Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 43
(6)

Everyone strolled in the atrium and came to a building that covered several rooms. The three words "Book Collection Pavilion" were written on the plaque.There are some shriveled cracks and old dark brown in every stroke and every stroke.Obviously, this pavilion is decades old and has not been repaired for a long time.

The slender noble boy walking in front waved his hand, and the maids on both sides of the door nodded and opened the door.The wooden door made bursts of "squeaky" sounds and welcomed a few people in.

Mei Lan lighted ambergris everywhere inside. At this time, he happened to be in front of the door not far from the door, standing on a small stool, tiptoeing up, lighting the incense burner.Seeing the arrival of Ganxi, he hurriedly got off the stool, stepped forward and said, "Young Master, everything you ordered is ready."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." After Ganxi replied, he motioned for a few people behind him to follow, and Mei Lan followed closely.

Smelling this carefully prepared fragrance and stepping in this unique ancient pavilion, the newcomers can't help but feel awe in their hearts, and their thoughts and words are all cautious and solemn.The surrounding bookshelves decorate the pavilion like a labyrinth. Only a few high-hanging ventilation windows let in the sunlight, and the rest are dark places.

Seeing countless books, Zhao Xiaomei couldn't help but think of the boring life before leaving home, and her emotions were still affected by Murong Yan and Bai Feng.Due to the surrounding atmosphere, I didn't dare to make a loud noise, so I could only cover my mouth and whisper to Zhao Kuo, saying, "Brother, we don't have to follow, right? It's not our background anyway..."

"Aren't you curious, sister?" Zhao Kuo replied, "Why does Brother Bai have such a close relationship with Miss Murong? As far as I know, he is an extremely cautious person."

"Yeah! I'd like to know too, that 'Wizard's Bloodline' sounds quite interesting!" Ajuan said.

The little sister had to sigh and follow the two to continue.

"Cough cough!" Gan Xi stopped in front of a bookshelf and said, "Several, the article is here. Mei Lan! Find the location of "Anecdotes of the Gan Family" for me." Holding the candle, he took a small step up the ladder.After a short while, I took this classic book bound with strings, and its surface was already yellowed.

Gan Xi turned a few pages, handed the book to Murong Yan, and said, "Miss Murong, this "Witch of the Red Dust" is about your mother's affairs, please read and browse for a while."

Shao Qing, after several people read it one after another, they were all amazed.

"It is said that the moment the descendants of the 'Wizard's Bloodline' touched the body of the person who was destined, the fates of the two of them were tightly intertwined." men and women, preaching.

Bai Feng and Murong Yan looked at each other for a moment, and then tacitly avoided each other's gaze, blushing slightly with embarrassment.Thanks to the background of the candle flames, the scene seemed like Qianxi was matching the two.

"They are destined to be a couple. What's the point of me?" Zhao Xiaomei stared at the scene in front of her and said to herself helplessly: "But, I can't forget..."

Zhao Kuo, who was holding the books on the side, accompanied Ajuan to Ganxi, and said, "Young Master Gan, since Miss Murong's 'destined person' is not your Excellency, why does Young Master Mei have to travel all over the world to find someone for your Excellency?"

Gan Xi pursed her lips and smiled, "Mei Lan, go and prepare water and sweat towels."

After hearing this, Mei Lan was shocked and asked, "Young Master, there are so many people here, really want to..."

Gan Xi nodded firmly.A few moments later, Mei Lan held up a bronze-colored face plate with both hands, with a white sweat towel hanging on it, and placed it on a round table in the cabinet.Qianxi sat at the table and wiped off the makeup on the left face with a water-soaked sweat towel.Half of the face gradually faded from the unnatural whiteness and regained some blood.

"Several, please come to the pavilion door and wait." Gan Xi raised his hand to the pavilion door and asked.

Everyone moved to the door one after another, and most of the surrounding servants were dispersed, leaving only Mei Lan by Ganxi.Several outsiders watched Ganxi look up in the sunlight, and Mei Lan on the side was particularly worried.In an instant, Ganxi's face where she lost her makeup gradually became strange.

Under the sunlight, the skin that had been white and tender had formed several blisters, and the blisters were surrounded by shriveled skin, which looked like a tens-year-old old man.

"Master!" Mei Lan shouted in front of the door: "Master, please don't force yourself!"

"Uh!" Gan Xi suddenly knelt on the ground, lowered his head and covered his left cheek, Mei Lan and Bai Feng hurriedly helped him to a dark place.

Murong Yan stepped forward and asked, "Young Master Gan, what's wrong with you?"

With trembling hands, Ganxi grabbed Murong Yanzhi's sleeve, raised her head to face her, and said, "Miss Murong, only you can save me! Only the 'Wizard's Bloodline' can remove my curse!"

Seeing the faces that were half as old as dry fields and half as young as children, everyone was really startled.Murong Yan could only reply hesitantly: "I...I don't know...how to do..."

After staying in this dark place for a while, his face gradually returned to its original state, and Gan Xi gradually could not feel the severe pain, and his expression calmed down.Several people helped Ganxi back to the round table and continued to discuss about the "blood of the witch".

"Master Gan, what exactly is this weird 'curse'?" Bai Feng asked.

Ganxi stroked his left cheek and recalled with a smile: "That was when I went north to search for the legend of the Xianbei witches. At that time, I was only an adult and full of blood, I wanted to record all those strange things. I don't know that the road is dangerous, so I suffer from this strange disease, and I can't see the sun all day long."

"Since that day, the young master has not been able to collect the rumors of strange monsters from all over the world. He can only entrust me, and all the strange people in the Liuli Pavilion..." Mei Lan said.

"Then... how did you get this disease?" Murong Yan asked.

"This matter, please gather at Liuli Pavilion tonight to discuss in detail." Ganxi cupped his hands and said, "Because there is someone who knows better than me." After that, a person who traded in Jianghu news came to visit, The dry seal ordered Mei Lan to send a few people out.

This confusing morning made several people very upset.I thought that Jiangzhou was a paradise on earth, but I didn't know that it was only the surface scene of the inner city; I thought everything would end when I got home, but I didn't expect the story to start now.

Bai Feng and Murong Yan were not as good as before.Originally, the two only knew a little about the legend, and what connected them was their mutual ignorance.But now, with the lessons of Murong Yan and Gan Bi, a shackle called fate locks them together.For better or for worse, at least now, they have a clearer affection for each other than ever before - they love each other.

"However, I learned the art and descended the mountain in order to resist fate!" Bai Feng said in his heart: "If I am hindered by this fate, then everything I have done before, and Master's ambition... I should How to do?"

Murong Yan was also thinking in her heart: "Brother Feng has not only me, but also the people of Dawn who suffered for the war. Am I really more important than them?"

The two were puzzled by this, and what appeared on the outside was that when the two walked on the road, they became farther and farther away from each other.Ajuan, who was walking in front, saw the strange appearance of the two behind, so she told the two beside her.Seeing this, Zhao Xiaomei should be happy for herself: because she has the opportunity to take advantage of the gap between the two.However, her inner anger overshadowed everything.

She was angry that it was impossible for her to break up the two friends; she was angry that the two friends did not cherish this relationship, but instead looked more and more estranged.

"Hey! You two, what's going on?" Zhao Xiaomei walked over, put their hands together, and said, "Bai Shaoxia, Sister Murong. I don't know what you are thinking, but if you don't have Bai Shaoxia, My brother and I couldn't have walked to today's Jiangzhou together; without Sister Murong, I might have died of illness long ago. In the same way, if you hadn't met Sister Murong, Bai Shaoxia, you wouldn't be alive today! So... not only You, our destinies, have long been linked together!"

After the words were finished, the little sister's tears couldn't stop flowing.

Murong Yan stroked Zhao Xiaomei's head and comforted her again and again.

And Bai Feng, as if he had figured out something, said to himself, "That's right, I'm too conceited..."

Zhao Kuo and Ajuan over there were stunned. It was really surprising that Zhao Xiaomei, a childish girl on weekdays, said such remarks.

The five continued to walk back to the road and returned to the Liuli Pavilion.Bai Feng smiled and squinted at Murong Yan, but the other party responded with an unsure look.

(End of this chapter)