Ye Xueqing’s hometown is not far from Wu Jian’s city.
It took less than half a day to get there by public transportation.
Standing in front of a small town with a hint of antiquity.
Wu Jian’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Here, this is my old-home.”
Ye Xueqing looked at the stone road in the town with a bright smile on her face.
For some reason, whenever she came to her hometown, she would feel a kind of relaxation from the bottom of her heart.
It seemed that this place could bring her an infinite sense of security.
“This place…..is nice.”
Compared to Ye Xueqing’s instinctive perception, the room can see much more than her.
He saw, in this quaint town.
There is a kind of dim supernatural power floating around.
This supernatural power formed a mist invisible to the naked eye of living people, and surrounded the town.
This mist has a very simple rule.
Isolated.
For the strange isolation.
Only for the strange, not for the isolation of the master of the strange.
This mist was arranged by the Trickster.
After feeling the rules of the fog, such an idea jumped out of the room’s mind for the first time.
At the same time, he also became very interested in the ancient books left by his ancestors that Ye Xueqing said.
The spiritual power of the mist protecting the ancient town is not strong.
But it is very ingenious.
It can cover up weird perceptions, confuse weird killing instincts, protect the safety of living people within the range, and not cause spiritual erosion to living people.
This operation is not simple.
After all, if you want to step on an ant without crushing it to death, this kind of strength is very difficult to control.
The gap between weirdness and living people is even greater than the gap between humans and ants.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you there.”
Ye Xueqing didn’t realize the extraordinaryness of her hometown, she walked into the small town and chatted with Hao.
She was a little curious about what was hidden in her hometown, which aroused the interest of hidden masters like Wu Jian.
“Um.”
Follow Ye Xueqing through the alleys.
The two came to the gate of a house that protruded from the town.
Ye Xueqing took out an old key from her bag and opened the door of her old house.
squeak~
A harsh grinding sound came from the rusted door shaft.
The darkened courtyard door was pushed open by Ye Xueqing.
“My grandfather stayed here, and he has always taken care of it. Since his death, this place has been sealed. He said that he would only let me come back here when the world changes drastically.
“His statement has never been recognized by the family. They felt that my grandfather was getting older and started to talk too much.
“I didn’t remember what my grandpa told me until I knew the server of the Unexpected Era was opened.”
“Here, I found the calendar to control the weirdness.”
“The ancient books are also placed here.”
Ye Xueqing opened the door and told Wu Jian the story here, and at the same time led him towards the depths of the house.
As we went deeper, the room gradually smelled a faint fishy smell in the air.
But Ye Xueqing, who was leading the way, looked completely unaware.
“Don’t you smell anything?”
Wu Jian narrowed his eyes and suddenly said.
“Smell? If you mean musty, I smell it.”
Ye Xueqing was stunned for a moment, twitched her nose, and nodded.
“Sorry, although I have been here a few times, I have not cleaned up the place, which made you laugh.”
“fine.”
Wu Jian shook his head and his expression returned to normal.
soon.
The two of them arrived at the deepest part of the house.
Ye Xueqing took out another key and opened the room in the yard.
…
An undetectable gloomy wind stirred up, and the fishy smell became strong.
Wu Jian saw the inside of the room.
Huge wooden bookshelves stand tall, filled with all kinds of books.
Each of these books is full of the taste of the years.
It was yellowed and damaged, as if it would collapse in the next second and become useless waste paper all over the place.
“This is it. I have read about a third of the books here. If there is anything wrong, it can only be here.”
Ye Xueqing looked at this old study with complicated eyes.
She was able to become a master of tricks thanks to the blessing of this study.
But while this study gave her the ability to become a master of wiles, it also buried something terrible in her body.
This made her full of fear of this ancestral study.
She didn’t know what to do, and now she only hoped that Wu Jian could help her figure out what was going on in this study.
“That’s it.”
Wu Jian nodded and walked into the study.
A strong corpse smell mixed with the smell of ink emerged, and bursts of noisy voices rang in his ears.
“During the Ming Dynasty, Li Gui was revived, and troubled times are about to arise. Only by learning the six arts can scholars acquire the means to fight against Li Gui.”
“In the Great Song Dynasty, the heavenly paradox descended, with tens of thousands of dead bodies, and the world has become a hell. Fortunately, there are too many paradoxes, and the rules collide, giving humans a chance to breathe. Spiritual mediation caused the strongest Tiangui and another alien demon to have a rule entanglement, causing them to fall into a deep sleep at the same time.”
0…asking for flowers…
“During the Tang Dynasty, three islands, ten continents, and thirteen strange gaps appeared. The king of Tang sent Yuan Tiangang, the national teacher, and Xuanzang, an eminent monk, to explore inside. They obtained ten pages of heavenly scriptures and wanted to create a great cause of eternal peace, but they were robbed by mysterious forces. In the end, only Three pages of heavenly scriptures were left behind, titled Huangji Jingshi, Mahayana Buddhism, and back pictures.”
“During the Han Dynasty, the weirdness revived, and the strange people came to the world. A large number of people who were born to tolerate the weirdness became generals, and they competed in the Central Plains. The sky collapsed and the earth fell, and the people were in dire straits.”
“t”
The sound was loud at first, but gradually faded away as time went by.
Until the end, not a trace could be heard.
Wu Jian turned his gaze and looked in one direction of the study.
There is a bookcase there, and many old books are placed on the bookcase.
It looks like any other bookshelf.
But on this bookshelf, he felt a special “taste”
A taste of history.
Wu Jian, who masters the tricks of time, is very sensitive to the spiritual aura of time.
On this bookshelf, he felt a different breath of time.
The third floor, the sixth book.
Following the guidance of his breath, Wu Jian took out a book from the bookshelf.
This is a Guchen whose pages are all yellowed and the corners are corroded and cracked.
There are several large characters written on the cover of the ancient book.
【Qianxing’s Weird Notes】
Holding this ancient book in Wu Jian’s hand, the time trick in his left eye has already manifested.
He saw.
In this ancient book, the supernatural power of time forms the shape of a door.
As long as he wants, he can open this door of time at any time and enter the era of this book.
“interesting.”
Wu Jian raised his eyebrows when he noticed this.
“Did you find anything?”
Ye Xueqing on the side also saw Wu Jian’s movements.
She looked at the book in his hand and nodded her chin.
“I have read this book. It records some weird events during the Qianxing period of the Great Song Dynasty. The content is very weird, and it is a bit like the records of strange records of that era. However, it is reasonable to bring these contents into the era of weird recovery. of.”
“So do you feel something wrong with this book?”
Wu Jian flipped through the book, looked at the content in the book, and asked Ye Xueqing.
“Except for the content, nothing.
Ye Xueqing shook his head.
“Is that so?”
Wu Jian closed the book.
“Can you give me this book?”
“If you need it, no problem.
Ye Xueqing shook his head and said with a smile.
