Tang Baihu's heart was beating wildly. If this person appeared in front of him, it might not be so scary.
But he happened to appear behind him so quietly. If it weren't for the "Glazed Buddha's Hidden Eyes", he wouldn't have noticed his presence.
I'm a bitch too, why should I watch it when I have nothing to do?
Song Yuxin and Du Xiaotao were both killed by him, but why did he keep standing behind me? What on earth did he want to do?
This fear of facing the unknown is the most terrifying thing.
Someone once conducted an investigation and found that the reason why people fear death is not because of losing their lives, but because of the unknown, because they don't know what the world will be like after death and what they will experience after death.
Tang Baihu carefully exhaled towards the bamboo slips, then put them back again, pretending to be casual:
"Oh, I don't know how many years these ancient books have not been cleaned by anyone. Why are there so many dusts on them? It really makes people want to throw away all these dirty things just looking at them."
He stretched and did not dare to look back, and then continued: "I have done so much work on the first floor, but I have dedicated myself selflessly without asking for anything in return, and I am a good young man."
"After taking so long, it's time to go to my second floor to find the secrets of the exercises that suit me."
Holding the bookshelf with his hands, Tang Baihu wanted to move his legs, but found that his body was no longer in control.
Who are you? Are you kidding me?!
Brother, don’t pretend to be dead for me!
Move!
Move me!
Tang Baihu's face turned dark instantly, but he quickly adjusted himself. He gritted his teeth and pinched hard with his hand.
Woo!
He shed tears of pain, but his legs still didn't live up to expectations.
If this plan didn't work, he immediately came up with another one.
He patted his thigh with his hand, on the one hand to relieve the pain just now, and on the other hand, to prepare for the next scene.
"Oh, I can't stand it anymore. I'm exhausted. My legs are numb after standing for so long."
"I really admire the scripture keepers here. They have to work hard to clean so many bamboo slips and ancient scrolls every day. It's really not easy."
He moved his feet, and he was overjoyed to finally be able to move a step. He held on to the bookshelf and prepared to leave.
"Haha, you were able to discover me, you are indeed quite capable."
Behind Tang Baihu, an elderly joking voice came.
He was like the frightened Tom Cat expression pack, with hairs all over his body exploding.
"What? What was the sound just now? Is someone talking to me?"
"Oh, I just said I was too tired and I was hearing hallucinations..."
His legs had resumed movement, and Tang Baihu strode forward, but felt that fate was holding him by the throat.
"What are you pretending to be?"
"Come here, old man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Baihu felt a strong suction coming from behind him. He tried struggling, but to no avail.
With a sad face, he was forced to turn around by the old man.
When he raised his head, he suddenly saw an old face that was weathered and seemed familiar.
"It's you?!"
The fear in his heart was immediately dispelled, and Tang Baihu was stunned. Wasn't this the old man who had watched him all night by the Daming Lake?
What is it called...
Mr. Li?
Thinking of the rather bizarre interests and hobbies of the senior in front of him, Tang Baihu looked up and forgot the identity of the old man for a moment.
He took a step back suddenly, turned his fingers into whips, and pointed directly at the old man.
Facing this whip, the old man frowned slightly, and his eyes looked up and down at Tang Baihu with some emotion.
"You dare to confront my opponent?"
He just said a word lightly, but Tang Baihu suddenly felt as if he had fallen into the Abi Hell, and his body was suffering.
Oh My God!
What am I doing?
Since he appears here, doesn't it mean that he is a keeper of the scriptures?
I must be crazy, right? I dare to use swords against the Scripture Keepers!
Even Song Yuxin and Du Xiaotao were killed quietly by this old man. What am I doing?!
He smiled and took back the righteousness gathered between his fingers.
"Oh, I just finished the competition, and I subconsciously used it when I saw someone in front of me..."
"Hehe...hehe..."
"Whip?" Mr. Li didn't even bother to answer, and took out the book he had just put back on the shelf. "Qianjun Leibu?"
"Uh..." The smile on Tang Baihu's face instantly froze.
"Senior, how could it be you?!"
Tang Baihu tried his best to calm down, waved his hands and explained: "Listen to me, things are not what you think. I didn't shake those jade slips and ancient books casually, nor did I teach them to read things randomly..."
"Don't be afraid. I am entrusted by others and will not do anything to you easily." Li Laowen smiled: "Those two guys were just knocked unconscious by me. They will wake up in a few hours. This time I
I came here specifically to find you."
As soon as these words came out, Tang Baihu panicked even more.
He would rather that the old man came to deal with him than to have him come with some strange purpose!
I'm still young, I haven't dated a partner yet, I haven't held hands or kissed a girl yet, am I going to have my first time taken over by this old man who seems to be in his 60s or 70s?
If you still won't attack me easily, just say that you will attack me one day, but not now, wouldn't it be enough?
"I see you have a bamboo slip in your arms. It should be the exercise you chose, right? Take it out and show it to me." Old Li stretched out his hand.
Although he was puzzled, Tang Baihu didn't dare to delay. He took out the fragment of the book from his arms and handed it to Mr. Li.
"Immortal?"
After Mr. Li saw the name on the scrapped scroll, he frowned before he could take a breath: "This thing is already broken like this, you still want him? Don't say it's immortal, I can protect you from flesh and blood injuries."
That’s pretty good!”
As he spoke, he put away the fragment in his hand. With a flick of his hand, an extremely exquisite bamboo slip appeared in his hand.
Tang Baihu:???
What do you mean? Why were my things confiscated?
What else are you trying to do?
Give me back my treasure, I found it!
You can't rely on your old age and take advantage of me!
"Do you like it?" Mr. Li said still expressionlessly.
Tang Baihu already had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he was just an ordinary disciple of the outer courtyard. What could he do in the face of the scripture keepers?
He put on an official smile and nodded slightly.
"As long as you like it, the old guy's hard work on you will not be in vain. Since you are destined to him, then this skill will be given to you!"
Mr. Li handed the bamboo slip to his hand: "How about it? Don't want to open it and take a look?"
I don’t want to see it!
I want my scraps!
That’s a treasure!
Give it back to me!
Which old guy are you talking about? I've only seen one old guy in the entire academy, and that's you!
Since you said that I am destined to him, you should let him come out!