Chapter 76 Lending Library

Compared to that, Jiang Cheng found something else even stranger: how did Fatty climb onto the bookshelf?

And it was while being chased by a ghost.

Although the bookshelf was sturdy enough, its surface was smooth. It wouldn't be easy to climb up quickly, especially for someone of Fatty's build.

"How did you get up there?" Jiang Cheng tilted his head and asked Fatty.

"Just...climbed, climbed up," Fatty said, gesturing with his hands. After speaking, he seemed a bit guilty and his voice became softer as he looked at Jiang Cheng's eyes.

Jiang Cheng stepped aside and said to him, "Climb it again."

"Climb again?" Fatty asked, surprised.

"Hurry up!"

Fatty took a deep breath, centered his qi in his *dantian*, then with a brisk step, he used his hands and feet, "whoosh whoosh whoosh," and was up.

Then he quickly lay down, only showing his large face, blinking innocently at Jiang Cheng, as if to say, "See, it's that simple."

The simple action stunned Huai Yi and Shen Mengyun, as they had never seen such an agile fatty.

Most importantly, he didn't make much noise.

Huai Yi secretly pondered that if the Nightmare showed player attributes, Fatty's agility stat must be maxed out.

"Amazing!" Shen Mengyun couldn't help but exclaim.

The calmest of the three was Jiang Cheng. He simply glanced at Fatty, then told him to come down.

He knew about this fatty's agile attribute, but he also noticed that this fatty seemed to be getting more and more agile.

He wasn't sure why, but he felt like he understood this fatty less and less, and strangely, the vague sense of familiarity towards Fatty deep in his heart was becoming increasingly obvious.

"You're all here." A voice came from behind, interrupting Jiang Cheng's thoughts.

Looking back, Wang Qi walked over, still with that unpleasant demeanor.

His gaze swept across the faces of the few people, then he said, "Let's go."

"Go where?" Fatty asked.

Wang Qi turned around, stared at Fatty's face for a few seconds, and said, "The lending library has appeared."

Following Wang Qi, the remaining people didn't walk far before they saw light emitting from a corner across the way, not very bright, a dim yellow color, still trembling.

Turning the corner, walking out from behind the bookshelf, a lending library appeared about 10 meters in front of them.

The lending library looked very old, surrounded by a circle of glass, which was dirty. Behind the only window was a large table with a kerosene lamp on it.

The flame inside the kerosene lamp flickered faintly, reflecting the silhouette of a person.

Behind the table... sat a person.

Completely covered in a gray-black cloak, judging by the clothing it seemed like the charred ghost who was chasing them, the former foreign exorcist, but judging by the height...

"Which book do you want to borrow?" Before Jiang Cheng and the others could think, the strange person behind the table spoke first, his voice very dry, like two pieces of charcoal rubbing together.

Jiang Cheng walked forward and passed a slip of paper with a number on it through the window. "Please help us find this book."

At this distance, Jiang Cheng couldn't see the strange person's face clearly.

"Squeak—"

After receiving the slip of paper, the strange person hesitated for a few seconds. Then, he leaned back, and the chair rubbed against the ground making a grating sound.

The strange person stood up and walked into the darkness behind him.

Because the kerosene lamp's illumination range was limited, they could only vaguely see that behind the strange person were also bookshelves, densely packed with books.

But they couldn't see how many bookshelves there were in total.

"Click—"

"Squeak—"

"Thump!"

"Thump! Thump!"

They heard a strange sound, coming from the depths of the lending library, like... Jiang Cheng frowned, like someone was struggling.

However, with two muffled groans, the struggling sound gradually disappeared.

After a few more seconds, heavy footsteps came out of the darkness, and the strange person walked back, this time... with a black-covered book in his hand.

"Bang!"

The strange person placed the book on the table, although to Jiang Cheng and the others, it looked more like he threw it.

"Thank you."

Jiang Cheng reached out and took the book away at a very fast speed, as if he was worried that if he was slow, the other party would regret it, or even grab his hand and pull him into this strange lending library.

The moment he took it, Jiang Cheng felt something was wrong. The book was a bit sticky, as if something sticky had been stuck to it, and there was a faint fishy smell.

It was blood.

Jiang Cheng opened his hand and found bloodstains on his hand, and this blood... was still warm.

Thinking of the struggling sound he heard earlier...

"Mr. Jiang." Shen Mengyun stepped forward, tugged at his arm, and said nervously, "We've got the book, let's go quickly."

No one dared to turn their backs to this lending library, and the strange person leaving, so they could only retreat little by little.

The strange person sat back in the chair, and through the gray robe, they didn't know if it was looking at them.

Just as they retreated to a distance of 6 or 7 meters from the lending library, an unexpected change occurred.

The kerosene lamp suddenly shook violently, then fell on the table, and the fire instantly ignited, as fiercely as if it had been poured with gasoline.

In just a dozen seconds, the entire lending library was engulfed in flames.

The strange person sat in the chair, with both arms placed flat on the armrests, motionless, until it was engulfed by the flames, and the gray robe was burned with a large hole, revealing the face underneath.

"Gao Yan!" Shen Mengyun exclaimed.

At this moment, the gray robe on his body was burned away, revealing Gao Yan's original clothes. He was sitting upright in the chair, surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.

He didn't shout or scream, only a pair of eyes staring at them, especially... staring at Fatty, his eyes full of resentment.

"He's still conscious." Wang Qi exhaled and said, "It's just that he can't control his body."

The smell of burning flesh stimulated everyone's nerves. Gao Yan's face began to distort and melt in the flames, and an oily substance dripped down.

Although they didn't have a very good impression of Gao Yan, seeing their teammate burned alive like this was ultimately too cruel.

Everyone chose to leave.

Walking out of the library, the night breeze blew, and the burnt smell that permeated their noses lessened a bit.

There would be no one wandering outside on campus at night, only a few lonely street lights, which looked like lonely ghosts from a distance.

Walking under the street light, everyone stopped almost simultaneously, then looked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng also consciously opened the book in his hand.

Fatty looked curious and touched the cover of the book with his hand. The feeling was very smooth, unlike ordinary materials. "It's so delicate, what is this made of?"

"Human skin," Wang Qi said indifferently from the side.

Fatty's face twitched, and he immediately felt unwell.

Through this book, Jiang Cheng gradually understood the ins and outs of the matter, and also understood the purpose of the Mind-Devouring Demon.

It was similar to what he had thought before. If the Mind-Devouring Demon wanted to completely occupy Yuan Xiaoyi's body, it had to kill all the other personalities.