latelenovela Chapter 287 The Stone Chamber
Chapter 287 The Stone Chamber
Amidst a jumble of thoughts, Wen Ruohan, like a night owl, silently appeared before the anxiously waiting Wei Ying and Lan Zhan in the increasingly gloomy night.
Even though the night was deep, Wei Ying recognized the person at a glance as Wen Ruohan, "Sect Leader Wen..."
As soon as Wei Ying uttered a word, Wen Ruohan pulled out a bright red storage pouch embroidered with obsidian gold patterns from his sleeve and casually tossed it into Wei Ying's hand.
"Wait, Sect Leader Wen, what is this?"
The swollen, silky feel in his hand left Wei Ying somewhat bewildered, so he immediately asked a question.
Looking tired and pale, Wen Ruohan glanced at Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, his tongue unconsciously touching the root of his teeth. His eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything. He simply raised his right hand and released a little spiritual energy from his palm to the right side behind him.
After a series of "click-clack" sounds as the stone gate opened, a small but well-lit secret room suddenly appeared before us.
At each of the four corners of the stone chamber stood a magnificent and elegant standing bronze lamp, as thick as a baby's fist, burning brightly. The room was simple and unadorned, with only a half-person-high mahogany table and a few round stools. To the left, against the wall, was a simple wooden bed. Three feet in front of the table, three futons made of twisted bluish-gray silk threads were placed side by side.
Wei Ying pointed to the overly simple stone chamber that had suddenly appeared before him, then touched the object he was holding in his palm with his index finger, and tentatively asked as if he had a sudden realization, "Sect Leader Wen, are you asking Lan Zhan and me to borrow and examine ancient books and manuscripts here?"
"The storage pouch in my hand contains books that Sect Leader Wen had people organize."
Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohan's cold lips slowly curved into a satisfied smile: "This is a secret chamber where I usually cultivate in seclusion. I'll lend it to you two for now."
He slightly raised his chin and pointed to the storage pouch in Wei Ying's hand: "Inside this pouch are some ancient books and secrets that I just urgently found. You can check for yourself whether they match your needs. I will organize the rest and send them over later!"
"You can focus on your research here without worrying about anything else. I will arrange everything properly!"
Wei Ying smiled, clutching the storage pouch tightly, and bowed deeply with gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Sect Leader Wen!"
Lan Zhan also bowed deeply in gratitude!
"Need not!"
Seeing this, Wen Ruohan waved his hand dismissively: "It's just a matter of each getting what they need! You can focus on your research. The storms outside will be handled by me, Lan Wenjing, Nie Changfeng, and a few others. You don't need to be distracted by it!"
"As for that young girl from the Wei family, Lan Wenjing and I will send more top doctors to Yiling to help. We will not be stingy with any useful rare and precious herbs from the families! Moreover, we are also sending more people to track down the whereabouts of reclusive masters such as Baoshan Sanren. With multiple measures, although we cannot guarantee that her ailment will be completely eradicated, we can still maintain the status quo and prevent it from worsening!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Ying and Lan Zhan remained silent, only bowing deeply once more to express their heartfelt gratitude.
After the greeting was completed, the two did not linger. They turned and leaped into the wide-open stone chamber. They carefully took out the books stored in their storage bags one by one, first flipping through the first two or three pages, and then categorizing and placing them on the empty bed. The two had a clear division of labor and worked together seamlessly.
Seeing that Wei Ying and Lan Zhan were already fully engaged in their work, Wen Ruohan subtly straightened his slightly sore back and turned around, intending to return to his palace to rest.
Before she could take two steps, the faint, bitter medicinal scent wafting from her arms and body reached her nostrils. The image of Wen Zhiji, holding a gleaming silver needle in one hand and a bowl of dark, greasy medicine in the other, suddenly appeared before her eyes, causing Wen Ruohan to unconsciously stop in her tracks.
Wen Ruohan frowned and pondered for a moment before relaxing her brows and taking another step.
However, the direction his toes were pointing was completely different from before! Judging from the direction, it was directly facing the Fuguang Hall where Lan Wenjing and the others had set up!
The night is long, and both Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, the two younger generation, are working tirelessly. How can the elders, who are in their prime and full of energy, be so lax?!
It's definitely not to avoid someone!
Wen Ruohan thought about it very seriously!