Chapter 5 Book Collection

In the middle of the night, it was already dark. In the library, several candles are still lit. On the upper and lower floors of the library, the books collected were collected by Master Lin Yitian when he was young. It involves astronomy, geography, hidden weapons, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. When the first general entered the library, they saw rows of hill-like books, and the two were stunned for a long time before they realized.

Liu Hao stared at a pair of bull's eyes, blinked and sighed, "This can't be used as toilet paper for decades!"

Xue Ling was speechless, and it was rare in the world for people's thinking to jump to this extent. Since the master's decision cannot be changed, we have to work hard to see it. Although I haven't thought about this problem before, young people can't be curious about the unknown.

"Brother, there are so many books, what should I read?"

Xue Ling said, "You can find what you like. I've heard for a long time that the library is widely involved, and it's true.

Liu Hao's face was in danger: "Can you stop looking at it? I have a headache when I see so many books.

Xue Ling smiled cunningly: "It's okay... Even if you are not afraid of accidents."

Liu Hao immediately noticed that it was not good and hurriedly said, "Just kidding, brother, don't take it seriously. I don't think it's okay." Every time my brother toss people, he always has this expression. The calmer he is, the more terrible the consequences will be. Liu Hao has suffered a lot of tossing. I'd rather read than be remembered by my brother. It's not good.

"You are getting smarter and smarter, so don't waste time. Hurry up and find a book."

The next morning, Xue Ling, who was lying on the desk, was awakened by a knock on the door: "Brother, it's breakfast."

The boy delivering food delivers breakfast to the door. Without the permission of private clothes, outsiders are not allowed to starve in the library. Xue Ling brought the meal back and saw that Liu Hao was still sleeping soundly. He took out a book and said, "It's time to eat."

With a "bang", the book was bounced high: "This boy is really stupid and blessed. He is really angry to protect himself." While waiting to wake up Liu Hao, a piece of parchment fell from mid-air. Xue Ling grabbed it, put down the plate in his hand and looked at it curiously. The sheepskin roll is very old and looks incomplete, with traces of tearing. There are several paintings on it, such as the criminal law of Yungong. The people in the portrait are also in strange posture, and the only handwriting is like tadpoles and reptiles. Xue Ling immediately became interested and tried to crack it in various ways.

"It's not like that. It's really strange." Even if there is any secret in it, it can't be solved by yourself.

I don't know whether it was Xue Ling's tossing in the room or the aroma of the food, Liu Hao rubbed his eyes and looked at the food in front of him: "Brother, what are you doing? If you are not hungry, I'll eat first."

Xue Ling quickly hid the parchment, picked up the bowl and said, "Your stomach is a bottomless hole..."

Liu Hao completely ignored what his brother said, and a large bowl of rice had bottomed out in a blink of an eye. Xue Ling quickly grabbed a few chopstick dishes: "Hey... I haven't eaten yet... Leave some for me"

After a while, it became a mess. Xue Ling seemed to remember something and jumped two books from the bookshelf and went to Liu Hao: "The master said that you can't easily expose your strength when you go out. These two books can be selected for you. If you can't learn them before you go out of the valley, you will die!"

Liu Hao said, "Why, isn't the martial arts taught by the master very good?"

"Where did so come from so much?" Xue Ling smiled and said, "Why don't you ask the master?"

Liu Hao shook his head and said, "Then practice this Xuantian Stick Method of Shaolin Temple."

Unconsciously, the January period has arrived, and I will go out of the valley tomorrow morning. At the top of the mountain, the moonlight is like water.

West wind, cold moon, starry sky.

In summer, a cool breeze blows. Mixed with the fragrance of orchids, the hair flutters gently. In the valley where I have lived for 17 years, everything is so familiar. A sense of loneliness suddenly gushed out in Xue Ling's heart. He and his brother Liu Hao were both orphans picked up by the master. For so many years, there were no relatives except the master and brother. In the distance is a long mountain, dark. What is outside the mountain?

Jianghu, a place that many people yearn for, chivalrous and righteous, famous. But I would rather watch my beloved grow old in this valley. Under the vast starry sky, who pays attention to this lonely single shadow?

In the middle of the night, Liu Hao couldn't sleep over and over again. The moonlight came in from the window and sprinkled on the ground like frost and snow. Liu Hao whispered, "Brother, are you asleep?"

Xue Ling was a little surprised. At this time, Liu Hao had already snored loudly, but he didn't expect that he would also have insomnia. Xue Ling said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm leaving the master tomorrow. I can't bear to give up."

Xue Ling smiled and said, "Stupid boy, there are many things in the valley. Don't you like delicious food the most? Brother will take you to eat enough."

When it comes to food, Liu Hao immediately ran out of the valley: "Is there any braised lion's head, begling chicken, steamed fish, osmanthus cake..."

Liu Hao reported dozens of dishes in a row, and Xue Ling was dumbfounded. What books did he read in the library these days? He couldn't help but ask a big question mark in his heart. He said perfunctorily, "Well, it's all there. Go to bed early, or you won't have the strength to walk the mountain tomorrow morning." Liu Hao said "Oh" and snored loudly for a short time. Xue Ling smiled bitterly and slept on his side. Why do you care about tomorrow? Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, the road will eventually go by itself.

The next day, the sun rises as usual. Pack your bags. Xue Ling checked again carefully: a few sets of laundry clothes and a few bottles of healing medicine. A hundred taels of silver and a map. There is nothing simpler. Looking at Liu Hao again, the younger brother was lying under the bed, his head in, stuck outside, and reached out to take out something.

"Brother, what are you looking for? Do you want to help?"

"No," Liu Hao touched under the bed for a long time and suddenly looked happy: "Haha... I found it."

He got out of the bottom of the bed with a gray face, holding a black stick with a thickness of arms. Xue Ling couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this stick. I don't know where the younger brother found it. It's ugly and heavy. Although it's only so big, it's less than 100 catties. It is not only heavy but also extremely hard. The ordinary sword can't even leave a cut on it. He smashed the pair of big copper hammers commonly used by Liu Hao, but hit a small pit with the copper hammer.

"Do you still keep this baby?"

Liu Hao scratched his head and giggled, "I think it's going to get out of the valley. That copper hammer takes up too much space. There is a guy who lacks a hand. This is still easy to use and heavy enough.

Xue Ling thought about it, so he went. The two packed up and saluted Lin Yitian. A trace of reluctance also flashed in the depths of Lin Yi's eyes. In a blink of an eye, he hid it, and his face gradually said slowly, "In the future, you will experience the world, and people will be sinister. Don't be strong when it's over. You need to know that there are people outside. Don't be angry.

"Yes, I understand."

"Hao'er, you are the most reassuring thing to be a teacher. Remember to go out and listen to your brother's words. Think more about what happens. If you don't understand, you can ask your brother for advice.

Liu Hao looked at the master, his nose twitched a few times, and his voice sobbed: "The apprentice remembered it."

Lin Yitian took out a letter from his arms and said, "Linger, as a teacher, I know that you have not had a weapon to work together with. You took this letter to go to Zhuge Yi, the owner of the casting sword villa, and had some friendship with him as a teacher. It should not be a problem to build a weapon. The ten-year-old Longteng Grand Event is also about to be seen, and you can also go to the Jianshan Villa for a long time. It's getting late. You can get out of the valley.

Xue Ling's eyes were slightly red, but it turned out to be built and kowtowed to the master: "Master, take care. The disciple is gone." After saying that, he resolutely got up. Walk towards the winding path. Lin Yitian was stunned when he looked at the distant backs of the two. Finally, I took a look at the Youlan Valley. The Youlan Valley in the morning was really beautiful.

Don't, master.

Farewell, Youlan Valley.

Farewell, the land that raised me.

Whose tears fall silently in the wind, crystal clear, rippled in the water silently, and quietly flowed into the distance with the stream.