There is a cool breeze and a heavy rain on a night.

In the bustling night city, the five-story carved-beam restaurant is intoxicating with the aroma of wine, the 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 flowing with joy and laughter, 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 made the wet windbreaker sway 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 one stick of incense, how long will we have to stand?"

"wait."

"Wait? Who are you waiting for?"

The monkey looked around and shook the rainwater, but there was no one else but the drunkard inside 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 are clues, there is a premonition that in the future... we will all face crises, and we must prepare 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 common and 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 magic circles, 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 rain 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 Reality to find the real library of the palace. Under the gaze of the Dragon Eye, the trajectory of the formation is clearly visible. He nimbly 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 soon becomes 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. There are tables, chairs and screens with carved dragons and phoenixes.

Beautifully gilded.

The truly valuable secret collection of books is in the underground palace, and the dragon chair 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 smell.

After finding the frequently touched parts and gently pulling them, the front of the platform rotated to reveal the steps, which extended downward 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, reclining on the dragon chair and putting one leg on the armrest is not a good idea.

Take a pot of green grapes and put it on the table, grab one, throw it up and eat it with your mouth. Leave the search for information to the clone. 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, men, women, and children were gloomy. In the main room, the scholar who had wanted to buy a paper umbrella before was lying in bed with a pale face.

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 there was a heavy rain. 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...

"Is anyone there?"

"Is the waiter Ma from Guifa Building here?"

"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 silent, 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.

Breathing is as heavy as a broken bellows in a blacksmith shop, very tired...

While walking, suddenly!

I saw a pavilion on the roadside in front of me, which contained the only fluorescent thing in the world. I had not 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 pavilion!

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 embody the stars of the Milky Way. Their luster was the only light in the world. They were like the treasures of 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 phantom 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 vaguely seen. He had almost finished flipping through all the books in the collection, and found many unidentifiable clues to be investigated.

The clone delivered 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 open and disappeared under the curtain of rain. When he left the palace, he gained a little 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 rich family wakes up. Perhaps the contact with the paper umbrella in the dream has brought some benefits and the 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..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu2uSay what you have to say as soon as possible, there is no need to worry about your family..."
Chapter completed!