When Captain Peng saw me, he hummed and smiled and said: "Dongchuan, don't worry, I will definitely fight for you more."
I nodded heavily and said thank you to Captain Peng.
Captain Peng didn't speak any more, and led me towards the octagonal building.
When we walked to the octagonal building, we found that the gate of the octagonal building was really tall and big, a maroon door with a few large characters written on it, "Octagonal Tower!"
I was thinking of pushing the door directly, Captain Peng grabbed me, shook his head at me, and said, "Don't worry!"
After all, he took the lead in walking over.
When he walked to the edge of the gate, he stretched out his right hand and knocked the gate. I counted it carefully. He seemed to knock seven times, and the frequency and sound of the knocks were extremely strange, which reminded me of the four masters first. The scene when I took me to Shenwu Mountain.
In other words, the gate of this octagonal building is definitely equipped with organs.
This made me sigh for a while, and even this eighth office had to use Mohist technique, which showed that Mohist technique was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Just when I was stunned, the door was slowly opened, revealing a small golden/colored door. Apart from being more luxurious, this small door is no different from ordinary doors.
"Okay, let's go!" Captain Peng greeted me and walked first, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and whispered: "Open the door, it's me!"
As soon as I said this, the door opened in less than a moment, and the door was opened by a 13 or 4 year old boy. The appearance of this boy was also very strange. It did not look like our ordinary people, but was a bit like ancient times Shutong, what is even more strange is that his eyes do not look at people at all, he has been staring at the ground.
"It turns out that Captain Peng is here, why? Something?" The boy slowly said, with an indescribable arrogance in his tone, but his voice was very strange, not like a boy's voice, with a sense of vicissitudes. inside.
"Old Feng, trouble you, I have a new team leader promoted, and I want to bring him in to meet the world." Captain Peng seemed to be respectful to the young man, and his tone was full of respect.
"Old rules, one hour, you can't go to the eighth floor." The boy opened the door completely after saying this.
Captain Peng hurriedly thanked the boy, and then gave me a wink, meaning that I should go in quickly.
Where did I dare to hesitate, and quickly got into the small door.
As I passed by the boy, the boy suddenly reached out and stopped me, and said quietly: "Membership card!"
I didn't dare to give it to him directly. Instead, I looked at Captain Peng and saw that Captain Peng nodded, and then I passed the membership card.
The boy took the membership card and looked at it and said quietly, "Luo Dongchuan, if I remember correctly, this kid won’t be able to get into the eighth for half a year. He didn’t even apply for an ordinary membership card. I didn’t expect to come in. Team leader."
After that, he glanced at me lightly, returned the membership card, and said quietly: "Go in!"
I said thank you to him and walked in quickly. Captain Peng’s voice came from behind. He said, “Old Feng, this is the finest Xinyang Maojian, how about? Find a place and let’s talk for a while?”
After listening to this, I can understand it. No wonder Captain Peng said that he could give me two hours to fight for a long time. He was planning to give that old Feng a gift.
However, what I don't understand is that the book boy is obviously a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Why would Captain Peng call it Feng Lao? This is abnormal!
However, I didn't think too much, because my heart is all on the dozens of books in the southeast corner of the sixth floor.
Soon, I found the stairs leading to the second floor and immediately climbed up. When I arrived on the second floor, I was completely shocked by the scene in front of me.
Books, books, all books.
At first glance, there are hundreds of square meters, all of which are books, and those books are arranged in a row, and the arrangement is extremely complete.
If it is normal, I would definitely go in for a stroll, especially the book "The Coffin Carrier" that Captain Peng said. I want to see the style even more. However, time is limited and I can't take care of that much. I immediately climbed to the third floor. Up.
What I didn't expect was that the more I climbed up, and I didn't know whether it was a physical problem or something, I felt that the stairs were extremely difficult to climb, especially at the feet, as if they were tied up with a shot that weighed dozens of kilograms.
By the time I climbed to the sixth floor, it looked like almost half an hour had passed, and I almost collapsed.
Damn it, what the hell is this place, why is it so tiring to climb a staircase.
I murmured, dragging my exhausted body towards the sixth floor.
The books on the sixth floor are very evil. The styles of the books on the second floor are completely different. If the books on the second floor are neat, then the books on the sixth floor are displayed according to a certain formation.
At the moment, I couldn't take care of that much. I took a deep breath, forced myself to calm down, and then started looking for the southeast.
As a ghostmaker, my direction is absolutely fine. It only took less than a few seconds. I immediately found the southeast. What puzzled me was that the location of the southeast was actually a very narrow passage with books on both sides. I don't know what's going on, but many places are empty.
"Are those books borrowed?"
I murmured, and hurriedly walked over.
When I walked to the passage, I only felt that the place was very gloomy, that is, there were not books on both sides, but ice cubes.
I resisted the discomfort of my body and ran across the passage quickly.
At the end of this passage is a round book shelf. Although it is a round book shelf, there are only a few books in it.
"Found it!" With a smile on my face, I stacked the dozen or so books together, and I was about to look through it. An unexpected voice reminded me, "One hour is up, please come out."
When I heard this, I was a little confused. It's been an hour
No, I remember it's just over half an hour, it shouldn't be an hour!
At the moment, I immediately took out my phone and took a look. The time was 10:30 in the morning.
Before I went upstairs, I saw that the time was 9:30, which means that an hour has really passed.
Mad, it's a hell of a ghost, what's going on in this place, I obviously feel that it's only half an hour, why it's only an hour.
I muttered, ignoring the sound at all. I quickly picked up a book and turned it over. After about ten minutes, I found that some of the things recorded in the book were just like what Captain Peng said. It is some intractable diseases. Even the most common baby crying in the middle of the night in rural areas is recorded here.
After flipping through one book, I didn't find what I was looking for. I picked up another book and flipped through it. The result was disappointing for me, but I still didn't.
Looking through four or five books in a row, there are really many incurable diseases recorded on it, but I have never found anything similar to my second uncle.
At the moment, I took a deep breath, prayed, picked up a book called "The Sutra" and turned it over. It only looked like less than seven or eight pages, and a line of eye-catching words was printed in front of my eyes. Hi, just about to take a closer look, the previous voice rang again, "Two hours have passed, please go downstairs." (End of this chapter)