Chapter 273 Grandma Parrot "You can't go! You can't go!" Feng Qingquan stopped Shi Feizhe."No need to lead the way, I can find the way by myself." Shi Feizhe said to him, "Don't worry, we have a rule in Yangzhou that we won't take even a needle or thread." Feng Qingquan stood in front of him, stopped him and said anxiously: "Except for a needle and a thread, everything is needed, right?" Shi Feizhe looked at Feng Qingquan who was blocking his way and said, "That's a slander against us. I could have come in unnoticed, but I had to tell you. I have principles." "You..." Feng Qingquan was about to say something when he saw a flash before his eyes and Shi Feizhe disappeared. When he turned around, he saw Shi Feizhe was already behind him. He realized that Shi Feizhe, who seemed to have no cultivation, might have a cultivation level so high that he couldn't see it. Now some of the other people in the manor have gone out and have not returned, while those in the manor are hiding, fearing that they will be affected by the fight between warriors. At this time, he was the only one in the demon family. "Don't go!" Feng Qingquan used his skills to chase after him, and saw that Shi Feizhe's figure was like a phantom. Every time he chased after him, he would flash into the distance. By the time he finally caught up with Shi Feizhe, he had already arrived at the library. The library is located in a garden surrounded by lush trees. The building is divided into three floors, with a simple and elegant appearance. The base is made of stone and the building is made of wood.
The outer walls are covered with traces of time, the roof is covered with green tiles, and wind chimes are hung under the eaves, which make pleasant sounds when the wind blows. When Shi Feizhe opened the door, he saw a huge wooden table in the middle of the spacious hall. On the table were pens, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as several stacks of books. Around the wooden table were circles of bookshelves filled with ancient books ranging from miscellaneous talks to scriptures and monster customs. The aisles between the bookshelves were crowded with only one person passing through. "You can't go in here! This is our family's library!" Feng Qingquan ran to Shi Feizhe and stopped him. "But the knowledge in it is not yours! I just take a look. Knowledge is meaningful only when someone reads it." Shi Feizhe picked up a book of miscellaneous talks and said, "Sorry, I want to unveil the veil of history." "Why is it so noisy!" A voice came from upstairs, and it sounded like a very old woman. "A Quan, what are you doing?!" "Grandma! There's a thief in the house, and he wants to read our books!" Feng Qingquan said to the people upstairs. He suddenly remembered that Grandma Parrot had lived for an unknown period of time and must be a big monster. "Hey! You are slandering me again. What is a thief? I am openly reading your books, how can I be considered a thief? Stealing knowledge is not considered a thief!" Shi Feizhe said, "At most, I am a gentleman!" "Oh~ So you are the one who wants to read a book! A Quan, books are for people to read, and stories are for people to listen to. What's the big deal? Stop bothering me, I want to take a nap." said the old voice of the parrot grandma. "..." Feng Qingquan was speechless. Why was the old man in the family so unreliable? He couldn't do anything about Shi Feizhe, so fortunately he went straight to the third floor, where he saw a sparsely-haired macaw standing on the horizontal bar of the birdcage, sleeping with its eyes closed. Her feathers are a deep blue color. She is very old, so her feathers may not be as bright and eye-catching as when she was young, but they still retain a mature luster. Its head is dark yellow, with a ring of white feathers surrounding its eyes. "Grandma...that man is a bad guest!" Feng Qingquan said in a low voice. "I know! Grandma doesn't like to fight, so let him be. If he gets angry, he might tear our house apart." Grandma continued very skillfully: "Besides, he just read a few books, and he didn't steal our books, so we don't lose anything. Stay calm!" From her tone, it was clear that she was not sleepy at all. hiss……
After listening to the analysis of the old man like grandma, Feng Qingquan found that they really had no losses. This library was full of miscellaneous talks and anecdotes, as well as handwritten records of ancestors, and no martial arts secrets. Shi Feizhe was polite along the way and did not use any violence. If he had the same cultivation as Shi Feizhe, could he really speak in a nice and gentle voice like Shi Feizhe? I'm afraid he would just hit the man to death with one blow, then take the book away and let him read it however he wants to avoid making noise. "I guess you are Grandma Parrot!" Feng Qingquan was still thinking about something when he suddenly heard Shi Feizhe's voice from behind him, which scared him. How come this person walks without making any sound? "Yes, it's me!" Grandma Parrot tilted her head and looked at Shi Feizhe, transmitting her thoughts. Even now, she could only hear Shi Feizhe speaking, but could not feel Shi Feizhe's breath. Just now she just heard Feng Qingquan and Shi Feizhe talking upstairs, so she sent a message through her mind, asking Feng Qingquan not to bother Shi Feizhe. If you close your eyes, you won’t be able to see Shi Feizhe in front of you at all. What a terrifying level of cultivation! She commented in her mind. Shi Feizhe scanned all the books in the library in a very short time. The contents of the books matched the records in the Da Cai Armory, so he went to the third floor. He looked at the huge macaw in front of him, which was about several dozen centimeters tall. She stood on the horizontal bar and occasionally spread her huge wings. The average lifespan of a cat is fifteen years, but there are some big monsters like Mr. Cat who can live hundreds of years. So how long can parrots, which are known for their longevity, live? Especially the parrot with the cultivation level of a great demon. "I wonder how old are you this year, Grandma Parrot?" Shi Feizhe asked. "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't remember it." The old voice of the parrot grandmother said: "When Cai was still alive, I lived for a very long time." “Year after year, it goes by really fast.” "In the beginning, I would remember hundreds and hundreds of years. Now I'm too lazy to remember." "Every year is almost the same. What does it matter whether you remember it or not?" said Grandma Parrot. Many people who die young envy those who live long lives, but they don’t know that those who live long lives watch their family members and friends around them die, and the world becomes something they don’t understand. Then every day is a torment. Live purely for the sake of living. Although Grandma Parrot did not reveal this meaning, she revealed another meaning, which is that every year is almost the same. Last year was like this year, the year before was like this year, ten years ago was like this year, and a hundred years ago was like this year. Time is changing, but I have never felt the change of time. "I wonder if Grandma Parrot knows the history of 'Music'?" Shi Feizhe said straight to the point. Grandma Parrot is here.
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