I don't know how many bookshelves are still swallowed up by the darkness, and the bright light can't reach the end of the darkness in this room.

Between the bookshelves were rows of men's corpses hooked with iron chains, all of which had been made into dried corpses to hang, dressed in white, with their capes hanging from them.

"Why did you kill them?" the woman looked at the corpses, and the dozen or so pregnant women in front of the bookshelves, her heart was furious, and behind her there were babies in bottles and jars.

"Meteorite, hehe, interesting, this is the meteorite in the polar region that was brought back by the Tuoba family. The man held up the glowing meteorite and looked at it, letting out a low laugh, "It's worth a million gold baht, at least the group of stars are willing to pay that price." ”

Seeing that the other party directly avoided her question, the woman frowned and fell silent.

"Is that the second secret you want to know? 100,000 gold baht, I'll tell you why I killed them. The glowing meteorite was pinched in the man's hand, and he looked at the trajectory of the stars depicted on the table, pursed his lips, and showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, like a devil.

"No, tell me the answer to my first question. The woman shook her head, and she replied by looking at the other's back.

"Follow me. The man stood up, dressed in black, and his body was thin like a sword unsheathed.

He stood in front of the bookshelf and snapped his fingers again, and a cold fire came out of the darkness, it was a fire fold, a lantern was lit, and all around him were thin women and men in chains standing on the edge of the bookshelf, they were carrying bamboo cages, and their bodies were trembling.

It's hard to imagine how many people were in this huge room, and there was no doubt that all of those who were held here would eventually be brutally murdered.

Walking with the man, the woman noticed a long, deeply sunken scar on the side of the man's face.

The man paused, he reached out and pulled it out on top of a scroll, blowing the ash off the surface, "Well, something collected more than twenty years ago, but don't worry, she's still alive." With that, he threw the scroll to the woman, and turned in another direction to take out a brown letter, "This is her current address." ”

The woman pulled the scroll apart, and after only a few glances, her face turned extremely pale, and she quickly glanced at the cowhide letter, and froze there without saying anything.

"It's really funny, more than 20 years ago, a star master leaked this news to us for free, and completely revealed his identity. When the man said this, he paused, and the corners of his mouth were torn apart, "Twenty years later, you took his family's meteorite in exchange for this secret, hehe, it's really funny." ”

The woman listened to the man's words in distraction, and paused for a moment, "Are there any other people from the Meizu clan?"

The man pursed his lips, it was more difficult to find a Meizu person with a heart in Zhongzhou than to find a needle in a haystack, "No, in the entire Zhongzhou, the news of our various bases in Huixueju is shared with each other, and several other places do not provide information on this, only here is a copy." After speaking, the man looked up at the hanging corpse again, revealing his obsession, "The people of the Shadow Gate may have, but there is very little hope, they are mostly collecting the news that the Killer Gate and the king want." ”

After saying this, the woman fell completely silent. She came with hope, thinking that she was about to find a replacement, but she didn't expect that the person from the Meizu on this scroll was Qianjin, and the scroll had her detailed information more than twenty years ago.

"The identity of the star master who revealed this secret back then. The woman gritted her teeth and continued.

"Five thousand gold baht. The man shrugged.

"Speak. The woman spoke.

"Tuoba Pre-Su, the star master of the Yin-Yang family of Yaoguang's subordinate institution in the past. The man lowered his head, his gaze softening, "He's a friend of my former teacher, and he said that in the future a woman would come here and take the secret away. ”

"The secret of bullshit," the woman yelled suddenly, a secret that she had known for a long time.

"Madame Bamboo, if I am not mistaken, I should call you that. "I just want to convey my hesitation, it's cruel to her, and I'm going to kill someone." There was a pause in his tone, and the man continued, "This is more than twenty years ago, when I was listening to what he said to my teacher at the teacher's side. ”

The hand holding the scroll in the bamboo basket burst out, and she remembered that Tuoba had been holding her hand before she died, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" She always thought that this was the other party who chose to be with her after knowing that her life was only ten years old, and then left behind her guilt of being alone.

But now it seems that his husband has thought of everything, he must have predicted that Qianjin's death could save his daughter's fate, even if he didn't know that Qianjin was just an introduction to medicinal herbs.

He had made up his mind before, and before he died, he was disheartened, lamenting bitterly that whether he resisted or obeyed, this was fate, and everything was in fate. After waiting for Qianjin's arrival, he became fond of his student, even if it was not love, but he couldn't do it anymore, and he struggled in his heart. He also knew that he was dead, and it would be his wife who would face a choice in the future, and he handed over this difficult matter to her, so before he died, he kept saying to the bamboo basket, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

"Hehe, nobleman, I'm sorry, why didn't you tell me in the first place?" muttered the bamboo basket, his eyes full of sadness and despair.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" the man looked up at the bamboo basket where the crying sound came from it, and hesitated for a moment, "He expected Madame to return, and he told Madame the answer she wanted when he thought about it." ”

"Yes, he saw a corner of my future in the past, and put this secret that I know here, he has already told him his decision, I want the answer, but why didn't he say this decision to me in the past?" thought to Bamboo Basket hatefully, "This decision is also self-deception, he wants his daughter to live, but he can't say it." ”

The man listened to the bamboo basket's soft words, "If there are no other problems, we will return the remaining gold baht to you." ”

"Hmm," the bamboo basket nodded distractedly.

"I won't send that far away. When the man got the answer from the bamboo basket, he turned around and walked over to the side of the bamboo basket, "Leave the address, and I will send someone to send the remaining gold baht, which is a lot of money." ”

"I exchange the remaining gold baht for another secret of equal value. Bamboo Basket suddenly stopped the man, "I hope this secret can be exchanged for an assassination attempt for me." ”

The man paused and frowned, "Madame wants to buy a secret and then we sell it, but the price of wanting to get this secret is to help you assassinate someone, right?"

"Well, you can trade assassination for secrets, don't you? The bamboo basket struggled under the black veil, "This equivalent price can be exchanged for a monstrous secret." ”

"Rest assured, those who can ask such valuable secrets will surely have the ability to complete the assassination of Madame. The man knew the meaning of the last sentence of the bamboo basket, "Assassination of the character, time, we will arrange so that the time of the buyer and the seller can be right." ”

The bamboo basket stood in place, his body trembling.

After the man saw it, he didn't urge, just quietly played with the meteorite in his hand, if this meteorite fell into the hands of the star master, the star master's prediction of the future will be more accurate, which will definitely attract the madness of the three organizations, because the three organizations have domesticated a large number of star masters, and the people behind the organization need a more accurate future.

"The people on this scroll, you find a buyer within this year, and I will give you the exact time half a month before the action. The bamboo basket put the scroll and the cowhide letter on the bookshelf, and walked out of the room with his back in a gloomy manner.