Chapter 947： Willpower (1/2)
At night, Song Jian heard the soft tap of the door and opened it for a look. Lan Ling stood anxiously in front of the door. When she saw Song Jian, she said in a low voice, ”My mother knows you are here, and I keep talking. , Until now you let me out, are you anxious? ”
”Fortunately, your mother didn't blame you?” Song Jian asked, and he suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to run to her house with Lan Ling.
”Okay, don't say so much, let's go to Lange Bookstore. Just tonight they are preparing for tomorrow's birthday feast. They will be much busy. The bookstore should only be guarded by the poor grandpa. Hold this pot of wine and bring it Give it to him, and the poor grandpa will let us in. ”Lan Ling handed a small gourd over one foot long and said;
Song Jian had a gourd, and immediately saw the attributes of the wine in this gourd;
”Baizhen Liquor: Drink, quality is rare, the effect of use: Shutai whole body after drinking, all illnesses disappeared, mental value recovery speed increased by 100%, drunk like a dream dream! Item description: This wine consists of hundreds of precious fruit medicine Brewed, made from the ancient Fanghouer wine, it is valuable! ”
”Just a mental value recovery speed increased by 100%, is it worth it?” Song Jian was a little puzzled, but he still put away this small gourd which is estimated to only contain three or two wines;
”Let's go, let's go!” Lan Ling seemed to be anxious, pulling Song Jian's sleeve toward the courtyard;
Song Jian found that the way Lan Ling took him was not the one when he came in the morning but led to the deeper part of the manor.
The two ran on a path, and Song Jian noticed that they seemed to be running towards the mountain and looking back. Song Jian saw the manor courtyard at the foot of the mountain from afar, the lights were bright, and it seemed that many people were busy with something.
Looking at the scenery on both sides was getting more and more dying, Song Jian couldn't help asking: ”You, where are you taking me?”
”Langzhi Bookstore!” Lan Ling whispered, ”Do you think that the Lanzhi Bookstore is outside, but that is the real important place of Xuanyuedong. Only when you enter the hinterland of the manor, you can enter the real Langzhi Bookstore!”
”The real Lange Library?” Song Jian said for a moment, since there is real, meaning, there is still a fake Lange Library?
When Song Jian explained his doubts, Lan Ling rolled his eyes and said, ”Of course there is a fake, oh, have you seen that big red tree?”
Looking in the direction of Lan Ling's finger, Song Jian saw that in the southwest corner of the manor below, a dark red ancient tree exuding a faint light, like a huge fire candle in the night.
”There is the Lange Bookstore that most people think of!” Lan Ling said, ”But there is a trick for outsiders. The real Lange Bookstore is in the hinterland of this mountain!”
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In the backyard of the main hall of the manor house, a graceful and luxurious woman, sitting in front of a basin of clear water, appeared at this time. It was Lan Ling proudly showing off the real Langzhi library to Song Jian;
”Huh, this dead Nizi!” The girl's brow frowned, and she couldn't help but patted the handle of the wooden chair, and whispered, ”It's hard to prevent, the thief is hard to prevent, the younger one, go out secretly. After a turn, he even brought a wild man back! ”