I Heard that After I Died, I Became the White Moonlight of the Villain
I Heard that After I Died, I Became the White Moonlight of the Villain Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Chapter 51 (Confidently)  Does my job as the librarian require me to love reading?

“This book is very obscure. Besides you, only one other person has borrowed it.”

Bi Ke flipped through the ancient book with a clatter:

“It’s been missing for a long time. Where did you dig this out from?”

Sang Nian’s attention was on the previous sentence:

“Besides me, who else has read it?”

Bi Ke thought for a moment, “It seems like it was called…”

She recalled for a while, finally saying uncertainly:

“Mirror something…”

Sang Nian’s heart skipped a beat: “Mirror String?”

Bi Ke snapped her fingers:

“Yes, it’s Mirror String.”

The annotation was left by Mirror String.

She had also read this book back then.

Sang Nian was filled with mixed emotions.

“Strange, why can’t I turn the last page?” Bi Ke said.

Sang Nian said: “There’s a restriction on it. Don’t you know?”

Bi Ke casually threw the book away, looking speechless:

“My job is to manage the library, and I don’t love reading. How would I know that someone would be so bored as to put a restriction on a piece of paper.”

Sang Nian hurriedly picked up the book, afraid that it might be damaged somewhere.

Bi Ke said nonchalantly:

“Every book here has been specially treated. No matter what, it won’t be damaged. You can rest assured.”

Sang Nian was still a little heartbroken, wiping the nonexistent dust with her sleeve:

“You can’t just throw it on the ground like that.”

“What’s written on it?” Bi Ke asked casually.

Sang Nian said: “Nothing, just some introductions about the Zhu Yu tribe.”

Bi Ke: “Zhuyu tribe?”

She asked: “What is that?”

Sang Nian explained:

“It’s a foreign tribe that went extinct five hundred years ago. They lived on the now-disappeared Little Xiaohua Mountain. It is said that they looked very human.”

Bi Ke stroked her chin: “Human?”

“How human? If they were mixed in with the crowd, could you tell them apart?”

“I don’t know,” Sang Nian shook her head, “But since they could lure human travelers, they must be indistinguishable, right?”

Bi Ke pulled out a small wine bottle from somewhere, took a large gulp, and burped:

“Then it seems no different from the demon tribe’s skin-changing. It’s not at all novel.”

Sang Nian hesitated:

“Speaking of which, it’s true. But I always feel like the content on it is a bit strange.”

If it was just such non-confidential content, it wouldn’t be worth the effort to put such a complex sealing technique on it.

And Mirror String’s annotation.

What exactly did she write after the ‘just’?

She was filled with doubts:

“Can I borrow this book?”

Bi Ke shrugged:

“Just go over there and leave your name for the record.”

Sang Nian put away the book: “Okay.”

“By the way, you’re a water and wood dual-spirit root, right?” Bi Ke asked.

Sang Nian: “Mm-hmm.”

Bi Ke instructed:

“Remember to attend my class. Wood spirit roots are best suited for learning the way of alchemy. I wouldn’t even let those without wood spirit roots come.”

Sang Nian facepalmed.

Elder, I’m sure I can remember to attend class.

Whether you can remember to go to lecture is another matter.

Bi Ke caught her expression and thought she was questioning her, so she even put down the wine bottle:

“Don’t look at me being young. I’ve been in the Xiaoyao sect for hundreds of years. Even the current Sect Master was taught by me. Which elder in the sect dares not be respectful to me?”

Sang Nian sighed:

“Okay, okay, I got it. I’ll definitely go to class. You can rest assured, Elder.”

Only then did Bi Ke stop. Before leaving, she didn’t forget to instruct her:

“Clean up here and then go to the academy.”

Sang Nian: “?”

Sang Nian: “!”

Damn it, there’s early morning class!!

Sang Nian looked at the golden sun outside and felt like the sky was falling.

“Liu Liu!” She forcibly woke up the little bird that was fast asleep on the bookshelf, “Come help me quickly.”

Liu Liu hugged its precious mount and mumbled in its sleep:

“This is my Red Lu No. 1. Nobody can take it away.”

Sang Nian whispered devilishly in its ear:

“I used your millet to make porridge.”

Liu Liu sat up in a panic.

“You dare!!” It roared.

Sang Nian said: “You’re awake, come help me.”

She frantically organized the books on the table.

Liu Liu was stunned for a few seconds, then floated over on Red Lu No. 1:

“What are you doing?”

Sang Nian didn’t even look up, putting a tall stack of books on its head:

“Put it on the second row of the last shelf on the left.”

Liu Liu: “…My neck feels like it’s broken.”

Sang Nian: “If you don’t go, my neck will also break – broken by Fourth Elder’s bare hands.”

Liu Liu, feeling wronged, drove Red Lu No. 1 to deliver the books.

Elder Bi Ke, returning to find it, was stunned for a moment:

“What is this?”

Sang Nian replied in between breaths:

“It’s my spirit pet, Liu Liu, a parrot.”

Bi Ke said: “I’m asking about that egg under it.”

Sang Nian said calmly:

“It picked it up from the mountains. I don’t know what it is.”

Bi Ke’s eyes were blazing:

“Can I take a look? I’ve never seen it before. What if it can be used as medicine?”

Liu Liu, having returned after delivering the books, heard this and loudly objected:

“I don’t want to! It’s my mount, not some medicinal herb!”

Bi Ke looked at Sang Nian: “This…”

Sang Nian smiled awkwardly but politely:

“Let’s forget it. This is Liu Liu’s thing. It doesn’t want to, and I can’t force it.”

Bi Ke said: “Can I just touch it? Just touch it.”

Liu Liu still refused. She took out a fruit from her sleeve:

“This is the new Dao Li fruit I’ve grown. It’s incredibly delicious.

Only I have it in the entire cultivation world. You’ll never get to eat it again if you miss this chance.”

Liu Liu’s eyes widened. It hesitated: “Then…touch it?”

It emphasized: “Only allowed to touch it once.”

Bi Ke gave it the fruit: “No problem.”

Liu Liu hugged the fruit and allowed her finger to approach.

Bi Ke indeed only touched it lightly before withdrawing her hand.

She looked at her fingertips and sighed a long sigh, lamenting:

“It’s already dead.”

Sang Nian said: “It was dead when I picked it up.”

Bi Ke said dejectedly:

“What a pity. I wanted to try hatching it to see what kind of bird it was, whether it could be used as medicine…”

Sang Nian quickly changed the subject:

“Did you come back for something else?”

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