Fantasy: Start with Associated World Tree

Chapter 298

Chapter 299 The Dream of Memories

Walking around indiscriminately, Qin Hao unknowingly came to Qin’s library,

When I walked into it, I suddenly felt a strange feeling, a familiar scent of ink came out,

The library here is very big, with three floors, each floor has countless bookshelves, which makes people dazzling, as if it is another world, everything around is still, and time is frozen.

No matter how quiet the library is, there will always be someone who is addicted to the sea of books, but not here.

There is only Qin Hao here.

Qin Hao took a deep breath, walked in slowly, the sound of his shoes stepping on the smooth map was clear and loud, looking at the bookshelves with densely packed books, the bookshelves squeaked and folded, until they disappeared into the darkness. There is a feeling of passing through the Otherworld, which makes people shudder.

There were no lights around, and it was probably not night time. I looked at the clock above. It was six fifty-nine, and seven o’clock was less than a minute away.

“you are?

Suddenly, a female voice sounded behind him, Qin Hao’s heart skipped a beat, and he looked through his head.

I saw a red-painted table in front of it, and a woman in red was sitting on the stool next to her, speaking to Qin Hao with a slight smile on her face.

“Yes,

“what”

Suddenly there was a strong light around, and the strong light filled every corner, and my eyes could not be opened.

The light dispels the darkness, and also dispels the fear in Qin Hao’s heart.

The scenery in front of you is unobstructed, and the bookshelves, tables and chairs are neatly arranged.

“You… Who the hell are you?” Qin Hao asked.

“Qin’s librarian!”

Librarian? Is it as simple as that? No! Qin Hao dared to conclude that this woman knew her, and she was impressed by the name she just said. She must know her past, but it belonged to another person. Body, why can she also see it?

Qin Hao was very confused, she placed her jade finger on her brown lips seductively, and licked her tongue around her lips.

“Since you don’t have a story, do you want to be a storyteller,”?”

“The one who listens to the story?”

Qin Hao felt that something was wrong. This eerie library was like a mysterious little dark room, confusing.

“There are many unknown secrets recorded here. Of course, these are everyone’s stories…”

The woman in red walked past the bookshelf behind her, her snow-white hands caressed the books on the bookshelf, as if the so-called stories in her mouth were hidden in these books.

“Do you want a special story, or a normal story, or…you want your own story?”

What is your own story like?

My mind was churning and confused, thinking that countless ants were biting Qin Hao’s nerves, and her voice entered his ears like a hallucination.

“Who the hell are you?”

“what”

The lights came on again, Qin Hao’s consciousness woke up in an instant, he blinked and looked around, only to see that the red lacquered table and chairs had disappeared, the front was the counter, but the woman in red was still there. Appearing in front of him, those just now seemed to be hallucinations.

“I just said that I’m Qin’s librarian. Are you thinking about what books to borrow?”

As if everything had returned to reality, Qin Hao’s nerves relaxed, but when he was about to speak, the woman in red showed a strange smile and frowned again, but this time it seemed a lot more normal .

“You… do you know me?” Qin Hao asked timidly.

“This library has two names, one is a library open to the outside world, and the other is a story library for private conversations!”

“Story library? What does this mean?” Qin Hao asked inexplicably.

“Everyone has a story from his life to the present, and these stories are only known to him. If you want to read other people’s stories, you must use another story as an equivalent exchange!

What’s the point of exchanging stories with stories? Is this library filled with everyone’s stories?

Although Qin Hao doesn’t know whether this is a joke or a real game, since this is just a dream, he might as well give it a try if he has an impression.

“Exactly! Yes!”

The words of the woman in red were very serious and focused, her deep pupils were like pearls, and the mysterious temperament made one feel a little chill.

“Then…what do I need in exchange for you?”

“Use what? Isn’t it very clear? Use your story!”

Qin Hao lowered his head and looked a little disappointed and replied, “I don’t have a story.

The woman in red seemed to have expected Qin Hao’s answer, she smiled a few times and then pointed to the bookshelf behind you and said, “The bookshelf behind you, the last book from left to right on the fourth floor, that is a story. If you want to get the story, use the book to find it slowly. When you find it, come here and exchange it with me!

When she finished speaking, Qin Hao slowly turned around to look at the bookshelf behind him, walked over slowly, and according to her, found a very old and outdated book at the end of the fourth floor from left to right. books.

The book has no title, it is tattered, and there is a thick layer of dust on the surface.

That is, when Qin Hao opened it, he seemed to feel a mysterious force from the book trembling in his hand, and Qin Hao’s breathing became rapid. What could be inside?

“Huh? This… what character is this?”

However, Qin Hao never expected that these strange characters on the books discouraged me. These characters are neither patterns nor fonts, so I cannot understand them.

“I said…I don’t understand what it is!”

“No! You can definitely understand it, or in other words, no one else can understand it except you! These are the shadow eyes that have been passed down from generation to generation in Qin Dynasty!”

The voice of the woman in red is very strange, but it also makes Qin Hao very puzzled. What is the content of this book? (Wang is good)? Do you have to use this book to find stories and exchange for your own story?

In the midst of all kinds of thoughts, Qin Hao suddenly realized that he was “hungry”.

Sighing deeply and planning to put the book back, the woman in red said to Qin Hao: “This book already belongs to your mouth!”

Qin Hao frowned and looked at this dilapidated book, as if mysterious and curious, but since she said to give it to me, she can just take it away, but who is this woman? She knows to herself. How many?

-The fog is all over my head.

Looking at this dilapidated book in his hand, Qin Hao shook his head slightly and walked out of the library…

The sky this night was very gloomy, and the dark clouds blocked the moonlight. Qin quietly spent the night with silence…

Qin Hao’s body seems to be losing some kind of power, all around him are dreams, he is holding this book, as if he is thinking about something…