It was already Xu that I left the study, and the sky was drowsy.

"There are often flying heads in the caves of Lingnan River, so there are flying heads and fangs. The head is about to fly a day ago, and there are marks on the neck and necks are like red strands. My wife then guards them. The man looked like a sick night, and suddenly his head was winged, and he escaped..."

Xu Ping'an sat on the back of the old donkey and could see the words in the book through the moonlight in the sky. He felt that the world described in the book was bizarre and could not help but continue to chant, "Xiao Fei returned, like a dream, his belly is solid."

"I didn't expect that my senior is still a bookworm."

Li Jiuer, who was standing beside her, was not angry when she saw this, but instead felt a little admiration in her heart.

"It's just a pity that the banquet at Qingheju."

Li Jiuer smiled bitterly and said, it had been half an hour since she left the house. The senior didn't know that he was hungry when he read the book. He had long put the banquet behind him and felt embarrassed to disturb him. He could only follow him and wander around aimlessly in the city.

"The flying head in Lingnan is a surrender. He often uses this strange means to seek money and harm human life. He is an evil demon and heretic, and he cannot be read." Just as Xu Ping'an was riding on the back of a donkey and was studying, a crisp voice sounded in his ears, and then a villain jumped from his shoulder to the page.

Looking closely, the villain was only the size of a fist, and his body proportions were exactly the same as those of an ordinary person. His fair face and his agile eyes looked extremely cute. At this time, he was tilting his head and holding his hands on his chest, wrinkling his nose and looking cute.

"Huh!"

"Where is this monster?" Xu Ping'an also interrupted his thoughts by the sudden sound. He looked at the villain standing on the pages for a while and was stunned.

"You are the monster, your whole family is the monster!" The villain in the book heard the sound, and the kitten that was stepped on his tail instantly exploded, and his already fleshy oval face became even more angry.

"I'm not convinced?"

Xu Ping'an looked at the little man in the book who was pouting and dissatisfied with his face, and couldn't help but stretch out his finger and pointed at her chubby face.

The fingers touched the little man's face with a special delicate touch, and Xu Ping'an subconsciously scratched it again. The little man's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then he covered his face and looked at Xu Ping'an in disbelief.

"Ah! Dingtut!!!"

The villain in the book exclaimed after realizing it. Xu Ping'an felt even more interesting when he saw this. He held the book high and looked at the interesting villain with his head tilted.

"You, you, you..."

The villain happened to meet Xu Ping'an through his fingers. For some reason, he couldn't get angry when he looked at the clear eyes, so he had to turn his head and stamp his feet angrily.

"Senior, who are you talking to?"

Li Jiuer, who was standing beside her, looked at Xu Ping'an, who was talking to herself to the page of the book, and asked alertly, subconsciously on the hilt of the sword. Isn't this a stunning evil book? Even a person with such a senior's cultivation level was caught in the Tao and fell into a hindrance?

"She can't see you? She can't hear you?"

Xu Ping'an was even more surprised when he looked at Li Jiuer's alert look.

"Hmph, you silly!"

"I'm not a weirdo. I'm the book spirit of this book. Except for the person who wrote this book, no one will notice my existence unless I want to show up." The villain in the book saw Xu Ping'an's surprised look and his head was raised higher, because the person who wrote the book had been dead for many years and had long since he had no restraint.

Li Jiuer, who was beside him, had no response for a long time. Her thumb had pressed against the hilt of the sword and gently lifted up. A blue rainbow suddenly appeared. Her cold eyes stared at the book "Yuhang Miscellaneous Zu". As if she was facing a great enemy, the surroundings became full of murderous intentions, and even her hair was raised gently.

"ah!!!"

The villain in the book was startled by the murderous aura and screamed. The sword eye was about to slash into the book. The villain felt that the skin around his body was as painful as a needle prick, so he appeared in a hurry, allowing Li Jiuer to see it.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

The sword barely stopped in front of the forehead of the villain in the book. The sword energy blew the pages and blew off several of the villain's hair. The villain's eyes were closed, his face turned pale, and he did not dare to move.

After a while,

The little man opened his eyes and looked at the big sword above his head in a daze.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The villain in the book touched his body and found that there was no missing arms or legs. After realizing it, he cried out with a "wow" sound. His big watery eyes stared at Li Jiuer, his eyelashes flashed, and tears fell like strings.

"Senior, this..."

Li Jiuer asked at a loss as she looked at the spiritual villain, because not only did she not feel the trace of demonic aura, but she could smell a pleasant smell of ink, which made people clear their minds.

...

"It's the book spirit?"

After Xu Ping'an repeated the villain's words, Li Jiuer also exclaimed as she looked at the villain sitting back on Xu Ping'an's shoulder.

The Evil Demons contains the deeds of countless mountain spirits and ghosts, demons and evil spirits in the world, and also mentions the monsters in this book. Among them, the saying of bookworms is the most widely circulated, but this book spirit is only mentioned in the records of the Evil Demons.

Only one sentence left is that the spirit of the book cannot be born without the works of the ages, the original works cannot be preserved, and the virtuous people cannot meet them. I will be lucky enough to get it!

As for the magic of this book spirit, there is no mention of it. However, the bookworm himself has seen it with his own eyes. When the Shuxiang Family in Jiangnan West Road was confiscated a few years ago, he found one in his study.

It is said that the bookworm is only the size of a grain of rice, but it is like condensed fat, hiding in the booklet. Wherever it passes, the words in the booklet disappear and all enter the abdomen, and it is magical.

After the bookworm was charged into the treasury of the Demon Enlightenment Department, a wealthy merchant family in Jiangnan rushed to buy it for a price of 100 yuan when they heard that the next year the descendant of the family had a Jinshi.

Now that he is still an official in the court, the bookworms are even more difficult to buy after this incident. A mere bookworm is so magical. How great is the spirit of the book?

"It cannot be born without the works of eternity?"

"If it was a work that lasted forever, why hadn't you heard of it in your previous life?"

After hearing Li Jiuer's description, Xu Ping'an gradually became confused. He had known this point of the original work as a lonely book for a long time. He thought that the virtuous person would take it as a matter of his own, but where did he start with the work of the ages?

"Yuhang, Yuhang, Youyang, Youyang?"

Xu Ping'an suddenly remembered another similar book, called "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu", because the strange ambitions in the eyes of the world are too deserted, miscellaneous, and lack some interest, so they are rarely known to the people.

At present, the mottled book of "Yuhang Miscellaneous Zu" was written at least decades earlier than that person, and the "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu" that was passed down from later generations also has twenty volumes of text, and then continued to have ten volumes. It is really a coincidence between the two.

"Is this the predecessor of that book?"

Xu Ping'an secretly guessed that if this is true, it would be understandable that this book could give birth to a book spirit. After all, to be honest, the meaning of the existence of this book is definitely not under "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages.

What's more, the deeds recorded in miscellaneous records are more real and more meaningful to yourself.

"What are you talking about at the senior?"

Li Jiuer, who was standing beside her, asked curiously as she looked at Xu Ping'an who was talking to herself.

"Miss Jiuer doesn't have to worry about it. I'm just talking nonsense. But today's Shuling is really a surprise. I took this book by myself, but I asked Miss Jiuer to decide what to do with it."

Xu Ping'an closed the book and looked at Li Jiuer calmly. It was not that he was pretentious, but that the previous generation had seen too many such things, among which the examples of gambling were the most typical, and he didn't want to have a dispute over these things.

"Jiu'er, congratulations to senior!"

Li Jiuer looked at Xu Ping'an and said sincerely that her words had already shown the belonging of the book spirit. Although this book spirit is a rare treasure in the world and is the money she paid, she didn't get anything after she was in the end, but she still couldn't feel a trace of jealousy and loss in her heart.

"Miss Jiuer, you..."

Xu Ping'an remembered the legend of the book spirit and wanted to speak but stopped the Tao.

"Baby, those who are virtuous are here, so don't be too careful with your seniors."

Li Jiuer also knew Xu Ping'an's pure and kind nature was very gentle and comforted. Then she thought of the sentence recorded in the book, "No one who is not virtuous cannot meet." Tonight, seniors can meet the book spirit and their performance just now, and they think that their virtue is also excellent, and their own vision of choosing people is also excellent.

But then again, since the seniors will be their own in the future, what is this treasure even if it is rare?

"Then I thanked Miss Jiuer."

Xu Ping'an did not nodded pretentiously, because he really needed the villain in this book, and he could not finish reading these twenty volumes in a short while, let alone thoroughly understand them.

Regardless of the rest, the experience of this book spirit alone will be of great help to me, just like the guidance elves in online games in previous lives, and it is of great significance to me, a fledgling novice.

"Tsk, you two are so shameless! I didn't say I want to recognize you as my master."

After listening to the conversation between Xu Ping'an and Li Jiuer, the villain in the book wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and spat. He had just been in the book for too long and was so bored that he finally met a person who was flirting with books, but he looked like he had never seen the world. He just looked interesting and gave advice, but why did he become someone else's now?

"Since you don't want to, don't force it."

"How about letting you send you back to your study?"

Li Jiuer looked at the noisy Shuling glasses bent into crescent shape and said in a very negotiable way.

"I……"

The villain in the book suddenly remembered that no one in the study used to tell the dull atmosphere all day long, and the old man who only knew "Zhihu" was extremely boring, subconsciously shivered and could not speak.

After a while,

"I just want to say it first. I just feel sorry for you for being shallow and following you to give me some advice, but I never said I would recognize you as my master."

"My master must at least..."

The little man in the book put his finger on his jaw and was thinking about something, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find a description, so he had to give up, silently wiped away his tears, and then leaned back on Xu Ping'an's shoulder, feeling sulky alone.

Seeing this, Li Jiuer blinked at Xu Ping'an and then smiled sly.

"Then, please give me some corrections in the future."

Xu Ping'an reacted and bowed to the villain in the book very seriously. After a few conversations, he also got a little understanding of the villain in the book's temper and character, which belongs to the category of a dead duck's harsh mouth.

"snort!"

The book snorted lightly, but the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised upwards. He was obviously very satisfied with Xu Ping'an's attitude, and his anger disappeared without realizing it.

"Miss, does it have a name?"

“It’s easier to call it later.”

"this……"

The little man in the book tilted his little head and thought for a long time, but there was no result. He wrinkled his nose and felt a little disappointed.
To be continued...