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Thanks to Zhang Sheng's good temper, he looked at this man's thin figure and pale complexion, but he stared at the book so hotly that people could easily feel his longing.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Sheng finally chose to give in half a step: "Are you also interested in what the naturalist said in the past two days? I will meet with people tomorrow to continue the debate. The content of this book is very important to me." He explained according to his own thoughts, and halfway through the sentence, the man finally shifted his attention from the book to him, but the straight eyes made Zhang Sheng feel a little cold unconsciously, "If you really want to read it, why don't we read it first?" Shared reading? No matter who goes first, this book will be left to the person who continues to read it."

After speaking, Zhang Sheng looked at the visitor and waited for his answer.It is impossible for him to put down the book and leave now, letting himself be hung up by half of the content he studied.If this person does not want to read with others, then he has no choice but to ask people to leave.

However, the man didn't speak for a long time.

Zhang Sheng blinked, thought for a while and then asked: "What do you think, brother?" You have to give a response? !

Finally, he replied: "Then...so be it."

Oh, no matter what, there is a solution, Zhang Sheng was inexplicably relieved, and hurriedly arranged the chair next to him, and moved the book to the middle of the two seats: "Sit at the table, brother." He said At the same time, he asked, "I don't know what to call Xiongtai?" Otherwise, it would be inconvenient.

The man sat down next to him, his eyes already looking into the book.Probably Zhang Sheng gave in half a step, but he still answered Zhang Sheng's question: "My surname is Su."

Before I knew it, another half an hour passed.

Zhang Sheng finished reading this page, rubbed his sore eyes, and moved the wick of the oil lamp to make the flames bigger.

Su Sheng beside him was still watching seriously. His speed of watching was slower than that of Zhang Sheng, but he was extremely serious.Zhang Sheng would occasionally raise his head to relax, but no matter what time it was, Su Sheng always seemed to be immersed in his studies.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sheng noticed a problem. The oil lamp was placed in front of him before. When he asked Su Sheng to sit down, he did not think of moving the oil lamp to his side. Now most of the light from the oil lamp is on his side. It was very dark there.

Could it be because of the lack of light, so I can see more slowly?

Zhang Sheng thought in his heart, somewhat embarrassed, and quickly pushed the oil lamp over there: "The light is too dark, why didn't you tell me, I'm really sorry, I didn't think about it before."

When Su Sheng heard his words, he raised his head obviously slowly, looked at Zhang Sheng suspiciously, then looked at the oil lamp, shook his head and said, "No problem."

Seeing Su Sheng buried himself in his studies again, Zhang Sheng couldn't help but feel admiration.

Now that it was late at night, Zhang Sheng glanced at the books on the table, got up with a sigh, and said, "Brother Su, it's late at night, so I'll go back first." He swallowed it back again.

Su Sheng didn't answer, as if he had never heard of it.

Zhang Sheng didn't have to ask others to say goodbye, he just stretched out his hand and moved the oil lamp completely in front of Su Sheng, flicked the wick twice, and left quietly.

The next day, when Zhang Sheng woke up, he felt dizzy and weak.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the classmate who lived in the same room had already come to support him and helped him to sit up against the head of the bed, and he heard the slightly delighted voice of the classmate: "You finally woke up! "

"Well, what's wrong with me?" Zhang Sheng raised his hand and pressed his aching head, and asked.

"You have a fever." The classmate held up a bowl of medicine with a bitter taste and handed it over, "I saw that you hadn't come back when you arrived at home last night, so I thought you wanted to read until dawn again like last time, so I went to bed first." Yes. When I got up this morning, I found that you had come back. Fortunately, I saw that your complexion was not very good. I looked carefully, otherwise I didn’t know that you had a fever and missed the time to find a doctor. "

The classmate is talkative, so he babbled about the matter before asking, "When did you come back last night? Could it be that you got the chill from the night wind?"

Zhang Sheng thought about it, but his mind was muddled, and finally shook his head: "I don't remember either."

"Drink the medicine first." The classmate didn't ask after seeing this, and stuffed the medicine into his hand again.

The medicine had just been decocted, and it was still hot. After this bowl of medicine, Zhang Sheng broke out in a thin layer of sweat immediately, and felt better.

Zhang Sheng was still thinking about what the naturalist said, put down the medicine bowl and wanted to lift the quilt, but his classmates pressed him firmly: "What do you want to do?"

"I haven't finished the book yet!" Zhang Sheng said quickly, "I don't know if Mr. Today has released any new content."

"Just take a rest!" The classmate usually has more strength than Zhang Sheng, not to mention that Zhang Sheng is still sick at this time, so he pushed back immediately, "Don't say that you are still feverish at the moment, just the cold will It can be big or small, the doctor told you to stay in bed for the next two days, don't worry about those anymore."

"But—" Zhang Sheng was still unwilling.

The classmate didn't let him finish his sentence, so he picked up a book and sat down in front of his desk: "Okay, our husband is the person in charge of this matter, don't you still worry that you won't be able to read that book after waiting for two days?" Book? I’ve been watching you here for the past two days, if you’re in a hurry, rest at ease and get well soon, then you can go see it earlier!”

As a result, Zhang Sheng was forced to stay in bed, and let him scratch his heart and lungs to know what was going on outside, but his classmate refused to give up a single step, just decocted medicine for him on time as the doctor ordered, and watched him drink it.

However, it was only the second day after this retreat, and news came in from outside.

The book collection of the academy executed people.

The person who found it was looking for a book early in the morning, but he didn't expect that one person fell to the ground, his body was already cold.

The death of another scholar dissipated the excitement and excitement brought about by Natural History, and the students in Jinzhou finally remembered the recent successive deaths.

In the past, most of those deaths happened in bookstores, but now they entered Old Master Lian's academy together with them.

For a time, people panic.

Even the great Confucians who got together to study that book on Natural History also had two different opinions.Half obsessed with research, don't want to stay still, thinking that if death is really in front of you, you should at least study the book in front of you as much as possible.The other half, Jinzhou, who advocated leaving the evil gate temporarily, they can go to another place to settle down together and study again.

The two sides couldn't argue.

Even the old master couldn't make up his mind for a while, and finally chose to ask the owner of this book for advice.

But, contrary to Old Master Lian's expectation, Mr. Su Wen didn't answer whether he was willing to leave with them for temporary shelter. Instead, he said with certainty: "Let the students return to their rooms early tonight, and no one will be left in the library. This matter can be solved."

Even the old master looked at her in surprise.

What kind of woman is this?Being able to silently recite ancient books that have never been handed down to the world, and now he can say the words "this matter can be solved" with such certainty.

You know, since students in Jinzhou died one after another, the government and local families with some savings have sought out capable people and strangers to solve them, but they haven't even been able to detect any abnormalities.

It was impossible to tell what was abnormal about the deceased, let alone the slightest trace of evil spirits.

"Miss, you know, this incident has happened for more than a month, and hundreds of people died." Old Master Lian persuaded.

But Su Wenjun just shook his head: "It's okay, Master will go on as I said."

It was night, Su Wenjun and Nangong Jing came to the library as they had said in the day.

The house was quiet, but all the oil lamps in the house were lit, which was obviously done by the old master, and the oil lamps were filled with sesame oil before dark.

Mr. Su Wen saw this thought.

There was no one in the room, and she didn't look around, but just scanned the collection of books in the house, picked up a fresh one, and just stood there and opened it.

After reading half of the book, Su Wenjun's hand, which was about to continue turning pages, stopped suddenly.She raised her head and looked to the right, and there was a person standing there.

Su Sheng.

Su Sheng seemed to be completely unaware of the abnormalities around him. He looked at the book in Su Wenjun's hand and walked over slowly: "Can I read this book for a while?"

Su Wenjun just looked at him quietly without answering.

After waiting for a while, Su Sheng repeated it again, his eyes full of longing for the book: "Let me read it for a while, I have a good book here, we can exchange it." He held up the book in his hand as he spoke. , Show the book cover to Su Wenjun.

Su Wenjun glanced at it, and it was the book that was held in the hand of the person who died earlier.

"Where did you come from for this book?" Su Wenjun didn't answer Su Sheng's question, but asked instead.

Su Sheng was stunned, looked down at the book in his hand, thought it over carefully, and said, as if he had finally remembered it, "Ah, I took it from someone else's hand."

"Take it?" Su Wenjun then asked, "How do I get it?"

Su Sheng said quite naturally: "I asked him to borrow the book, but he refused. But I really wanted to read this book at the time, so I just took it. I even asked him to read it with me."

Leave him to watch?Su Wenjun roughly understood the power of the "person" in front of him: "Then you have finished reading the book now, what about others?"

"I don't know." Su Sheng shook his head, his eyes fell on the book in Su Wenjun's hand again, and he licked his pale lips, "Of course I don't know where he went, you really don't intend to borrow the book give to me?"

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