At this moment, in the darkness, the black and white elders were looking at everything with great interest.
"Brother Black, this is Lei Feng's kid, it's kind of interesting."
Caressing the white beard, Mr. Bai said with a smile.
"It's kind of interesting, thinking that Zhao Haoran is also considered a late-blooming Tianjiao, and he was actually played around by this kid."
Heilao nodded, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
Both the black and white patrons are all well-known for centuries.
These two old readers have countless people, how can they not see that Deng Jiuling is playing famous
The two elders are most interested in Deng Jiuling's wit and deep understanding of Buddhism.
"Brother Black, I think this is good, why don't I give him a try?" Old Bai suddenly said.
"Anyway, you and I are here. I'm just being idle. It's better to have some fun." Hei Lao nodded.
This is not to say that the two elders admired Deng Jiuling very much.
But at least they don't hate Deng Jiuling.
The two old patrons were actually quite boring after decades of retreating from the library.
Wow!
After a long time, Zhao Haoran got up from the ground after waking up.
He turned a corner and immediately found an old man lying on the ground struggling.
"Young man, help me." The old man said eagerly.
"This old man, helping Grandpa cross the road is risky."
Zhao Haoran stopped, with cold eyes: "The disciples who can come to the second floor are not the ones who lack money."
"This old man must be a staff member here and wants to blackmail me."
But leaving like this doesn't seem very good either.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Haoran vomited blood and fell straight to the ground.
Boom!
When he landed, Zhao Haoran closed his acupuncture points, seeming to have suspended animation.
This trick is extremely clever, if it weren't for Bai who always practiced the three-step martial arts, he really couldn't see the problem.
"This kid, it's..." Old Bai Buffed his beard and stared, his angry nose crooked.
Mr. Bai always had a good impression of Zhao Haoran.
But unexpectedly...
Disappointed!
Next, many disciples passed by, but they didn't dare to help Old Bai.
It wasn't until Deng Jiuling passed by that he got up and helped Bai Lao up.
He patted Deng Jiuling on the shoulder three times, and said with a smile, "Friends of Taoism, good people."
After speaking, Mr. Bai turned around and went away.
What Elder Bai didn't know was that Deng Jiuling was still calm at this moment.
But Deng Jiuling's heart was full of laughter.
"If it weren't for God Eye, I really don't know, you old man has a problem."
Deng Jiuling thought secretly: "If nothing happens, could it be my chance, is it coming?"
Because of life and death, Deng Jiuling had an inexplicable awareness of his future.
Deng Jiuling always had a hunch that he would pretend to be lucky today.
It seems... Luck is coming
…
In the darkness, Old Hei frowned, his eyes filled with suspiciousness: "Brother Bai, you can really be sure, then Lei Feng understands what you mean?"
"It's best to understand nature. The old man gave him a chance."
Caressing the white beard, Old Bai said lightly: "If you don't understand, then it's not a big deal."
"Brother Black, you and I are just looking for fun, nothing more, why bother to care too much?"
Hearing this, Old Hei nodded, smiled and said, "Yes."
…
At midnight, Deng Jiuling's figure appeared on the second floor of the library.
On the second floor of the library, most people must leave after sunset.
But Deng Jiuling is a temporary worker sweeping the floor, so naturally he is not restricted.
But at the moment, the second floor is empty, nothing.
But Deng Jiuling didn't care, but took out the broom and slowly swept the floor.
I don't know how long it took, a towering figure appeared behind Deng Jiuling.
"Young man, how do you know that the old man will come here?"
With a smile on his face, Mr. Bai looked at Deng Jiuling approvingly.
"Old Bai Ge patted me on the shoulder three times, didn't he hint that I would come here in the middle of the night?"
Deng Jiuling put down the broom and said with a fist.
"You actually know that I am Elder Ge here?" Old White's eyes widened, a little shocked.
"In addition to the staff, there are only two senior citizens who can come here in the middle of the night."
Deng Jiuling clasped her fists and said: "Although I have seen two old Ge, I have been listening since I was young. The heroic deeds of the two old Ge have grown up, so I can naturally distinguish them.
With Deng Jiuling's invisible flattery, he shot Old Bai and smiled suddenly.
"Good boy, you are very nice."
Caressing his white beard lightly, the old white man looks serious: "In view of your excellence, the old man is going to give you a chance, are you willing to accept it?"
"Senior, please tell me." Deng Jiuling nodded, knowing that the highlight was coming.
"In fact, the old man and the old black pavilion are not guarding the library on the second floor, but the third floor."
Standing with his hand, Old Bai said proudly.
As soon as he said this, Deng Jiuling's face did not change, but he nodded and remained silent.
In this scene, Bai Lao looked more and more surprised.
"This son suddenly heard so secretive, it is incredible that he can be so calm."
Caressing his white beard, Bai Lao looked at Deng Jiuling's gaze, admiring and admiring more.
Although Mr. Bai is strong in martial arts, he couldn't do so at an age like Deng Jiuling.
However, what Bai Lao didn't know was that Deng Jiuling had already known the existence of the third floor of Cangshu Pavilion through his divine eyes.
When Deng Jiuling first saw the library, he was actually very surprised.
But Deng Jiuling's surprise was written in his heart, not his face.
Deng Jiuling was surprised for three full days before he recovered.
Deng Jiuling has been speculating that there may be real good things on the third floor of the library.
But the second level of martial arts was already broad and profound enough that Deng Jiuling couldn't digest it.
Although Deng Jiuling engraved the second level of martial arts one by one in life and death.
But in fact, Deng Jiuling didn't read most of the classics.
There are too many, how can I check it
However, Deng Jiuling was not worried about this.
Because once there is a need, Deng Jiuling only needs a thought to call out the classics and learn them instantly.
The third layer is visually invisible with the help of light, terrain, formation, and various feng shui elements.
Such a place must be guarding good things.
Deng Jiuling was shocked for a few days, and now he has recovered early. Naturally, he is not surprised, which caused Bai Lao's surprise.
"The third floor of this library contains the martial arts skills of each of the seventy-two halls of my Dalin Temple."
Hei Lao also walked out from the dark, his eyes were serious: "These faculties have remained in the third layer, and it has been a hundred years ago..."
It turned out that at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Western Regions were invaded by many countries.
At the time, the highest level of Dalin Temple felt that with the power of Dalin Temple, it might be difficult to resist thermal weapons.
Due to time constraints and various reasons, it is absolutely impossible to transfer these most precious classics.
The only way is to hide these classics in a top secret place.
In the end, some eminent monk thought of a way.
This method is to create a fire that makes people mistakenly believe that the library is destroyed.
Then, with the help of "rebuilding" the library, a large feng shui array was laid to hide the third floor.
So far, the "new" Library of Books has only two floors.
Elder Erwei guarded the second floor, and no one dared to be presumptuous, so naturally he could not discover the existence of the third floor.
In fact, even if someone jumped on the top of the second floor, they would not be able to touch the third floor.
Because under the guard of the formation, the top of the second floor they stepped on was actually a nearby mountain.
"I don't know what two seniors do you need me to do?"
After Deng Jiuling heard the secrets, he suddenly felt that the matter was not easy.
"Actually, this matter is not big enough to say it is big, but it is not a small thing to say it is small."
Caressing his white beard, Mr. Bai said solemnly: "The third floor of Zangshu Pavilion has not been cleaned for a hundred years since the late Qing Dynasty."
"We two old guys, I hope the little friend can do me a favor, go to the third floor to clean up and sort out the books."
"These classics are very precious, you must not go over them carefully, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
"Of course, after you clean up, we two old guys will naturally have gifts for the little friends."
As the voice fell, both elders' eyes were burning, looking expectantly at Deng Jiuling.
What
Hit... Clean up
I'm Cao!
After co-authoring for a long time, the two old patrons gave Deng Jiuling the opportunity to clean up on the third floor
puff!
Deng Jiuling has a black line, and the alpaca is running in his mind.
But when I think of my own life and death, I can engrave all books.
Deng Jiuling grinned suddenly, with a very honest smile.
"There is no need for gifts. I am the temporary replacement for Old Liu, and I am fully responsible for cleaning the library at the inner door."
Deng Jiuling smiled, clasped her fist and said, "Two seniors, please open the third floor. I will go in and clean.
"Russ can be taught."
Mr. Bai nodded and suddenly shouted: "Go!"
Boom!
The sound fell, and the ground under Deng Jiuling's feet instantly cracked.
Whoosh!
Deng Jiuling hadn't awakened yet, and he had already begun to fall.
Boom!
In the next moment, the earth healed and everything returned to calm.
"Brother Bai, what do you think?" Hei Lao said with a smile.
"This son is not bad, and it will become a great weapon in the future." Old Bai said with emotion.
"Since Huaque, in these hundred years, this son's character can rank second."
Hei Lao nodded, and said with emotion: "But Huaque, no matter his character, talent, or luck, can be regarded as unparalleled in the ages."
"It's really hard to say where Lei Feng can go now."
When the voice fell, Mr. Bai nodded and said with a smile: "But no matter where Lei Feng can go, isn't this just a pleasure for us?"
"Yes." Hei Lao also smiled: "The younger generation is natural for the younger generation. You and I are already old, and everyone who can help Lei Feng helps."
"As for how far he can go, that's his own business."
"If he died on the third floor, it would have nothing to do with us."
When the voice fell, it turned into the sound of thunder, and it seemed to entrain a bit of coldness and death.
…
Rumble!
The next moment, Deng Jiuling landed, and suddenly found that there was a green light in all directions.
"This third floor is actually underground and within 100 meters underground?"
Deng Jiuling blinked immediately and raised his eyes to look around...