He seemed to remember something, and looked into the guest room.

Last night he saw that the man was dressed in the same way as the alchemist Baijia rumored in the market.

I thought that if it was not a coincidence, this person was trying to use the name of Mr. Baijia to deceive the people and steal profits.

There are often rumors of Mr. Baijia, just like the old man Huangshi and the old man in South China.

They are all passed on by word of mouth, and they are rumors of strangers who have escaped from the world.

Such rumors are usually not credible.

But in the bookcase of this unknown guest, he really felt like he was reading a hundred books.

Learning the essence of a hundred schools of thought is something that every student desires but dare not think about.There are so many and complicated theories of a hundred schools of thought, how can one person read them all.

It is rumored that only Mr. Baijia has read it all.

Throughout her life, she traveled all over the world, visited scholars, collected theories of a hundred schools of thought in the book box behind her, made generalizations based on their strengths, and synthesized them based on their opinions.There are also side stories written by her, discussing various skills.

The box of books behind her is nothing more than a wish for a scholar.

Could it be that there really are gentlemen from a hundred schools of thought, and this person is the one who inherits them?

Without waiting for the young man to think too much, there was a sound from the guest room. It should be the sound of a person getting up, followed by a yawn.

are you awake.

The boy outside the door shook the book in his hand, then closed the book and put it back in the bookcase.

He adjusted his clothes and was sitting by the door.

He is already ready to ask for guilt and take the blame. It is the way of a righteous man not to ask what is wrong when he takes it for himself.

There was a crackling sound from the door, it should be that the guest was sitting and getting dressed.

The young man just felt that the short period of time waiting to be blamed was really difficult, he smiled wryly, and it was his own fault, he just hoped that that person would not blame his younger siblings at home.

"Crack."

The door was pushed open, and a man wearing a bamboo hat and a white robe came out of the room.

The clothes that were soaked yesterday hadn't dried off, so they couldn't be worn anymore, and the little sister from Zhuge's family sent him a man's clothes last night. If it were women's clothes, she probably didn't know how to wear them.

The rain outside was already very light, and the sun was out, and the rain scene was a little less gloomy, but it was a bit more beautiful.

The night's rain also washed away the dust in the air, making the air in the field more refreshing.

She patted herself on the shoulder comfortably. It had been a long time since she had rested so comfortably on the bed.

These years, I have been sleeping on the side of the mountain road and on the old trees all the year round. It is good to have a leisurely time in that kind of place. Sleeping for a long time will make people suffer from back problems.

Originally, she wanted to rest for a while, but when she woke up in the morning, she found someone outside her door, who seemed to be waiting for her.You can't make people wait too long, so you get up first.

Who is that person outside the door.

Gu Nan also had some guesses of her own.

Last night, she also heard that this place was Zhuge from Nanyang, so she put the bookcase outside the door, so it must be her intention to keep it.

Since the people outside the door read it, it was fate, and these books couldn't rot in her hands.

Her own knowledge is limited, and she thinks that she can't write any kind of works. If people can learn it, it can be used as a foundation for later generations to lay a foundation and make further progress.

It's just that she doesn't understand why the people outside the door are waiting for her in front of the door. Is there some puzzlement?

Stand in front of the door.

Sitting outside the door was the young man I saw in the hall last night. At this time, he was sitting on the side of the bookcase in front of the door.

Seeing Gu Nan coming out, he bowed down with a solemn expression and bowed slowly.

"The students apologize."

Gu Nan was stunned by the boy's actions, and after a while, he smiled and asked.

"What is Xiao Lang's crime?"

The young man who was sitting in front of the door bowed his head and said in a calm but serious tone.

"The first crime is the crime of disrespect yesterday."

"The second crime is the crime of not asking yourself."

"Forget about this crime, and I'm not such a small-hearted person." Gu Nan didn't take the young man's disrespect yesterday to heart, and in her opinion, it was only natural.

She turned to ask: "But these two crimes are self-inflicted, what did you take?"

There was a bit of shame in the boy's eyes.

"Last night, when I saw the bookcase in front of your door, I felt selfish, and took out the books and read them without authorization. I am guilty of stealing."

He lowered his head slightly, waiting for the anger and scolding of the person in front of him.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound, but in the end, only a chuckle was heard.

"Hehe." Gu Nan waved her hand, she didn't expect that the boy knelt in front of her door early in the morning, and it was just for this matter.

"These two crimes, forget it."

"This..." For the first time, surprise appeared on the young man's calm face, and he raised his head.

"Your Mightiness······"

The person's bamboo hat blocked the light so that he couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, but he could see that she seemed to be smiling.

How rare and valuable are the books in the bookcase? It's just an understatement?

Gu Nan pointed to the clothes on her body, and then looked into the room.

"Xiao Lang let me stay for a night, and the younger sister of Xiao Lang's family prepared a clean dress for me. I haven't thanked him yet. If Xiao Lang doesn't give up reading a few books, it doesn't hurt to say thank you. "

The boy came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and sighed softly.

"Of course I will not abandon it, but sir, how can this mere clothes and residence compare with your writing..."

"I think it's worth it. I don't even know how much money I can exchange for this book. I just want you to read a few books and get a change of clothes and a good night's sleep. Why isn't it worth it?"

Gu Nan asked with a smile.

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