The Sutra Pavilion is guarded and guarded by specialized personnel.
But it is very simple to borrow books from there.
Because the most important thing about the sect of Donghai Academy is the word "learning".
Not only to practice martial arts, but also to study literature.
Therefore, the sect stipulates that all disciples can borrow books as needed, and only need to make special registration and return them on time.
As for those books such as the collection of volumes and meanings, they are excluded from study and should be supervised more strictly by dedicated personnel. However, this is not a problem for Ding Lanjun. After all, she is the senior sister of a dominant family. In terms of seniority,
Wei Ziqing didn't even join the school earlier than she did, and he wasn't as senior as her.
As a result, the sisters who guard the Sutra Pavilion will naturally respectfully address Ding Lanjun as Senior Sister. With her status and rights, it will not be easy for her to find what she wants in it.
It was too late, but it was too soon. A quarter of an hour later, Ding Lanjun led Chunlei and Xiudong to the Sutra Library Pavilion.
When I was doing academic work before, it was often the senior sister who came to collect the corresponding books, so it was not surprising that she came here.
"Senior Sister..."
"Senior Sister, you are here...are there any cultural classes in the academy today?"
The guarding sister was a little surprised. According to the schedule, today the master has to worship heaven and earth, and all the disciples have to follow him to the top of the East China Sea. Since they don't study literature, what are they doing in the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion?
"hehe……"
Ding Lanjun smiled, but looked calm and composed: "There are no cultural classes today, but there will be classes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. After master takes a bath and worships heaven and earth, he is not allowed to use swords for the next three days. This is the rule of the master. I'm worried.
I'm too busy tomorrow and the next two days, and I really don't have enough time. I just have some time now, so I'll pick up the books first..."
"Oh, that's it..." The gatekeeper female disciple nodded.
"Of course……"
Ding Lanjun was on target: "If this does not comply with the regulations, I will not embarrass you, just go back..."
"Don't, don't, don't..."
The gatekeeper female disciple also knows that Jianghu is a worldly world.
What's more, what Mr. Ding Lan said was clear-cut and well-founded, so why didn't he just open the door for convenience? Convenience to others is to facilitate yourself. This truth is understood by all adults.
"How can I let Senior Sister Lan Jun go all the way in vain? Then Senior Sister, go get the collection papers. I'll just register later."
"Isn't this going to make things difficult for you?" Mr. Ding Lan was determined to get hold of him.
"It's not difficult..."
The female disciple smiled and shook her head: "Although the rules are strict, the three thousand female disciples in the academy are not outsiders. They are all brothers and sisters of the same family. Why is it so complicated? Senior Sister Lanjun, do you need my help?"
"No need, you can rest, the three of us will be fine."
"Okay then. Senior Sister Lanjun, you two, please..."
"Thanks."
Soon, Ding Lanjun and the two boys successfully entered the Sutra Pavilion.
She had long known where those collected volumes were hidden.
After entering, I first selected some books related to cultural courses that I really need tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
Then, seeing the opportunity, with Chunlei and Xiudong as cover, Ding Lanjun stepped away and jumped directly to the second floor of the highest bookshelf.
After finding the "Ancient Books of the East China Sea", he quickly found it and hid the book among other scriptures, confusing them together.
"Haha, done!" Ding Lanjun snapped his fingers.
The two people also exchanged glances with each other and quickly made "fake" registration records.
About half an hour later, two large frames of books were taken out of the Sutra Pavilion.
The female disciple guarding the door didn't notice anything unusual. After all, there had never been any accidents in the Sutra Pavilion for so many years.
"I will return it in time after I use it." Before leaving, Ding Lanjun made a special statement, pretending to be a businesslike person.
"Okay, Senior Sister Lanjun, you don't have to deliver it in person when the time comes. Just say hello and we will pick it up." The female disciple is also very sensible and knows that Ding Lanjun has an extraordinary status. Although looking at the current situation of the sect, her popularity is not as good as that of Hong Kong.
Wei Ziqing, the eldest lady of the mansion, but who can say for sure what will happen in the future?
To put it bluntly, what if the person who comes to power in the future is not Wei Ziqing but Ding Lanjun?
The only certainty in life is that everything is full of uncertainty.
In addition, many people in the sect believe that although the senior sister Ding Lanjun is a bit vicious, she can still speak well and is a decent person.
And Wei Ziqing... Although she is a decent person, under normal circumstances, she can't talk to her. The only reason is that she is too cold! Too cold, it seems that she never smiles at anyone, always
He looked as cold as ice and kept people away from him thousands of miles away. As a result, he naturally kept people at a distance.
…
After getting the dossier.
After returning to their residence, the three of them prepared and set off immediately.
Ding Lanjun opened the "East China Sea Ancient Books Volume".
As she browsed through the pages, her face became more and more ugly.
"This is too scary..."
From the joy of getting the ancient book file at the beginning, to the shock on his face, to fear, and then to the extreme fear after seeing the contents, Ding Lanjun almost trembled all over and became a little unsteady...
When he saw countless evil spirits guarding the God of War's mace, as well as some drawing annotations, Ding Lanjun felt that every hair on his body stood up. His whole body felt as if he was in an ice cellar, his cold teeth trembled, and he kept saying "嘘"
"Bang bang" sound.
The two young ladies were confused and hurried over to ask about the situation...
"Snapped!"
Ding Lanjun immediately closed the book, feeling a mixture of emotions in his heart.
He muttered to himself: "No wonder, he said that he wants to get the God of War Mace, even if he wants to get the Mace of the God of War, let alone a mere Wei Ziqing, even if the Master and she go to get the Mace of the God of War, even if it is the legendary top master of Yanhuang, Yang Ding
If you go to the sea to get it, you will probably escape death... This Wei Ziqing is really good at risking death..."
The two girls looked at each other in confusion: "Senior Sister Lan Jun, is this... the place where the East China Sea sinks into the God of War's trump card, isn't it scary?"
"Thousands of years ago, in the underwater world, there is no sunlight all year round. Evil things are like crucian carp crossing the river. The God of War mace is more like a radiator that attracts evil. It itself is both good and evil.
It is unimaginable that thousands of years have passed and how many unknown creatures have been nourished and gathered around the God of War under the deep sea. It is very scary..."
"Isn't that better?" Ma Zi became cruel, and she was extremely cruel. A wasp's tail is the most poisonous thing to a woman's heart.
Ding Lanjun raised his eyes and looked at the two of them.
The two horses said in unison: "She wanted to get the God of War's Mace on her own, and no one forced her to go? Besides, we were helping her. If we hadn't fetched the ancient books, she wouldn't have been able to find the God of War's Mace."
Isn’t it where it goes to the bottom of the sea?”
"That's right!" Another person added: "If Wei Ziqing doesn't die, you will be under pressure, Senior Sister Lan Jun. She must die..."
"This time, we should have won the bet." The female Mazai said: "When I went to the Sutra Pavilion just now, I watched their daily weather simulation and forecast. In the next three days, there will be strong winds on the sea and huge waves in the East China Sea.
...With the blessing of this extreme weather, I think the only hope of survival will no longer be lost...This time, Wei Ziqing has no hope!! Senior Sister Lan Jun, why are you hesitating!?"
"Senior Sister Lan Jun, we can set off, we are all ready, don't hesitate any more..." the two female horse boys urged.