Chapter 339: Tian Sheng's Experience
"Ah, I'm so sleepy..."
Tian Sheng rubbed his sore eyes.
Maybe it’s because I stayed up too late and smoked too much last night.
Therefore, when he just got up, he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
Fortunately, the cool and moist air in the mountains refreshed him as he had just woken up from a deep dream.
At this time, if there is a bowl of hot rice noodles, it would be great with two fried dough sticks.
That should be perfect.
Unfortunately, there is no such food in the mountains.
Moreover, based on Tian Sheng's experience these days.
At this time, the kitchen was preparing lunch.
The few stocks from the morning had already been processed, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get any leftovers from the kitchen now.
Therefore, Tian Sheng had no choice but to fill a pot of boiled water and then walked up the mountain.
The place where he was staying was specially prepared by the Taoist temple for visitors and other people to stay overnight.
But generally speaking, accommodation in the mountains is quite tight.
The reason why he was able to get a bed here for a long time was the result of negotiations between the school and the Taoist temple.
Tian Sheng is a graduate student at Hunan Normal University, specializing in Taoist studies.
He has liked reading books about gods, ghosts and the like since he was a child.
After his primary school teacher accidentally discovered that he had some talent in art, he was so excited that he took time out of his spare time to teach him.
He also completed his undergraduate studies in the Department of Fine Arts.
But all this changed after he saw an illustration in an ancient book in a dilapidated temple during his senior year.
"call……"
Tian Sheng rubbed his numb face.
There was no food in the stomach, just a bottle of boiled water. At this time, the body temperature seemed to have dropped quite a bit.
He looked at the sparsely populated attic in front of him and shuddered.
I'll have to buy a few more boxes of instant noodles next time...
Tian Sheng thought helplessly.
When doing art, it is inevitable that one sometimes forgets about time.
For those who are fascinated by it, this is a wonderful thing.
However, there is obviously a difference between the body and the brain in terms of how they view this...
This is the library in the Taoist temple.
According to the ancient name, it should be called the Book Collection Pavilion or the Scripture Collection Pavilion.
When Tian Sheng was reading the classics before, he had seen many words like this.
But strangely, Tian Sheng did not find any relevant traces in this library.
It was as if the library only existed in the classics.
Perhaps it was damaged during the war?
This is Tian Sheng’s guess.
He tried to gradually restore certain truths from these books, which he considered to be extremely precious.
But Tian Sheng didn't know what the truth was.
Perhaps that’s the fun of exploring the past like an archaeologist.
There was no telling whether what lay beyond the fog was a disappointing, grotesque hoax or something indescribably horrifying.
"If you come here to gain something or learn something, all you will get is disappointment..."
Tian Sheng's mind couldn't help but emerge with the words his mentor said to him when he first met him.
And along with it came the picture that he had copied countless times to this day.
That's a monkey...
…
…
“A-choo!”
Tian Sheng rubbed his nose and looked at the almost full trash can next to him, feeling disappointed.
I opened the chat group and found that some group members had announced that they were no longer single. Looking at myself who was still single, my mood couldn't help but become a little gloomy again.
Today I went down the mountain to have a big meal...
Tian Sheng comforted himself in this way.
He is now on the second floor of this library, which contains some old and rare books.
Without relevant permission, you cannot borrow it.
Every time Tian Sheng came up, he would open a small door at the stairs.
After entering, you have to close the door.
If there was a fire or a ghost, wouldn't it be terrible?
This is something Tian Sheng has always wanted to complain about.
He felt that if they did this, the fire protection would definitely not be up to standard.
Just now, he finished reading a book about ghosts from the Ming Dynasty.
To be honest, he has no difficulty reading this kind of horizontal book with traditional Chinese characters.
But it would be a lie to say that he wasn't tired, after all, his reading habits tended to be more modern.
And some other information mixed in it makes this kind of reading even more boring.
He is not a history or literature student, so this information cannot attract him.
Tian Sheng wished he could fast forward to the section describing gods and ghosts.
Unfortunately, for a classic book known for its profound meaning, any careless skipping may result in missing out on important information.
So, this kind of reading is quite mentally demanding.
Tian Sheng glanced at his phone and it was almost 12 o'clock.
At this time, food was already available in the kitchen.
Tian Sheng packed up his things and prepared to go out for a meal.
But just as he reached the stairs, he suddenly felt something.
He looked at the third floor, which he had never been to and seemed to have no doors, and felt a little curious.
What kind of books are stored on the third floor?
Tian Sheng began to recall the instructions given to him by the Taoist who was in charge of the library.
However, the other party did not seem to mention the third floor.
Why don’t you go up and take a look?
As if possessed by some mysterious force, Tian Sheng walked up the stairs cautiously.
He had never seen anyone coming down from there, nor had he seen anyone going up there.
As for the second floor, some Taoists occasionally come to consult.
As for the third floor, it seemed to be just a decoration.
Maybe a utility room or a warehouse?
Tian Sheng thought as he walked.
It’s better not to go there. If it’s a warehouse, if something is missing, people will think you’re a thief and that would be embarrassing.
Tian Sheng thought secretly in his heart.
But after struggling for a while, he walked up a few steps and soon reached the top without stopping.
A half-open wooden door appeared in front of Tian Sheng.
Um?
Having reached this point, Tian Sheng sneakily ran to the wooden door and looked inside.
I saw a person sitting in a bright attic reading.
It seemed as if she felt Tian Sheng's gaze, or heard the sound of him going up the stairs.
The man raised his head and glanced at Tian Sheng.
Tian Sheng was suddenly in a trance.
That look seems familiar...
But who is it?
Tian Sheng felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Come in and sit down . You are not a stranger."
"I see you've been reading down there for a few days."
The man called Tian Sheng in.
Tian Sheng didn't know what to do, so he pushed the door open reluctantly and walked in.
"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you."
"I'm Tian Sheng, a student who came to the temple to borrow books for research."
Tian Sheng said it despite embarrassment and some indescribable emotions.
"Research?"
The man seemed curious.
"My name is Yi Chun, a disciple of an old Taoist in the temple."
He greeted Tian Sheng with a smile.
"Yes, I usually like these weird things."
"I'm telling you..."
Perhaps because he touched upon an area that he was familiar with, Tian Sheng finally felt like he had something to talk about and he spoke eloquently.
He talked about why he liked to study this and how he changed his major and embarked on this path.
The man just listened, nodded from time to time, and occasionally shook his head.
"You seem tired now. I guess you might miss dinner."
"Fortunately, I'll treat you to some snacks."
The man suddenly interrupted Tian Sheng and said.
not good!
At this time, Tian Sheng was shocked to realize that it was already past one o'clock.
I'm afraid there are only leftovers in the kitchen. I don't know if they can even provide a meal.
The other party's words reminded Tian Sheng of a scene he had seen in a strange novel before.
At this time, if the other party smiled coldly and said:
"I'll just eat your heart, liver, kidneys and spleen. What do you think?"
He is in trouble.
Fortunately, Tian Sheng has now passed the active period of the second year of high school and is now in the Schrodinger-like stress period of the second year of high school.
So, on the surface, there was no movement.
At this moment, the other party took out a huge peach from somewhere.
Tian Sheng looked at the peaches with water droplets on them that looked like mist, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in the air...
