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library.

Looking at the vast collection of books in front of him, Fu Qitang couldn't help feeling a headache.

The library of the castle is indeed very large, with a round shape and a high roof.The bookshelves are embedded in the walls, spiraling layer by layer until reaching the roof.

The wooden staircase in the center of the room is also circular, and it looks like it has been around for a while. Fu Qitang has no doubt that as long as he stands on it, he will repeat the same mistakes as the female students.

"I'm starting to miss Ji Tao's mechanical arm." Fu Qitang raised his head and muttered.

There may be tens of thousands of volumes of books here, and they need to find the family tree of the Homer family and letters or manuscripts related to the plot, which is really as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

Gong Zijun dragged out a dusty sofa from a corner, sat on it without hesitation, patted the armrest of the sofa, and said to Fu Qitang, "Sit."

"Stop sitting, get up and work!" Fu Qitang glared at him.

Dare to touch fish with such a heavy workload, it's really embarrassing.

After the two got acquainted, Fu Qitang became more and more courageous. He thought so, so he naturally did the same. He walked over and rubbed Gong Zijun's head, messing up the wolf hair.

Gong Zijun's hair is not long, and it is surprisingly soft.

Fu Qitang glanced at his palm in surprise, where the tactile sensation left just now remained, "It is said that people with soft hair have a good temper, but it doesn't seem to apply to you. Your hair is so soft, and your temper is too It's hard."

Gong Zijun smiled, the sunlight shone on his face through the window, making his eyebrows picturesque.

It's a pity that what I said spoiled the atmosphere too much.

"I have something tougher than my temper."

"..."

Fu Qitang looked at him in astonishment, "What yellow accent do you speak?"

"I don't, it's just a statement of facts, can't I?"

"...have some face." Fu Qitang said, "Can't you say something that people of all ages can hear?"

"Oh," Gong Zijun thought for a while, and said, "Then I also have softer hair."

"..."

"Stop talking, let's work." Fu Qitang couldn't chat with the old driver, so he wanted to go offline.

However, as soon as he turned around, he felt someone grab the hand on his side, and then gently pulled it. When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting on the armrest of the sofa with a dazed expression on his face.

"It can really be heard. Don't you ask me?"

"……what?"

Gong Zijun looked at him with a smile.

Fu Qitang blinked, his brain gradually recovered, and he coughed while covering his face.The voices gathered together and slipped out from between the fingers, with a bit of embarrassment in the smile: "...how are you soft?"

Gong Zijun grabbed his hand and put it next to his ear, smiled lightly, "The roots of your ears are soft."

"what?"

"So if you want me to help you find things, just say something good, understand?" Gong Zijun said, "Is Ji Tao's props mine, okay? Such a big mechanical arm, is it demolition or looking for things when it is released? "

Fu Qitang never expected that the topic would come back in such a way of nine twists and eighteen turns. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Gong Zijun, you are too naive. To be honest, how old are you this year? 25? I can get rid of a second ten?"

"That's not nice. Give you another chance to reorganize the language."

Fu Qitang thought for a while, with a sincere expression and a warm tone: "You are really amazing."

"Too perfunctory."

"And he's smart, with a high level of force, a high IQ, wise and decisive, and very charismatic. Most importantly, he's very handsome, and he's about to catch up with me."

"It's okay, let's talk about it."

"..."

[23: It’s a bit magical, I actually watched elementary school students fall in love in the supernatural live broadcast]

[33: No way, no way?This is mad wolf?Human setting collapse warning, powder removal warning]

[05: As far as the upstairs is talking a lot, if you don’t speak up, no one will treat your hands as decorations.I don’t want to see other bullet screens besides sweetness, let’s get acquainted downstairs]

[39: Sweet! ! ! ]

[26: sweet ^_^]

Fu Qitang took out the attitude of writing college entrance examination essays back then, and used all kinds of good words and sentences he could think of, and finally coaxed Gong Zijun into submission.

The latter pursed his mouth, crossed his legs, sat on the sofa with his head propped on one hand, and unhurriedly took out a puppet wearing a uniform skirt from the space of consciousness.

"Is this also a prop?" Fu Qitang took it and looked at it in surprise.

This puppet is finely crafted, much like the popular BJD dolls before.But when Fu Qitang turned it to the front, he found that there were no eyes and nose on its face, only a smiling mouth.

"That's right, but before it became a prop, it was actually a boss in a dungeon."

Fu Qitang blinked, "You made ghosts into props and brought them out?"

"That's right," Gong Zijun said calmly, as if this was indeed a very common thing, "This guy was a school bully before he was alive, and after being bullied to death by his classmates, he turned into a ghost to take revenge. Its ability is that as long as a certain One lick of this book is enough to know and grasp what's in it. It played a quiz game with other people in this way, asking each other questions, and dying if they couldn't answer, and it ended up killing half the school."

"..."

Fu Qitang said that this dungeon is too scary, not to mention that this ghost is still cheating!

"Then how did you subdue it?" Fu Qitang humbly asked for advice.

Gong Zijun smiled, "Although knowledge is power, in the face of absolute power, knowledge is just knowledge."

"..."

Fu Qitang: Pass cigarettes to the boss.jpg

"Find all the materials that contain the name 'Camille'." Gong Zijun said, throwing the puppet into a pile of books, and the puppet turned into a life-size the moment it hit the ground.

In the first few seconds, it lay on the ground, its long hair drooping down, completely covering its blank face, Gong Zijun let out a soft snort, then it received the instruction, stretched out its pale arms and grabbed a book, A long scarlet tongue poked out of its mouth, licked the cover, and threw the book aside.

It seems not.

Fu Qitang looked at it for a while, then thoughtfully said: "Does it drink water? Will it get thirsty after licking it for a while?"

Gong Zijun: "..."

It takes a lot of time to find records about Camille in the vast sea of ​​written materials, even if it is a puppet.

Idle is also idle, Fu Qitang simply started exercising again.The time in the car is still too tight, and he must seize all the time to improve himself as soon as possible.

Occasionally catching a glimpse of the barrage, these viewers are bored enough to start guessing who will die next.

[60: I guess the student girl, she looks really weak, and she keeps crying, it's annoying]

[29: Such a person might not be simple, crying is just her protective cover.I think a man in a suit is more likely]

[50: Student girl +1, I don't believe she will fight back.By the way, let’s press another He Zhizhou, he has almost used up his props in the last round]

[17: Am I the only one who thinks it might be Lin Fang... He obviously has mental problems. He has been playing passive games since he came in. If he continues like this, even if he doesn’t get killed by ghosts, he will be punished by the train]

[38: The above is right, he should have been stuck in the shadow of the previous round and not come out.We must adjust our mentality as soon as possible! ]

[44: Although, I really like Xiao Fang, don’t die so early]

[52: Why don't you like Lin Fang cut off his live broadcast? What's the point of showing loyalty here? ]

[44: Lin Fang is my wall, crazy wolf is my life, hee hee]

……

"The matter of Lin Fang..."

"He wants to die and no one will save him." Just as Fu Qitang opened his mouth, Gong Zijun said.He flipped through a book and said casually, "Everyone will face terror and despair. In the car, it is very difficult to live, but it is easy to die. Just don't let yourself regret it."

Fu Qitang originally didn't want to say something like helping Lin Fang. Although he felt that Lin Fang was miserable, who was not miserable who got on this train?

Don't know where the end is, don't know when it will be the end. Under such circumstances, it is more difficult to persist in living than to die.

So if one really loses the desire to survive and is unwilling to struggle and endure endless nightmares, death might be an easier choice.

Realizing that his state of mind had changed so much in just a few days, Fu Qitang was surprised and felt normal again.

Maybe I was such a person in the first place, and those gentle and easy-going people before were the clothes that a civilized society put on him.

"I'll go over there and look for clues."

Feeling that the exercise was almost done, and continuing would bring burdens to the body and increase the danger, Fu Qitang took the initiative to stop, pointing to the pile of books behind the puppet.

"Ah."

Gong Zijun didn't look up, but just responded softly from his nasal cavity.

It wasn't until he walked over to sit cross-legged on the ground, picked up a book and opened it, that Gong Zijun let his gaze fall on his back.

Fu Qitang changed.

He grew up very fast, just a copy, he has completely changed his thinking, calmly unloaded the things instilled in him by the civilized society, and equipped with the law of the jungle of the jungle.

Or maybe it's not growth, but restoration.

At an astonishing speed, he is quickly restoring the most authentic appearance in the depths of his soul.

——The most familiar look in Gongzi County.

Gong Zijun didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, so he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

He can't change so quickly.

He already has enough strength and has accumulated rich experience. He is no longer the weak and powerless appearance when he first got on the car, and he will no longer let fate take anything away from him.

Even those that were taken away, he will get them back one by one.

However, just as he was thinking this way, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the puppet behind Fu Qitang turned around at some point.

Its lower body was prostrate on the ground, but its upper body was raised high. The withered and yellow hair hung down behind it, revealing a face with only one mouth.

The mouth has been opened to an incredible angle, and the long tongue is like a poisonous snake, swinging left and right in the air, ready to go.

Props out of control? !

But how is this possible? !