Killing God

The footsteps stepped on the thick dust, leaving clear footprints one by one, and the deep gurgling sound of the old wooden ladder made people worry that it would collapse under the heavy pressure.

But luckily nothing happened, Shen Shi walked up the wooden ladder to the second floor of this small library building.

Just as I felt when I looked down, the second floor of the small building was very dark. Standing at the stairs, Shen Shi opened his eyes and could only vaguely see that the area of ​​the second floor seemed to be smaller than that of the first floor, and at the same time it was dark. In the shadows, there are a few black figures standing there, and their shapes seem to be similar to those of the bookshelves on the first floor.

It should also be a place for collecting books, Shen Shi thought in his heart, he groped to find a window next to him, and hurriedly opened it first, suddenly a burst of bright light and fresh breeze rushed over, making him narrow his eyes slightly, deeply After taking a breath, he turned around and observed the place again.

Sure enough, it is similar to the first floor, but on the second floor of this small building, there are only two bookshelves, and there is nothing else.And there are not many books on the bookshelf. At first glance, at most, there are only about one-third of the space, which is much worse than the fullness downstairs.

"Huh?" Shen Shi was a bit curious, walked to the bookshelf, first swept away the old dust with his hands, and then picked up a few books at random to look through them.

Having read a few books so roughly, Shen Shi found that the volumes here seem to be not much different from those on the first floor in terms of content. Those who went down were directly sent to the second floor, not because the scrolls on the second floor were more precious than those on the first floor.

With this discovery, Shen Shi's curiosity faded a lot, but since the books are all similar books, there is not much difference between reading on the first floor and reading on the second floor. Standing in front of the two bookshelves on the second floor, I slowly flipped through the books, and when I saw something I was interested in, I took it out and read it a few times.If it really aroused interest, he stuffed it into his arms directly, saving it for a closer look in the future.

The breeze blows into this small building from the window, bringing a refreshing coolness, and the time passes unknowingly between the lines.Shen Shi's eyes lingered on these scrolls, and for some reason he suddenly felt as if he had returned to the time when he was a teenager studying in the first floor of the sky, but now all this seems to have become like an unreal dream...

For a moment, a little bit of confusion floated in his heart, but he finally woke up from the inexplicable emotion, smiled at himself, gently closed the pages in his hand, and put them on the shelf Once released, he closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then continued to walk behind the bookshelf.

I don't know which senior from the Black Phoenix Monster Clan was the one who built this small library and collected so many books, but at least for now, Shen Shi doesn't seem to find anything in these books that particularly arouses him. Interesting good book, and looking at it, the books and classics collected in the small building often contain strange and strange contents, including history, humanities, geography, stories, legends, admonitions, etc., but they are not classified into categories. A very confusing feeling.

Perhaps, that senior of the Black Phoenix Monster Clan was just trying to be arty?Such a not-so-respectful thought crossed Shen Shi's mind. When he was chatting with the old white monkey before, he had heard the old monkey monster say that although most ordinary monsters don't read books nowadays, In the days of the Heavenly Demon King's Court in the past, collecting scrolls was a very elegant and popular thing among those high-ranking demon clans who were rich and powerful.Bao Buqi Now there are some monster clans who admire and remember the glory days of the Heavenly Monster King's court in the past, and it is also a good thing to collect books and classics as a collection.

It's just that if you really like to collect books, how can you not take care of these books and put them in categories? It's probably not reliable.

Shen Shi pursed his lips, his fingers lightly slid across the covers of the books on the bookshelf, paused occasionally, took out a book to read for a while, then put it back on the bookshelf, and continued to search for books.After looking at two rows of shelves without knowing it, I didn't feel that there were any particularly precious books, only the bottom shelf of the last bookshelf remained.

There are not many books here, it seems that there are only a dozen of them, and in the case of no one flipping them, these books are all placed in a random way, and the pages of the books are also very worn out, obviously collected from that year. The time here is not so precious, it was thrown here by the master at will.

Shen Shi squatted down, didn't have much hope, just flipped through the scrolls casually as before.

Read one, throw one away, read one, throw another one, they are really boring and useless miscellaneous books, I don’t know how they were included back then, presumably the Heifeng Yaozu who collected the books didn’t have a good eye. All right.

In such a short time, he almost finished reading the books on the bottom row of bookshelves, shook his head, and when he was about to stand up, Shen Shi's eyes froze out of the corner of his eyes, but he looked at the bookshelves at the end of the bookshelves that seemed to be randomly thrown away. A piece of torn paper with faint writing on it.From the way it looks, the paper is already dilapidated, and I don't know how many years have passed, the dust on it is probably less than half an inch thick?Even most of the handwriting was blocked, and only one or two words could be vaguely seen, and it was still a little blurry. It seemed to be a few words similar to "Yin Yang".

Shen Shi paused for a moment, shook his head and didn't think much about it, and didn't bother to look through the dirty paper, so he stood up and walked towards the stairs, ready to go to the first floor to find the old white monkey.

The sound of low footsteps resounded on the wooden stairs a few times, and the creaking sound echoed, but after a while, it suddenly stopped again, and then the sound of footsteps sounded again, but it was Shen Shi who somehow turned around and left Come over, squat down in front of the bookshelf just now, and then pick up the torn piece of paper.

Shaking it vigorously, the dust flew up in an instant, as if time had accumulated countless hours on this scroll, and finally turned into countless fine dust.Through the dust, Shen Shi brought the book to the bright place, and saw a few lines of writing on the old and worn paper:

Yin and Yang are the way of heaven and earth, the discipline of all things, the parent of change, the origin of life and death, and the palace of gods. (Note [-]).

Yin and Yang...

Is it the way of yin and yang?

Shen Shi silently stared at the torn paper in his hand, stared at the writing on it coldly, read and read this difficult and mysterious passage, the light in his eyes gradually brightened.

He thought about it quietly for a long time, and then began to examine the torn paper carefully, looking over and over carefully, but apart from this paragraph of text on the paper, there didn't seem to be any other traces on the torn paper.

Shen Shi frowned slowly, hesitated for a while, and suddenly ignored the filth on the ground, lying directly on the bottom of the dusty bookshelf, searching every inch of it carefully.

Inch, inch, and inch, the ancient bookshelf slipped silently between his fingertips, the dust fell silently, and when he accidentally tapped somewhere, the bookshelf would still emit a low, muffled sound. until at a certain corner, the echo suddenly became thicker.

Shen Shi's hand gestures paused, and he tapped lightly and repeatedly several times. After confirming that the corners of the bookshelf were different, his eyes became brighter, and without hesitation, he directly started to dismantle the wooden frame. , he finally opened a gap in the thick wooden frame, and then, Shen Shi saw the inside of a wooden beam there. At some point, a deep circular groove was dug out, and a black scroll lay quietly there.

Shen Shi's heartbeat suddenly became fierce, and even his breathing became a little quicker. He grabbed the black scroll hidden in the dust and had been forgotten by endless years, turned it upside down, and looked at the bottom of the scroll.

Under the shadows, in the depths of the blackness, a faint golden flashed past.

It is a lifelike flower that seems to have crossed time and never withered——

Horse chestnut.

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At the entrance of the small building, the little black pig's ears twitched, as if it suddenly seemed a little restless.

It looked around, and there were no one around the small building, not to mention any strange noises. At about the same time, there was a burst of noise from somewhere far away from the mansion. There was a lot of noise, vaguely as if some amazing event had happened.

However, such a distant matter was of no interest to this little black pig who eats and loves to sleep. At this time, it walked around the door of the small building a few times, feeling hungry.

There didn't seem to be anything edible around here, so the little black pig shook its head helplessly, stayed where it was for a while, and finally turned around and walked into the small building.

The pig's hoof left another clear footprint in the dust on the ground, and the little black pig soon saw that the old monkey monster was standing by a bookshelf, holding a book and reading it intently, as if Didn't notice myself at all.

Anyway, this old man wouldn't give himself anything to eat, so the little black pig groaned a few times, ignored the old white monkey, and turned around to look for it, but he didn't see Shen Shi's shadow, but he saw him in front of him. The stairs, and the footprints on the stairs.

Xiao Hei ran over, and went up to the second floor in three steps at a time. Although the dust here seemed to be heavier than that on the first floor, which made the little black pig feel a little uncomfortable, but it soon saw Shen Shi and was immediately happy He got up, hurried over, and rubbed against Shen Shi's feet.

It's just that Shen Shi's appearance seems a little weird at this time, holding a strange black scroll in his hand, observing and thinking over and over again, unexpectedly he didn't notice the little black pig running to his side.However, under the persistent grinding of the little black pig, Shen Shi finally came back to his senses and glanced at the little black pig.

The little black pig met its owner's gaze, and snorted twice, and its short and curled tail wagged a few times, showing a bit of flattery.

Shen Shi has been taking Xiao Hei for three years, and he knows the habits of the little black pig well. He can tell at a glance that this guy is hungry again, and he came to ask him for something to eat.On weekdays, he would still tease and play with Xiao Hei, but at this time all his thoughts were on the black scroll, and he was really in no mood to pay attention to the little black pig, so he casually reached out to his waist to take off the sack and threw it directly. Gave it to the little black pig.

On weekdays, he would prepare some food for Xiao Hei, put it in a sack and hang it around his waist, and because the Little Ruyi Ring that he brought back to the demon world had already been damaged, some important personal items were also packed in some cloth bags, including The talismans and talismans made on weekdays were also packed in extra cloth bags, so there were several bags hanging on the belt, but the food bag was a sack, so it was easy to recognize.

Seeing a bag thrown by Shen Shi, the little black pig immediately became excited. It had already been used to being fed by Shen Shi for many years, and happily took the cloth bag in its mouth. Looking at the foul-smelling dirty dust around him, the little black pig actually showed some distaste, picked up the cloth bag in one bite, ran down the stairs, ran out of the small building, and returned to the original small building On the stone steps outside, he put down the bag.

Hehe, today's bag seems to be bigger than usual, it seems that I can have a full meal!

Xiao Hei thought so, and then opened the mouth of the bag with his nose.

Amidst the faint sound of drooling, for some reason, it didn't have its favorite smell of meat. Instead, a moment later, under Xiao Hei's astonished pig eyes staring blankly, a warm and smooth meat that shone with blue, yellow and purple light The ball rolled out yo-yo, circled twice in front of it, and then seemed to be going down the stone steps.

Xiao Hei stretched out his pig's trotters, and took the strange bead back, but its two eyes stared at the bead, and when the light flickered, it became a little dazed for a while.

(Note [-]: The language comes from "Su Wen?? Yin and Yang Yingxiang Dalun").