In front of the ancient library.
Zhang Shenwu and Mo Ziyun stepped forward.
"Um?"
The old man sitting next to the library door put down his tea cup, looked at the two people in confusion, and said, "What day is it today? You two little kids actually came to me? Why? Don't we have many things going on in the sect?
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When the two heard the sound, they both smiled bitterly and stepped forward to clasp their fists.
"Meet Elder Huang."
"Don't be too polite. I'm no longer an elder. Now I'm just an old janitor." The man waved his hand and then said calmly: "What, are you here to pick up the books? Or are you here to inspect?"
"Inspection." Zhang Shenwu said hurriedly.
If an elder wants to learn the soul skills here, he must also defeat the trials like his disciples.
However, the elders have a privilege, that is, they can enter it for inspection. If they inspect, they can also read the internal books and even study, but they cannot take away the soul book. Each elder has a certain number of inspection opportunities every month.
After hearing what Zhang Shenwu said, the old man didn't hesitate, took out a token from his waist, threw it to the two of them, and said, "Go to whichever area you want to go to."
"Thank you, elder."
The two clasped their fists, took the tokens, and walked inside.
Soon, there was a rumble.
The door opened and the two hurriedly stepped inside.
Seeing the anxious steps of the two, the old man frowned, but didn't think much about it.
In fact, he didn't really like this so-called inspection.
Although this inspection provides convenience to the elders and seems to allow them to come into contact with a large number of ancient soul arts and increase their strength, it actually has many harmful effects.
First of all, the inspection cannot take away the soul book, which means that these elders only rely on words and memory to practice. In this way, it is difficult for them to practice the soul skills in the soul book. Secondly, if they inspect, they can read it.
Any books in the library will become more complicated as they come into contact with them more.
As the saying goes, being miscellaneous but not refined is not good for the soul.
The old man shook his head repeatedly, took a sip of tea, and continued to sit cross-legged with his eyes closed.
But it didn't take long.
Boom!
The door was violently pushed open from the inside.
Then two figures rushed out, sweating profusely and looking at the old man with frightened eyes.
The old man looked sideways and saw that these two people were Zhang Shenwu and Mo Ziyun who had just entered.
Seeing their extremely pale faces, the old man was greatly surprised.
"What's wrong with you?"
The old man asked in surprise.
"Elder... something happened..." Mo Ziyun's lips trembled and her voice trembled.
"Something happened?"
The old man suddenly stood up from his chair and shouted in a deep voice: "What happened?"
"The library... was stolen!" Zhang Shenwu shouted hoarsely.
"impossible!!"
The old man almost roared, staring at the two of them with cold eyes.
Boom!
The bodies of the two men suddenly sank, and an invisible pressure fell on them, making them both somewhat unsteady on their feet.
The old man seemed to realize that he had lost his composure and immediately restrained his anger, but his expression was still very serious.
"What do you mean? How could the library be stolen? Old man, I have been sitting here, day and night, who can steal books from the library under my nose? Or are you doubting my ability?"
The old man asked sharply.
Zhang Shenwu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Mo Ziyun said hurriedly: "Elder, you... you will know after you go in and take a look..."
The old man's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, and immediately turned around and walked towards the door.
Zhang Shenwu and Mo Ziyun also followed immediately.
As soon as the three of them entered, they arrived at the fourth area of ​​the library, only to see...
The bookshelves in the entire fourth area are all empty... not a single soul book.
The old man's face immediately turned pale. He rushed over and touched every bookshelf with trembling hands. After a while, the man was as dumb as a statue.
"What's going on...? What's going on..."
He murmured.
There are more than a dozen bookshelves in the entire area... but there is not a single book?
"We don't know either..." Mo Ziyun whispered.
The old man stared blankly, not believing what he saw for a while.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and rushed towards the third and second areas.
However...everything is just like the fourth area. The bookshelves in the third and second areas have also been emptied, and not a single soul book is left.
Clean... not even a speck of dust left...
The old man instantly collapsed on the ground, seemingly out of his mind.
"Currently, only the first area is intact." Zhang Shenwu took a deep breath and whispered: "Elder, what is going on?"
"Ask me...who should I ask?" the old man said weakly.
"Have you been stationed at the gate during this period?" Mo Ziyun asked.
"Of course." The old man glared at Mo Ziyun and gritted his teeth: "The words of the palace master are like thunder. The old man would rather die to guard the palace, so how could he leave his post without authorization? It's just...what should the old man say to the dead palace about what happened today?
The Lord has told me..."
Speaking of this, the old man sighed again and again, as if he had aged countless years.
The two of them naturally knew who the dead palace master the old man was talking about was.
They looked at each other, only to see Zhang Shenwu hesitate for a moment, and then cautiously said: "Elder, maybe this is not stolen!"
"Um?"
The old man suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "What do you mean by that? Do you know where these souls are going?"
Thinking about it, these two people suddenly appeared here for no reason. They definitely didn't come out of nowhere.
For a moment, the old man's expression became solemn, and his eyes looking at the two of them were particularly hot.
"Maybe... know something..." Zhang Shenwu hesitated for a moment and said, "May I ask the elder, has anyone come to the library recently?"
The old man thought for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and immediately rushed to the door, took out a simple token from under the coffee table, and then injected his soul energy into it. The token instantly emitted bursts of brilliant light, and when the halo dissipated
Finally, the old man raised his head and said: "A disciple did come here some time ago. He is from Hunwu Hall, his name is Bai Ye!"
"It's indeed him!"
Mo Ziyun suddenly said.
"he?"
The old man frowned: "You mean, all the books here were stolen by this person named Bai Ye?"
"Maybe... it wasn't stolen..."
Mo Ziyun said carefully.
"If it's not stealing, what other ways are there?" The old man snorted: "I don't care so much, this Bai Ye is so bold! He even dares to steal books from the ancient library? Hurry up and call that Bai Ye over right away!
To be continued...