The dark tower is the hard core of ancient darkness, which has existed since ancient times. Sunlight, a nouveau riche attached to Lingsi Feng, slipped into the tower, and its invasion made the darkness very dissatisfied.
The door closed behind Lingsi Feng, and he felt the air moving. Darkness surged back, completely filling the space previously occupied by sunlight. Even if the light was still there, you couldn't see where the two met.
The tower is filled with an ancient atmosphere, with a hint of crow droppings.
Standing in such darkness requires courage. Ling Sifeng is not very brave, but he still stands still.
Something was snorting under his feet, and the spirit wind was as stable as Mount Tai. The only reason he didn't move was because he was afraid he would step on something worse.
Then, a hand like a leather glove touched his hand, with a very light and gentle movement. A voice said, "Yes - head
Lingsifeng raised his eyes.
There was a bright flash above my head, and this time the darkness finally gave way. Lingsi Feng saw it.
The entire tower is filled with books. On the dilapidated spiral staircase surrounding the tower, each step was packed with books. The floor was also piled with books, although judging from the way they were piled up, it may be more accurate to say 'snuggle up'. They are still squatting - well, they still inhabit - every window sill on the brink of collapse.
They were quietly observing him, but not using their usual first to sixth senses. Books are very good at conveying emotions and meanings - although they may not necessarily convey their own feelings. Lingsifeng suddenly understood: they wanted to tell him something.
Another flash of light. He realized that it was magic from the Tower of Dafa, reflecting down the hole leading to the ceiling.
At least it helped Lingsifeng see clearly that what was panting on his right foot was actually Wangfusi, which made him feel much more at ease. Now as long as we can figure out what the gentle and stubborn clicking sound next to our left ear is
A flash of light once again fulfilled his wish, and he found himself facing the prince's small yellow eyes. The lizard patiently and patiently clawed at the glass bottle, a meaningless and gentle gesture, as if he didn't really intend to escape, just a little curious about how long it would take to grind through the glass.
Ling Sifeng lowered his head and looked at the pear shaped big guy of the librarian.
There are thousands of books here. "His voice was already low, but was later absorbed and annihilated by countless rows of magic books." How did you get them all over
Right head, right head
What are they
Right - head. "The librarian gestured vigorously with his bare elbow to create a tapping posture.
Fly
Yes - the head
Can they fly
Yes - head. "The gorilla nodded.
That must look spectacular. I also want to take a look someday
Yes - the head
Not every book is safe and sound. Most of the more powerful big magic books successfully escaped, but a seven volume herbal medicine book lost its contents in the fire, and there are many trilogies mourning their lost brothers and sisters. Many book spines have burnt marks, some books have lost their covers, and the nail lines hang uncomfortably on the floor.
A match was lit, causing the pages of the books on the wall to rise and fall, appearing uneasy, but it was just the librarian lighting a candle. He set up a large table against the wall, covered with ancient tools, as well as many cans of rare adhesives and a binding table. The injured folio has already been bound to the table. A few faint magical flames crawled over the book.
The gorilla stuffed the candle into Lingsifeng's hand, picked up a surgical knife and tweezers, and bent down towards the trembling book. Lingsi Feng's face turned pale.
Uh, "he said," do you mind if I walk away a bit? I feel dizzy when I see glue
The librarian shook his head and extended his thumb, absentmindedly pointing to a plate of tools.
Right - head, "he commanded. Lingsifeng nodded pitifully and obediently handed the other person a pair of long scissors. Two damaged pages were cut off and thrown on the ground. The muscles on Lingsifeng's face twisted in a wave.
What are you going to do with it? "He easily squeezed out a few words.
Yes - the head
Removing the appendix? Oh
The gorilla gave another thumbs up, but this time it didn't even raise its head. Lingsifeng took out a needle and thread from a compartment on the plate and handed it to the other party. The tower was very quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of needles and thread piercing through the pages of the book. After a long time, the librarian finally straightened up:
Yes - the head
Ling Sifeng took out his handkerchief and helped the gorilla wipe away the sweat from his forehead.
Yes - the head
You're welcome. Will it get better
The librarian nodded. Above their heads, rows of books breathed a light sigh of relief.
Ling Sifeng sat down. Books are all afraid. In fact, they were frightened, and the appearance of the great mage made their spine cool. The attention of each book is focused on Lingsi Feng, and immense pressure approaches him from all directions like sin.
Okay, "he murmured," but what can I do
Right - head. "The librarian glanced at him. People who wear crescent shaped glasses often look at people from the top of their glasses, revealing a confused expression; The gorilla had the same expression just now, but he wasn't wearing glasses. He reached out and took the next book.
I mean, you know my magic doesn't work
Yes - the head
As for Dafa, I say it's terrifying. I mean, it's the source of all magic, the earliest thing that has existed since the beginning of time. Or at least before and after breakfast
Yes - the head
In the end, it will destroy everything, right
Yes - the head
Someone should come out to stop this so-called Dafa, shouldn't they
Yes - the head
But this person is definitely not me, you see. When I came over, I thought I could do something, but that tower! It's too big! It must be able to resist all magic! If the most powerful wizard has nothing to do, what else can I do
Right - head, "the librarian agreed while stitching the damaged spine of the book.
So, you see, I think we can have someone else save the world this time. I'm not good at this
The gorilla nodded and reached out to take off his hat from the Lingsi Wind.
Hey
The librarian ignored him and picked up a pair of scissors.
Listen, that's my hat. Can I trouble you if you dare to -
The wizard flew up and got a bang on his head. If he had time to think, he would have been surprised inexplicably. Usually, the librarian would walk unsteadily in the library, like a balloon with a bad temper, so most people forget that beneath that loose fur were super strong bones and muscles, enough to push the calloused joints of the fingers into the thick oak board. Hitting the librarian's arm is like hitting a furry iron rod.
Wangfusi started bouncing up and down, excited and barking loudly.
Lingsifeng let out a scream, which was an indescribable roar. He bounced back from the wall, grabbed a stone as a big stick, lifted his foot and charged forward. Then he firmly held on.
The librarian crouched in the center of the floor, scissors next to him - but not yet - his hat.
And he was still grinning at Lingsi Feng.
They stared for a few seconds, like a frozen oil painting. Then the gorilla dropped the scissors, took a few non-existent dust particles from the hat, straightened the tip of the hat, and put it back on Lingsifeng's head.
After a moment of shock, Lingsifeng noticed that he was still stretching his arm and holding a heavy and lifeless stone in his hand. At this moment, the stone had not yet recovered from the shock and forgot to land on his instep for a moment; He sneakily transferred it to his side in time.
I understand. "The wizard leaned back against the wall softly, rubbing his elbows with both hands
He stuttered for a while before finally closing his mouth. Then he shrugged his shoulders.
Okay. But ultimately, what can I do
The librarian answered his question with a relaxed gesture, expressing the meaning as clear as a "yes - head": Lingsi Feng is a wizard who owns a hat, a magic book in the library, and a tower. For those who practice magic, this can be said to have everything. In addition, he also has a gorilla, a bad breath beagle, and a lizard in a glass jar. Of course, these additional items are not necessary.
Ling Sifeng felt some pressure on his feet. Wangfusi's reaction has always been very slow, and now it is closing its empty gums onto the wizard's boots and biting hard towards the area where its toes are located.
Lingsifeng grabbed the puppy's neck and the hard fur on its buttocks - let's call it a tail for now until we find a more suitable word - and gently lifted it aside.
Okay, "he said," you'd better tell me what happened here
In the center of the huge and cold Stopyeong Plain, Anko Mobock stretched out in all directions like a bag of dried offal that had fallen to the ground. From the perspective of the Carrick Mountains overlooking the plain, this scene is particularly spectacular. On the battlefield, the magic of shooting off target and rebounding expands upwards and outwards, solidifying into bowl shaped clouds with a unique brilliance shining in the center.
The road out of the city is crowded with refugees, and every hotel and guesthouse along the way is fully booked. Or almost every room is packed.
On the main road leading to Kelm, there is a cozy little tavern nestled among the big trees, but it seems that no one wants to visit. This is not because everyone is afraid to go in, it's just that they are not allowed to notice its existence at the moment.
About half a mile away, there were some fluctuations in the air - three figures fell into a large patch of lavender out of nowhere.
They lay passively in the sunlight, among the branches and leaves they had smashed and flattened, waiting for their minds to return to their original positions. Finally, Korisso asked, "Where do you think we are
It smells similar to some people's drawers for storing underwear, "Konina replied.
It's definitely not mine, "Nagil firmly denied.
He stood up carefully, moving very slowly. "Has anyone seen that light
Forget it. It's probably sold for repairing the bar, "said Konina.
Nagil fumbled among the lavender for a while and finally came across a small metallic object.
Found it! "He announced loudly.
Don't wipe! "The other two people spoke in unison, but they were still a step slower. However, this is actually not a big deal, because Nagil's cautious wiping did not produce any effect, only a few lines of fiery red handwriting appeared in mid air.
Hi, "Nagil read," don't put down the oil lamp, because your business is important to us. Please leave your wishes after the music, and soon, it will become our mission. At the same time, please spend eternity happily. "After reading, he added a comment," I said, I think he's a bit too invested
Konina remained silent. Her gaze crossed the plain and fell on the scorching magic storm. From time to time, some of them would escape and fly towards a distant tower. Despite the rising temperature, she couldn't help but shiver.
We should go down as soon as possible, "she said," this is very important
Why? "Asked Korisso. He only had one glass of wine and hasn't truly regained his previous easy-going demeanor.
Konina opened her mouth, and then - which was highly unusual for her - closed it again. How can you explain this? Every gene in her body is dragging her forward, telling her to get involved. The phantoms of the long sword and the meteor hammer constantly invaded her conscious hair salon, and the reason was as simple as that.
Negil is the opposite, he completely cannot experience such pressure. It's enough for him to have his own imagination to move forward, and his imagination is indeed abundant, more than enough to float a medium-sized fleet. He looked towards the direction of the twin cities, but unfortunately he didn't have a chin in the first place, otherwise his chin would have revealed a resolute line.
Korisso realized that he had become a minority.
Is there any wine down there? "He asked.
There are many, "Nagil replied.
That's reasonable, "Shalifa reluctantly gave in." Well, lead the way, oh, the beauty of pink breasts -
Don't read poetry anymore
They broke free from the lavender bushes, followed the hillside downwards, and finally walked onto the main road. Soon they passed by the small tavern mentioned earlier, or, according to Corisso's insistence, the exotic inn.
They hesitated to enter because it didn't look very hospitable. Konina's genetics and upbringing make her enjoy wandering behind buildings: she found four horses tied up in the yard.
The three of them carefully examined them.
This is theft, "Nagil said slowly.
Konina opened her mouth to express her agreement, but the words "why not?" slipped out first. She shrugged her shoulders.
Perhaps we should leave some money - "suggested Nigel.
Don't look at me, "said Cory Cableway.
Or write a note and stuff it somewhere. What do you think
Konina's answer was to leap onto the tallest horse. It probably belongs to a soldier, as weapons are hanging everywhere immediately.