Qin Wuyan didn't know before that if a person stares into the abyss for too long, he will become an abyss, and if he fights with the dragon for too long, he will also become a dragon one day.
He couldn't even breathe.
Qin Wuyan put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."
The wizard squinted his smiling eyes, watching his reaction with satisfaction.
Qin Wuyan kicked the remaining half of the steamed bun back into his arms, "I'm going to read a book."
The wizard waved his skinny hands: "Go."
It didn't bother him any more.
Qin Wuyan took out all the medical books, threw them on the ground, and sat beside the pile of books, quickly flipping through one after another...
Survival is the most important thing.
It never occurred to him that he could be killed invisible for a meal in the priest's mansion...
An unprecedented shock and fear arose in his heart.
Originally, he thought that as long as he was careful, behaved with his tail between his legs, did not provoke disputes, and with Zhuang Xiaoyu's protection, he would be able to live with ease.
But he never expected that he might be in danger all the time.
These meals are obviously delicious and non-toxic, but as long as they are all eaten, they can be fatal for a long time.
If he had no other skills, he might die without knowing how he died.
Power above all else.
Intelligent and transparent as Zhuang Qingyun, he knows the situation of the entire priest's mansion and the major families like the back of his hand, so he is not as good as a dog.
In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and schemes are futile.
As long as Zhuang Huaisen is alive, he doesn't need to speak, even if he just orders the people below, he can create all kinds of accidents and end his life.
Compared with others, Qin Wuyan seemed to have experienced most of his life from a child to a young man.
The servants who delivered food every day saw that they had almost eaten all the food, especially the plate of goose meat, with only a few small pieces left, they were very satisfied: "Master has a good appetite today."
The wizard glanced at him lightly, "The food I cooked today is delicious, I like it very much."
"From now on, master's meals will be cooked by the person who cooks for you today." The servant put all the bowls and chopsticks into the food box: "These recipes are all ordered by the above. If you have something special to eat , tell the old slave, and the old slave will bring it to you."
The wizard paused, "Bring me an extra serving of rice in the future, and take an extra pair of chopsticks by the way."
The servants thought that the master's appetite was getting bigger and bigger now. As for the extra pair of chopsticks, they were afraid that the chopsticks would be dirty if they fell on the ground.
He didn't ask any more questions, but just agreed, twisted the food box and exited the library.
The sun came to the top of Xishan Mountain from noon.
The wizard held the flute in his hand, pressed it to his lips and began to play.
The light in the library building on the second floor has become much dimmer, Qin Wuyan rubbed his eyes, listened to the sound of the flute in his ears, closed his eyes and raised his hands to support his head.
The music is sometimes beautiful and soothing, and sometimes high-pitched and passionate. The tune is somewhat similar to the part I heard yesterday, but some of it is completely different.
He couldn't say exactly where they were similar and where they were the same.
Qin Wuyan arranged the medical books he had read on the floor one by one, stood up from the floor, and went downstairs slowly.
The wizard moved his ears and heard the sound of footsteps. After playing a complete piece of music, he put the flute on the table and looked up at Qin Wuyan who was already standing in front of him.
Ask: "Do you remember the piece I played today?"
Qin Wuyan shook his head: "I didn't fully remember it, but I only remembered half of it."