Chapter 596 Text Prison

The old scholar smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were entangled. He snapped his fingers, and the huge bookshelves stood upright and sucked the books into his body. Those huge books, with a lazy look, probably haven't moved for hundreds of years and climbed into the bookshelf with difficulty. On the contrary, those smaller books flew up happily and stuffed themselves into the bookshelf. It is also neatly arranged.

A spacious corridor appeared in front of the three of them. The old scholar took the candlestick and led the way in front. Along the way, he waved his hand and restored the messy pile of books to a neat bookshelf, as if he were the king in this huge archives room, and those books were his subjects. Today, the king went on a tour... The three looked at each other and knew that for some reason, the chaos here should have been created by him!

While cleaning up the archives room, the old scholar took Zhang Fan and the other three people to the door of a room. The location of this room is very secret, and there is also an iron door like a cabin. There is a square window on the door, and there is also a large round handle like a steering wheel, which probably needs to be rotated. , in order to open the hatch of this room.

"Here, what you are looking for is here..." The old scholar pointed to this room.

Aken looked carefully and found that there was no problem, so he nodded to Zhang Fan, who came forward and swirled the hatch handle hard. In a "squeak" sound, the hatch opened, and a cold and moldy air came to his face. Zhang Fan shined the flashlight in his hand and found that it was also messy, like an antique storage room full of all kinds of sundries and antiques...

It seems that those sacred objects are indeed possible here. Zhang Fan took the lead in. Aken took a look at the old scholar, who made a gesture of invitation to him. He thought about it with some hesitation and slowly walked in.

Green Wing was about to follow up when Aken suddenly turned around and said to her, "You stay outside. Just look for us." Then he winned at the green wing and motioned her to look at the old scholar.

Green Wing just took a step back, but he didn't expect that the old scholar himself walked in with a candlestick and said as he walked, "I remember those sacred objects should be here. This storage room is specially stacked with these antiques. You have to look for it. It's been hundreds of years, and I forgot where I put it..."

When Green Wing saw the old scholar go in, he felt that it was boring to stay outside alone, so he also entered...

At this time, Aken shouted, "It's not good! Get out of here!" After saying that, he turned around and grabbed the collar of the old scholar's sheepskin book page clothes, "You old man actually want to hurt us!"

Green Wing was shocked when he heard the words and turned to jump out, but saw the iron door automatically close silently. She hit the door like this! He shouted and fell to the ground on his back. She immediately got up and tried her best to pull the hatch door. How could it be opened? She kicked a few times, but she saw some fluorescent characters wandering on the door...

Aken stamped his feet and said, "I'm still fooled!" When Zhang Fan and Luyi saw that the iron gate was closed and knew that the big thing was not good, he pulled out his blades and surrounded the old scholar, putting the long cone and sword on his neck.

"How on earth did you find that there was an ambush here?" The old scholar did not panic at all and tilted his head to ask Aken.

Aken said angrily, "Isn't that holy gun been included in the secret archives by the Holy See for only a few decades? You old man, tell us how to get out! Otherwise, the uncle will kill you and make it into a specimen and collect it here!"

"Hahaha! You are really careful, but it's not so easy to kill me..." As he spoke, the old man lay on the ground and turned into a hardcover book!

At this time, his voice sounded outside the door: "I haven't used this stand-in for hundreds of years. I'm afraid that he won't be very convenient. I didn't expect to bump into you outsiders today! Now tell me honestly, who are you? Did the Catholic monk discover my existence?!"

As soon as Arkans heard his question and ignored him, he and Zhang Fan looked around in this storage room and found that the storage room was actually a closed cage surrounded by iron plates, and there were countless flashing fluorescent words, swimming on the walls, ceilings and floors, estimating some kind of boundary.

A light ball flew out of Zhang Fan Aken's hand. Aken's blue electric bomb hit the wall and was absorbed by those flashing fluorescent words, dyeing a small wall blue. Before the electric light stirred, it was absorbed by those words and immediately stopped. Zhang Fan's dark red fire floated to the wall, but it could not burn, but it seemed to hit an ordinary wall. It bounced back, floated to the other side, and then bounced away, as if it had become an unpopular elastic bubble, floating around this room. Zhang Fan sighed and stretched out a finger to take the fire back into his body.

"Don't bother. There is no way out for this 'word prison', and even flies can't fly out. Any spell will be absorbed by the corresponding character matrix. Oh, even if it can't be absorbed, it will be blocked from reflection!" The old scholar's voice came from the window, "If you answer my question, maybe I will be kind and let you become my book slaves. If you don't cooperate, you can become mummified inside!"

Aken carried a box, stood at the door, looked out through the small window, smiled at the old scholar, and said, "It seems that you are an elf in a confidential archives. If you are caught by the Holy See, I'm afraid you will be burned to death by the sacred flame, right?" Let me give you a suggestion and let us go obediently. We will find a way to take you out of here and breathe fresh air freely in the future. It's better than hiding in this 'desperate prison'! If you don't cooperate, do you really think you can lock us up with this 'text prison' boundary?

"Hey, this is a 'desperate prison'. Any way to break the boundary from it will be disturbed and transmitted to the Inquisition, unless a point-to-point transmission array is established. But now in this 'word prison', it is impossible for you to even break through the space. This is a separate cell derived from the use of the 'desperate prison', and any space transmission is prohibited!" The old scholar sneered.

Aken stretched out his hand, and a bloody rune and a scroll appeared in his hand. "You should be able to recognize this rune and scroll, right?! Can't this transmission scroll of the Holy See take us away? Or I summon this demon, and you must know that these demons can make a transmission array with blood..."

When the old scholar saw these two incompatible things, his face changed greatly and pointed to Aken and shouted, "How is this possible?! If you are Catholic monks, how can you summon demons! If you are followers of demons, how can there be a teleportation scroll inside Catholicism?! Who the hell are you?!"

"Hey, don't care who we are, as long as you honestly take us to find the sacred objects, then the proposal I just made is still valid!" Aken took the bloody runes and scrolls and said out of the window.

"Don't dream. Even if you can summon demons, the 'word prison' is just to trap one more demon. Even if you have the teleportation scroll of the Holy See... You can try... No matter who you are, stay in it. I won't take risks..." The old man waved his hand and the books flew all over the sky, making a mess of this place again, and then turned to leave, allowing the three of them to die.

At this time, the paper crane on the shoulder of the green wing flew up, flew to the window, flapped its wings, and stared at the fluorescent text on the window for a while. Then he suddenly accelerated through the gap of several words, and unexpectedly passed through the boundary and flew out. A faint light flashed above the old scholar's head...

The old scholar looked up and said, "What is this?" How can I break through my 'word prison'?!" He waved his hand to drive away the paper crane and mobilized countless books to hit the paper crane!

The little paper crane just leisurely flew in the air, deftly avoiding the smashing of those books, and trembling as if laughing at the books flying too stupidly. Thinking of this paper crane, even the rune space in Maoshan, can escape from the space with ease under the encirclement and interception of many powerful guardian charms. How can this 'word prison' be comparable to the 'true charm boundary' in Maoshan, and how can these flying books be compared with those powerful spiritual charms?!

As soon as Aken saw this situation, he immediately laughed: "Old man, if you don't let us go, I will let this paper crane fly out to attract Catholic monks and bring your old nest!" Put you in the flame and burn it to ashes! Now it's your last chance! Let it go or not!"

The little paper crane has long been spiritual, and immediately flew up to the sky, dodged the books hit by the sky like lightning, and turned into a small light spot in a blink of an eye...

"Don't--" The old scholar saw the paper crane fly away and immediately became anxious, "I surrender! I don't want to be burned to death!" The books flying all over the sky immediately fell down like raindrops. The iron hatch of the text prison also opens in response...

Aken took a breath, wiped the sweat on his head, and almost broke the net. If he really let the little paper crane fly out to find the rescuers, this 'desperate prison' journey would come in vain.

"You know..." He stepped out of the storage room, and Zhang Fan and Luyi immediately ran out and surrounded the old scholar. The paper crane flew back at some point. It proudly flew twice over the old man's head before slowly perched on the shoulders of the green wing and settled down. This time it really saved three people once!