There is always something wrong with the temple

The turbid yellow wine exudes a bitter malt aroma in the black gray wine glass.

When Joseph saw Arthur again, the kid was hiding in the corner of his tavern, holding a wine glass and crying.

Drunk as hell.

The old man looked at the drunk mage, his rough and old hands itched for a long time.

Want to hit someone.

In the end, the drunken alcoholic was thrown into the back kitchen.

Arthur grumbled.

Lie flat.

Old Joseph glanced at it. Under the mage's robe, his waist was bulging and he didn't know what it was. Even when he was drunk, he had one hand to protect it.

Old Joseph didn't bother to look.

The aroma of malt wine floats along the street, and the scent of flowers is wrapped in the smell of wine, exuding a long-lasting bitterness and sweetness.People's voices gradually emerged from the green streets, and the lakeside town, which had been silent all night, was about to wake up.

And the tavern is closing.

"roll roll roll--"

It was early morning, and there was no one else in the tavern except for a few adventurers who stayed up all night drinking bad wine.

Old Joseph roughly threw the drunks out one by one.

Every day from early morning to noon, Old Joseph's tavern was closed.

Old Joseph sent Mary away and threw the dark wine glasses into the back kitchen. When walking back and forth, he heard the black-haired alcoholic muttering in the corner, "...the forest...cool..."

secluded forest?

Old Joseph smiled, "You kid, don't even think about going to that ghostly place..."

Youlin is located in the north of the mainland, and its full name is the Dark Forest.Shrouded in mist and frost all year round, the terrain is complex and narrow, and the monsters inside are terrifying and devouring people. There is only a small possibility of coming out along the river after entering the forest.

But this is not the source of the fear of the Darkwood.

- There are gods who have fallen.

His handle is scattered.

It turns into flowing light, into flowers and plants, into rivers flowing, into mountains, into mourning birds in the sky, into the continent in the sound of rain, into a silent curse.

He cursed.

He fell.

The Dark Forest is the legendary land where the gods fell and the gods abandoned.

Anyone who can enter the Dark Forest must be burdened with sin and viciousness. The curse of God makes the Dark Forest dyed with mystery.

No one can locate the Dark Forest, even those who have entered it before will forget everything related to the location in an instant, so it is often the place that smugglers, assassins and thieves most want to find.

Old Joseph put the table together, and his whole broad body lay on it, his dirty apron covering his belly.

He snores.

*

In the dark forest where legends continue, the most remote and remote depths.

Hidden in an ancient dilapidated temple.

That was his former seat of God.

In the depths where there is only frost and wind, there has been more noise recently.

Wu Su was hiding in the library of the temple, wiping the floor with a small handkerchief.

The system seemed to know that Wu Su didn't know the way, and when he was worried about where the library was, it laid out a translucent map in front of him.

All blank.

Wu Su pursed her lips.

If I don't eat eggplant, I will probably growl.

Does a completely blank map have a face calling itself a map? !

The system has a face.

Where Wusu walked, small handwriting would be marked on the map, and when Wusu opened it, he would be able to see the introductions of those places.

That's why after Wu Su walked all over the dilapidated temple, he discovered that there was still a vast area behind the main hall where the Tree of Bells was.

Walking from the left side of the main hall, there is a long and dark corridor. On the wall of the corridor, there are burning wicks, and the clear oil supports the whitish core fire.

Wu Su walked into the corridor, and the mottled and treacherous walls seemed to have lost some shadows, falling behind him.

The land of the temple seemed to be protected by a different kind of power. The road that Wu Su walked was not full of flowers and grass, but the bleak color seemed to be wiped away by an invisible big hand, and the vitality that had been silent for a long time was agitated.

Go forward 130 eight steps.

Then go right 370 steps.

Then turned sideways into a door that nearly fell.

Behind the door is the world of books.

[Congratulations on discovering the foreign library. 】

There is a line of small characters reminding Wusu.

A decadent and obscure atmosphere surged, and large swaths of darkness covered the entire room.

Wu Su stood at the door, looking up at the dome.

The dim-yellow bookshelves lean against the wall, spreading out like a spiral to the dome, and a small ladder leans against the edge of the bookshelves.

The size of the room is not large, and it seems that only two rows of long tables can be placed.

Five Su walked in.

It's changing all the time.

The two rows of long tables seemed to spread out endlessly. When reaching the endless depth, the narrow room stretched out instantly, as if stretching one's waist. Books of unknown geometry were displayed in the spacious hall.

Hey.

one.

Hey.

two.

Hey.

Three.

The lights, which had been silent for so many years, danced again, and the warm light shone on the greatly changed foreign library.

Out of nowhere fell the whiteness, wandering into the broken petals of the tree of bells.

Wusu held the handkerchief that had just appeared in her white hands.

[Congratulations on getting handkerchief x1 water basin x1]

[Please enjoy cleaning the outer library! 】

outside?

Wu Su tilted his head.

*

Five soo sex.

He bent over and slowly began to mop the floor.

Even though the paulownia wood floor of the library outside is as clean as ever, it seems that time in this library has been frozen for hundreds of thousands of years.

The swaying lights are brilliant, showing the magnificence and spaciousness of the library outside.

Books are the lifeblood of upward.

Every corner of this continent, not everyone can touch the corner of the book.

If there are more than a dozen books in a run-down noble family, it is enough to exchange for a lifetime of worry-free wealth.

Books are precious.

And this library is full of treasures that can make people crazy.

After wiping it several times, Wu Su pursed her lips.

Cleaning should clean up the dirty place, right?

He bowed his head.

Jio stepped on the floor.

Very clean.

Where does that need to be cleaned up?

Wu Su looked at the basin in the corner.

[Basin: There is clear water in the basin, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. 】

He squeezed the handkerchief.

[Handkerchief: An ordinary handkerchief is perfect for cleaning dirt. 】

Wu Su crouched in front of the water basin, rubbed the handkerchief with the clear water, and the pure white handkerchief was soaked with the luster of water.

The bright and beautiful lines in the outer library were gloomy for a moment, and the obscurity and haze swallowed up the light bit by bit, and the cut visible light was covered by the darkness, and the shadow in front of Wu Su seemed to be much deeper.

Something sharp exists that touches a nerve.

The monotony of gray and black first climbed up the bookshelf in front of Wusu's eyes, the thick and majestic brown faded little by little, and the colors...the colors were running away and retreating.

The shadow behind Wu Su twisted.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant.

boo——

Five sous wring out the handkerchief.

【Moisturized handkerchief: It possesses unknown power, which can dispel the haze. 】

Wusu wiped the bookshelves.

The pure white handkerchief was like a brush, and the gray and black messy lines were slowly, slowly being regularized and narrowed.

Color, color, color...

When the colors of the bookshelves are brightened again.

The shadow behind Wu Su arched his body, gradually twisted into an irregular mud shape, and the growing spines were slowly elongated.

Approaching five sous.

It is dirt that is cleaned.

But no ordinary dirt.

Swah——

wind.

The wind blows.

(but the windows are closed)

By the way, I brushed Wusu's hair.

Wusu puffed up his face.