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Ghost Library (8)

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    The warm sun was dozing behind the clouds, and a thin drizzle fell in the sky. The raindrops hit the face, bringing out the slightest chill, and even the wind blowing was mixed with the coolness of the drizzle.

    But no matter what the weather is outside, it has nothing to do with him.  Ji Juowen sat behind the bar, staring at the drizzle falling outside the door, not knowing what he was thinking.

    Recently, he seems to have fallen in love with this position. He always likes to sit here with a book, and almost turns this place into his exclusive seat.  Maybe it's because every time he looks at the pot of flowers that are different from the dead life in the entire library but full of vitality, he feels better.

    Ji Juowen turned the pages of the book in his hand with his usual indifferent expression.

    But after a moment, the movements of his hands slowed down a little. Although there was no change in his face, anyone who was familiar with him could detect the little fleeting emotion between his eyebrows.

    All of this is probably due to the man Ye Mingxuan who disappeared for three days?  Or is it the little cake that always appears with him?  It seems that the latter is more likely.

    (Ye Mingxuan: The baby feels bitter but he doesn¡¯t say it.)

    A white bird of unknown species suddenly hit a transparent wall. The reaction force generated by the hit on the transparent wall caused the white bird to be knocked upside down and flew out. However, the bird  He didn't seem to be frustrated, but instead hit the same position again and again, only to be knocked away again and again.

    "How long has it been since you hit that bird outside?"

    "It seems like three days."

    ¡°It¡¯s so noisy.¡±

    "How long will it continue to hit?"

    ¡°It¡¯s really noisy.¡±

    "That doesn't seem to be an ordinary bird?"

    "Look at it, not even a single feather has been knocked off."

    "What does it want to do?"

    Ji Juowen paused with his hands, closed the book gently, and looked towards the white bird outside the door. The bird also paused suddenly, as if it felt his gaze, tilted its little head, and looked in his direction.  passed.

    The two mung bean-sized eyes are different from the agility of ordinary birds. They look lifeless. It is better to say that they are eyes, but they are two black stones embedded in its eye sockets, without any vitality that they should have.

    Then Ji Juewen knew.  He waved his hand, and the transparent "wall" in front of the white bird rippled slightly. When the white bird flew over again, it passed through smoothly, passed through the gate, and landed lightly on Ji Juowen's stretched out hand.  On hand.

    It cried a few times and suddenly spread out, turning into a piece of white paper scattered in Ji Juowen's palm. There were two lines of small words written on it. He only glanced at it, then held it with his fingers, and the white paper suddenly turned into flying objects.  Ash.

    ¡ª¡ªThe person is in our hands. If you want him to live, come quickly.  The address is written on the line below.

    Ji Juewen frowned slightly in displeasure, like a lingering fly.

    He looked out the door, but his steps did not move. The ghosts in the room also sensed the unusual atmosphere, and they all kept silent, quietly pretending that they were normal books that could not speak.

    Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the small pot of white flowers that were blooming vibrantly. Ji Juewen's heart moved. The flower pot fell into his hands slowly, and then he concentrated his whole body and blended into the small pot of flowers.  , walked out of the door slowly, paused in front of the barrier, raised his feet, and walked through it slowly.

    Although I felt some obstacles, I finally came out, but the white flower became wilted, and the two breaths were forced to merge. It was rare that the flower did not die immediately, thanks to the remaining trace of popularity in the flower.  Presumably this potted flower was not bought casually on the street, but Ye Mingxuan had been raising it for many years.

    ??????????? Otherwise, his aura would not have been tainted, making it so easy for Ji Juowen to sneak out of the barrier that allowed him to enter and exit freely.

    These thoughts lasted only a moment. Ji Juewen thought and disappeared.

    The sun at noon was quite strong, causing a thin layer of sweat to form on people's foreheads. In an open space away from the houses on the street, there were a bunch of people of different ages sitting or standing in different clothes.

    One of the men, who looked to be in his thirties, had an impatient look on his face and said, "It's been three days, will he really come? Isn't it because you made a mistake?"

    "Impossible, I saw this man and that monster entering the cinema together that day. They must be related!" Another man said with certainty.

    "If you are so sure, then why is that ghost three days old?It's tied up.

    But even in such a situation, Ye Mingxuan's eyes were still firm, without any fear or fear, but the gentle smile that he usually wore on his face could not be found. He was very calm, and quite a bit like Ji Juewen's usual appearance.  .

    Li Yueming raised his eyes, and his eyes flashed across the well-preserved painting, which showed an extremely brilliant face drawn one by one. Then he slowly took out a handkerchief, trying to wipe away the unknown expression on Ye Mingxuan's face.  He wiped the dust that he had picked up from somewhere, but Ye Mingxuan turned his head to avoid it.

    Li Yueming didn't care either, he just looked at him gently, and sure enough he saw something slightly similar to the man in the painting.

    Then, before he could speak, the person in the painting finally came belatedly and suddenly appeared not far from everyone.

    Or maybe it¡¯s just right?  No longer paying attention to Ye Mingxuan, Li Yueming turned around and looked over in the direction of other people's eyes. He suddenly showed a smile, and with his silver-black hair, he felt quite kind.

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