Liang Meng has adapted very well to the supreme status of hall master.
I'm the hall master! Am I afraid of you?
Liang Meng slammed the book onto the bookshelf and turned away.
"Legend, legend, legend~~"
Liang Meng stood under the eaves at the back door of the main hall, with his hands on his waist, shouting loudly.
Speaking of the image of this hall master. Tsk tsk tsk tsk...
"Here I am. Hall Master, are you looking for me?"
"Where have you been? You're sweating all over."
"Xiao Ye Zi just sent over some fresh vegetables, so I helped move them."
The kitchen is at the westernmost end of the courtyard.
There is only one cook, Xiao Ye Zi, who helps with moving things when Chuanqi is free.
Chuanqi raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead while answering Liang Meng's question.
But Liang Meng didn't care much. He nodded perfunctorily and walked forward past the legend.
"Master, do you want to talk to me about something?" Legend followed closely behind.
"Yeah." Liang Meng put his hands behind his back, looking like a hall master.
"Let me ask you, do you know Ling You in the library?"
"Lingyou?"
The legendary figure paused, but Liang Meng in front of him did not see it.
"Has the Hall Master seen him?"
"What did you see? I only heard his voice but never saw him. He said he has no real body, right?"
Liang Meng said this and came to her beloved rattan chair.
"Yes."
"Is he also from Yunmeng Hall?"
Liang Meng said as he sat down on the rattan chair. He stared at Chuanqi and pointed at the brown wooden chair next to him.
"Actually~~not really."
The tall and slender Legend was curled up on a short wooden chair, looking both cute and pitiful.
"kindness?"
Liang Meng rested his elbows on his knees, assuming a gesture of 'I'm listening, you continue'.
"Actually, Ling You was suppressed in the library by our Yunmeng Hall."
"Suppress? Why?" Liang Meng leaned forward, staring at Chuanqi with eyes full of curiosity.
"This, even Legend doesn't know. Legend only knows that Ling You has been in the library for thousands of years."
"Thousands of years?" Liang Meng widened his eyes slightly and couldn't help being amazed.
"Yes."
"Then who suppressed him in the library?"
"Even Legend doesn't know this. However, no matter how many years or generations pass, Lingyou can only stay in the library. He can't leave."
"Is Lingyou very powerful?"
"It should be." Legend lowered his eyes and gave an ambiguous answer.
"What's so mysterious about this library? How could a ghost not escape for thousands of years?"
"Well," Chuanqi looked distressed, and his fair little face was wrinkled like a bun.
"In fact, the legends know very little about Lingyou. All we know is that when Lingyou was first suppressed, there was a suppression spell outside the library. But at some point, the suppression spell disappeared. Not only the library, but also the entire Yunmeng Hall, Lingyou can come and go freely."
"The suppression spell disappeared? How could it disappear?"
"Legend has it that the spell that suppresses the spirit can only suppress it for a hundred years. After a hundred years, the spell will disappear."
"Then, now that there's no suppression spell, why is Lingyou still in the library?"
Chuanqi looked at his own hall master with an innocent expression and shook his head.
He still doesn't know this!
Tsk~~ You don't know anything! Liang Meng rolled her eyes at Chuanqi and collapsed on the rattan chair.
"By the way, Hall Master, how was your study in the library?"
Chuanqi stood up, straightened the hem of his robe, and stretched his legs.
By the way, that short little wooden chair is really painful to sit on!!
"What else can I do? Nothing."
"Hmm? What problem did you encounter, Master?"
Speaking of this, Liang Meng almost forgot the important and serious issue about learning.
I was so angry that I was confused after being punished by that ghost.
Liang Meng sat up from the recliner and pointed a finger at his forehead.
The tone was obviously anxious.
"Did you know this?"
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