"Ah, so sleepy..."
Tian Sheng rubbed his aching eyes.
Maybe it was because I stayed up too late last night and smoked too much.
Therefore, he felt a bitter taste in his mouth when he just got up.
Fortunately, the cool and moist air in the mountains jolted his spirit as he just woke up from his sleepy dream.
At this time, if you have a bowl of hot rice noodles, pair it with two fried dough sticks.
That should be perfect.
Unfortunately, there is no such food in the mountains.
Moreover, based on Tian Sheng’s experience these days.
At this time, lunch was being prepared in the dining room.
The few stocks in the morning have been dealt with, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get any leftovers if I go to the kitchen at this time.
Therefore, Tian Sheng had no choice but to drink a pot of it, which was already cold and boiling, and then walked up the mountain.
The place he was in was specially prepared by the Taoist temple for visitors and other people to stay overnight.
But generally speaking, accommodation in the mountains is quite tight.
He was able to get a bed here for a long time because of the negotiation between the school and the Taoist temple.
Tian Sheng is a graduate student at Xiang Normal University, specializing in Taoist studies.
He has been fond of reading books about ghosts and ghosts since he was a child.
After his primary school teacher accidentally discovered that he had some talent for art, he was so happy that he took the time to teach him in his spare time.
He also completed his undergraduate studies in the Department of Fine Arts.
But all this changed after he saw an illustration in an ancient book in a dilapidated temple during his senior year.
"call……"
Tian Sheng rubbed his numb face.
There was no food in the stomach pouch, just a pot of cold water. By this time, the body temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.
He looked at the sparsely populated attic in front of him and couldn't help but shudder.
Next time I will buy more boxes of instant noodles...
Tian Sheng thought helplessly.
When engaging in art, it is inevitable that sometimes one loses track of time.
For those who are obsessed with it, this is a pretty wonderful thing.
However, there is obviously a difference between the views of the body and the brain...
This is the library in the Taoist temple.
According to the ancient name, it should be called Cangshu Pavilion or Cangjing Pavilion.
When browsing through the ancient books, Tian Sheng also saw many words like this.
But the strange thing is that Tian Sheng did not find any relevant traces in this library.
It's as if that library only exists among classics.
Maybe it was damaged during the war?
This is Tian Sheng's guess.
He tried to gradually restore certain truths from these books, which he considered extremely precious.
But Tian Sheng doesn’t know what the truth is.
Perhaps this is the joy of exploring the past like an archaeologist.
No one knows what lies behind the fog, a disappointing and absurd scam, or something indescribably terrifying.
"If you come here to get something or learn something, all you will gain is disappointment..."
In Tian Sheng's mind, the words that his mentor said to him when he met his mentor for the first time could not help but appear.
And what followed was that picture that he had copied so many times.
That, is a monkey...
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"Ah sneeze!"
Tian Sheng rubbed his nose and looked at the paper basket next to him that was almost full. He suddenly felt loveless.
I opened the chat group and found out that some of my friends had announced that they were single. Looking at myself who was still single, I couldn't help but feel a little gloomy again.
Went down the mountain for a big meal today...
Tian Sheng comforted himself in this way.
He is now on the second floor of this library, which contains some old and unique books.
It cannot be borrowed without the relevant permission.
Every time Tian Sheng came up, he would open a small door at the stairs.
After entering, you have to close the door.
Wouldn't it be cool if there was a fire or a ghost?
This is something Tian Sheng has always wanted to complain about.
He felt that if he did this, the fire protection would definitely fail.
Just now, he finished reading a book about ghosts from the Ming Dynasty.
To be honest, there is no obstacle for him to read this kind of horizontal traditional Chinese book.
But it would be a lie to say that he is not tired. After all, his reading habits are more modern.
And some other information mixed in it makes this kind of reading even more boring.
He is not a student of history or literature, so this information does not attract him.
Tian Sheng wished he could fast forward directly to the paragraph describing gods and ghosts.
Unfortunately, for a classic that is known for its subtleties and broad implications, any hasty skipping may lead to missing important information.
Therefore, this kind of reading is quite spiritual.
Tian Sheng glanced at his phone and saw that it was almost 12 o'clock.
By this time, there was already food in the dining room.
Tian Sheng packed up his things and prepared to have a meal first.
But just when he reached the stairs, he suddenly felt something in his heart.
He looked at the third floor, which he had never been to before and seemed to have no door, feeling a little curious.
What books are placed on the third floor?
Tian Sheng began to recall the instructions given to him by the Taoist priest in charge of the library.
However, the other party didn't seem to mention going to the third floor.
Why don't you go up and have a look?
Somehow, Tian Sheng carefully walked up the stairs.
He had never seen anyone come down from there, nor did he see anyone go up there.
On the second floor, occasionally some Taoists came to consult.
As for the third floor, it seems to be just a decoration.
Maybe, it's a utility room or a warehouse or something?
Tian Sheng was thinking as he walked.
It's better not to go there. If it were a warehouse, it would be ugly if someone thought it was a thief if something was missing.
Tian Sheng thought secretly in his heart.
But I struggled and struggled, but after a few steps of stairs, I quickly reached the top without stopping.
A half-open wooden door appeared in front of Tian Sheng.
Um?
Having reached this point, Tian Sheng sneakily ran to the wooden door and looked inside.
I saw a person sitting there reading in a bright attic.
It seemed that he felt Tian Sheng's gaze or heard his movement up the stairs.
The man raised his head and glanced at Tian Sheng.
Tian Sheng suddenly fell into a trance.
That look seems a bit familiar...
But who is it?
Tian Sheng felt that he had forgotten something, but for a while he couldn't remember it.
"Come in and sit down, you're not a stranger."
"I see you've been reading down there for a few days."
The man called Tian Sheng in.
Tian Sheng didn't know what to do, so he pushed the door open and walked in half-heartedly.
"Hello, sorry to bother you."
"I am Tian Sheng, a student who comes to the temple to borrow books for research."
Tian Sheng braved the embarrassment and some indescribable emotions and said bravely.
"Research?"
The man seemed a little curious.
"My name is Yi Chun, an experienced Taoist disciple in the temple."
He smiled and greeted Tian Sheng.
"Yeah, I always like these weird things."
"let me tell you……"
Perhaps it was because he touched on a field he was familiar with, and finally felt that he had something to talk about. Tian Sheng spoke eloquently.
He talked about why he fell in love with studying this field, and how he changed his major and embarked on this path.
The man just listened, nodded from time to time, and occasionally shook his head.
"You're tired, I guess you might have missed your meal."
"Fortunately, I'll treat you to some scraps."
The man suddenly interrupted Tian Sheng and said.
not good!
At this time, Tian Sheng was shocked to realize that it was already past one o'clock.
I'm afraid there's only leftovers left in the dining room, and I don't know if it can handle another meal.
The other party's words reminded Tian Sheng of the scene he had seen in the novel about monsters before.
At this time, if the other party smiled coldly and said:
"I'll just eat your heart, liver, kidneys and spleen. What do you think?"
He was going to suffer.
Fortunately, Tian Sheng has now passed the active stage of the second stage and is in the stress stage of the second stage of Schrödingerization.
Therefore, there is no movement on the surface.
And at this moment, the other party pulled out a huge flat peach out of nowhere.
Tian Sheng looked at the flat peaches with water droplets like mist condensed on them, and there seemed to be some kind of fragrance in the air...
This chapter has been completed!