The change of expression on his face indicates that there is such an ancient book.
The old man Zhao flipped through the book in his hand, without raising his head, "I have a lot of books here, but I don't have what you want, please come back."
Huang Dan said, "Your students said it themselves."
The old man Zhao put the book together, "Who? I think it's a little bastard who is talking nonsense."
Huang Dan said, "I promise to keep it a secret for him, teacher, you also know that you have to keep your word."
The old man Zhao looked at it, and the words in the mouth of this little devil were unbelievable.
Huang Dan's eyes indicated that several servants walked into the house.
The old man Zhao threw the book and shouted angrily, "Stop, let me live, you dare to try to mess with my book!"
Huang Dan pulled the old man, "Teacher, calm down."
The old man Zhao glared at him, his nostrils smoking in anger, "Good, you Song Wang, I'll be as virtuous as you are."
Huang Shan frowned, "I'm my father's child, and my father is my nǎinǎi's child, so our virtues should be the same in some respects."
The old man Zhao was almost fooled by the young man's rhetoric. He realized that he was the only one left in the courtyard.
Huang Dan asked the servant to look in the study, and went to the old man's room by himself. There was also a bookshelf in it.
The old man Zhao came in, and he was complacent when he saw the young man turn one of the books in the corner of the second row of the bookshelf, and the hidden compartment behind the bookshelf was opened.
"… "
The old man Zhao's face was very ugly, "Who told you? Was it your nǎinǎi?"
"No." Huang Dan took the ancient book and turned the page to know that it was what he was looking for, "I just turned it around."
The old man Zhao insisted, "Impossible!"
Huang Dan said, "I really just turned it around." Among the rows of books, there was no dust around the innermost part of the second row. It must have been touched many times a day.
He pinched the ancient book, "Teacher, I'm going back."
Old Man Zhao's angry white beard trembled, "Pang Qing, it must be you!"
He was angry in the room, and the old man Zhao sighed. After so many years, he thought he would be safe and sound before he died, but he didn't expect...
Huang Dan trotted back all the way, closed the door to read ancient books, they were all ancient texts, he couldn't read them, but there were paintings on them.
"Mr. System, can you translate it for me?"
System, "Requires 40 points."
Huang Dan hesitated for a moment, "Okay."
A screen appeared in front of him, which corresponded to the contents of the ancient books, and clearly recorded some anecdotes.
Like a wireless mouse, when you slowly slide the scroll wheel, the content on the screen moves down.
Huang Dan kept staring, his eyes gradually became sore, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, what appeared on the screen was the part he wanted to see. , will bleed.
He was surprised, it turned out that the demon is not from heaven and earth, it can do anything.
System, "I think, Mr. Huang, you'd better not take it lightly, even if the demon is not invincible, it is not something that ordinary people can identify and subdue."
Huang Dan said, "I know, Mr. System, thank you for your reminder."
He continued to read, and the next sentence was that no matter how much blood a demon bleeds, it would be fine, but it should not shed tears. Every tear shed would reduce the cultivation base by a hundred years. Re-cultivation, or disappear between heaven and earth.
After watching it, Huang Dan's heart became heavy.
The part recorded in the ancient book is only two paragraphs, and the latter part is forcibly disappeared, as if most of it is mutilated.
There are many types of demons, and there are big demons and small demons. I don't know whether he is looking for a big or a small one.
Huang Dan poured a cup of tea and sat at the table reading ancient books.
That night, Ta Geng was passing an alley. His shoes stepped on something and almost slipped. He took a look at the lantern, but he couldn't see it clearly, so he stretched out his hand to pick it up. Stumbling away.
Two strange things happened in the town, first a salesman, and then Li Widow.
In the alley was a piece of human skin, with hair and flesh sticking to it, and a pair of embroidered shoes next to it. The murderer seemed to have left it on purpose to reveal the identity of the deceased and cause people to panic.
Li Qifu's death hooked up the forgotten salesman, and his fear doubled.
The squires gathered in the restaurant to discuss from the town, or even to expand the scope, to select some capable people in the entire county to be responsible for patrolling, and what they wanted to discuss was the issue of funding.
The owner of the restaurant, Dai, is quite beautiful and tells stories about her bed.