The old book in his hand, the cover is already mottled with traces of time, I don't know the author, and I don't know the authenticity of the book.

Taiwei stared at this passage and read it over and over again.

She tried to see some clues in this untrue text.

However, no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see the slightest bit of exact information available.

Sacrificing to the gods and summoning immortals, what kind of gods are you worshipping? So vicious, you have to sacrifice a living person?

She had never heard of such a god in the world!

Closing the book, I was too slightly relieved: what was written on it may be all made up and not taken seriously.

In order to make a living, the author is sensational, and it is very likely that he deliberately concocted a set of sacrifices that did not exist.

However, when she thought so, she still kept thinking of Hongdu, Songshan County, and the years when she was firmly shrouded in the haze of death.

In the old days, she was alone, without care, and she was not afraid when she died, unlike now, when she was alive and alive, she was reluctant to die.

Because people feel that life is precious when they have concerns, and they want to survive no matter how difficult it is.

She is just a mediocre person, so naturally she is not exempt from vulgarity.

The sky outside the window was overcast, as if a huge boulder was about to fall.

The rain was still pouring down.

A muddy patch under the flower tree.

It's been a long time since it's rained like this in the middle of summer.

"Changki ......"

Taiwei called softly.

Changxi hurriedly walked up to her: "Girl." ”

Taiwei said: "Go back." ”

Changxi was stunned: "Go back?"

The little guy in the library who was sitting cross-legged in the corner also hurriedly raised his face and asked, "You have already found the fairy in the book?"

When Taiwei heard his words, her heart was relieved, and the corners of her mouth curved into a shallow arc.

There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book.

But are there any immortals in the book?

I'm afraid not.

She smiled faintly, shook her head, and said, "No need to look for it." After that, he said with Changxi, "Give him the reward." ”

When the little guy heard the word "money" clearly, he immediately smiled, and got up and thanked Taiwei: "Thank you, girl!" He has guarded the door of this library for two years, and it is the first time that he has earned such a large reward.

So Taiwei took the books with him if he wanted to, and he packed up the bookshelves if he wanted to, without the slightest hesitation.

It was pouring rain outside, but the sun was shining brightly in the little girl's heart.

He felt that he was beautiful, and when he wanted to send away the master and servant of Taiwei, he was quite reluctant. The five girls are gone, and they don't know when they will come back. His desire to get another reward may only be in vain.

Thinking of this, he looked at the backs of Taiwei and Changxi who were gone, and couldn't help but show regret on his face.

I don't know what Sister Changxi found in the book......

He leaned on the railing, raised his hand to block the rain blown in by the wind, and his eyes were fixed on the book in Taiwei's hand for a moment.

But the master and servant of Taiwei went farther and farther, and his curiosity had to be disappointed along with the desire for money.

It's really uncomfortable.

......

On the other side, Taiwei and Changxi walked side by side with umbrellas, and their hearts were exactly the same with a hundred claws.

Changxi couldn't figure it out, her own girl had always disbelieved in gods and Buddhas, so why did she suddenly want to find some trace of immortals.

What's even stranger is that this trace seems to have been found by her.

Whether there are really immortals in the world, and whether the immortals have appeared in front of people, she doesn't know at all. However, since someone specially wrote down the method of sacrificing immortals, it is not all groundless.

Changxi gradually came to his senses and accidentally stepped on a puddle.

"Click".

The stagnant water overflowed, splashing too slightly on the trouser tube.

Changxi was startled: "Girl-"

But Taiwei didn't realize it, and she didn't seem to hear her calling herself. After a long time, she muttered softly to herself: "Where did it come from......

Changxi heard clearly, but he couldn't understand, he only felt confused and confused, so he had to gather his mind and focus on the great cause of umbrella playing.

Taiwei under the umbrella frowned, and his expression was cold.

That creepy plague...... Because she was in it, living there, dying there, and looking back at this moment, everything is still vivid, as clear as yesterday.

Fearing the beast, he woke up with joy.

It made her feel terrified.

Who wrote this ritual in the book?

Has this method ever been used?

If so, when and where?

The battle in Songshan County, was it God's handiwork, or the means of ugly mortals?

Taiwei thought about it wildly, and her brain hurt when she thought about it, but she couldn't stop. She thought she was in control, but the truth was ...... Is that really the case?

She walked up the stage slowly.

Level 1 and 2 levels.

Suddenly, she stopped.

Changxi, who was holding the umbrella, was defenseless, his feet were still moving forward, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them staggered, and the heavy rain was poured too slightly.

Changxi was shocked.

Taiwei didn't care.

Her long hair was wet, and her eyelashes were wet with it. A pair of eyes were moist and soft, faintly revealing two points of confusion and hesitation.

Changxi raised his voice and called "girl", and stretched out his hand to pull the person under the porch.

The rain was still blowing in obliquely by the wind.

Taiwei felt a faint chill on her body.

At that moment, she suddenly thought of Jiao Xuan.

There are thousands of people in the world, but how many of them are looking for immortals? Among these few people, how many people are as obsessed as Jiao Xuan?

Jiao Xuan...... Jiao Xuan......

Jokhang's National Teacher.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition.

He has money, power, and brains, and he often builds towers and astrologers in order to meet his immortals. But the "twelfth floor" has never really been built. No matter how high the tower was, it was nowhere near as high as he wanted.

After years of study, all he got was an ordinary tower.

There are no immortals above, and there are no immortals.

He didn't have anything he wanted.

Such a person, in the face of such disappointment, will definitely find another way to achieve his goal, right?

Songshan County, could it be his way?

It was too faint and Ling Ling shuddered.

If that's the case, what about Xue Huaiji?

As Jiao Xuan's only adopted son, how much possibility is it possible that he doesn't know what Jiao Xuan did?

Taiwei leaned against the pillars, only to feel that there seemed to be a cool air under her feet that was desperately going upstream.

At this moment, she seemed to be back to the day when she was dying.

Knowing that she had no power to return to the sky, she lay there waiting for death, waiting for an hour after hour, waiting for black and white impermanence, but waiting for her Xue Jia.

The dusty young man stood there, not in the slightest difference from the man she remembered.

The last side of that, carved into the bone, was forever imprinted in her mind.

But when she thinks about it now, she feels different-

The seeds of doubt have begun to grow vigorously.

How much does she know about him?