After passing through the hall, they entered a dark corridor. The surrounding walls were suddenly lit up with dim yellow lights.
With the help of the dim and flickering firelight, Lu Xin quickly realized that this corridor was not just a simple corridor.
To be precise, they were actually two rows of tall bookshelves.
The bookshelves were very tall. At a glance, it felt like the ceiling was at least 50 meters away.
On the bookshelves on both sides, there were grids after grids. They were arranged neatly and extended into the distance.
Inside the compartment were glass bottles one after another. They looked like the grape bottles in the hospital. They were about 20 centimeters long and the mouth of the bottle was stuffed with a black wooden stopper. The fire around them was quietly scattered in the corridor, and the bottle reflected the light. Because the shelf was too long, it extended all the way out, looking like rows of bright eyes.
