Library.
"Hey, that's not scientific."
Xia Ge flipped through the book, "Why can't I find any clues?"
She rummaged through the books about the ancestors, except for the few unofficial histories, she could hardly find any other clues.
System: "Look for it again."
"Why is it so difficult?"
This unofficial history book in her hand, with a bronzing cover and an outer cover, looks like a coax, but it is written about some trivial matters of Lingxi Peak. Xia Ge originally wanted to find some clues about the ancestors of Lingxi from this side. , However, this book is flashy, and naturally nothing.
When he put the book back, Xia Ge vaguely felt that something was wrong.
The book was covered with a cover, and in the corner of the cover, there seemed to be something, and it felt a little bulging. Xia Ge took out the book again and fumbled a few times, "There seems to be something here...?"
System: "What's wrong?"
Xia Ge didn't answer, just said: "Let me see..."
She carefully opened the cover, and sure enough, from the middle of the hard paper seal and the soft package, she removed it to a neatly stacked small square the size of a fingernail.
System: "… what is this?"
"I don't know either... I'll take a look first."
Xia Ge held the square, wrapped the book neatly and put it in the same place. Just as she was about to read it, someone suddenly tapped her shoulder, and someone whispered to her, "Xia Wuyin!"
Xia Ge was about to dismantle, but this time, the whole person was shocked. The small square in her hand jumped at her fingertips and was snapped back to her palm. As soon as she turned around, she saw Mao Qing's curious expression. face, "What are you looking at? So fascinated?"
Xia Ge felt that his heart was about to jump out, "You... when did you come?"
"Why can't I come... You've worked so hard these days, you've been soaking in the library all the time. I'm bored, so I can only come to you." Mao Qing asked, "What did you take? Are you so scared? "
Xia Ge pretended to be calm and said, "...Love letter."
Mao Qing looked like I'd seen a ghost during the day: "Huh?"
"Someone sent you a love letter?"
Xia Ge: "...No way, I'm just that good."
Mao Qing: "..."
system:"… "
The corner of Mao Qing's mouth twitched, "Okay, look at your virtue, you came to the library to open love letters?"
"Of course... not anymore." Xia Ge opened the topic of this embarrassing love letter with some embarrassment, "What did you come to see me for?"
Mao Qing: "I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"
Xia Ge looked terrified and waved his hands again and again: "Are you going to send me a love letter too, Mao Qing? Don't do this, we can still be friends..."
system:"… "
Mao Qing was speechless, "It's alright, don't act, it's so hot, I really have something to do with you."
"Huo Bai is leaving."
Xia Ge's heart skipped a beat, "What did you say?"
Mao Qing said: "When I was leaving, I heard him tell the master that something happened to his family, and he should hurry back and go back."
Xia Ge: "Oh... so, what does it have to do with me?"
"Didn't you care about him before? I just told you." After Mao Qing finished speaking, she couldn't help but ask, "Whose love letter is it?"
Xia Ge's heart is not wilting: "Oh... Huo Bai's."
Mao Qing really saw a ghost this time: "... Huh?"
System: "… Huh?"
Xia Ge showed a bright smile: "I lied to you."
Mao Qing: "Go away."
Mao Qing left after speaking. She didn't really like history, nor did she really want to send a love letter to Xia Ge.
Xia Ge also doesn't like history, but now for clues, he has to reluctantly like it.
This can really kill.
When Mao Qing was far away, Xia Ge slowly opened the small note.
The paper is very brittle and a little yellowed, as if a long time has passed. Xia Ge was careful when dismantling it. Dust fluttered in the warm sunlight that was thrown into the library from the paper window. It is a low whisper of a person, spent a hundred years, and fell into the hands of people who are destined.
"A million corpses were buried, the evil spirits were crying, they were settled in Wuyi Mountain, and they played requiem for more than fifty years.
"… nameless?"
Xia Ge frowned, reading this line of small characters, her heart skipped a beat, she seemed to have reacted to something, took the note, and began to quickly turn over in front of the bookshelf.
System: "What are you looking for?"
"Handwritten, handwritten..." Xia Ge hurriedly flipped through the books in this area before, so she found what she was looking for in a short time—
"Lingxi Ancestor Instructions, Old Ancestor's Books, Rubbings"
Xia Ge opened the book and compared the words on the note with the words on the book. After a while, she closed the book and breathed a sigh of relief.
"...that's it."
The system saw the handwritten rubbing she flipped through: "This note, is the ancestor of Lingxi?"
Xia Ge looked at the note and thought about it: "Maybe. This content is barely compatible with the scene on the ceiling of the tomb..."
On the ceiling of the ancestor's tomb, there is a woman who clings to the flute and weeps, a mountain full of evil spirits, and clothes to suppress evil spirits.
System: "But why did she write this and hide it here?"
"...You ask me how I know." Xia Ge looked at the content on the paper and speculated, "Maybe... this kind of thing was already at that time, and no one could say it."
So I can only write it on a note, silently seal it in a book, and bury it in the dust of history.
Evidence that it existed.
System: "Huh? What do you mean?"
Xia Ge said: "Who knows, I guessed it too."
"But if she did something like the one mentioned on the note... why is there no trace at all?" Xia Ge asked in confusion, "If there are really millions of evil spirits who commit such a big thing, no matter who they are, they will be punished by the history secretary. A lump sum."
However, there is no trace of this.
What has been handed down to the world is the infinite scenery of her ancestors of the Lingxi generation.
Only in her silent tomb were the few words about the wrong thing carved.
The system guessed: "Is it because you are afraid of the words of later generations, so you hide everything from the world, but you feel uneasy about your conscience, so you write down your remorse in the tomb?"
Xia Ge: "Ah? This is so hypocritical."
system:"… "
Xia Ge: "What you do is what you do, isn't that a lie?"
System: "Shut up, you." You are the most unqualified to say this.
Xia Ge: "Hey, but I don't think she's funny like this. Even if she's famous in history, I don't know what good things she's done. A person who hasn't done earth-shattering good things, a person who hasn't done bad things, Just an ancestor of Lingxi, isn't it too unreasonable to let me know that she likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
System: "Lingxi Peak was opened by someone else, so it's better than you based on that."
Xia Ge took out the "Official History" and said righteously: "There are many people stronger than me, why don't I know whether the ancestors of the Qianhun Sect can eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake or go to the kiln?"
system:"… "
Can't take this.
The system changed the subject: "... Huo Bai is going to withdraw."
"Of course he wants to withdraw." Xia Ge no longer thought about the ancestor of Lingxi. She put the "Official History" in her hand on the bookshelf, and said lazily, "The assassination mission target failed, why is he staying here? Like I want to retire in Danfeng."
System: "...Then you are going to let Huo Bai withdraw? Don't you do something? For example, to expose him 'inadvertently'?"
Xia Ge touched his chin, "I'm just afraid that if I push too hard, then the fish will die and the net will be broken, and my identity as a puppet master will be revealed, which will be a bit of a big deal."
Xia Ge put away the small note and shook his head, "You can't afford to gamble."
System: "Ah? That means it doesn't matter?"
Xia Ge left the library, "I'm in charge? Let's talk about it."
System: "Then why are you going now?"
Xia Ge: "Guess."
The sun is shining, the flowers are full of flowers, and the oleanders outside the study are even more brilliant.
In front of the window, the girl in red and white maple looked at the file quietly, the red ink stick in her hand was as white as jade.
Xia Ge casually folded a pink oleander and carried it behind her back. She stood in front of the windowsill with a smile on her face. The sun was shining brightly at noon. She smiled and said, "Senior sister, good afternoon."
Gu Peijiu stopped the red pen for a moment, but did not look up. She put the completed file aside, "Well, An."
The faint scent of sandalwood drifted away, mixed with the aroma of oleander, which was very nice.
"Senior sister, don't lower your head, look up at me." Xia Ge said, "Don't criticize."
Gu Peijiu ignored her and said lightly, "Don't make trouble, just play."
Xia Ge let out an "hey", ran to the side, and entered the study. The door was pushed open, and the bright sunlight fell on the ground. Xia Ge slipped to Gu Peiju's side, the oleander in her hand stretched out with a "swoosh", "Senior sister. , look at the flowers!"
The oleander branch that had been cut in half followed the girl's movements, and the pink petals fell down with the gentle wind. It landed on the word "allow" that she had just approved, and the pink petals were dyed with red ink, like a dream that could not be woken up.
Gu Peijiu glanced at the petals stained with vermilion ink, and then turned to Xia Ge.
The petals of the flower branches in Xia Singer had fallen horribly, and only the green branches were left. Many petals fell in front of her clothes. She glanced embarrassingly at the flower branch in her hand, and then hid it behind her. "… broken."
Then happily, "Senior sister, you looked at me."
Gu Peijiu waved his hand casually, and a soft breeze blew, blowing away the fallen flowers on the girl's dress, and the petals were scattered. Gu Peijiu said, "What are you doing here with me?"
Xia Ge blinked, "Come on, please!"
Gu Peijiu didn't look at her, "Tell me the truth."
"I didn't lie, I just came to say goodbye." Xia Ge flicked the flower branches, his eyes fluttering, "Well, of course, by the way, I want to ask something."
Gu Peijiu said, "Before that, I have something to ask you."
Xia Ge wondered: "Huh?"
Gu Peijiu casually flipped through the dossier and said in a low voice, "Evil Ghost Tide, have you heard of it?"
As if something pointed directly at the heart, rubbed it tightly, and then strangled the most deadly point.
Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. Miscellaneous things flashed in his mind, and then it turned into a blank space.
The green branch with the petals in his hand slipped lightly from his hand, and fell tragically into the broken petals on the ground, silently.
Xia Ge heard a somewhat stiff voice: "You said, what... evil ghost... tide?"
- I should have never heard of this term before.
- But why, there is always a familiar feeling of fear of being clenched by something