Chapter 20 Sweeping the Floor
When he was about to close the door, a message prompt box suddenly popped up, and Lin Zhusheng paused for unknown reasons.
The kitten that had slipped onto his shoulder grabbed his neck and forced him to turn his head. He turned back in the direction of the force, and all he saw was the still static fence and the yard that had only undergone preliminary work.
Clouds and mist were surging between the mountains and fields. Wind blew in from afar, bringing with it a faint scent of peach blossoms, which was quite pleasant. The kitten looked at the petals blowing towards it, opened its mouth and said, "Just now..."
It was looking at the flowers, and the person on it was also looking at them, or more precisely, at the flowers on the tree. It slowly stroked its chin and said, "There will be no shortage of peaches to eat by summer."
Among the snack recipes that Manager Meng sent along with the seeds, there are two recipes with peaches as the main ingredient. You can try them out in the summer.
Very different focus. Then, as if realizing what the kitten had just said, he lowered his head and asked, "What did you just want to say?"
kitten:"……"
Kitten: "It's okay."
It’s okay. This person should just wait and eat the peaches by himself.
If the kitten said it was okay, then it was okay. Lin Zhusheng rolled up the brick in his hand and went back to his room, put it on the desk, crossed his legs and continued reading.
His hands were not idle while he was reading, he slowly turned the wooden sword in his hands, just like twirling a pen while thinking. Having learned from the previous experience of being ambushed, the kitten never came close to him again, but instead cautiously hid in a cushion some distance away.
The lie he told casually when he absorbed all the nearby spiritual energy was not false. Regardless of whether it was out of his subjective will, he would indeed ignore the changes in his surroundings, such as time, when he was a little more serious about his work.
He ate fruit and flipped through a book, and petted the cat for a while. By the time he remembered to take a rest, it was already completely dark.
Tomorrow will be the start of formal sword practice. When I separated from my neighbor last time, we had agreed to go to the training ground together tomorrow, and he vowed not to take shortcuts again and to get up early in the morning to practice sword. He originally planned to go to bed early at night and get up early in the morning to be the healthiest person.
As a result, Xiao Xiao didn't pay attention and it was almost late at night.
The good news is that it rained. The spring rain will never stop falling, and it will probably continue until tomorrow morning. When it rains, sword practice will be cancelled, and he won't have to rush to get up early to go to the training ground.
It was the first time it rained since he came to this world. He stopped turning the pages of the book and raised the lamp on one side with his other hand to shine it out of the window.
“Huahua——”
The rain was quite heavy, falling on the leaves and roof tiles, making a sound. The area illuminated by the warm yellow light was clearly visible with fine raindrops and splashes of water. The wind carrying the scent of grass and trees blew into the room, and the temperature dropped by two degrees.
Before his cuffs and hands got wet, Lin Zhusheng retracted his hand holding the lamp.
The kitten, who had just woken up from a nap, jumped onto the desk after confirming that he was no longer playing with the broken sword. He stretched and yawned, then asked, "Are you still not asleep?"
Lin Zhusheng originally planned to sleep, but after the rain, he didn't have to get up early the next day, so he felt he was ready again. He grabbed the kitten and fed it to him, stuffed a snack into his mouth, and continued to flip through the book.
The kitten was forced to stay up all night with them. He struggled but failed, so he just collapsed.
Sure enough, the rain continued until the next morning.
The sky was dark, covered in mountain fog and rain mist, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night. In this kind of weather, most disciples would choose to stay indoors and meditate quietly, but Lin Zhusheng did not. He slept until he woke up naturally in the morning, prepared the things he needed to take with him, and went out holding an umbrella that the sect gave to every disciple as a gift of friendship.
The Xi Chunhua incident made him reflect deeply on himself and realize the dangers of being illiterate, so he decided to go to the library to read.
He did not forget to improve his favorability before going to the library. When passing by his neighbor's house, he found that the lights in the house were on. He knocked on the door and delivered the fruits and snacks that he had not delivered yesterday. He left only after the people received them with satisfaction.
There was no way to take shortcuts in this kind of weather, so he could only take the main road and stroll up the mountain slowly.
As expected, there were few people on the road on a rainy day, as if the whole place was reserved. He passed the parade ground and finally went straight to the library.
Although the library is called a "pavilion", it actually covers a very large area. It is not an ordinary building with several floors, but more like a courtyard house with three entrances and three exits. It looks quite spectacular at first glance.
After folding his umbrella at the door, Lin Zhusheng pushed open the door and walked into the library. The moment he entered the room, the jade pendant on his waist seemed to have encountered something and lit up slightly for a moment.
There were two servants on duty guarding both sides of the gate. They were drowsy in the perfect temperature and the sound of rain. They kept nodding their heads and their eyelids were so heavy that they could not lift them.
Choosing not to disturb him, Lin Zhusheng patted the water off his umbrella, raised his foot, chose a direction and left.
The place where he could move freely was the outer part of the library, and only some inner disciples and elders could enter the central area.
Having seen its internal structure in the game before, he was not very curious and went straight to the area where the book he was looking for was.
"clatter--"
Playing with an umbrella in one hand, he walked along the corridor beside the atrium courtyard. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the quiet space, mixing with the sound of rain hitting the leaves.
In the mix of sounds there was also the sound of something sweeping across the ground, irregular and intermittent.
Walking out from behind the tree that blocked his view, Lin Zhusheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a gray-white figure standing in the middle of the courtyard.
Seems to be a man. He was very tall, a little hunched, with long white hair that almost reached the ground and was soaked by the rain. He was wearing a thin gray coat and holding a bamboo broom in his hand. The sound came from here.
A janitor was still working in the heavy rain. Leaves were constantly blown to the ground by the rain. He swept them away, and then they fell again, bit by bit, endlessly.
Lin Zhusheng remembered this person and had unlocked the plot with the maximum level of favorability before, but like Song Ming, he just banged on the keyboard and skipped through it frantically, leaving no impression at all.
The other person should have noticed him, but had no intention of looking up. He just stared at the falling leaves on the ground and raised his skinny hand to sweep them away.
His hands were skinny, but the joints were unexpectedly large. Normally, he should be able to knock out ten of his hands with just one punch.
The kitten in the nest of clothes felt that the temperature in this place was inexplicably low, and made a sound to hurry up.
Lin Zhusheng didn't leave. Not only did he not leave, he even opened his umbrella and walked into the courtyard.
The rain hit the umbrella, making crackling sounds.
The rain that had been falling on his body suddenly stopped, and the sky above his head darkened. The servant holding the broom finally raised his lowered head slightly and met a pair of eyes hidden in the shadow under the umbrella.
Lin Zhusheng held up his umbrella, tilted it to shield the drencher from the rain, and asked, "Why don't you go and hide from the rain?"
The servant's head and face were covered with white hair, so his expression could not be seen clearly. He did not say anything, but just stood there like a silent puppet.
The kitten in his arms moved and quietly pulled at his clothes. Lin Zhusheng lowered his eyes and saw a chain extending from under his gray gown.
The other end of the chain is in the center of the courtyard, and the overall length is short, which limits the range of movement.
It’s a bit short, but judging by the length, it should be enough to hide under the tree. But no one went there, and the rain fell on his body, but he seemed to feel nothing.
He was obviously a handyman with a story and seemed to be very hardworking, but that had nothing to do with him.
Master Lin was just a disciple who was passing by and simply came to give some snacks to improve his favorability. He was also quite brave. It was not convenient to search his pockets with an umbrella in one hand, so he stuffed the umbrella handle into the other's hand and asked the errand boy to help hold the umbrella for him. He then successfully took out a hot cake from his backpack.
He originally planned to eat this while reading today, but he remembered that the errand boy in the library seemed to like this thing, and eating one would increase his favorability, so he reluctantly gave it up and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"
The servant still didn't answer, still looking into his eyes, and moved slowly. Very good, just take it as the default.
Holding an umbrella in one hand and a broom in the other, the servant had no extra hands to take the snacks. Lin Zhusheng thought for a moment, then temporarily removed the broom from the man's hand and placed it in the crook of the arm holding the umbrella.
Let it do whatever it wants, like a big toy.
His hands were successfully freed and covered with rainwater, which would contaminate his beloved white and plump pastries. He carefully wiped the man's hands with the clean sleeves of the clothes he had just changed into, making sure there was no residue.
It was chilly in spring, and the rain was icy. A little warmth spread from the fingertips. The vertical pupils of the person who was treated as a large toy began to move slowly, and the raindrops hanging on the eyelashes fell.
Looking down, he could only see a lowered head and a hand that was trying hard to wipe itself.
The warm touch disappeared, replaced by a plump white pastry in the palm of my hand.
The person in front of him raised his head, his naturally smiling brows relaxed, and enthusiastically recommended, saying, "This is best eaten while it's hot."
He slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the pastry in his hand that was still emitting heat.
When my eyes fell, in just a moment, the corner of green clothes in the corner of my eye disappeared, and I heard the sound of footsteps running away.
When I looked up, the person who was just beside me had run away and was standing under the eaves of the corridor, patting the rain off his body. After patting, he stood up again, tucked the hair that had slipped out of his hairband behind his ears, raised his hand and waved, and walked away.
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