Chapter 949： Book stack (1/2)
Entering the stone tower, Lanling suddenly looked up;
”Well, why is the poor grandpa not here?” Lan Ling said strangely, looking at the empty hall on the first floor of the stone tower;
”Little guy, why do you want your poor grandpa?” An old voice came from the second floor. Soon, an old man in a white robe walked down slowly from the second floor. He still had a bright piece in his hand. Kampa!
”Well, isn't this mother's Jinpa, why is he here with the poor grandpa?” Lan Ling's gaze was immediately attracted by the Jinpa in the hands of the old man, asking curiously;
”Oh, this was accidentally left by your mother before coming here. The poor grandpa knew that you were coming, and brought it here deliberately, so that you could bring it back to your mother-in-law!”
The old man looked at Lan Ling with kind eyes and handed Jin Pa to him, but did not look at Song Jian beside her, as if he was air.
”Poor grandpa, this is my good friend Song Jian. I want to take him to the library to turn around, you know, he is a human, he likes it ...” Lan Ling took the hand of the old man in the white robe, aside Shaking while spoiling;
”Yes, go, but there is only one tea effort!” The old man narrowed his eyes at Song Jian and nodded;
”Grandpa poor, he is my best friend, and he gave it to you ... Well, what do you say, you allowed us to go up?” Lan Ling froze, some could not believe his ears;
”Hey, who made the poor grandpa like you the most? Come on up, remember, there is only one tea effort!” The old man in the white robe gave a glance at Song Jian and snorted coldly;
At this moment, Song Jian suddenly fell into the abyss, and a scene like the blood and blood of the corpse suddenly appeared in front of him. The blood of the waves rushed towards Song Jian, which drowned him instantly;
There was a clear stream in his mind, which spread all over his body. Song Jian suddenly woke up from the hallucinations. The old man's eyes almost demanded Song Jian's life. At this time, Song Jian realized that the old man's killing intention was strong It is just like the substance, but it is difficult for ordinary people to feel its existence;
”This is a strong man whose strength is no less than that of Mochizuki River Turtle, at least it is the peak of the third-order combat power, no, this old man should have surpassed the third-tier combat power!” Song Jian wiped his forehead Cold sweat, secretly in my heart;
”Well, the young man has good willpower!” The old man flashed a strange color under his eyes, and said softly, ”Go up, there is only one tea effort, and you will be kicked out automatically when time is up! You can pick a sword, and if you choose more than one, you can't learn it! ”
After speaking, the old man did not look at the two of them at one glance, walked to the side and sat down, his eyes were slightly closed, and he drank tea;
”Hurry on, hurry off!” Lan Ling was afraid of the old man's remorse and hurried Song Jian towards the second floor;
Seeing Lan Ling's hurried appearance pulling Song Jian, the old man sighed secretly and shook his head;
Song Jian was pulled onto the stone ladder by Lan Ling, feeling as if he had passed through a layer of light curtain, and suddenly entered an extremely vast space;
It's like a huge hall. The walls around it are filled with bookshelves that are more than ten meters high. The shelves are full of books. In the center of the hall, a strange book is stacked randomly. Ten meters of Shushan, from time to time, there are books falling from the top, it looks like a pile of garbage, no one cares at all;
”Huh, really, those guys don't know where to return to when they read the book, hum, next time I see them, I have to beat them hard!” Lan Ling looked at the book hill in front of him, and he was suddenly angry. Road
”Where are the swordsmanship you said?” Song Jian asked;