This matter is easily solved by Lin Feng. It's still very easy for Lin Feng. He feels that since Bruce Lee has promised himself, he won't change anything, because Lin Feng believes that there will be some trust between himself and Bruce Lee.
This picture outside is for a lot of people to watch. There is no creature that can eat the same food here. Moreover, the food they usually eat is the same, which is a bit wrong. Ordinary contract animals have special food, which can't be the same as human beings.
There were even a few bored people squatting on one side to watch, but these Lin Feng didn't care about him. They went directly to the house and began to watch the magic and learn.
In the middle of the lobby, after showing the waiter the token, Lin Feng went up to the second floor, where the books were put.
As soon as he went in, he saw a lot of houses. There were signs in front of the door. There were various types of books, such as history, politics and so on. Originally, Lin Feng wanted to see the secrets, but after seeing the history, he felt that he should study other people's history first.
And after he went in, he said that he knew the history of the family, which was no problem. Anyway, he was very interested in the history of the dragon family, so he went there directly, and the speed was very fast.
Push open the door of this room, discover inside as expected is a bookshelf of row. The price of pigs is nearly 10 meters high. All kinds of books are on it. Lin Feng doesn't know which one to look at first.
As Lin Feng continues to walk forward, he looks at the upgraded types on the bookshelves. Some of them introduce history. Then Lin Feng also finds some different books. They seem to be books with ancient characters. Many fonts are definitely not available now, and they are different from Lin Feng's.
"I seem to have seen these shoes before. I remember that they became flying dragons at that time. When they were flying in the sky, people below used this kind of font." Lin Feng looked at these characters and said in his heart. He recalled them and found that some of them were familiar. After all, at that time, he became what Bruce Lee looked like when he was alive. He had seen the characters written by primitive humans.
There are many of these books, and there is a lot of dust on them. It seems that no one has read them for a long time, but they are also such fonts. Who can understand them? If it wasn't for Lin Feng's previous experience, he didn't know these words.
If you don't know the words in the books, and there are several people to read them, it must be nobody, so it's normal to have dust on them. In this place of the library, there should be not many people cleaning the books.
Lin Feng took down a book and opened it to read a few pages. He found that he could really understand it. This book records an important world of his family. It seems that some traitor came back to murder his family and so on. It looks like a story. Lin Feng, I don't know if it's true. If it's true history, among primitive people, It's also thrilling.
This kind of history is more attractive than Lin Feng. He immediately found some books with good cover, took them to the seat next to him and looked at the place. There were many compositions in each room, so that people could sit there. Lin Feng found one by the window, from which he could see the little Dragon below.
Bruce Lee is still gnawing at the food. It's fast. Lin Feng finds that many students have gathered around him. He sits and watches Bruce Lee eat. This guy doesn't care at all and is eating desperately.
When Lin Feng looks down, the other Bruce Lee seems to have something in mind. He turns his head and looks at Lin Feng. But soon he lowers his head and starts to eat. Although he eats fast, about one third of the food has been wasted, Lin Feng doesn't worry.
I really haven't heard of any giant dragon that was propped to death by food? What kind of dragon is that? So Lin Feng sat there and began to read the books carefully. Some of them were still incomprehensible, but his meaning could be understood.
Although they are all history books, there are not many of them that are really valuable. However, through these books, Lin Feng has gained some different knowledge, many of which he has never seen, and some of which he has never heard of.
Lin Feng's inspiration is still great, and there is a book that makes Lin Feng very happy. It records some historical poisons, which makes Lin Feng who likes to use poisons very much. However, the principles are not too clear, which describes some appearances.
This kind of thing certainly doesn't exist outside. Maybe it exists in some hidden sects. If Lin Feng wants to find him, it's not difficult. Who makes Lin Feng look at the poison they mixed? He didn't expect that there was such voodoo art in ancient times.
In primitive society, human beings were not unified at that time. They were scattered all the time. It was only after the invention of language that a transformation took place. All the people were united. Otherwise, they could not survive. After all, during that time, all kinds of creatures were too strong. Human beings really struggled to survive in the cracks.
Language is an extensive and profound thing. Only human beings can communicate with each other in this way. Although other creatures also have their own language, they are not as extensive and profound as human beings. Lin Feng is like an indefatigable person, raised here, tired of reading these books, every step of which can be said to be a great inspiration for him, let him understand some of the different things. Lin Feng gradually became fascinated, as if his soul had gone through the books and arrived at that vast moment. This was the second time that he had learned about the history of that era. This is a history that absolutely no one knows. Everyone doesn't know that the life in that period was so hard and sad. Lin Feng also saw some celebrities who belonged to that era, defending the country and protecting their own ethnic groups. He also saw countless villains. One story after another made up this book. Then it was kept for the people behind to praise, but no one understood it.