The twelfth lunar month of winter.

The Sutra Repository was like an ice cellar, freezing cold.

Lin Ye was wearing tattered linen clothes, and the thin clothes could hardly resist the bone-chilling cold.

He knelt on the ground, his body hunched, and under his knees was the cold, hard stone floor.

The chill spread along the knees and continued upwards.

It was as if his body was completely frozen.

The rag in his hand had already been soaked by the cold water.

At this moment it was frozen hard, like a piece of wood.

Every time I wiped the bookshelf, it made a creaking sound.

The cold wind in December is like ferocious beasts.

It rushed in through the broken window frame.

Whipping Lin Ye’s body wantonly.

His hands were exposed to the cold wind, and his slender fingers were frozen red, like ripe carrots.

The joints had even turned slightly purple and were so stiff that they were almost uncontrollable.

“Move quickly!”

A sharp and somewhat commanding voice suddenly sounded from behind.

It broke the originally oppressive silence in the Sutra Library.

Lin Ye’s body trembled slightly.

Without looking back, he knew it was Manager Wang, that disgusting voice.

Manager Wang had a face full of flesh and was standing behind Lin Ye with his arms crossed.

There was a sneer of contempt on his face.

“With your qualifications, it’s a blessing for you to be able to work as a handyman in the Sutra Library!”

“Hurry up and get to work!”

Lin Ye bit his lips tightly. His lips, which were already slightly pale due to the cold, now looked even more bloodless.

He silently swallowed the grievance and resentment in his heart.

With his eyes lowered, he continued to mechanically wipe the bookshelf in front of him.

His eyes slowly swept across the densely packed, yellowed ancient books.

Every ancient book is like a mysterious treasure.

It carries the cultivation techniques that countless practitioners dream of.

His eyes were full of desire and longing.

But in a flash, the light dimmed.

He knew clearly that as a menial disciple, his status was as lowly as dust.

They were not even qualified to touch these precious books, let alone practice the techniques contained therein.

Just when Lin Ye was feeling helpless and unwilling.

His fingers, as he wiped the bottom of the bookshelf.

Suddenly, I touched a sudden bulge.

Lin Ye’s movements suddenly stopped.

The whole person froze instantly, as if he had been cast under a spell.

He was stunned for a moment, and a hint of doubt flashed through his mind.

Then, he squinted his eyes and looked carefully in the dim light inside the Sutra Library.

I saw a wooden board slightly raised at the bottom of the bookshelf.

It seems out of place in this neat and uniform bookshelf structure.

Lin Ye’s heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably.

An inexplicable premonition came over me.

He subconsciously stretched out his finger and slowly pressed towards the raised wooden board.

His fingers trembled slightly, with a bit of nervousness and anticipation.

The moment his fingertips touched the wooden board.

Only a “click” sound was heard, an extremely subtle sound.

The sound came from here, in the silent Sutra Repository.

But it was like a thunderclap, making Lin Ye’s ears buzz.

The wooden board actually bounced open slowly after this slight sound.

Lin Ye’s heartbeat suddenly quickened, almost jumping out of his throat.

He was like a frightened rabbit, looking back quickly and vigilantly.

At this moment, Manager Wang was leaning against a bookshelf in the distance.

His head was nodding slowly, and he had fallen asleep, snoring loudly.

Lin Ye took a deep breath, trying to calm his frantic heartbeat.

His gaze fell on the opened wooden board again, his eyes full of hesitation and struggle.

After hesitating for a moment.

Curiosity eventually overcame fear.

He carefully stretched out his hand and slowly put it into the narrow gap.

The fingertips began to grope in the darkness.

Suddenly I touched something cold.

The touch is delicate and smooth, with a hint of coolness. (End of this chapter)