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Chapter 2521 Ancient Books

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    The strange light green candlelight quickly lit up as the young knight entered, and the pieces looked extremely bright.

    The knight boy was a little scared, but under the leadership of this ancestor, he still walked in. This is where every Patrick member comes, and it is their glory!

    Jiang Xiaoye looked at all this and was very interested in it.

    It¡¯s so perfect, this castle will be his home from now on!

    The dark steps seemed to be made of cold stone, exuding cold air. After going down, they were all equipped with weapon racks, including thin swords, giant swords, spears, cross swords, hand crossbows, giant bows, and  Knight armor, shield, saddle

    Everything is full of the atmosphere of ancient Western battlefields.

    Especially a red-gold shield. Jiang Xiaoye saw the logo of sword and rose on it. It was very beautiful. Although the quality was poor, the exquisiteness made it a pretentious artifact!

    There are some label records on it. The shadow of the ancestor in front of the young knight disappeared. Directly in front, there is a picture of the ancestor's words, a portrait of the ancestor holding a giant sword and fighting a black dragon.

    Jiang Xiaoye's daze was also noticed by Zhao Wuliu and the others, and they all came over to take a look.

    ¡°Brother, look at the gold coins!¡±

    Taotao came over and motioned for the gold coins.

    Jiang Xiaoye took it and took a look. It had a tulip logo on it, as well as the noble medal of the Patrick family. He smiled and said, "Put it away. I'll give it to you as a dowry when you grow up."

    He continued to look at the Knight Boy.

    "What are you looking at?" Zhao Wuliu realized something was wrong and followed Jiang Xiaoye's gaze. There was nothing but paintings.

    ¡°I¡¯m watching a piece of history, a magical history.¡± Jiang Xiaoye exclaimed in admiration.

    This is a true historical presentation.

    "The people in this painting are smiling!"

    "Is it a ghost-level work?"

    "Get rich!"

    The first reaction of others is to make a fortune, which is indeed the case. If this is a ghost-level work, it can be sold for a lot of money. There are not many copies of ghost-level works in the world.

    There are currently only two ghost-level beings in existence, one is Jiang Xiaoye, and the other is also a teacher in the Super Academy.

    "History?" Zhao Wuliu touched his chin and looked.

    The young knight began to look for a weapon that suited him. He was looking for a cross sword. There were many cross swords here. The young knight looked at the information above one by one.

    "Xiaofeng scroll cross sword, ordinary."

    "The Moon Slash Cross Sword is ordinary."

    "Cross bone-crushing sword, excellent."

    ¡­¡­

    A perfectly presented history. The young knight chose a cross sword and left. After leaving, the black dog licked him passionately and rolled on the floor with his tongue out.

    "Kushtar." Jiang Xiaoye was very sure, and the Toad Fairy's traceback had completely disappeared.

    Jiang Xiaoye heard a noise outside. The huge black wolf was coming. He was limping, and it was obvious that he had not recovered from his weak state.

    "Woof!"

    "Xiao Hei, don't bother." Jiang Xiaoye stopped Xiao Hei from bullying the giant wolf. This was the little black wolf raised by the knight boy. Unexpectedly, like the green giant, he would always be here to protect him.

    There are indeed several cross swords in that silver coffin. It seems that the silver coffin is the knight boy.

    They are all emotional.

    Xiao Hei looked back and waggled his tail. Didn¡¯t you ask Mr. Xiao Hei to protect these little girls?

    "Is this painting valuable?" Chu Qing came over and stretched out his head to take a look, and quickly asked curiously: "Why does it feel like something is wrong?"

    After all, he is also a master, so he naturally realized that something was wrong with this painting.

    "Because this is a key, let's go live somewhere else." Jiang Xiaoye smiled and gestured to other places. There are many valuable things in this treasure room. Although they are of no use to him, they are all precious antiques.  .

    Zhao Wuliu went to live broadcast treasure hunting, while Jiang Xiaoye took Chu Shiyuan and others to watch other things.

    Kushtar, the giant wolf, limped back to his room to rest. He had to endure the painful transformation every night, and then entered a weak state. Today, the little brown bear gave him a break in advance, so that he could just transform.  It hardened back, and the pain I endured definitely doubled.

    big!

    The characteristics of the castle are also revealed, that is, it is big, super big!

    Jiang Xiaoye likes this place so much. The decoration is simple, but it is too perfect. If he renovates itReorganize and solidify with the heart of the earth, this place will be more perfect!

    Going up the spiral black staircase, Jiang Xiaoye led people to the third floor.

    Zhao Wuliu is still live broadcasting treasure hunts everywhere, but Zhao Wuliu avoids the places he talks about.

    "It's the study room again!" Arriving at a beautifully designed room with a bit of a feminine feel, Li Xiaoxi looked around in surprise. Why is it still a study room?

    It is dark here, obviously to protect the books here, and there are burned out candles, and there is a slight wind flow, making the place spotless.

    "Where does the wind come from?" Chu Shiyuan was surprised. This place was very closed, but the wind could continue to come in a soft and steady stream.

    "It's similar to an electric fan that always runs. This is the magic of the West." Jiang Xiaoye pointed to a black magic mark on it to indicate that the wind was gathered by it.

    ? Similar to a monk¡¯s method of dust removal.

    "Magic?"

    "magic!"

    "Is there a flying broom?"

    Xu Baoer thought of the magic wand in Harry Potter, the one that can fly when you ride it.

    "No." Jiang Xiaoye glanced at her and said, "It's different from the ones you saw. Let's take a look at this study."

    There are more than a dozen bookshelves here. On the bookshelves, there are parchments and thick leather books, but they are all sparse. There are even some strange decorations, such as a ring, a piece of metal, a tooth, etc.  of.

    "There are so few books, so many bookshelves are wasted." Xu Baoer muttered after searching around but not finding the magic wand.

    "There are quite a few. Do you think the books at that time were the same as now? Only real nobles can own a few. It is very rare to have such a large collection of books. Now you can take out any one of these books.  Those that sell for millions, or even millions, are extremely precious, and are different from your bookshelf.¡±

    Jiang Xiaoye glanced at her, the bookshelves here were really different.

    "Can I read it?" Chu Shiyuan looked at a thick leather book and wanted to read it, but she didn't know if she could touch it. She turned to Jiang Xiaoye to signal.

    "Okay." Jiang Xiaoye walked over and said: "These books have been specially maintained. They are different from those outside. They may be much more fragile than they were hundreds of years ago, but they will not break if you touch them.  of."

    He reached out and took out the thick leather book. The book was surprisingly thick, but it only had about a hundred pages, because they were all made of leather. When he opened the first page, there were ancient fonts written in red ink.

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