Chapter 595 Strange Old School

'Confidential Archives'. It is already confidential. What's more, this is the 'secret archive' projected by the spiritual world, and it is also in the 'desperate prison' in the spiritual world, or in the underground corridor protected by countless gladiatores under the Roman arena. And this grand pile of books is wrapped...

Maybe there is no better place in the world for quiet reading than here! Even Zhang Fan is a little yearning for it. He is an otaku who loves collecting and reading. I like quiet places very much. He even watched the classic deeds of Buddhism for three days and three nights in his old monk's temple, in the quiet scripture room. That time was also a day when Zhang Fan felt peaceful and comfortable. Although the meridian room is small, it is somewhat similar to here...

"Cough, old gentleman, the students are polite here--" Zhang Fan bowed deeply to the old scholar.

It's just that the old scholar still ignores it. It seems that I'm really enchanted by reading...

Zhang Fan thought for a moment and recited: "Mountains are not high, immortals are famous, water is not deep, dragons are spiritual, Si is a humble room, but Wu Dexin..." A piece of Liu Yuxi's "Shabby Room Ming" came out.

"What?" The old scholar's ears stood up, and he didn't seem to have read this famous ancient article in China for a long time.

As soon as Aken saw a play, he immediately understood what Zhang Fan meant, and also recited it loudly: "Tao can be Tao, very Tao, very nameable, very famous. Nothing, the beginning of heaven and earth, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is often no one, and I want to see it..."

"Which book are the elves in? Why don't I remember reading such a rhetoric recently? It seems that this should be the language of Eastern China..." The old scholar was finally attracted by the ancient Chinese famous articles recited by the two. He actually communicated with Zhang Fan Aken in pure Chinese Mandarin! This old scholar probably doesn't have a language he doesn't understand...

Zhang Fan got the opportunity and came forward to give a deep salute, "Mr. Please, we are not the elves in the book, but practitioners from the far east. There is a very important thing I want to ask you."

The old scholar ignored him, stared at Zhang Fan for a while, and said in surprise, "Ah - this is a hell fire from hell, right? According to the ancient scriptures, this kind of flame can burn all sins..." With that, he jumped down from the chair. It turned out that he was a dwarf. His two legs covered by beards were very short, and he often stepped on his beard. It's just that the head is disproportionately huge, a big-headed dwarf.

Zhang Fan immediately shook his body, collected his karma, and asked again, "Old gentleman, we really have something to ask..."

"Oh, what do you want to ask? I've never left here. I don't know anything about the outside?" The old scholar moved to Zhang Fan and noticed the mithril star sword in the hand of the green wing, "Oh, is this a sword made of mithril? I don't even know this wooden handle. Billions of books here don't mention this kind of wood. It seems to be a kind of mahogany..." The giant dwarf stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the secret silver sword.

Green Wing quickly put away his sword and said to him, "Sir, do you know the 'Holy Gun'?"

So a straightforward question, the giant dwarf immediately replied, "Are you talking about the 'Ranginus' gun that pierced the body of the saint Jesus and stained the blood of the saint?"

"That's right!" Aken nodded immediately.

"Of course I know that this holy gun has long been lost? What are you looking for him for? The old scholar's words are amazing.

"lost? Isn't the holy gun in this confidential archive?" Aken grabbed the old scholar and asked.

The old scholar shook his head, "I have never heard that the holy gun will be put here. If it is Jesus' shroud, there is a small piece here. Judging by the sacred atmosphere emitted above, it may be true..."

"Isn't Jesus' shroud in Turin Cathedral? The legendary 'Torino Shroud'? Zhang Fan said doubtfully.

The old scholar said: "Maybe it's spread by rumors. That shroud now also has a sacred atmosphere. Probably after being worshipped by Catholic believers day and night, it is also stained with a sacred breath. Who knows? The truth of history is submerged in the long river of years. Even if I read all the books, it is difficult to get the truth..."

"What sacred objects are here?" Zhang Fan asked.

The old scholar thought for a moment, "The sacred object - in addition to the fragments of the shroud, there is also a 'thorn crown', which has been secretly collected by the Holy See and is unknown to outsiders. There is also a nail, which is probably nailed to Jesus' wrist. However, it was processed into a dagger-like spearhead by later generations, probably used to pretend to be the 'gun of Longinus'..."

"Where are these sacred objects? Can the old gentleman take us to have a look?" Green Wing asked.

"This..." The old scholar looked a little unhappy. "I haven't finished reading this book yet, if you are willing to wait..." He pointed to the super-large hard book on the table.

Aken looked up and estimated that he could spend the Spring Festival here after reading this book. He turned his eyes and came to his mind, "If you are willing to take us there, I have a few books you have never read before..."

"The book I haven't read? Hahaha, are you kidding..." The old scholar's smiling beard trembled.

Aken took out a few limited edition collections of Playboy from his pocket, all of which were obtained by Tokin Toad's friends from American friends...

"You must have not read these books. This Holy See will not collect them, hey..." Aken smiled proudly.

This old scholar was desperate to see the book. When he looked at these encyclopedia books that were similar to human women's human body textbooks, he was a little looking forward to it. "Well, it's really the books that have not been collected in this place. It seems that it's the human aesthetics of the encyclopedia. You can also have a look..." He was about to reach out his hand, but Aken accepted it. Go back.

"Became us there, and I'll lend you these books of my collection!" Aken laughed evilly. Green Wing hummed. This perish actually seduced a hundreds-year-old scholar. Fortunately, he was still a Maoshan Taoist priest, and he really deserved to go to hell!

Zhang Fan was also helpless, so he had to bow his head and let Aken fool around.

The old scholar nodded, "Well, I haven't moved my place for decades. Today is an activity." He moved to the desk, tiptoed off the candle on the desk, and found a small candlestick in the drawer. "Let's go."

Three people looked at each other. How can we get there? He can't climb this garbage heap until next year? I don't know how he got in.

Aken coughed: "It seems that it's not easy to walk here... Old gentleman, are you..."