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Chapter 47

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    This time, it took him more than ten breaths of effort to bring himself into a half-dream and half-awake state.  Perhaps because of the emotional agitation, at this stage I always feel that I can leave my body, and try to stand up.  But as soon as he tried hard, he woke up again.

    Finally, after tossing and tossing for a while, he gradually fell asleep, and his consciousness was finally clear, and he left the body.

    Then he walked to the courtyard, walked through the wall and wandered around the mansion without noticing anything unusual.  Put it back on again, and walked carefully to the backyard.

    He had never been to the backyard, and he didn't know if a wealthy businessman like Tao Wenbao would have asked for a spell to keep his house safe, so he walked very slowly, ready to deal with various situations at any time.  It was not in vain to be careful - there was indeed a bronze mirror embedded on the lintel of the small door leading to the backyard.  The bronze mirror is hidden under the eaves of the door, usually you have to walk directly under it and look up to see it.  But now the thing was emitting a faint white light in the darkness, like a lamp.

    Li Bochen walked over slowly, feeling a little warm on his body, and a sense of dryness in his heart, but he didn't feel uncomfortable.  I don't know if the evil bronze mirror doesn't work, or because I have a special situation.

    So go through the door and into the backyard.

    The backyard is quieter than the front yard, with rockery and pool water, where Tao Wenbao and Tao Dingchen lived.

    Li Bochen sighed, thinking that Tao Wenbao has treated him very well so far, and Tao Dingchen has also treated him as a master and apprentice, but now he comes to visit other people's residences late at night, which is really the work of a villain.

    Since I felt ashamed, I just walked around the backyard and listened carefully.  Both of them seemed to have fallen asleep. There was no light or sound in the room, so they went back to cover the room.

    Chen Sangu, the cook, lived in the back room, and was still awake at this time, and the handyman, Old Xu, was with him.  Maybe they picked up the leftover food and wine from the banquet, and cleaned up the table for themselves.  The two chewed slowly while drinking the remnants of the wine, relatively silent, but also quite contented.

    He stood quietly beside the two of them for a while, but he never saw anything unusual about them. He only heard a faint sound of "cracking" in the distance, like someone fiddled with chains.  Judging from the source of the sound, it should be outside the house, perhaps from someone nearby.

    Li Bochen finally felt relieved, walked back to the front yard, found his own residence, lay down on his body, and woke up.  He forcibly suppressed the agitation in his heart, and told himself to fall asleep again.

    When he woke up the next day, it was not yet full light.  So I went to the water room to wash up, punched behind the flowers in front of the house, and drained my blood several times.

    After a while, Chen Sangu brought breakfast and went to serve Tao Wenbao and his son.  Lao Xu took a big broom and swept the courtyard, and Li Bochen moved a small stool and sat at the door, eating and watching.

    After another hour, Tao Wenbao and Tao Dingchen finally went out.  The boy slanted a small green cloth bag with tassels, his face full of reluctance.  Seeing Li Bochen standing at the door of the house, he called out, "Master, I'm back from school to learn swords from you!"

    Only then did Li Bochen realize that yesterday was the last day of the first lunar month, and it was Tao Dingchen's literary holiday, so he played at home.  Tao Wenbao sent his son to study literature and asked his daughter to work in academics, probably because he hoped that his son would become an official in the future.

    People with a literary background are very likely to become subordinate officials at all levels of the state capital. Although they cannot be the chief officials like the children of the national surname, and it is difficult to be promoted, they are considered upper-class people after all.  Is it just that he will pass on the family business to Tao Chunxi in the future?

    But these are none of his business.  Li Bochen nodded and smiled: "Okay."

    Tao Wenbao rubbed his son's head, nodded to Li Bochen, and went out.  At this time, the genius just came to light.

    After struggling for another hour, I finally heard the bell in the backyard ring eight times.  He got up immediately, said hello to Old Xu, the concierge, and went out into the street.

    I asked two people along the way, and bought four palm-sized black-faced buns at a roadside bakery for three yuan, and carried them in my arms. After walking half an hour, I arrived at Shuxue.

    The Shuxue of Zhangcheng was built very much like the Tulou Fortress of some barbarians in the west of the Son of Heaven Kingdom. It is a perfect circle, five stories high, and a circle of open space is surrounded in the middle.  When he was standing on the side of the street, he saw many young men and women with hurried expressions coming in and out, some of them should be working in Shu Xue, and the other should be studying in Shu Xue.

    There are long hawker stalls on the street at the entrance, selling all kinds of food and drink.  Although Li Bochen had eaten breakfast, he still felt thirsty when he saw those steaming glutinous rice cakes, white sausages, chicken skin, lamb tripe, spring pancakes, and burnt hammers. He thought that after returning home, he should tell Chen Sangu that he had to get more food for himself every meal.  of.

    He touched the black-faced bun in his arms, and followed the young men and women into the gate of the academic school.

    Speaking of which, he is only twenty-two years old, and he can be regarded as one of the young men and women.  But after staying in Beiyuan for those years, I already feel a bit out of touch with these people.entered.  Fortunately, academics are open to all "sighted people" as they heard in the army, and no one came to stop him.

    After entering the gate, I saw a wide open space surrounded by the building, about the size of a school yard in the army.  There are several three-storey tiled houses in the field, the outer walls are whitewashed, and they look clean and tidy.

    He only knew that the Wenguan was in Shuxue, but when he came, he found that the Shuxue in Zhangcheng could accommodate one or two thousand people, so it was hard to find a Wenguan.  He stood by the door, and when he saw a girl passing by with a less hurried expression, he saluted, "Young lady, please excuse me."

    The girl looked around and stopped: "What's the matter, sir?"

    "I want to ask, where is this library?"

    The girl smiled, and pointed to the field: "Here, it's there. Sir, walk in along this road, first go to the water room on the left to clean your hands, and then you can go in and study."

    Li Bochen hurriedly said: "Thank you."

    The girl covered her mouth and smiled, looked at him again, and walked away lightly.

    Actually, it feels a little familiar, Li Bochen thought.  So I also have a good impression of this school - when I was in the army, some soldiers joked that men and women were mixed in the school, and I am afraid that it is the world's first-class place that discredits public morals. Looking at it now, it is really nonsense.

    A quarter of an hour later, Li Bochen wiped his hands on his clothes and walked into the library.

    This library should be a library, he thought.  When I walked in, I found that the layout was similar, except that the books were not arranged vertically, but lay flat on the shelf.  Maybe he came early, when the museum was empty and there was no one there.  Looking at the door, he was stunned again¡ªa cupboard was placed, and a woman was sitting behind the table with books stacked beside her. It seemed that she might be the manager or handyman here.

    This familiar feeling is so wonderful that Li Bochen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.  Seeing the woman writing down something in the notebook on the table, he waited for her to raise the pen and said, "Excuse me. How should I read the book here?"

    The woman looks plain, but she has a natural smile.  He raised his eyes and looked at him: "Naturally, I use my brain to read - just kidding - what book do you want to read, sir?"

    Li Bochen thought for a while, then lowered his voice: "Is there anything about the ancient secret spirit and spirit master?"

    The woman was taken aback.  After looking at him carefully for a while, he slowly said: "Yes, there are. But sir, do you know the risks of reading this kind of book?"

    Li Bochen said: "I know this."

    The woman asked: "Sir, do you have a teaching position in science? Or a local student?"

    Li Bochen answered truthfully: "None."

    The woman shook her head: "That won't work."

    Seeing Li Bochen frowned, he looked at him again: "Sir, if you don't want to understand deeply, there is a "National History" over there, and some mysterious spirits and spirit masters are mentioned in that book, why don't you read it?  That's it." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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