"What Gu Jian said was also given to you by your father, since you stay safe with him, otherwise you will accompany him tonight!" I made this suggestion to Yan Yue seriously, in fact, this is also for the sake of my good night's dreams.

If that sword spirit keeps bothering me, it probably won't be long before I have to fight him with a sword!

Yan Yue was slightly surprised and said, "This lord, you are not wrong, do you? You want me to accompany a sword?"

Of course, I knew that his tone was not particularly serious, and even slightly mocking.

But what can this be? Since they are acting, then I can also act, and the relationship between us is not so tense, but it is not so calm.

"Of course I know what I'm going to say. This sword is so close to you, and you want to know his past, shouldn't you spend more time with her. I said that I was not happy about the things in this piece, so I told you myself?"

Maybe I didn't look for a margin, and some shameless remarks made Yan Yue speechless, or maybe he thought about it himself and felt that my words were very reasonable.

In the end, he didn't say anything to argue with me, on the contrary, he picked up his weapon, added the ancient sword, and walked back to his seat in three or two steps.

The book he had read before was still in place, and next to it was the strange inkstone from before.

I don't know what's going on in her head, but in short, everything she does makes me feel incredible, and even a little unbelievable to me!

He wasn't worried, because I was ruining what he was doing, and I was sitting at the tea table.

Seeing him peel off the bronze leather wallet on the outside of the ancient sword, a long sword with a simple shape but not losing its majesty appeared in his hand.

The scabbard seems to be made of brass, and it looks old, but in fact it is faintly majestic.

Yan Yue didn't pull out the sword, he just separated the clip from the scabbard.

After doing this, he seemed to be ready to sharpen the ink, and if he didn't have that sword with him, I might consider going over and helping him sharpen it.

Although I gave him this suggestion to shoot himself in the foot, he now looks at it as it stands. He already knows my identity, and it is a little unreasonable for me to condescend to polish his ink like this.

I'm really curious about what kind of magic that thread has, and I'm also curious about what it has to do with words, since I can live in peace for so long?

But no, I'm in a state of meditation right now, and if I make the slightest disturbance, I must be vigilant over there.

"What kind of book are you reading? so serious?" It would be bad for me to be too quiet in the tent.

I already vaguely felt the power of the sword spirit pressing towards me again, so in order to ensure my personal safety, I could only stalk and harass Yan Yue by talking.

The person who was looking at me quickly raised his eyes and looked at me: "Why can't you sit still for a while? You have to talk to me all day to pass the time, do you?"

I was so angry that I read these words, if it weren't for Uncle Ben's other plans, who would want to chat with someone like you in the middle of the night and be angry with yourself.

Although I think so in my heart, yes, but after all, I can't say that, I'm staying in someone else's territory now, so how good is it if I don't be honest.

"It's not a long night, and I see that you don't have the heart to sleep and worry that you are bored by yourself, so I talk to you to pass the time!" I said to Yan Yue with a grin.

Who knew that the guy had a respectful and insensitive attitude: "It's okay, you just do yours, I don't need to pass the time!"

It's okay now, it already is. After calculating a stomach, he was suddenly choked back.

But I still don't give up, and when we talk about the day, the atmosphere is more lively, and those sword spirits don't dare to wander around this room unscrupulously.

"I can't sleep either, that's a coincidence, but I'm a little curious, what kind of book are you reading?"

I looked forward with round eyes, trying to read the name of his book, but the light in the tent was so dim that my eyes were sour, and I couldn't see why.

Yan Yue must have sensed that something was wrong with me, and I guess he must have known it from the time I asked him the name of the book three times or twice.

So, this guy sold it in front of me again: "If I say that these books are all related to you, do you believe it?"

It would have been fine if he had said something else, but when she came to tell me this, I almost didn't roll my eyes to the sky.

"Of course I don't believe it!" I laughed and squeezed out of my teeth.

These businessmen are also a little too arrogant, thinking that they can just write two books of nonsense somewhere. Do you have a good understanding of the inner workings of the Netherworld?

It's the funniest joke I've heard in hundreds of years.

When Yan Yue saw me, he also smiled, and then shook his head helplessly, what is the situation?

I suddenly couldn't understand his expression: "What do you mean by laughing? Is it possible, I really think I saw a record of a half-immortal walking in the yin?"

I sneered at him mercilessly.

Who knew that Yan Yue was not angry or annoyed, and with a pair of good-looking and slender hands, he picked up the book upright.

Now I can clearly see the four big words written on the paper through the lamp on his desk: Netherworld Origin.

What's that? Why is this book called that?

I didn't believe it, so I rubbed my eyes with my hands, and then looked closely, and I saw a name that almost didn't make me elegant, and jumped up from the spot.

The lower left corner of the book clearly reads - Cui Shang.

If I'm not mistaken, this name should be the name of our current Netherworld Judge Cui.

Why did he write this book. Why did his book appear in the hands of a mortal again?

"Where did you get this book?" I said with a frown, and said in a serious tone.

He seemed to have been surprised by my appearance for a long time: "Didn't I just say that everything in this book is related to you, and if you don't believe it, then I will talk about how this book came from now, and you still won't believe it!"

After saying this, he raised a hand to support his chin again: "You ghostly ghosts, you are suspicious by nature, but I, a good citizen, really want to tell the truth." But yo, it's really uncomfortable to be misunderstood!"

I really can't stand his hypocritical and contrived appearance: "I'm bothering you to find out who has been lying before." I don't believe you're sure you'll have my own judgment, and it's not your turn to make a decision on whether or not I know about this matter!"

I bet this is definitely the most spine-hearted sentence I've ever said since I came to earth!

It's not because I'm a bully now, although I'm on his turf now, I will never allow him to look down on us so much!