Not long after, a beautifully shaped pavilion-style building appeared in front of Si Yuan's eyes.
At the corners of the eaves, the eaves are raised high, like a bird spreading its wings and soaring into the sky.
The tall and majestic overall frame carries a calm and solemn atmosphere.
"The library inside the Han Palace was originally here." Si Yuan stood on the top of a palace, overlooking the surroundings.
The continuous rain curtain obscured his figure.
This made him invisible to all the Korean soldiers patrolling around.
He just stood quietly on the top of the palace, watching the two patrol teams below getting closer and closer, then passing each other, and gradually moving away from each other.
"Good opportunity!"
Take this opportunity.
Si Yuan, who was standing at a high place, jumped down, lifted up Xuan Bing's inner strength, controlled himself, and flew like a big bird in the sky.
After falling to the ground, his body shape and posture changed instantly.
It is also like a flexible fish, scurrying into the vast river and ocean, and flowing down the river. All movement and movement are silently hidden within the sound of wind and rain.
Feel the wind and move with it.
Si Yuan's body was like a ghostly phantom, rushing through the dark rain curtain, and quickly arrived at the entrance of the library inside the Han Palace.
He stood behind a thick pillar, then let go of his mind and penetrated into the interior of the library.
Carefully search for the custodian responsible for guarding the library.
"I found it. I was hiding in a corner and secretly taking a nap..."
Si Yuan did not alarm the other party.
Instead, he uses his own spiritual thoughts to remotely interfere with the opponent's spirit through the air, further inducing him to fall into a state of mental hypnosis.
Soon.
The library manager, who was still secretly taking a nap, felt more and more sleepy, and his eyelids were heavy as if he was about to fight.
Yawning, his arms rested on the desk.
Then I lay down subconsciously and started to sleep.
After waiting for a while, the manager of the library began to snore slightly from his mouth and nose.
"Sure enough, as I expected, the Han Palace does not attach much importance to places like the Library Pavilion."
"However, South Korea's declining strength also has a lot to do with its lack of defensive strength, and it is not very strong yet."
"Even if you have the intention to protect yourself, it's not enough..."
Si Yuan walked out from behind the pillar and reached out to push open the library door.
After entering it, he closed it again with his backhand. He came to the library manager who fell into a deep sleep of mental hypnosis and felt it carefully for a moment.
Then he took off the large waterproof box on his back.
He took out a powerful smoke from it, opened the lid, and placed it under the nostrils of the library manager, letting him breathe hard for a long time.
"Now, you will sleep more peacefully."
Putting away the powerful smoke in his hand, Si Yuan sealed it with the lid again.
Only then did he relax and let go of his thoughts, searching for the books he wanted to find in the library inside the Han Palace. One tall wooden bookshelf after another was neatly divided.
Each small frame is filled with bamboo slips rolled together.
The materials of the bamboo slips were either new or old, and the number was very large. Si Yuan looked up and saw that each bookshelf was more than ten feet high.
It stands on the ground and is as wide as a wall.
In the area next to some bookshelves, long wooden ladders are installed, leading directly to higher places, and the high-rise bookshelves are also connected to each other by single-person corridors.
Its degree of exquisite combination is no less than the combination of high-rise buildings and various overpasses.
One after another, the bamboo slips can be swept over by Si Yuan's spiritual thoughts without opening them, and the contents inside can be briefly browsed.
As long as it was not related to ancient oracle bone inscriptions, he would not take a second look at it.
There are many books in the collection and time is tight.
He doesn't have that much time to linger here.
"Korean historical records include the wives of Korean kings who attended their beds, customs and customs, the making of farming tools, commercial trade, and the first introduction to medicinal herbs..."
Various collections of books were quickly swept through by Si Yuan's spiritual thoughts.
The interior of the library fell into silence again, with only the slight snores of the library management staff echoing in the spacious library.
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In the blink of an eye, several hours have passed.
Seeing that the sky was approaching dawn, there were many opened bamboo slips placed in front of Si Yuan.
While he was distracted and continued searching, he quickly dealt with the matters at hand.
First, the ink is controlled by spiritual thoughts and smeared on the bamboo slips. Then, the white silk cloth is spread out with both hands and pressed on the bamboo slips to rub the text.
This method is much faster than copying directly.
"If you don't steal the bamboo slips directly, it will be very easy to attract other people's attention, so there is no need to go to such trouble."
Si Yuan quickly dealt with the matter at hand, feeling a little disappointed.
On the ten-foot-long white silk cloth, in a short while, there were pieces of oracle bone inscriptions recording patterns, including some mixed with Korean, Zhao, Chu, etc.
These written records in use today are more biased towards the interpretation of ancient oracle bone inscriptions.
A lot of work.
Finally, before dawn, Si Yuan searched through the entire collection of books in the library and made rubbings of the records he wanted.
"Although the number is not large, this is all we can do here."
"I hope that the collection of books within the Wei Palace will be more profitable."
Si Yuan re-rolled the white silk cloth with many rubbings on it, and put it back into the large waterproof box together with ink and other items.
The spiritual thoughts were dispersed, and they each held up a bamboo slip and sorted it into categories.
Return to the original position again.
After handling the situation at the scene, he took out the antidote for the powerful smoke from inside the big box, opened the lid, and placed it under the nose of the library manager.
Let him breathe for a while.
"Uh uh...!"
A slight murmur came from the mouth of the library manager.
After seeing that it was almost lifted.
Si Yuan casually put away the antidote, carried the large waterproof box on his back, opened the door of the library, and disappeared quickly in a flash.
The opened door also closed again under the blow of a harmless breeze.
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Wait until Si Yuan returns to Sakura Square.
He put down the things on his back and scanned the entire Sakura Square with his spiritual thoughts, but did not sense where Si Tianze's life breath was.
"really……!"
"This guy probably won't show up again until all his hidden dangers have been resolved."
"I don't know where the Wushuanggui guy has been. I have sent people to search for him secretly for so long, but so far, there is still no news."
Si Yuan thought secretly for a moment, but finally had no clue.
Take off your raincoat.
He turned back to the bed, sat down cross-legged, and refused to sleep.
He began to silently practice the witchcraft Xuanbing again.
"The technique of water grinding and soaking still needs to be accumulated bit by bit."