On the way to the library, Zhang Xuan tried to set up the words of the evil god more than once, but the evil God kept silent all the time and completely learned.
The library in beixiangcheng is jointly managed by three colleges. There are a lot of books in it. If you enter the library, you need to pay a deposit of 10000 yuan, which is equivalent to the salary of a college teacher in August.
In this advanced civilization of science and technology, it's not too much to say that there are still paper-based reading materials. This kind of behavior leads to a very cold library, but the three colleges don't care. No one in the library is normal, but every city must have such a building.
After a series of behaviors such as identity authentication and deposit payment, Zhang Xuan finally came to the library. He was told that all his actions would be monitored. Even if the book lost only a dime, the deposit would not be returned.
Zhang Xuan swept around the library. There was no one in the huge library, and there were books arranged neatly on the shelves.
Zhang Xuan looked at those catalogues and searched for them for nearly half an hour before he found a book about totem. However, he didn't talk much about it. He just mentioned some very simple ones, but he also made Zhang Xuan understand what it meant. Later, Zhang Xuan searched the whole library, but he didn't find a second one related to totem.
As far as Zhang Xuan's information is concerned, totem is the existence of a kind of belief. It has been mentioned that the aura between heaven and earth is actually related to totem. Totem can give life to spirits. In the most ancient times, totem was in charge of everything in the world. On this day, there were three totems, but these three kinds of totems are called by every place They are totally different, even in each era, they will change, and the appearance of totems is various, so it is impossible to determine.
Although he has received very little information, Zhang Xuan can also make a general analysis. If totem really exists in the legend of geocentric civilization, and the evil god calls himself totem, then his origin needs to be considered. Of course, Zhang Xuan does not fully believe in the evil god's words. Who knows the word totem. Did the evil god say it on purpose.
It's already past noon.
Zhang Xuan received several messages on his communicator, many of which are about Guangming island. Many media have begun to capture this mysterious organization, and Huang Mian's work speed is also very fast. The media has revealed that there are bandits outside the city, and people from Guangming island have come forward to stop them.
These people in the mask of terror claim to be travelers from hell, but they are the teachers of justice.
At this time, a topic about whether the existence of Guangming island is good or bad is immediately pushed to the homepage of beixiangcheng's official website. All residents with Hukou in beixiangcheng can express their attitude, but it's just that. There are not many people who support the existence of Guangming island. After all, the sudden emergence of a large force will make people feel uneasy.
Zhang Xuan leisurely out of the library, to live in the community.
At the gate of the community, Zhang Xuan suddenly saw an old man with white hair sitting at the gate of the community. In front of the old man, he put a pair of chess!
Zhang Xuan walked over curiously and looked at the chessboard in front of the old man. When he got closer, he found that it was different from chess, but it didn't become much, at least in the middle of the Chuhe Han kingdom. It became the Wutan of Zhoucheng. As for the chessboard, it was the same route.
"Why, do you know something about chess?" Seeing Zhang Xuan staring at the chessboard in front of him, the old man asked excitedly.
Zhang Xuan shook his head. "I don't quite understand the rule, but I'm a little interested."
"I don't understand. It's OK." Hearing this, the old man became more excited. He quickly took out a folding pedal and sat down for Zhang Xuan. Young man, I've taught you, I've taught you. Let's have two sets. "
The old man said, without waiting for Zhang Xuan to answer, he told Zhang Xuan, and Zhang Xuan listened with great interest.
In the end, it's just like the name of Zhang xuanhu in the car.
"Well, young man, do you understand? Do you understand how to play? This is very simple. I'll make sure you're addicted. " The old man squinted at Zhang Xuan. He looked like an old liar.
Zhang Xuan saw it at a glance. This old man is obviously addicted to chess. Anyway, he has nothing to do. Zhang Xuan is happy to play two games. This is one of the similarities between geocentric culture and surface culture.
"Yes." Zhang Xuan nodded.
"Then come!" The old man threw away his arm. "I'll give you a tiger and a deer first, OK?"
Tiger is the car in chess, and deer is the horse in chess. It's a big concession to let one horse in one car.
"All right." Zhang Xuan said with a smile.
Three minutes later, the old man opened his eyes and looked at the chessboard in front of him.
"Lock the king!" Zhang Xuan pushed a tiger to the end of the old man's chessboard. Suo Wang was the general in chess, and Zhang Xuan's move made the old man no longer have the chance to act.
"Here it is The old man looked at the chessboard and Zhang Xuan.
"Old man, you can't beat me." Zhang Xuan laughed and stood up, ready to go.As soon as the old man saw that Zhang Xuan was going to leave, he quickly stretched out his hand, "don't go, have another set! I just let you. I won't let you this time. Another fair one! "
Zhang Xuan saw the old man's appearance of not letting go, but said, "OK."
After another five minutes, the old man opened his eyes again and looked at the chessboard in front of him. He lost again!
"How is that possible?" The old man was a bit dull. This game of chess was less than five minutes in total. The other side completely beat him by an overwhelming majority.
"No, come again. Come again. " The old man is not reconciled.
"Forget it. There's no time today. Let's wait until we have time." Zhang Xuan turned his head and looked behind him. Not far from the rear of Zhang Xuan, a group of people came fiercely. The leader, who was in his sixties and dressed in black formal clothes, was very respectful to the people behind him. Zhang Xuan's intuition told him that these people were looking for him.
"All right." The old man in front of Zhang Xuan sighed, "I'm here every day. When I'm free, I come to play with me."
"All right, come when you're free." Zhang Xuan got up with a smile, and then walked towards the front door of the community.
The group of people Zhang Xuangang saw was led by master Niu. Master Niu saw Zhang Xuan from a distance. As soon as he came up, he found that Zhang Xuan quickly got up and went away.
Niu Ye chuckled: "Oh, it's a little alert. I'm afraid it's a role in the later period of Fu Shen. All of us should be energetic."
"I understand." The people behind master Niu replied.
"Go." Master Niu followed the direction Zhang Xuan left.
The old man sitting at the gate of the community, looking at Niu ye and others passing by, and looking at the direction Zhang Xuan left, said with a smile: "it's really not peaceful anywhere, but it's much better than those places."
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