front of Zhong Wen, as if he was not afraid of his sneak attack at all.
"Get out of here, Auntie!"
The voice sounded again, and a vast and majestic momentum surged from outside the door, like a tornado passing through, causing the white hair of the leader of the Sky Eye to flutter and his long robe to swell.
"Girl Lin."
Recognizing Lin Xiaodie's voice, the leader of Tianyan slowly spoke, "Since you want to see me, why don't you come in?"
"Auntie, I have already laid a dragnet outside."
Lin Xiaodie's silvery giggle suddenly came from outside, "Are you scared?"
"Is it?"
The leader of Tianyan sneered, and he actually left Zhong Wen behind, took a big step, and rushed out of the door like lightning, "I want to see what tricks you can do!"
Do you want to go out and help her?
Seeing the leader of the Sky Eye being led out by Lin Xiaodie, Zhong Wen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly hesitated.
Fluttershy!
hold onto!
wait for me!
After a moment of hesitation, a determined light suddenly shone in Zhong Wen's eyes, and then he turned around and fiercely grabbed a roll of bamboo slips at his feet.
"If the number of books entered reaches one million, please draw lots to get rewards: 1. Surprise or surprise; 2. That little bit of style; 3. One glance for thousands of years."
About half a moment later, a line of small words suddenly popped up on the bookshelf panel of the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".
This chapter has been completed!