Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 85 Multiplayer event in another world!

Ruan Xiaolian brought Yan Jing to the door of the library, but did not choose to follow.

It is ten o'clock in the morning.

She has to finish her last class before she can leave school.

So in front of Yan Jing, he gnawed the two fruits clean, rolled the cores in his mouth twice, saying that he lived up to Yan Jing's efforts, went back and found a place to plant them, and finally held the empty space. Plastic bags left.

Entering the library alone, Yan Jing's goal is very clear, to find all the documents related to Mr. Lin.

Holding a stack of books, I found a relatively secluded place and started to read.

Linjun can have many temples dedicated to it in Shanqing City, so his status in history is naturally not low. It is not difficult to find related content, and even some of it can be found on the Internet.

It's just that what Yan Jing came here to look for was naturally not those well-known things.

Skip those previously known deeds of Lord Lin.

Yan Jing focused on those contents that ordinary people would rarely check.

Flipping through the pages, Yan Jing took out his notes and copied some of the reference value on them.

It didn't take long for Yan Jing to find what she wanted.

In an ancient book that recorded many folk legends, Yan Jing found a description about the incarnation of Lord Lin as a white tiger after death.

Although it was only a few words, this legend undoubtedly verified what Yan Jing thought in his heart.

Then I opened another book about Linjun Temple next to it. It described the scale, internal scene and various detailed information of all Linjun Temples around Sanqing City with pictures and texts.

Yan Jing is not interested in temples, what he cares about is the photos of statues in several ancient temples.

Lin Jun often appears with a bow and arrow or a melee weapon. He is tall and vigorous. However, in some ancient temples that are quite old, there is a statue of Lin Jun standing in front of a roaring tiger.

"As expected, that white tiger is the incarnation of Lord Lin."

Leaning back on the chair, Yan Jing scratched her chin and whispered.

For a moment, I just felt absurd and unbelievable.

It's one thing to have personal speculations, it's quite another to have them validated now.

The ancient legend is reappearing now, if Lord Lin is alive, he will be thousands of years old at least
No, he couldn't be alive, otherwise he wouldn't show up after the aura tide.

From this point of view, the white tiger and the figure of the Taoist Lord that appeared in front of him before are just remnants of will.
Originally, this special existence only remained in people's imagination, but the appearance of the aura tide contributed to its awakening.

Yan Jing didn't have any research on supernatural things, but one thing is indisputable, that is, Lord Lin chose Yan Jing.

When Yan Jing went to Lin Junya for the first time, he had already been guided by Lin Jun in the dark.

Needless to say, the reason must be the legacy of the Tiger Flood Dragon.

The remaining will can't independently choose the target, examine things like character and ability, and can only look for similar breaths by instinct

The high degree of compatibility between Hu Junxi and Hujiao's legacy is the best proof.

Thinking about it, Yan Jing couldn't help but think of the whispers she heard in the Luojiang Mountain Range.

Stop the swarm!

The incarnation of a white tiger caught Yan Jing's attention, and after he killed the female worm, the tiger king's seal was used as a reward. Yan Jing was almost certain that this was the meaning of the awakening of Lin Jun's remnant thoughts.

The problem is that the worm nest incident has been completed, and the juvenile female worm has also been beheaded by him.

Why did Mr. Lin still leave this sentence?

Could it be that there is more than one worm nest, and there are other worm swarms?
Yan Jing flipped through other books, hoping to find answers from them, time passed unknowingly.

Soon, there were only 10 minutes left before Xiaolian's get out of class was over. Yan Jing closed the books in her hand, tidied up the ones next to her, carried them back to the history section, and was about to put them back in place.

As soon as he turned around a bookshelf, Yan Jing noticed that there were quite a few people standing at the place where he picked up the books, both male and female, who were talking about someone, and could faintly hear the words "professor" and "folklore" class words.

Stepping forward, Yan Jing looked over the crowd and looked at the woman surrounded in the middle. Standing in his position, he could only see a well-built, clean and dignified side face.

Not to mention how amazing it was, Yan Jing quickly looked away and focused on putting the books in hand back to their original positions.

Until the last book, it is also the folklore classic that records the legend of Lord Lin.

Yan Jing just pushed it into its original position, only to find that it was taken away from the other side.
Through the gap between the books, Yan Jing saw the person who took the book away.

It was the woman from before.

It's just that this time it's a frontal face, with elegant features, beautiful brows slightly frowned, and puzzled eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Yan Jing quickly took a step to the side, then turned and left without hesitation.

Because he caught a glimpse of several books in the other party's arms, which were the ones he had read just now!
'Is she (he) also here to check on Mr. Lin? '

On the other side of the bookshelf, the woman flipped through the book and glanced at the title on the cover to confirm that she had taken it correctly. She tapped the spine of the book with her index finger, and quickly retreated to avoid the male student beside her. Her movements were light and sensitive.

Just when she walked to the aisle beside her, the other party had already disappeared around the corner in the distance.

"Professor Yu, are you looking for someone?"

The boy who was bypassed hurriedly asked, with admiration in his eyes.

"No, I just happened to see an acquaintance passing by. It seems that he didn't recognize me."

Finally, he glanced at the place where Yan Jing left, and Professor Yu put on a peaceful smile on his face when he turned his head, and then said,

"Students, if you have any questions, can you ask them in class later? I should substitute for my tutor in the past few days. Now I may need some time to prepare for the next lecture. "

"Are you going to talk about Lord Lin?"

A girl next to her saw the book cover.

"This is just a part of it. What I want to talk about are some real historical events related to folklore. In fact, legends are not necessarily all legends. The origin of folklore is not just groundless conjecture."

Putting the book away in his arms, Professor Yu smiled and escaped from the crowd of students.

At the same time, Yan Jing outside the library was being caught and hammered by Xiao Lian.

"Since you have eaten fruit, why didn't you tell me that it will make people go to the toilet non-stop, you know what it feels like when I tell the teacher to go to the toilet, and then stay in it for half an hour and return to the teacher to meet the eyes of the students ?"

With his forehead resting on Yan Jing's shoulder, his two small fists kept beckoning to his side, his face blushed in anxiety.

If it weren't for everyone not being familiar with it, she would have bought a ticket and carried the high-speed train back to Guangchen City immediately.

"Cough~poof. Hahaha~"

Yan Jing, who was still thinking about that person just now, heard Xiao Lian's complaint, and laughed out loud after holding back for two seconds, adding,

"I forgot about that. This fruit seems to have the effect of improving my physical fitness. I haven't stopped exercising in the past few years. My health is very good. You eat and sleep all day, and you eat after sleeping. There must be a lot of impurities in your body. This is normal. Yes, haven't you noticed that your skin has become smoother?"

"Cut, how can it take effect so quickly, it's just a psychological effect."

Slapping away Yan Jing's hand pinching her face, Ruan Xiaolian took a step forward, dragged Yan Jing towards the school gate, turned around and secretly greeted her roommate not far away, and pointed at Yan Jing, indicating that this was her Brother, silently lip-synthesizing at the same time,

"handsome or not?"

After getting a few thumbs up, he turned his head and left satisfied.

"Xiao Lian, I met a very popular female teacher in the library just now, and everyone calls her Professor Yu, do you know her?"

Not caring about the little actions of the girl next to her, Yan Jing asked casually.

"You are talking about Yu Zhen, Professor Yu. She is the youngest professor at Shanqing University. She is the same age as you. It is said that she has provided a lot of academic help to the government. The research direction seems to be folklore and semiotics. All in all, he's a great talent."

As a student of Shanqing University, Ruan Xiaolian naturally recognized the influential figures in the school.

Yan Jing opened her mouth, and was about to inquire about some more information, when suddenly there was a buzzing sound in front of her.

An ambulance came at high speed from the other end of the boulevard, and the students along the way backed away one after another to get out of the way in the middle.

"This is."

Something happened inside Shanqing University?
"Professor He of the Natural Science Department suddenly fainted during the lecture, and the ambulance should have come for him."

Ruan Xiaolian took out her mobile phone and glanced at the messages constantly pushed out on the screen, and said,
"That professor is really dedicated. Some time ago, he participated in scientific research activities and suffered a disaster in the Luojiang Mountains. He only rested for two days. I hope others are okay."

"Well, I hope so."

Yan Jing looked at the direction in which the ambulance was leaving, and responded casually, obviously not paying attention to this matter.

"It is detected that the conditions are met, and the multi-person extraterrestrial event [Jingjiang Strange Town] will start at midnight tonight."

"Insufficient permissions, no additional information to provide."

"No special props, the event works normally."

Multiplayer Extraterrestrial Events!

Although it had been predicted that the events of the other world would not be limited to a single person, Yan Jing did not expect that it would come so soon.

At this time, less than two weeks had passed since his last participation in a different world event.

A few days ago, Yan Jing asked Wu Senyan and other members of the Special Affairs Bureau about the interval of other world events, and the answer they gave was about a month, while Miao Yingshi was in a similar situation to him, and the other world events would occur in one to two weeks.

Rather than saying that the improvement of the personal strength of the Ember Apostles has shortened the interval between events arranged by the torch, Yan Jing is now more inclined to the fact that the torch is deliberately speeding up some people.

Not just to let them get exercise and grow up as soon as possible, but also to get something from it.

Through previous experience, Yan Jing can be sure that the torch system absorbs some kind of energy to improve itself when they are constantly traveling between other worlds and reality. It seems to be more urgent than the Ember Apostles to pursue power!

This is like siege in ancient wars.

As the commander of the torch, the army under him is the many ember apostles. Yan Jing and his group are undoubtedly the so-called first ascended dead soldiers. They are responsible for opening gaps in the city wall. What the other ember apostles have to do is to expand the results of the battle.

Of course, the first to come to the brave will get the highest reward.

At the same time, it also means that every time they face the most dangerous battle situation and super high death rate!

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Yan Jing was not moving forward, Ruan Xiaolian couldn't help turning her head and asking.

"It's nothing. I just remembered what happened in the Luojiang Mountains. It's very exciting. It's like going out to sea. I don't know what I'm going to meet every time. It's really interesting!"

Rubbing Xiaolian's hair, Yan Jing replied with a smile.

(End of this chapter)