When Chen Hao returned to the valley, Tu Lao and Hong Yi were no longer there, and there were only dozens of little foxes still staying by the bonfire to study.

"Jiji...Jiji..."

Seeing Chen Hao come back, the three young foxes named Xiaosang, Xiaofei and Xiaoshu immediately crawled over and grabbed Chen Hao's clothes with their little claws.

These three little foxes are not as good as Mr. Tu. Mr. Tu is already able to speak human language, but they are just beast language. They scream and seem to be telling Chen Hao something.

Chen Hao pretended not to understand their beastly words, smiled slightly, and said, "Do you want to tell me where Mr. Tu and Hongyi have gone? I don't understand your words. Why don't you go in front and I'll follow behind and you lead me forward, okay?"

"Jiji..." The three little foxes obediently pointed their furry heads, then turned around and walked towards the south.

Soon the three foxes came to a stone cave south of the valley. This was obviously the place where the foxes lived. The stone cave was big and wide, with a radius of five or six hundred steps, and a height of five or six people. After entering, it seemed like a palace and was not restrained at all.

There are many small holes chiseled on the stone wall of the cave. On the small holes, oil lamps are lit. I don’t know what kind of oil this oil is, but it has this fragrance, but there is no smoke, and the light is bright, and the fire does not shake.

The stone caves are all wooden bookshelf on all sides, and there are a volume of books on them, including large books, small books, handwritten books, lithographs, woodcut books, and various papers, including bamboo paper, sandalwood paper, silk books, parchment scrolls, and even iron vouchers for alchemy books!

There are countless paper yellowed books, broken ancient books, and scriptures piled up under the corners of the four walls.

This book full of stone chambers is conservatively estimated to be as many as 100,000 volumes.

"Old Tu, Brother Hong." After entering the stone cave, Chen Hao first greeted Mr. Tu and Hong Yi who were talking in the stone cave.

"Mr. Yang, Brother Yang." Mr. Tu and Hong Yi both responded to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao smiled at them, then glanced over the books and praised: "There are so many books here, I'm afraid there are more books than those in the palace."

After hearing this, Mr. Tu smiled proudly, raised his right claw and said, "There are 150,000 books in it, which is no less than the palace." It looks like a chef hearing someone praises his delicious cooking, just like a tailor hearing someone praises his good clothes... In short, except for being a fox, this Mr. Tu is no longer different from others, and also has vanity and pride.

"Mr. Tu is really a book lover!" Chen Hao also smiled, walked slowly to a bookshelf, took a few random books and read them, and said in confusion: "The Tripitaka? The Avatamsaka Sutra? The Sutra of Rebirth? Why are most of them Buddhist scriptures?"

"In fact, these books were brought out from the temple when the Zhongzhou Dacheng Temple was suppressed and broken." Tu Lao sighed: "In such a large Dacheng Temple, there are tens of thousands of monks. Every autumn, there are thousands of monks who go to the countryside to urge rent. The main halls are running horses and lit incense, and the eternal lights are brightly lit all day and night. Unfortunately, they are broken by the army. The brilliant temples are burned and treasures are plundered. Success or failure is really like a dream."

"It turns out that Mr. Tu, you moved from Zhongzhou Dachan Temple to the west mountain of Yujing City." Chen Hao asked. After hearing Mr. Tu's words, Hong Yi did not react. It was obvious that he had heard Mr. Tu say that he had just heard Mr. Tu say it.

Zhongzhou Dachan Temple, located in the middle of the Dagan Dynasty, is a thousand-year-old temple. Many books record the magnificence of this temple.

It is said that this temple is a hall with a layer by layer. Every morning, the young monk who burns incense to Buddhas and Bodhisattvas has to ride a horse to run over, so there is a saying that he wants to light incense on horseback.

At the same time, this temple is also a holy place for martial arts, a holy place for practice, and a holy place for wealth.

Buddhist temples do not need to pay taxes, there is a lot of land, and the incense is even more important. After thousands of years of accumulation, wealth can rival a country.

But twenty years ago, in order to obtain the martial arts and wealth accumulated by Dachan Temple for thousands of years, the Dachan court destroyed them on the grounds that Dachan Temple contacted the old ancestors of the previous dynasty to rebel.

Mr. Tu nodded and said, "We did live near Zhongzhou Dachan Temple, and then moved here."

He said, paused, his eyes swept over Chen Hao and Hong Yi, and a hint of ashamed suddenly appeared on his face.

"Old Tu, are you?" Hong Yi and Chen Hao naturally saw his ashamed.

Tu Lao said: "Actually, I have one thing to ask for help from two of you. Don't worry, as long as you help, I will pay the two extra five taels of red gold each."

"Old Mr. Tu, just say that." Chen Hao and Hong Yi looked at each other.

Mr. Tu said in a shameful tone: "You two have also seen that the books in the cave are all placed randomly. I would like to ask you to sort these books into a variety of orders and place them neatly."

This old man Tu is proud of his ability to read and write, but his cultural level is too low, so it is difficult to classify books. Therefore, the books here are all placed randomly, some Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures are placed together, and Buddhist scriptures and the Four Books and Five Books are placed together...

"Okay, I'll help you with this." After hearing this, Chen Hao agreed readily.

"I am willing to help, too." Hong Yi was a little hesitant at first. After all, sorting books is a big job. Many wealthy families collect thousands of books, so they have to ask senior scholars to sort them out. Doing this kind of work is very time-consuming and may also affect his preparation for the provincial examination. However, seeing that Chen Hao agreed, he agreed.

"Okay, it's so great." Seeing that the two of them agreed, a hint of joy appeared on their faces. He said, "Two gentlemen, have a good rest. If you have nothing to do these days, you can live in a cave. There are beds here, and all the tea and food supply are served by the old man."

"Then we will start sorting the books tonight." Chen Hao said, and Hong Yi nodded.

"Okay, Xiaosang, Xiaofei, Xiaoshu, let's make midnight snacks for the gentleman."

"Jiji, Jiji..." The three little foxes shouted happily, and then walked out of the cave.

"I want to go to the homework of meditation to rest assured. If the two gentlemen want something, they will give me a direct command. Although the children outside can't speak yet, they can understand the language."

After Mr. Tu gave a message, he walked out staggeringly.

After Mr. Tu and the three little foxes left, Hong Yi glanced at Chen Hao, then went to the ground, and sighed: "Today is so bizarre. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing!"

Chen Hao smiled softly and said, "Since you come, let me rest assured. I see that this Concubine Yuan and Mr. Tu have no malice, and we will not be hurt."

Hong Yi nodded and said, "I also discovered that although Mr. Tu and the others are foxes, their hearts are pure like children."

Chen Hao said: "Yes, what else can I worry about? Let's do you want to organize books for them steadily."

"We will now classify books for people's money and loyalty to others," said Hong Yi.

"Okay." Chen Hao smiled.

After the two of them said that, they began to sort out books. Hong Yi searched books from the front bookshelf bit by bit.
Chapter completed!