Rather than saying it is a Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it is more appropriate to call it Guo Sen's study.

In a room of only five or six square meters, two rows of bookshelves stood against the wall, a set of huanghuali chairs and a desk against the window, and the two drawers above the desk were locked by Guo Sen.

After Hao Lingtong left, Qingyang began to look at the books on the bookshelf.

When the red moon comes, many civilizations are destroyed. Needless to say, books are so precious nowadays. It can be said that after the arrival of the red moon tide, everything has returned to its most primitive time. Even paper is made in the most primitive way.

Fortunately, China has always preserved these most primitive skills, so although the order collapsed after the arrival of the Red Moon Tide, China was still able to organize quickly to ensure that the fire would not be extinguished.

Although the current order of China's restoration is only in large towns, and it has almost returned to the legendary ancient enfeoffment system, after the great disaster, the wisdom advantage of the Chinese people has emerged.

Of course, these re-established orders are limited, most areas are still in disorder, and the law of the jungle is still the mainstream after the mutation of heaven and earth.

Qingyang looked at the hundreds of books in front of him and couldn't help but admire Guo Sen's methods. You must know that in today's chaotic world, these hundreds of books can be said to be priceless treasures.

Qingyang carefully took out the linear book and smelled the fragrance of ink from the book, feeling peaceful in his heart.

He couldn't help but think of a book that his father brought him when he came back before the Red Moon Tide. At that time, he was still young. He held the book and regarded it as a treasure. Every time before going to bed, he had to smell the ink fragrance of the book to fall asleep peacefully.

However, after the arrival of the Red Moon Tide, the book was accidentally torn apart by a ferocious beast during a fight. For this reason, Qingyang did not even suck the flesh and blood of the ferocious beast, but directly punched it into mincemeat.

Now that he smelled the long-lost fragrance of ink, Qingyang felt extremely peaceful and carefully opened it. The book recorded a secret method of skin refining. Although it was rough, after practicing it, he could complete the cultivation of the skin refining realm, but the previous

The road is unclear.

Even so, Qingyang looked at it very carefully. His wisdom greatly increased at this time, and he could not help but deduce the essence of this secret method in his mind.

By the time he finished reading the whole book, Qingyang had already understood the secret technique of skin refining and absorbed its essence. Compared with the ancient boxing technique he practiced, he found that it was also mysterious. It was just that the person who created this secret technique could have practiced it himself.

He is not very advanced, or may even have no cultivation, but only knows some superficial knowledge of martial arts, so he deduced this secret method.

Even though this method is crude, Qing Yan still admires the person who deduced this secret method. It must be known that it is easy to learn the Tao but difficult to establish it. Even from this crude secret method, Qing Yan has gained a lot.

Putting down the book in his hand, Qing Yan took out a new one and studied it carefully.

It was not until two hours later that Qingyang, who was immersed in books, suddenly smelled the long-lost fragrance of food. He couldn't help but look up and saw that Qingli had changed into a blue women's clothing. Looking from a distance, Qingli was looking pretty and dusty, with the hand in his hand

Holding a tray with food on it, he walked up and said, "Brother, it's time to eat."

"Eat!" Qingyang couldn't help but be a little stunned when he heard this long-lost word. It has been three years. For three years, the three brothers and sisters have been fighting for survival in the wilderness, drinking blood like hair.

The meals that were considered ordinary before the Red Moon Tide have not been eaten in the past three years. All meals were filled with the flesh and blood of ferocious beasts or wild fruits from the mountains. On several occasions, the brother and sister ate unknown wild fruits.

As a result, he almost died from poisoning.

Fortunately, the three siblings were lucky enough to survive.

At this time, looking at the food in Qingli's hands, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Qingli looked at his brother's appearance and felt sad. He also thought about the missing Qingyuan. If he had not disappeared, it would be great if the three brothers and sisters were together, enjoying delicious meals and playing with each other.

Qingyang took the food and said, "Is this made by Li'er?"

Qingli said sheepishly, "I don't know how to cook it. This is made by the chef here!"

Also, Qingli, a little girl who was only twelve years old before the red moon tide, how could she learn to cook? She had been fighting constantly for three years and had never even seen rice. How could she learn to cook?

Qingyang thought to himself after hearing this.

Now they took out the silver needle and prepared to test the poison. The brother and sister were new to this place, so they couldn't be too careful.

Although the silver needle poison test can only test a small part of the poison, there is no better method now. Besides, the silver needle in Qingyang's hand was secretly made by him. It is much stronger than ordinary silver needles. In the wilderness,

Qingyang often used it to experiment with unknown wild fruits and vegetables, and it was very useful.

Qingli put down the food and looked at the books in the room. He couldn't help but admired, "There are so many books. Guo Sen knows how to collect them. I remember that brother, you had a book before. It was so precious. Later, it was killed by a ferocious beast."

Tear it to pieces, you punched that ferocious beast into pieces in a rage, making Brother Yuan and I hungry for two days. If we hadn't happened to meet a weak earless rabbit later, I'm afraid we would have starved to death.

In the wilderness."

Speaking of Qingyang's past, Qingli couldn't help but chuckle.

Qingyang also remembered that incident. The ferocious beast could have fed his brother and sister for two days, but he had destroyed it in a rage. At that time, the three brothers and sister had been hungry for two days and their strength had dropped greatly. If they had not encountered

An earless rabbit with little fighting power, the three siblings would die from the mouths of vicious beasts even if they did not starve to death.

Since then, Qingyang has not dared to be willful in his actions, and has thought twice before doing anything, and has become the most stable existence among the three brothers and sisters.

The silver needle in his hand was made after Qingyang thought about things more and more thoroughly. In the past three years, this silver needle has saved the two brothers and sisters from countless poisonous fruits.

Poison.

It can be said that the three brothers and sister have been able to stay intact for the past three years, firstly because the nameless ancient boxing skills practiced by the three brothers and sisters are unparalleled, and the three brothers and sisters have made rapid progress in martial arts.

Secondly, if the three siblings work together, even if they encounter a beast that is stronger than them, the three siblings can kill it together.

Finally, there is the silver needle in Qingyang's hand. After the mutation of heaven and earth, whether it is birds, animals, insects, fish, or flowers, plants and trees, they have all mutated. Some flowers, plants and fruit trees have mutated into rare spiritual fruit fairy plants, but there are also more

They mutated into poisonous weeds and poisonous fruits, which are extremely poisonous. If not for this silver needle, it is unknown whether they would still be alive now.

Inserting the silver needle into the food, Qingyang waited nervously. After all, the smell of the food was too tempting. He hadn't eaten it in three years. If it was poisonous, although it could be remade, the cook obviously couldn't use it again.
Chapter completed!