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"Lennon¡¡"
"I seem to have some impressions of this name, but I'm not too impressed."
Half dry and aging, half youthful and beautiful, the woman lowered her head and thought for a long time before revealing a piercing smile, "I remembered, you were talking about that young man two years ago, how fast, since he entered the After arriving here, it has been two years since you came in this time."
"Didn't anyone else come in in the past two years?" Gu Juan flipped through the cover of the black book, and his eyes were suddenly dazzled by a few bold characters.
God damn European-style building construction skills.
He casually put down the black book, and flipped through the second book in his hand.
The title of this book is Medieval Architectural Aesthetics.
Then there are several other books, all of which are related to architecture without exception.
"None of these things are what I want."
Boom!
Gu Juan put all the books back on the bookshelf, just in time to completely block the woman's weird and terrifying face.
"What I really want to see is the books that Lennon saw at the time, can you help me find them?"
"Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are the most basic needs for the survival of human society. Are you really not interested at all?" The woman's hoarse and delicate voice sounded again from behind the bookshelf, seeming to have a hint of ridicule.
"I'm not interested, to be precise, I don't have any interest right now."
"A very honest answer, then let me ask you one more question, do you know how it will affect your future life if you step into an area that you can't understand?"
"For me, it doesn't have much influence. Even if it does, it's a positive influence for the better development." Gu Juan smiled. The situation that has nowhere to exert force and is difficult to change is the biggest influence on him.
The woman's voice came from behind the third bookshelf, "Where is that young man named Lennon? How is he doing now? I hope this lucky but poor young man is still alive and not forced by the sudden upheaval. Crazy."
"Lennon is fine and calm now. I don't know if he went crazy before, but from now on, I can say for sure that he will never go crazy again."
"Your words confuse me very much."
Gu Juan said calmly, "I mean, that guy named Lennon is dead, so he will definitely not go crazy again."
" In that case, I wish you good luck."
Boom!
Gu Pan's eyes suddenly blurred, and the three rows of bookshelves were gone, and the scary woman was gone. What appeared in front of him was only a half-person-high altar made of white bones.
On the altar is a book that seems to have been soaked in blood.
On the cover of the book, there are densely packed living eyes, and countless eyeballs are rolling around, looking at Gu Juan standing in front of them.
Gu Pan stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the book, and instantly felt his spiritual power pouring into the book like a river breaking its embankment.
The blood flowed from the pages of the book, and soon dyed most of the bone altar into scarlet color. The countless eyes on the cover seemed to be greatly nourished, and they blinked more frequently.
Gu Juan remained calm and quietly increased the output of mental power.
For his distraction, the current level of mental power transmission is simply drizzle, far from the level of hurting muscles and bones.
finally¡¡
The entire altar of bones turned red.
At this moment, the upper half of the ancient book in the center of the altar exploded into countless pieces without warning.
Each fragment has a Gululu rolling eyeball, they are flying, spinning, and slamming into Gu Pan's body.
Gu Juan reached out his hand like lightning, and pinched a fragment that flew in front of him.
It has no entity, and there is no feeling under the touch of the fingers, and it directly disappears on the skin of the middle finger and index finger.
Then there were other fragments, whistling through his body, and then disappeared.
It wasn't until a certain gray eyeball hit his body that it gave him the feeling of being hit by a stone.
What does this mean?
Whether it succeeded or failed, this is a question that needs to be further explored.
But before examining the question of success and failure, there is another, more pressing question for the judge to address.
"Hi sir, how are you,?? all right? "
The librarian who had stuffed money before shook his fingers vigorously in front of his eyes, his face full of worry and fear.
Gu Juan took a deep breath, only to realize that he was standing inside the door marking the utility room, with his right hand still closing the door.
The door of the utility room was half opened by him, and various construction materials and tools were piled up in a mess, but the innermost wall was clean and clean, and the door he had walked in did not exist at all.
"Sir, you have been standing here for a whole morning without even moving. Are you okay?"
Possibly because of the excessive tip, the librarian was really anxious when he found that Gu Juan had been motionless for a long time. If he couldn't even wake him up, he had the idea of ??calling a doctor for rescue.
"Is it noon now?"
Gu Juan squeezed the space between his eyebrows to relieve some discomfort.
Until now, his head is still a little dizzy. This is not because of too much mental energy consumption, but because the transition of different scenes is too abrupt, and the senses of this body have not fully adapted in a short time.
"Yes, I'm going to change shifts and go to dinner soon, as long as you're fine, thank God."
The librarian heaved a sigh of relief, and patted Gu Juan on the shoulder.
Gu Juan abruptly suppressed the thought of getting out of the way, and showed a smile, "In this case, I'll treat you to dinner. I just don't know the neighborhood very well, so I'd like to trouble you to introduce some special delicacies around."
It is necessary to have a good relationship with this librarian, and he may come over several times in the future, so it is convenient to have such an acquaintance.
After finishing the meal, Gu Juan went straight back to the hotel, locked the door of the room and began to digest today's harvest.
In his consciousness, there is an extra method of spiritual power cultivation.
This shows that the experience in the library is not illusory. The library behind the dark corridor and the weird Master Kurong inside may be real, but they may just appear in his perception in the form of phantoms. In, in a way he does not yet understand.
The name of the practice method is very long and difficult to pronounce.
Very much in line with the European style of this era.
Gu Juan directly discarded it and gave it a new name that is easy to remember.
It's called "Missing".
Because of the longing for Hong Yi, he came to this boundary, so it is very appropriate to be called this name.
This method of using spiritual power to attack is completely different from the fairy gate skills he knew before, but it is very similar to the magician training mode he knows.
Although he has never been in contact with real magicians, and has never seen their cultivation methods, it does not prevent him from having various imaginations about it.
The experience value reserve trembled slightly, and then began to surge wildly.
Under the infusion of experience points, a silk thread that is many times thinner than a hair began to slowly take shape, and finally slowly merged into the void in front of Gu Pan. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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