Ning Jia looked at Bo Wen in surprise, she never thought that her brother would speak to her in such a tone, and a layer of mist suddenly appeared in her eyes.
Bowen tried his best to slow down his tone: "Jiajia, hurry up, be good." After finishing speaking, his tone suddenly quickened, and he said quickly: "The bookcase at the back of Zangshu Pavilion, the first gray-brown book on the bottom row to the left Notebook, go!"
Hearing the anxiety in her brother's words, Ning Jia bit her lips tightly, holding back her tears, not letting them fall, she responded with a hmm, and ran out of the bedroom. She understands the seriousness of the matter. If it is not a very important matter, her brother will definitely not force herself so much. Since childhood, my brother has never forced himself.
"Jiajia, it's so late, why are you still awake?" Ning Jia's mother woke up from her sleep when she heard the sound of the door opening, and shouted.
"Brother asked me to help him find something." After saying that, Ning Jia ran out of the room without looking back. Her mother's complaint came from behind her: "Bowen is really too. It's so late and he still asked Jiajia to find something. I must tell him when I come back."
There is a long corridor leading to the bookstore. The silent corridor is empty at this time. This is one of the most closely guarded places of Dongxing Ning's family. The outside is tight and the inside is loose, but no one can be seen inside. There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Ning Jia was seen running with her nightgown in her hands without any regard for her manners.
Xiumei frowned slightly, her face was full of anxiety. The grievance just now has disappeared, and now she is only worried about her brother. She knew very well what kind of person her brother was, and he did not change his color in front of landslides on weekdays. In her mind, his brother was the most outstanding. She has never seen her brother lose his composure like this. What is it that makes him so anxious? For no reason, she became worried. Could it be that her brother had encountered some trouble? She even wanted to rush to her brother immediately. Although she also knows that her strength is very weak.
Pushing open the heavy door of Zangshuge, the dark bookge is deep and deadly, eerily quiet, and a damp smell rushes towards you. Ning Jia hadn't been here for a while, she often used to play here with her brother in her childhood. At this moment, she was alone, the bookstore was pitch black, and there was no sound, and she suddenly became frightened.
Her body trembled slightly, but she still mustered up her courage, groped in the bookcase, and finally turned on the light, the light drove away the darkness, and the snow-white light illuminated the bookstore.
She felt relieved, and immediately passed through the bookcases without hesitation, and came to the innermost bookcase.
right here!
The bottom row, the first taupe notebook. that's it! She bent down to pick up the notebook.
She quickly activated the communication card, and a light curtain popped up in front of her. As soon as Bowen's face appeared, she heard him asking anxiously, "Jiajia, have you found it?"
"I found it! Is it this one?" Ning Jia hastily shook the taupe notebook in her hand. She was a little puzzled, what did her brother ask her to find such an old and broken notebook so late
Bowen's eyes lit up immediately, and he urged: "Jiajia turned to the last few pages and looked for records about 'Cross Night'."
"Yeah." Ning Jia replied, and started flipping through the old notebook in her hand. Soon, she heard her cheering: "I found it! Brother, is it the night of the cross?"
"Yes." Bowen's tone and expression suddenly became serious: "Jiajia read it again, don't miss it."
"Yeah." Ning Jia nodded, paused for a moment, and began to read: "He is like a ghost in the dark, without a single sound. When I saw him, I even felt that he was walking in a garden. I saw him walk five meters away from Ning Hong with my own eyes, but Ning Hong didn't feel anything. I was terrified, and I wanted to shout, but at that moment, he turned his face away, and he saw me! "
Ning Jia's voice also seemed to be affected, showing a hint of nervousness and fear.
"He didn't wear a mask, and his face was a little pale. I still remember his appearance. The most terrifying thing is his eyes, my God! What kind of eyes are those! There is no trace of life, and there is no trace of human beings. The smell, I was terrified! His pupils were covered with a thick layer of black, like a devil walking out of the dark, only the eyes of devils can have black mist—if I believe in God, I think this must be from The ghostly atmosphere of hell."
Hearing this sentence, Bo Wen's pupils suddenly shrank like needles, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, like the sharp edge of a knife.
"Hmph!" He snorted heavily, his face was livid, and he murmured: "Sure enough..."
"Brother, what the hell is this?" Ning Jia trembled a little, and finally couldn't hold back.
Bowen said lightly: "Jiajia, you continue to read."
"I suddenly fell into an ice cellar, it was so cold, my body seemed to be frozen, and I couldn't control it. I wanted to shout, but no matter how hard I tried, my body seemed to lose control and I couldn't make any sound. Every time The next time I think about this incident, my heart is always filled with guilt and self-blame. If... If I had been braver at that time, Abba probably would not have died! Sometimes I suspect that that person may not be human. His His movements were extremely precise, his expression didn't fluctuate at all, and his eyes were empty and lifeless. He left a cross-shaped scar on Abba's back. I didn't know until later that this cross scar penetrated Abba's heart... "
After reading this, Ning Jia couldn't read any more, she covered her mouth in horror.
The scars of the cross are familiar to almost every direct descendant of the Ning family.
Ning Xuan, known as the most powerful and talented patriarch in the history of the Ning family, died under a fatal cross wound. At that time, the Ning family was in a prosperous period, and they had just established their position in the eastbound area. But it was this mysterious and fatal cross scar that took the life of Ning Xuan, who was in his prime. The following five years were the most turbulent and dangerous period for the Ning family. Branches of the Ning family like A Meining came out at that time. If it wasn't for Ning Yi, the son of Ning Xuan, the Ning family would probably have disappeared into history.
As Ning Yi grew older, he also began to gradually show his talent. It was his continuous efforts that saved the Ning family from the precarious situation.
In the hearts of every generation of descendants of the Ning family, Ning Yi is a god-like existence, an idol and a hero in their hearts. Every generation of Patriarch, when passing the position of Patriarch to the next generation, will encourage him to be as outstanding as Patriarch Ning Yi.
Patriarch Ning Xuan has only one descendant, and that is Patriarch Ning Yi.
"This, this is Patriarch Ning Yi's note?" Ning Jia asked incoherently with a face full of panic.
"Yes." Bo Wen's voice was low, mixed with a trace of sadness: "Patriarch Ning Yi was only nine years old when the incident happened. This was written down by him on his deathbed. I accidentally found this notebook when I was looking through the notes of the previous Patriarch. Bo Wen's tone suddenly turned cold: "Patriarch Ning Yi has been checking the whereabouts of Cross Night all his life, and every generation of Patriarch will do his best to find the heirs of the Cross Night school. If I remember correctly, sister, go Bookcase No. 133, that cabinet is full of various materials about Cross Night."
"Hehe, speaking of it, I'm still really lucky." Bo Wen said lightly, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head and smiled at Ning Jia, and said with concern: "Sister, go to bed quickly. I quarreled with you so late, and brother will make it up to you when he comes back."
"Brother, be careful!" Ning Jia's eyes clearly revealed a bit of worry. Brother woke himself up so late, just to read this by himself, did he find the clue of Cross Night? Still found something? Even Patriarch Ningxuan could be killed at Shiziye, her brother must be very dangerous, but as soon as she saw his firm eyes, the words on her lips to persuade him to come back became orders.
"Jiajia, don't worry."
Seeing the light curtain disappear before her eyes, Ning Jia felt lost. Suddenly, she suddenly remembered something, and ran to the No. 13 bookcase with her pajamas.
After a cursory glance, there are no books on this bookcase, only notebooks of various colors. Ning Jia took out the first book, opened it, and found that it was indeed about the Cross Night.
She leaned against the bookcase and sat on the floor, reading the notebook carefully.
Cross Night is a card show genre, which is an unknown genre in the card show era. They are Kaxiu who specialize in walking in the dark. Every generation of Patriarchs has tried their best to investigate it, but Cross Night still remains mysterious and hides in the darkness.
All the notes invariably mentioned the two skills of the cross night, the cross and the method of holding breath. It's just that they only know the name, and there is no more detailed information.
Literally, the cross should be the cross-shaped penetrating scar on Patriarch Ning Xuan's body. It's just that no one knows what it is like. And this method of holding back interest, roughly guessed, should be a method of hiding and stealth. Like the cross, no one knows exactly what it looks like. However, unlike the cross, there is a very detailed record of the Qixi Method. It is said that those who practice the breathing method need to stay in an absolutely dark place for a long time, even those who are talented and intelligent need more than five years. Many subsequent generations of Patriarchs have made many speculations about this information. The vast majority agree that the word "night" in Cross Night should represent the method of holding back breath, or the darkness needed to practice the method of holding back breath.
It's hard to imagine that with such astonishing wealth, huge manpower, and rich channels, the Ning family can get such pitiful information. It has to be said how hidden this school is.
And the last notebook was already eighty years ago. It is recorded that when the Patriarch of that generation was in charge of the Ning Family, he did not get any information related to Cross Night at all. At the end of the notes, the Patriarch gave his own speculation, he believed that the Cross Night School should be annihilated in the long river of history. With the advent of the college era, countless schools that were once brilliant have been wiped out, and the disappearance of Cross Night is also a very normal thing.
Could it be that the cross night has not actually dissipated, but has always existed? She couldn't help worrying about her brother Bo Wen again.
Chen Mu glanced at the room, he had been preparing for this day for a long time. At this time, late at night, is the time when his defense ability is weakest, and darkness can help him.
There are many cards in his card bag. For safety reasons, he specially made another "Big Loach", in case the airflow gets stuck on the road, it will be a lot of fun. In addition, he also bought several four-star energy cards and a high-speed airflow card. "Big Loach" does not have much advantage in speed, its strength is changing direction. There are also commonly used cards such as lighting cards and heat cards that may be used in the field. These cards cost Chen Mu a lot of contribution points, but his contribution points would be wasted if not spent. In addition, he also exchanged a large number of money cards with his contribution points. No matter where he goes, he can't do without money, and the "Weak Water" pen set is close to his body.
For the remaining contribution points, he bought a very high-end instrument, a combat instrument with six card slots, that is to say, in addition to energy cards, he can insert five cards at the same time for backup. Not only that, but its functions are extremely rich, such as guiding directions, map functions and so on.
This gauge alone cost him 5,000 contribution points, which is also the highest gauge that the base can buy.
The elastic straw sandals, the wall lotus, the grimacing flower, and the belt that he has never used once and holds three highly toxic smoke bombs are all equipped. He kept these things with him all the time, and the things the devil girl gave him were all very useful.
Time is up, let's go.
The base in the middle of the night is not empty. For many card makers and people who study card machines, they are used to working late at night and resting during the day. This is completely opposite to Kaxiu, who rarely comes out in the middle of the night. At this moment in the base, card makers in groups of threes and twos can often be seen discussing something together, or walking towards the consignment office or the material selection supermarket in a hurry.
Chen Mu walked around the base calmly, no one noticed him.
Every fifth floor of the building will be an exit floor, and there are many exits on this floor. However, these exits are all closed. If you need to go out, you need to have permission to enter and exit. If you happen to have permission, you can swipe your room card and the exit will open automatically. There are a large number of detection cards distributed at each exit, and they don't miss every corner to ensure that the person who goes out matches the room card.
Chen Mu's room card has no access authority.
He came to the fifteenth floor and hid in a dark corner. From here, just be able to observe every exit of this layer. Only card repairers will use the exits other than the bottom layer, because only they can use the airflow card to fly.
During this period of time, there are very few card repairers who go out, but Chen Mu has secretly observed that, on average, for each exit floor, within an hour from now, there will be an average of six or seven card repairers who will go out on average. The idea of these people.
All he has to do now is to wait, to wait patiently.