After a few days of careful thinking, and after discussing with Feng Jue and Jiang Xueyi, Changsheng decided to go to the library to read some books to see if there was any way to cure or reduce the energy in his body!

Although Feng Jue and Jiang Xueyi did not believe that Changsheng could find a way to cure the true energy in the body in the library, the patient was too sick to refuse Changsheng's request.

Feng Jue used a few wooden sticks to make a simple stretcher, and he and Jiang Xueyi carried Changsheng out of the room one after another...

Such a wonderful sight naturally attracted many young children to watch. They watched Jiang Xueyi and Feng Jue lower their eyebrows and lift Changsheng one after another. Changsheng was lying on the stretcher, looking like he was sitting or lying down, and looked slightly.

He opened his eyes and looked sideways at the young boy nearby!

"Hey...when did you two become slaves?" A naughty young boy pointed at Feng Jue and Jiang Xueyi.

"Hahaha......"

This sentence instantly caused a burst of laughter. Another younger boy, who was slightly older, laughed and said, "These are not slaves. They are clearly bearers! Changsheng, how much did you pay for hiring these two people? I also want to

hire......"

"Hire you..." Jiang Xueyi was about to curse, but immediately felt something was inappropriate. She quickly grabbed the stretcher she was about to throw away and glared at the young children who were watching the excitement.

At the same time, a black child popped out of the crowd. The child showed his white teeth, took the stretcher from Jiang Xueyi's hand with a smile, and said in accented Chinese, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the library..." Jiang Xueyi breathed a long sigh of relief, walked beside the black child, turned back to Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, this is Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei is from Africa...

Xiaohei, you already know Brother Feng, let’s get to know Changsheng again!”

"I've known Chang Sheng since we were at Zhen Gu Hall!" The black child greeted Feng Jue behind him, and said with a smile, "My name is Gwa, and I'm from Angola. Do you know about Angola?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xueyi said without any embarrassment, "Tell me, tell me, what fun things are there!"

"Hmm, um..." Gwa sighed for a long time before he let out a breath and said, "Actually, our country is very poor, and there are no interesting places... Oh, by the way, it's near our hometown.

There is a temple ruins!”

"The ruins of the temple?" Jiang Xueyi asked curiously after hearing Gewa's serious words, "It sounds pretty good, is it fun?"

Gwa shook his head in embarrassment and said, "Actually, it's nothing interesting. The ruins of the temple are just a pile of scattered stones... But it is said that thousands of years ago, there was still a majestic temple there. The gods

They all lived in the temple, and our ancestors went to worship every day. Later, those gods left, and the temple was abandoned..."

"Tch, you people also believe in gods?" Jiang Xueyi next to her said coquettishly, "Sister, I'm telling you, those are all feudal superstitions, don't take them seriously!"

Gewa's dark face turned red. He wanted to refute Jiang Xueyi's words but didn't dare. He could only shake his head helplessly!

Changsheng glanced sideways at Gwa and sighed secretly. In this black child, he could see the shadow of his friends back then!

For children like this who live at the bottom, the people around them are strong or have a higher status than themselves. Anyone can decide their own future. Therefore, such children develop a skill from an early age, to be cautious and observant.

, don’t dare to offend anyone!

Even if Jiang Xueyi's unintentional words hurt her feelings, Gewa did not dare to refute and could only express her inner dissatisfaction in silence.

"You speak Chinese quite well, who did you learn it from?" Changsheng changed the topic, covering up Gewa's embarrassment.

"Haha..." After hearing Changsheng's words, Gewa's face instantly turned confident, and he smiled and said, "Uncle Qimi taught me, and Uncle Qimi also said that my Chinese is good!"

"Huh? That Uncle Qimi is Chinese?"

"No," Gwa said with a proud look on his face, "Uncle Qimi is a very famous doctor in Angola and a young son of the Mohist Family Hospital. Uncle Qimi has lived in China for many years, but his Chinese is almost the same as mine.

.....”

"Oh, that's right!" Jiang Xueyi nodded and said, "Where are your parents?"

Gwa's expression darkened, and he sighed and said, "When I was very young, my parents passed away due to the plague. After that, I was adopted by Uncle Qimi. Uncle Qimi found out that I spoke Chinese well, so he sent me here."

The Mo family studied advanced martial arts..."

"How pitiful!" Jiang Xueyi sighed quietly and said, "Then you must practice martial arts well and repay that kind uncle Qimi in the future!"

"I know." Gwa nodded solemnly, but suddenly sighed and added, "But I don't like martial arts very much. I want to learn medicine well and return to Angola to treat diseases and save people in the future!"

"Well, that's good. You can enter internal medicine in the future..."

"It's not that easy!" Gwa said with a wry smile, "Foreign children like us are not like you, with high talents and good family backgrounds. In addition, the Chinese culture is so profound and difficult to understand, I can't grasp much.

.....After five years of study, my biggest possibility is to enter the African College!"

"Really? I don't know this..."

Gewa shyly looked at Jiang Xueyi and Feng Jue, then at the limp Changsheng on the stretcher, and said to Jiang Xueyi, "You and Brother Feng are both good people... Although Changsheng is just an ordinary child,

I can no longer practice martial arts, but you still take care of Changsheng like this, I want to be good friends with you!"

Jiang Xueyi chuckled when she heard Ge Wa praise herself, but after listening to what he said next, she always felt that something was wrong.

However, Changsheng heard what Gewa meant and did not say anything. He weakly thanked "Gwa, thank you for your help!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Gewa smiled modestly and said, "I live not far from you. If you need anything, just call me... I'm at the Sutra Pavilion!"

In front of the four people is an exquisite bamboo bridge. Behind the bridge is a small island in the middle of the lake. In the dense bamboo forest on the island, a towering six-story attic is hidden.

In the entire Shuojin Academy, apart from the Twelve Xuan Palace Building on the back mountain, the Library Pavilion is the tallest, standing like a majestic giant on this small island in the middle of the lake.

With Shuojin Academy’s collection of more than a thousand years, there are naturally no shortage of books in the library. The entire six-story attic contains hundreds of ancient books that have been passed down for thousands of years!

And these books are only collected by Shuojin Academy. As for the books in the inner gate of the Mo family, there are even more books than you can imagine...

However, young children like Chang Sheng are still young, and even though they are all talented and intelligent, they still cannot recognize many Chinese characters. Some foreign children even get dizzy when they see traditional Chinese characters!

Therefore, there are not many young children in the entire library, and the only few young children are older children.
Chapter completed!