The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Kong Qianyu got Li Zihan's information through the counselor. When he saw the column of date of birth, his eyes narrowed slightly.

She really hadn't noticed before that Li Zihan's birth date was so special, and he was actually a rare pure yin body.

Xu Yanxi is a gossip, and she knows all the things in the school very well. She quickly found out the detailed records of the long-standing school legends, which were accurate to the dates of birth and death of each person, with photos attached.

Seeing Xu Yanxi's excited look, Kong Qianyu sighed slightly in his heart. This was a good prospect for future entertainment reporters, but he had hundreds of millions of assets to inherit.

She calculated the horoscopes of these people, and sure enough, they were all men with pure yang bodies and women with pure yin bodies. No wonder one person disappeared only ten years ago. People with such a physique can live to adulthood and go to college without any illness or disaster. Yes, there are very few.

What kind of monsters and monsters need such a special person?

She couldn't recall that she had limited knowledge of this different world, and she couldn't predict what kind of monsters she would encounter in the little book spirit's fantasy space.

In the evening of that day, she had never been to the library for self-study, and she stepped into it for the first time.

In the middle of the night, the self-study students were walking around in droves. Kong Qianyu took the opportunity to use a blindfold, covering up his figure, and went straight to the fifth floor.

The fifth floor is a closed area at night. There are three electronic data rooms. General Tie should be guarding the door, but it should be dark inside.

But what Kong Qianyu saw was the bustling fifth floor.

There were several kerosene lamps lit in the reference room, and a dozen men and women dressed as students were so engrossed in their studies that they didn't even notice the newcomers arriving.

These people are probably the seniors who disappeared before. Some of them are wearing old-fashioned school uniforms, some are still dressed in the last century, and there is even one with a Yin Yang haircut and long braids.

To be precise, they can no longer be called human beings.

Kong Qianyu took out a ghost-sealing talisman and wanted to take them out, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"What are you doing? This is the library!"

Suddenly a door was pushed open in the corner, and a gray-haired old man came in. He was wearing an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and he was holding a bamboo slip in his hand.

Kong Qianyu knew this old man.

The first person who disappeared in the library was recorded in the information collected by Xu Yanxi, an old professor from the School of Liberal Arts, Si Muxian.

It is said that the old gentleman is a scholar. His wealth of knowledge is not enough to describe his profound knowledge. He also has a strong thirst for knowledge. He often gets a new book that he has never read. If he does not read it, he will do nothing and immerse himself in it. Written.

After he obtained a pre-Qin ancient book, he disappeared.

Now it seems that he was already dead back then, and he died in the library. It was just that it was a stormy time with heavy artillery fire, and no one knew where he died. Maybe his body was still stored somewhere. He didn't know that he was dead, and even his eagerness to learn became an obsession, still affecting other students.

Over the years, the only thing these missing people have in common, apart from their special birth dates, is that they are all good students and spend most of their time in the library.

Li Zihan is also one of the top achievers in their class. Kong Qianyu has already seen that she is not here. Either the old professor did not take her away, or she is not dead yet and is not qualified to appear in this study room.

"Professor Si." Kong Qianyu bowed and saluted.

"Do you recognize me? Am I a student of our Faculty of Arts?"

"No, it's just that get out of class time is over. I'm here to ask the students to go out and take a rest."

"Heaven is going to give a great responsibility to this person, and he must first harden his mind, work his muscles and bones, and study. He must be able to endure hardship. They are not allowed to eat until they finish reading this book."

Isn't he afraid that he would starve to death just because he was reading a book?

After all the talk, his words were worn out, and the old professor couldn't get enough of him. Kong Qianyu's patience ran out and he showed off his dick. The gleaming spiritual sword was unsheathed, and even the ghosts who had been immersed in books couldn't help but look up. Then they were injured by the spiritual energy, and tremblingly squeezed into the corner, without forgetting to hold their own books.

"Hey, a gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands. How can you, a little girl, hurt someone with a sword?"

The old professor had no skills, and relied on his obsession to trap people. He was beaten with three swords by Kong Qianyu until he ran away with his head in his arms, and he did not forget to complain a few words about being degrading and polite.

"Where's the last student you brought here?"

"She's behind." The old professor was panting from running, and with trembling hands, he pointed at the secret door where he came in just now.

Opening the door, it was as if time had gone back a hundred years, with a bed, a table, and a solid wood bookcase filled with books. There were at least a thousand books in the bookcase.

Li Zihan was forced to sit at the desk and study. She was reading the professional course book that she was going to take the exam for this morning. She didn't even dare to cry while reading.

Well, the person is still alive and nothing is wrong. Kong Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief and patted her shoulder.

"Ah! Miaomiao, have you been captured by that old pervert too? What should I do? If I can't learn, he won't let me go, wuwuwuwu."

This house was very weird. When she opened the door, it didn't lead to the outside. Instead, there were identical offices connected together. She couldn't escape even if she wanted to.

"Don't worry, it's okay. I'll take you out."

The little ghostland trick can't trap her. Swinging her sword to break down the door, she took Li Zihan back to the fifth floor.

In the reference room, the old professors and seniors disappeared.

She looked at the door in front of her, thoughtfully.

The entire library was built less than five years ago and is full of technology. However, in this reference room, the secret door at the back is actually made of retro materials. The door in front of you would not have felt out of place a hundred years ago. .

She reached out and touched it. A hint of Yin Qi guided her, and she discovered the slightly darker color at the bottom of the door panel.

This is blood.

The old professor's blood.

This door panel is actually the door used in the old professor's office a hundred years ago.

If the Earthbound Spirit wants to stay in the world, it must have some sustenance. The library has been renovated and rebuilt so many times, and this door may be the only one left. No wonder.

She raised her hand, and the warm flames completely purified the blood. Old professor, I hope you can be reincarnated as soon as possible. Brothers and sisters, have a good journey.

The door panel was intact. Kong Qianyu put back the flames and turned around to see Li Zihan lying on the table, asleep.

It was midnight, and she would definitely not be able to go back to the dormitory. She also found a comfortable place, closed her eyes and rested her mind, waiting for dawn.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I failed all three courses that I didn't take the test yesterday!"

Li Zihan couldn't accept the fact that she was absent for one day during exam week.

He is indeed a good student, and his focus is always very academic!

Xu Yanxi pestered Kong Qianyu and insisted on telling her the whole process of catching ghosts.

"Will they continue to wander in the library from now on?"

It was another night. In the reference room on the fifth floor, the old professor was no longer there, but the senior brothers and sisters who loved learning were already accustomed to taking out a book and sitting quietly to study.