Soon after, Xiang Jing will be thankful for his choice today.

...

Entering the Apocalypse Academy, there is no imaginary carved columns and paintings. All kinds of flying sword spells are flying all over the sky. All you look at are ordinary trees, ordinary flowers, ordinary grass, ordinary buildings, etc., just like ordinary buildings. It's the same as an ordinary school.

It's just that this institution is very big, the big one can't see the head at a glance, the big one can see dense buildings in the distance, there are students wearing white school uniforms everywhere, and the sound of books.

"Follow me" Si Feipeng waited for Xiang Jing to watch for a while before saying.

Xiang Jing stepped up to follow Si Feipeng's footsteps, and after walking through most of the Apocalypse Academy, he came to a three-story pavilion.

The three-story pavilion has no idea how old it has existed. The surface of the building is spotless, and it seems that it is often cleaned, but many places are a little broken and painted. On the front of the attic there is a plaque with the book library written on it.

In the Cangshu Pavilion, you can see many students coming in and out, everyone looks different, and occasionally passing by will salute Si Feipeng to say hello.

Si Feipeng took Xiang Jing to the concierge next to the entrance of the library, knocked on the door, and Si Feipeng said, "Old Qi, the dean explained that the new Deacon Xiang has been brought."

After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the concierge. When Xiang Jing walked here, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol. At this moment, he listened carefully and heard the snoring sound in the concierge.

Si Feipeng obviously heard it too, he said helplessly, "Old Qi is drunk again."

He looked at Xiang Jing and said, "Deacon Xiang, you have been working here from today. On weekdays, you are mainly responsible for cleaning the library and placing the books in the library. Your residence is on the top of the library, although it is rudimentary. Some, but it's quiet."

After Si Feipeng finished his explanation, he was about to leave, thinking of something and turning around and said, "By the way, although you are the deacon of Cangshuge, you can't borrow the books without Qi Lao's consent. Remember."

Si Feipeng left after speaking, leaving Xiang Jing to face the drunk old Qi in the concierge alone.

Xiang Jing knocked on the door again. The old Qi inside had no sign of waking up, so he didn't scream anymore. He entered the library and went directly to the third floor.

This collection book pavilion is not like the one in fantasy novels, one level and one level of restrictions, the more powerful spiritual skills are placed on the top, it looks like an ordinary library.

There are many students inside, most of them take the book and sit down in a corner and read it.

However, there are two points that are similar to the plot in a fantasy novel, that is, the more people go up, the fewer people.

There was also the concierge's old Qi, Xiang Jing wondered if he would be like the sweeping monk, an invisible strong master.

And Si Feipeng confessed before he left that Qi Lao must agree to read the book here. Could it be that he couldn't find out if he secretly read it.

However, Xiang Jing didn't want to try it. Now he has no shortage of cultivation techniques and spiritual skills, and he is temporarily settled here to escape the tortoise son of Shangshu of the Criminal Department.

I don't know what happened to Tiebuyi, Xiang Jing thought, walking up the stairs on the third floor to a small attic on the top floor.

As soon as he walked up, Xiang Jing touched the dust of his nose. It was really the kind of situation that opened his eyes and couldn't see clearly. The whole attic was also messy.

Xiang Jing once suspected that the one who cleaned the library was only superficial. The outside was so clean, but the attic was like a garbage dump.

No way, I have to live here in the future, and Xiang Jing began to organize it.

I was planning to use my strength to hurry up, but found myself like an ordinary person, unable to use any strength.

Xiang Jing curled his lips. It seemed that he took it for granted. How could Tianqi Academy not have any precautions in such an important place as the library? It's no wonder that Mr. Qi in the concierge dared to get so drunk and was not afraid of someone taking the book secretly.

Xiang Jing shook his head and began to organize. Although he could not use his strength, it was not difficult to organize an attic. It would take a little more time at most.

After two hours, Xiang Jing was cleaned up, and all the dust was cleared out. Some sundries were piled up in the corner without knowing whether they were useful or not. After opening the front and rear windows, let the sun shine in. ventilation.

But it's strange to say that I made such a big movement on the top, and the students below did not hear it. It is probably also the special feature of this library.

In a blink of an eye, lunch time passed. Qin Tian and the five reported on the situation. Everything was fine. The academy took care of them and arranged them in a courtyard, three rooms, Qin Tian and Yu Wenyu, and the Gu family brothers. Yun Xi has a room for one person.

The small courtyard is not the size that I bought outside, it is a bit like a courtyard.

Originally, Yun Xi was supposed to be assigned to live with a girl, but she didn't agree with her life and death. In the end, there was no other way but to arrange this.

Kuang Hua helped a little bit here, probably because they looked at Qin Tian and thought of who they used to be.

Xiang Jing didn't say much. Entering the Apocalypse Academy, it depends on how they develop themselves. Although the circle of friends and connections, although they are still small, they need to be contacted and developed.

They are all independent individuals, not Xiang Jing's vassals, and should have their own lives and lives.

After finishing the attic, Xiang Jing walked out of the library and prepared to say hello to Qi Lao. This may be a monk-level existence, and it is always right to make a good relationship.

When I came to the concierge, I just saw an old man sitting inside, drinking with a wine gourd there.

The old man was dressed in ordinary clothes, with a rosacea and a lingering smell of alcohol, which looked rather funny.

Xiang Jing stepped forward and said, "Old Qi."

Old Qi took a sip of wine, glanced at Xiang Jing, and nodded.

Xiang Jing sniffed his nose and said, "Old Qi, you are drinking old wine from Dujiazhuang."

Elder Qi took a sip and said, "Well, yes, youngsters, you also know wine?"

Xiang Jing smiled and said, "I know a little bit." While speaking, he took out a bottle of Maotai, which is treasured on earth, opened the bottle, and a mellow aroma of wine came to his face.

The eyes of the old Qi who was drinking wine lit up for an instant, staring unblinkingly at the Moutai in Xiang Jing's hand.

"Lady, what kind of wine are you." Qi Lao said, sniffing his nose vigorously, trying to breathe the aroma of the wine into his stomach.

Xiang Jing put it under his nose, closed his eyes and smelled it, and then said, "This wine is called Moutai, which is a famous wine in my hometown."

"Moutai" Qi Lao thought about it carefully, and finally determined that there was no name for this wine in his memory, and naturally he had never drank it.

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