Chapter 11: Sleepwalking in Langhuan

Langhuan Pavilion.

It is rumored that Langhuan Pavilion is where the Emperor of Heaven stores his books.

Cheng Xi walked in with excitement and curiosity. After entering the pavilion, he carefully observed the furnishings inside and sighed in his heart that it was truly a paradise for immortals and a different world.

When she was in it, she felt light and healthy, in high spirits, and her whole body felt much more refreshed.

There are also many rare books here, which are classified and neatly arranged.

Cheng Xi first took a quick glance at the categories of each room, which contained a complete range of skills, spells, medicines, formations, sword techniques, and poisonous music.

She checked them one by one, and found all kinds of skills that had been lost for thousands of years, such as the Cloud-Flying Technique, the Divine Walking Technique, the God-Inviting Technique, the Hunyuan Curse, and Meng Xi's Twelve Hexagrams.

She had only heard of these things in myths before, but she didn't expect to see them in her dreams now.

However, the Emperor of Heaven is quite fashionable. He puts all kinds of books on his bookshelf. Why does he put four university textbooks on Marxism-Leninism, namely, Marxism-Leninism, Mao Zedong Thought, Outline of Historical Research and Mao Zedong Thought, between the "Tao Te Ching" and the "Taiwei Jing"?

Cheng Xi opened the book on the cloud-flying technique and practiced according to the steps with half belief and half doubt. Because it was an ancient book from thousands of years ago, the text was profound and obscure and not easy to understand. Cheng Xi tried for about an hour and found that he could really fly to the top floor of the attic effortlessly just by relying on the auspicious clouds around him.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice interrupted her joy.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Cheng Xi turned around and saw a very beautiful fairy sister looking at her with confusion on her face.

It's over. Cheng Xi felt uneasy and racked his brains to think of how to explain it.

I broke into someone's library without any reason and stole their magic. The fairy sister who can guard the Langhuan Pavilion must be a legitimate deity with a name and a surname. Beating me must be as easy as beating a chicken.

"That... this beautiful and gentle fairy sister." Don't hit someone who smiles at you. Praise her first so that you can be gentler later. "I don't know how I got here. I fell asleep tonight and my body came here when I regained consciousness."

"Oh, so that's how it is." The fairy sister looked calm and didn't react. After hearing the answer, she turned around and went about her own business, leaving Cheng Xi standing there alone, disheveled in the wind.

"According to common sense, shouldn't you say that I trespassed into Langhuan Pavilion and then throw me out?" Cheng Xi floated to the fairy sister and asked her sadly.

Ignored.

The fairy was puzzled: "Is Langhuan Pavilion a precious place? Is it worthy for others to barge in?"

Cheng Xi asked: "There are so many awesome skills in here, aren't you afraid that I will learn them secretly?"

The fairy was still puzzled: "If you want to learn, just learn it. Aren't books for people to read and learn?"

Cheng Xi: "Aren't you afraid that I will learn those powerful spells that are hidden and kept secret in your heaven?"

"Where are there any truly secret spells in the world?" The fairy sister glanced at her, as if looking at a childish kid, "The principle of the atomic bomb is that the uranium nucleus is bombarded by neutrons to produce nuclear fission. Everyone knows this principle. Then can you make an atomic bomb?"

Cheng Xi shook his head: "No."

Has your heaven evolved to the mechanical age now?

"Since you can come here, it means that we are destined to be together. You can't learn the profound classics anyway, so just take a look at it when you have nothing to do and treat it as a hypnotic spell."

Cheng Xi: "Then can I learn the spells here?"

The fairy nodded.

Cheng Xi: "Can you come to study like today in the future?"

The fairy was annoyed by Cheng Xi's question and tapped her forehead: "Yes, yes, yes. You look a quiet and cold child, but why are you such a chatterbox? Go and study and don't bother me all the time."

"Okay, goodbye, Fairy sister." Cheng Xi said goodbye to her with a smile.

The Teng Yun technique just now was just an inconspicuous move in the corner of Langhuan Pavilion. She couldn't imagine how powerful she would be after learning everything in the entire Langhuan Pavilion.

Cheng Xi has studied in Langhuan Pavilion for a long time, but she still feels that it is not enough. Now she is like a dry sponge, waiting to be soaked by the water of knowledge.

Finally realizing his tiredness, Cheng Xi closed the book, rubbed his temples, and fell asleep on the table.

After waking up, Cheng Xi looked at the watch. It was only six o'clock in the morning. He guessed that the speed of time flowing in dreams and reality was different.

Getting out of bed and drawing open the curtains, Cheng Xi stretched lazily. The summer sun always comes early, shining into the house through the glass, making her feel warm and comfortable.

After washing up, I left the room. Because it was too early, everyone was still asleep except Mengshida and Bingzhi who were on guard.

Her stomach was rumbling and she was a little hungry, so she went to the kitchen to get some bread to fill her stomach, but she found that Laki Lu was also there, preparing breakfast for everyone.

Cheng Xi helped him cut vegetables and prepare them. In the meantime, they also talked about some local specialties that Cheng Xi knew about in his previous life. Laki Lu was very interested in this, so after breakfast, the two of them stayed in the kitchen to study new dishes.

After Cheng Xi came out of the kitchen, Meng Shida pounced on her again, and there were five pairs of eyes behind her looking at her eagerly and expectantly.

It was Jesus Bu and his four companions who wanted to hear her continue telling the story of the Monkey King's adventures in the West, and Gabu who was so bored that he didn't know what to do so he just followed the crowd and went to find Cheng Xi.

Cheng Xi had no choice but to take this group of people to the living room and tell them adventure stories.

In the evening, the ship's doctor Hongo took the initiative to find Cheng Xi and asked him about the principle of the hangover talisman he had used on Snake before.

In fact, Cheng Xi didn't understand it either, because that's how it was written in the book, and she learned it directly from the book, just like most children of exam-oriented education who memorize advanced mathematics formulas. She told Hong Xiang the truth.

Hongo seemed a little disappointed as he didn't understand the principle, but Cheng Xi told him that he knew something else, such as the Neijing health preservation method, which could be a good opportunity for him to discuss with him as the ship's doctor.

Hongo's expression began to change rapidly.

They sailed on the sea for five or six days. Cheng Xi went to Langhuan Pavilion to learn new knowledge at night, and had a lot of fun with the Red Hair Pirates on the Redfors during the day.

Except for Beckman, Cheng Xi found that this deputy captain with a rifle on his waist seemed very cold to him and always looked serious. He didn't know whether it was because his personality was calm and steady, or because he hated himself.

Since the other party has already shown such a serious attitude, it would be inappropriate for me to go against their will. So the two of them are like two clearly separated rivers, with little intersection.

In this regard, Beckman was a little suspicious whether this seemingly mysterious navy woman had drugged everyone. Otherwise, why would Shanks, but also the other companions on the ship, keep saying "Cheng Xi, Cheng Xi" every day, like a tape recorder, which made people inexplicably annoyed.

That night, Snake saw the two swords behind Cheng Xi and asked her if she was a dual-sword wielder like him.

"Ah?... I guess so." Cheng Xi replied to him. Both Kuai Xue and Shi Qing swords have been with her for many years. She couldn't bear to discard either of them. It would be better for her to practice the two-sword style directly in the future.

"But I'm still a novice in switching from one sword style to two sword styles," she added.

"Cheng Xi, you are so talented, you will adapt quickly." Shanks comforted him.

Cheng Xi joked, "That's true. After all, I'm the woman who wants to become the world's number one swordsman."

Shanks: "Hey, the world's number one swordsman? Then you have to defeat someone first."

"Who?"

Shanks: "It's Hawkeye, Joracol Mihawk."

Hearing the name Mihawk, Cheng Xi's face changed instantly, and he said unhappily, "Then I won't be one. He can be the number one swordsman, which shows how useless this title is." Shanks

also heard the anger in Cheng Xi's tone: "Did you know each other before?"

Cheng Xi got even angrier: "It can't be said that we knew each other. I hate him and he hates me. We dislike each other. If we really meet and fight with swords together, we will definitely kill each other."

Although Shanks didn't know where Cheng Xi got so much resentment towards his friend, at least it was better for Cheng Xi to hate Mihawk than for Cheng Xi to like Mihawk.

After returning to the room, Cheng Xi was filled with anger, extremely angry. But when the anger subsided, her heart felt like a fresh plum that had not been salted, extremely sour.

"Ahhhh Mihawk you bastard." Cheng Xi covered his head with the quilt and kicked it under his feet. He tossed and turned in bed, cursing for a long time before finally falling asleep.

In her dream, she arrived at Langhuan Pavilion. She forced herself to stop thinking about these messy things, but she just couldn't concentrate on studying. For a moment, she couldn't tell which was louder, the sound of turning pages or her breathing.

"This bastard has disturbed my spiritual mind." With a bang, Cheng Xi closed the book of spells. It seemed that she was destined not to be able to concentrate on her studies tonight, so she put the book back and took a novel from another bookshelf to read.

The book was quite interesting. After reading more than ten pages, Cheng Xi vaguely guessed that this was probably a daily essay written by Taiyi Zhenren.

Cheng Xi once again complained about how the Emperor's Library had everything, even Taiyi Zhenren's essays were collected in it.

As she read, her eyes became serious and her attitude was no longer casual, but rather very serious. After finishing the book, she closed it, closed her eyes, and tried hard to recall what she had just read. Only after she was sure that she had remembered most of it did she fall asleep and return to the real world.

In the room, Cheng Xi opened his eyes and first looked at the time. It was much earlier than before, only two o'clock in the morning. Then he washed up quickly, changed his clothes and went out directly.

Although the corridor was lit in the early morning, it was still much dimmer than the natural sunlight during the day. Cheng Xi first went to the kitchen, then walked to Shanks' door, stopped, and began to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Shanks asked in a bad tone. He went to bed early tonight, a rare occasion, and was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by the knock on the door. An inexplicable anger immediately surged in his heart.

However, the moment he opened the door and saw Cheng Xi, his anger immediately disappeared and turned into a comfortable smile: "Cheng Xi, why are you here?"

Shanks looked sleepy, his hair was messy because he hadn't taken care of it, and even a few hairs stood up, which made him look a little cute.

Cheng Xi walked into Shanks' room carrying a big bag. After closing the door, he took Shanks' wrist and walked to his bed. His movements were so smooth and fluent that Shanks' heart pounded.

Shanks asked tentatively: "Cheng Xi..., isn't this a little too early?"

Cheng Xi was about to tell Shanks about this when he heard his question: "Hey, are you a prophet? You knew it before I even told you."

Shanks: "I should have brought up this kind of thing first. I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative."

Cheng Xi: "Because I was afraid that I would forget the steps in it, I came to you as soon as I closed the book."

Shanks: "Cheng Xi, I didn't expect you to secretly read this kind of book in private, but don't worry, although I have no experience, we can read and study together in the future."

"The book is in my head, you probably won't be able to learn it, but it's better not to have a second experience of this kind of thing. It's very dangerous." Cheng Xi said.

Shanks' tone was a little excited: "I... I will treat you well."

"No need to say thank you, I have always been a warm-hearted person to my friends, and I will help if I can." After Cheng Xi said this, he put the bag on the ground, revealing vegetables such as potatoes, lotus roots, and winter melons inside.

Shanks finally realized something was wrong. He looked at the vegetables in the bag: "What are these?"

"To repair your arm." Cheng Xi picked up various tuberous vegetables and selected them according to the remaining strokes of Shanks' right arm. Finally, he chose a piece of winter melon and began to cut it into shape with a sharp knife.

"Repair the arm?" Although Shanks was a little embarrassed about his previous fantasy, he was even more surprised to hear about repairing the arm.

"Yeah, do you have any obsession with being a lone ranger? If so, I will go back to my room and continue sleeping."

Shanks shook his head: "No, that's not the case."

"Then you sit on the bed and wait for me for a while." Cheng Xi concentrated on the object in his hand and said without raising his head.

"Oh, okay." Shanks sat back on the bed obediently as Cheng Xi said.

Under the light, she looked at Cheng Xi's gentle and dreamy eyes, and for a moment she felt that her heart was like a sweet potato being roasted in an oven, sweet and hot.

"Cheng Xi..." His hand seemed to be bewitched and involuntarily reached out to Cheng Xi's shoulder.

He really wanted to hug Cheng Xi, just like in his dream.

Or maybe it was just a dream.

"Stop it." Cheng Xi nimbly grabbed Shanks's hand and threw it aside, "I'll beat you if you keep making trouble."