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Chapter 324 Separating Me from This Book

...Half an hour passed.

The seven young men gathered together and whispered, occasionally looking over to see what was going on over there with Taoist Master Zhang.

Lan Ling asked: "Master, haven't you figured it out yet?"

Taoist Priest Zhang made a hushing gesture with a serious expression, "There must be something wrong with this book. Please allow me to take another look at it."

"Oh oh." Lan Ling shrank back.

…until sunset.

Seven young men got together to play chess. They had already finished several games, but there was no movement from Taoist Zhang.

Pang Xiuzhu said with emotion: "The Taoist priest is really hardworking. In order to investigate the book monster, he almost finished reading the whole storybook."

Wei Xu then felt something was wrong and looked at the pile of scripts. Taoist Zhang's shadow was moving behind him and he couldn't tell what his expression was.

Lan Ling asked tentatively: "Master Zhang, are you still not well?"

Taoist Zhang didn't say anything, but a hand came out from behind the pile of books and waved, indicating that it was not ready yet.

Wei Xu walked behind the pile of books with an expressionless face. The next second, Taoist Zhang with tears streaming down his face appeared in front of everyone.

"My seventh prince...is dead..."

The group of people waiting for him to catch the monster: "..."

In the middle of crying, as if he remembered something, Taoist Zhang stopped crying and said seriously: "Is there a possibility that the book is too good?"

A group of people ruthlessly kicked Taoist Zhang out of the door.

Lan Ling closed the door, but could still hear Taoist Zhang yelling at them outside to leave the book to him.

He questioned Wei Xu mercilessly, "Where did you find this charlatan? He is useless and was bewitched by the monster."

Wei Xu also refuted: "It can't be fake, Taoist Zhang really has some skills, otherwise my grandfather would not be able to be on good terms with him."

Pang Xiuzhu was so anxious that he was spinning around. "What should we do? Even a Taoist priest with such profound Taoism skills has been bewitched by a monster. Who else can we find to help us?"

Lan Ling stared at the pile of books on the table, pondered for a moment, and said with a firm look: "I will join the game!"

Pang Xiuzhu cried out, and immediately hugged his arm, "Don't, Brother Lan, it's not that bad yet. Let's go find other great monks. If you get trapped, who will save you?"

"Yes, even Taoist Zhang was bewitched. We are just mortals, how can we resist the temptation of monsters?"

Lan Ling raised his hand and said confidently, "I have traveled to many places and have seen many things. Besides, this book was delivered to my sister through my hands. I have had several encounters with this monster and was not disturbed at all..."

"Even if, even if I am really bewitched, you are still here, just hit me, hit me hard, wake me up."

"Separate me from this book again, and I will surely wake up soon."

Wei Xu originally wanted to persuade him, but he fell silent after hearing what he said. He couldn't wait to beat him up.

"Then don't cry and say we deliberately took revenge on you afterwards."

Lan Ling waved her hand, "No."

He walked to the table with a fearless attitude, sat on the stone bench, took a deep breath, looked up and exchanged glances with his companions, and opened the storybook amid their encouraging eyes.

"Lan Ling, are you okay?"

Lan Ling turned the page, his eyes determined as if he wanted to join the party, "Very good."

After a while, I saw Lan Ling had already read half of the book.

Others asked again: "Brother Lan, are you okay?"

Lan Ling: “Okay.”

After changing the book, Lan Ling's expression gradually relaxed and he was no longer as tense as at the beginning.

Pang Xiuzhu swallowed his saliva, "Brother Lan, how do you feel now? Did you see the monster? Did it confuse you?"

Lan Ling turned a page and said, "I haven't seen it."

"So how do you feel?"

"Hmm." It's so annoying. Can you please stop asking him questions? You're blocking his light.

The others looked at each other and felt that something was wrong with the situation.

So he asked anxiously: "Brother Lan, you..."

"Don't talk," Lan Ling's serious expression made the others hold their breath, thinking that they had encountered some kind of situation.

As a result, "The heroine is about to fight back. Don't bother me at the critical moment."

The others instantly picked up the weapons at hand and aimed them at Lan Ling.

"Monster, let my brother Lan go!"

"Monster, get out of Brother Lan's body!!!"

"Hit him! Wake him up!"

Lan Ling was just getting excited and saw the heroine was about to fight back, but he was hit on the head with a club and almost knocked unconscious.

He covered his head in confusion and looked at the people around him, then he began to remember what he had said before and what they were planning to do.

Lan Ling quickly stood up from the stone bench and raised her hand to stop him. "No, no, no, I'm not bewitched. I just think the book is interesting. Don't do it. I'm sober. I'm really sober!!!"

Pang Xiuzhu held a brick and cried, "It's just an excuse, just like what Taoist Zhang said! Beat him up and give my brother Lan back to me!"

"Ada——"

Lan Ling was kicked away, and before he could even utter the word "goodbye", he was punched again.

"Are you awake, Brother Lan? Is the book still interesting?"

Lan Ling said subconsciously: "It's really beautiful, I'm not lying to you, I don't have..."

"Hit him again, he still hasn't woken up!"

Help!

Lan Ling ran away, fearing that his life would be at the hands of his brothers.

When he ran, he even took a few books with him, which made his brothers think that he was possessed by a ghost.

Lan Ling was about to run out of the courtyard, but at the last moment, he was pushed to the ground by Pang Xiuzhu and almost vomited blood.

"I caught him. Quick, tie him up and separate him from the book."

Lan Ling had no words to express his pain, he really was not bewitched, he really just thought the book was interesting, he really was not obsessed by any monsters.

At this moment, he finally understood how Master Zhang felt, as he was unable to defend himself and was kicked out of the house by them, and they didn't even give him the book.

He is now experiencing this dark moment.

Pang Xiuzhu and the others tied him up and then burned the books.

"Pah, this book is really weird."

"That's right, Brother Lan never read storybooks before, there must be something fishy going on."

"Alas, I hope Brother Lan can wake up soon."

No--

Lan Ling watched helplessly as the storybook was burned to ashes. He asked him to at least finish reading the sequel, at least finish reading this part, so that he could see how the heroine planned her revenge...

Stuck here, he really wanted to die.

It felt like ten thousand ants were crawling in my heart.

Let him go quickly!!!

He is really fine!

What is the difference between this and being sentenced?

—

Emperor Xuanming felt that the morning court sessions over the past few days were a little weird.

There are more and more people with dark circles under their eyes and who can’t wake up, and some of them are mumbling something and no one knows what they are plotting.

Could it be that these dark circles under the eyes are actually a contagious disease?

Otherwise, why would there be more and more of them? When he looked down, he thought they were a group of spirit bears.

What happened was even more outrageous after the court session. Before he had even walked far, he heard the eunuch come to report that his ministers had started a quarrel outside the palace, and the content of the quarrel was somewhat head-losing.