In the cocoon, there is no sun or moon, only quiet isolation. Li Xian waited idly for a long time, hearing no movement, slightly furrowing his brow, and stood up to wander around. The interior of the pavilion was neatly decorated and pleasant to live in, even though it was enveloped by a giant cocoon, it was not disordered.
Li Xian, feeling utterly bored, searched for books and read them meticulously. Wen Caishang had collected a wide variety of miscellaneous books, covering many assorted fields: the five elements, puppetry, strange devices, architecture, geomancy, alchemy, astrology, medicine, toxicology, southern voodoo... Most were stored in the villa. Although such matters were hard to come by here, she had always been extensively and broadly learned, making efforts to acquire books wherever she went and study them.
She had lived in the Fragrant Water Pavilion for a short time, yet had already collected a number of books. The shelf was about ten feet tall and neatly stacked.
