Chapter 27 Libraries

Chapter 27 Libraries

When the night is about to fall.

The stone marrow hall, the hall, has been cleaned up, leaving only one chair in the middle.

In the dim light, Huai Shi still held a candle in her hand, always feeling like she was engaging in some kind of cult.

"Is it really okay to do that?"

"Probably not?"

The crow shrugged calmly, "I know you want to find clues through the records of Lao Yang in the Book of Fate, but I need to remind you that although the idea is good, you may not find anything useful through regular reading. record - after all, the most important thing to him is obviously his wife. Of course, if you want some dog food, just pretend I didn't say..."

Huai Shi sighed, "If you have something to say, can you reduce the number of lawsuits?"

"Aren't I afraid that you are not mentally prepared?" The crow whistled, "If you want to find something useful, you have to use some... not so safe method, you understand?"

"Take a risk, right?" Huai Shi sighed and sat down on the chair: "."

"I won't say much about the many principles. You know about psychics, right?"

"Nonsense, do you want to let Lao Yang go up?"

"similar."

The crow shrugged his shoulders very anthropomorphically, "Simply put, you can understand that the Book of Destiny itself is a manipulator for an important item, and what you have been reading all this time is just the catalog.

It’s as if you have a computer and are ready to engage in some cybercrime—what you have to do now is to use Lao Yang’s record as the account password, quietly access a dangerous prohibited server through the wall, and then find Lao Yang’s own browsing history ... In addition to the network inspection by the Internet Regulatory Commission, there is also the risk of being implanted by Trojan horses and viruses, you understand? "

"Will you die?"

"It's unlikely. After all, Lao Yang is just an ordinary person, and his records after death are just a pile of old files that will be overwritten naturally."

The crow patted him on the shoulder: "No matter how bad it is, life would be worse than death, right?"

"Oh, isn't that my normal day?"

Huai Shi accepted it calmly, and even had time to joke with herself, "Let's hurry up, hurry up, and hurry up."

"I am so relieved that you have such awareness, take out the book of destiny."

The crow cast a glance at him, and suddenly turned into a handful of green smoke. The smoke dissipated, revealing the shape of a branched quill. As Huai Shi's palm unfolded, the Book of Destiny, which has now been transformed into one with him, emerged in his hand.

The cover unfolded, and under her operation, countless Huai Shi's records over the years disappeared, and then, a hand-painted old-fashioned computer login interface unexpectedly appeared.

"Fortunately, I have retained a lot of source quality in Laotang Town, otherwise you wouldn't even be able to pay the dial-up fee."

The source quality for dozens of people flowed out from the tip of the pen and turned into ink. Under her drawing, the dialing progress bar slowly increased.

"Remember, after entering, you can only stay on the outside, absolutely absolutely never go deep inside, don't mess around, don't look around, don't touch... Anyway, don't do anything except what you have to do , the candle is in your hand, once the fire goes out, come back immediately, understand?"

The crow gave one last warning.

The moment Huai Shi nodded, he felt his eyes go dark, and the ink on the page suddenly distorted and turned into a whirlpool, pulling him into it.

It seems to have fallen for thousands of years, and it seems that only a second has passed.

Huai Shi seemed to have experienced many things during this process, but when he stood firm in the dark, he quickly forgot them.

"Don't look left and right - those memories are erased by me for you, if you don't want to have nightmares, don't think about it anymore, the time is only three minutes, little brother, hurry up!"

The urging of the crow woke him up from his trance.

The candle in his hand was burning rapidly, illuminating the surrounding scene.

Like a dilapidated library, there was a dusty and musty smell in the air. In the dead silence, Huai Shi stood among countless bookshelves, looking around uneasily.

He was alone in the silence and darkness that seemed to dissolve even death.

If it weren't for the candlelight in his hand, he would go crazy.

There was a scream and neighing in the distance, followed by a loud noise, and countless dust fell from the beams of the house in the roar.

Not knowing what happened, Huai Shi really wanted to lift the curtain to take a look, but when he saw the pale eye staring at him through the hole in the broken curtain, he wisely dismissed it. the idea.

"There are still two minutes and forty seconds! How long are you going to dawdle!"

The crow scolded angrily: "It's dangerous for my sister to help you watch the wind! What do you think was the sound just now, and you were almost spotted by predators! Hurry up!"

Huai Shi didn't dare to dawdle any longer, and looked down at the candle in her hand. After integrating into Lao Yang's broken records, the light of the candle pointed to the deepest part of the darkness, guiding him forward.

There seemed to be something else in the darkness, and trivial voices kept coming, but nothing could be seen in the dim light.

Only the sound of water droplets and fine friction.

It seems to be waiting for something.

Huai Shi accelerated the speed, and the sharp sound of the old floor being trampled continued to sound, spreading into the depths of the darkness. After a long time, he heard the voice of the crow:

"This is the bookshelf, the third row, the second book from the left! Hurry up! There's still one minute!"

Following her instructions, Huai Shi found the book she was talking about from among the same spines on the bookshelf.

All the books here seem to be the same, even without any marks on the spine and cover, as if they were randomly thrown here, and no one cares about them.

However, the moment Huai Shi opened it, he felt a sudden chill, and the premonition of death resurfaced—something was staring at him!

With an inhuman shriek, the floor, bookshelves and even the ceiling trembled, and strands of darkness stretched out from them, like jet-black flowing water, extending to the surroundings, touching and looking for traces of prey.

Relying on the candlelight, he could barely make out what it looked like, but he couldn't believe it: it was all hair, gathered together one by one, like a snake-like spasm and twitching hair! His dry and cold hair greedily groped for everything around him, and there was the sound of struggling and neighing in the darkness, followed by disturbing chewing sounds.

Bang, bang, bang.

Huai Shi swallowed, and moved her position carefully, her jet-black hair sprinted past his feet like a snake, and flowed into the depths of darkness.

"Are you here to see the animal world! Forget about the librarian who was assimilated by hell, she won't be able to find you before the candle goes out!"

Huai Shi gasped, "What the hell kind of place is this?"

"Is it too late for you to ask this now?" Crow said helplessly, "You still have fifty seconds."

Huai Shi didn't dare to delay any longer, so he opened the cover, and by the light of the book, he saw the densely packed handwriting on the page, but the handwriting didn't seem to need to be read. His gaze drilled into his consciousness, turning into countless fleeting images.

At first glance, Huai Shi saw Lao Yang's grandson squatting on the toilet to cheer herself up.

"my eyes……"

Huai Shi held her breath subconsciously, and quickly turned over this paragraph.

All the records seem to be fragmented and unsystematic, so he can only scroll down randomly, and there are few large pieces, which are all trivial things, and there are even some records related to art when he got a little red flower in the third grade of elementary school. The teacher confessed.

"Old Yang, you are quite precocious..."

Huai Shi sighed, and seeing that there was still a small half of the candle left, she quickly turned over this section and continued to search.

Soon, he saw the pale sister-in-law in the ward, and Lao Yang sitting beside the bed in good spirits.

"Don't worry, my wife, I'm rich now! At the end of the month, we'll transfer to the Provincial Court, and I'll find all the experts." He gently covered the slightly pale palm: "After two days When you are in good health, you can give me a big fat boy, a daughter, I like it..."

Seeing her smile, Lao Yang himself laughed too.

It's like being redeemed.

Huai Shi sadly turned a page,

But if you look down, fragments appear in the memory. A series of broken intentions are full of pain, fear and anxiety. At the end, a figure appears.

With a mocking smile, withered hair, and those red gloves that Huai Shi will never forget.

"Then, it's settled."

As the five fingers spread out, they covered Lao Yang's face.

A cold feeling poured into the brain.

Afterwards, there are continuous nightmares and trances. More and more fragments come out, as if drunk, maintaining daily life, but more often they gradually become walking dead, and they don't even know what they are doing. .

"Huai Shi, can you do it, there are still twenty seconds!" Crow urged.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Huai Shi looked at the candle that was burning to the end, frantically turned down, fragments, fragments, fragments, went to the hospital to deliver meals, went to the bank to transfer money, called to remind the final payment, and then received a call...

"The Tachibana Group's welcome party lacks a cellist, right? It's on me...Haven't you met that kid Huai Shi? Is his ability okay? Hey, yes, it's settled like that."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Yang crossed his legs triumphantly, hung up the phone, took out his notebook and memorized the summary, and sent a text message to Huai Shi: "The kid must jump up happily when he knows."

However, when writing the address, his expression suddenly froze.

The sending address is completely different from the one just written down.

Then, he dialed an unknown number, and said dully: "Transporter No. 4 is in place."

"Very well, come to me."

A hoarse laugh came from the phone.

Lao Yang got up and picked up the key.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew, and the light of the candle trembled

Remnant light fades away.

A strand of black hair quietly wrapped around Huai Shi's ankle, bringing a cold touch, as if frozen by ice... groping upwards one by one...

In an instant, Huai Shi's half body became numb.

"Damn it, why did the waves of the Sea of ​​Silver come here... Huai Shi, come back immediately!" Crow said angrily, "You're being entangled!"

"Quick, quick! I've almost found it..."

Huai Shi didn't bother to respond to her, and accelerated the pages of the book backwards, but the countless hairs stretched faster and faster, avoiding the light of the candle, growing behind Huai Shi's back, spreading, and entangled with his limbs, getting tighter and tighter. .

And Lao Yang was driving, heading east along the boulevard, turning left on Binhai Boulevard...Huaishi speeded up again, and heard the sound of the sea tide in the distance.

Black hair wrapped around his neck, tightening, and he couldn't breathe.

The candle trembled, the last ray of light was about to go out.

Lao Yang had already parked the car, walked out of the underground parking lot, walked forward with slow movements that drove Huai Shi crazy, turned left, went up, and climbed the stairs.

Huai Shi felt the wailing of the cervical spine, and the hair was going up, along his face, and was about to get into his eyes, mouth and nose.

The premonition of death is like falling into a sea of ​​ice.

Gradually cold from the inside out.

At that moment, he saw Lao Yang push open a door.

In the darkness behind the door, a familiar face appeared.

At that instant, the candle went out.

The darkness was like a fountain, engulfing him.

At the last moment, an invisible force pulled him upwards, and suddenly broke through the dark fog, like riding a roller coaster upside down, speeding upwards, but then, a strand of black hair floated up, coiled like a rope Grab his ankle and pull him down.

"Go away!"

Huai Shi exhausted her last strength, and cut off her pitch-black hair invisible with the axe.

At the moment of losing consciousness, he only heard an angry scream coming from the darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the familiar living room, bent down, vomited out the last bit of food in his stomach frantically, and heard the crow's scolding.

"Are you fucking crazy! Just a little bit! Just a little bit! You were assimilated there! Stay in hell at depth 27 forever with those ghosts!"

She glared at Huai Shi, "You have already been remembered by that thing! Before you break through to the fifth level and become the crowned one, you must never enter there again!"

"I found it……"

Huai Shi gasped for breath, shed saliva and tears in embarrassment, but her eyes were frighteningly bright, like the high beams on the hell highway.

"I found him..."

He murmured hoarsely: "I found him!"

Sorry, I have a bad cold, I forgot to set a regular update