|||->-> Xie Mu didn't even look at the dead bodies on the ground, and went straight to the underground gate, sighing helplessly, "I have to do it again." ”

After saying that, he did what he had just done and slammed the door open again.

This time, however, when he entered the chamber again, the scene changed inside.

Xie Mu was stunned for a moment, he thought it was still the world filled with light, but he didn't expect it to become a very ordinary living room-like room.

A bed, a wardrobe, a bookshelf, and a table with an unopened window on top.

Xie Mu was puzzled, walked into it, came to the window first, tried to push it open, but couldn't push it at all, this is normal, it should be a rock wall outside, and there will be ghosts if you can push it.

He looked at the table, where there was a book, a notebook, and a pen.

Xie Mu picked up the book and looked at the cover, ""Fantasy Talk", I haven't heard of it, what kind of book is this?"

I opened the book and looked at it, but there was no table of contents, so I simply started from the beginning.

Xie Mu read the book very quickly, ten lines at a glance, page by page, and read more than a dozen pages in a few minutes, but the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows locked.

In the end, he simply flipped to the end, wanting to see what was in the end.

After a long time, he finally put down the book, "I thought it was a martial arts cheatbook, but it was just a story book, and it was scattered and had no value at all." ”

Xie Mu glanced at the notebook on the table, but it was still blank, without a word.

Then I came to the bookshelf, a small bookshelf, and there were only thirty or forty books.

Xie Mu casually took a copy, "Song Huailu, a copy?"

After a general look, it was written with a person named "Song Huai" as the protagonist, and it was full of millions of words.

The plot is also quite ups and downs, but this writing has nothing to discuss.

Xie Mu put the book back and took another one, "Xiang Rong Preface, ancient text?"

He opened it curiously and looked at it, but found that it was still Ben, and it was written with a person named "Xiang Rong" as the protagonist.

Seeing that, he lost any interest and put it back on the shelf.

Next, Xie Mu read more than a dozen books, and the results were all of them, and they were all named after the protagonist.

"Why are the books collected by the master here so personal?"

Xie Mu shook his head, no longer caring about the contents on the bookshelf, but came to the wardrobe.

The wardrobe was opened, but there was not a single piece of clothing in it, but piles of books, stacked one by one as neatly as bricks.

Xie Mu smiled, the owner here really loves to collect books, "Could it be all again?"

He picked up a few books, "The Life of Puyu", "The Adventures of Peng Peng", "The Biography of Young Grace", "Eternal True Record", and a bunch of these books.

As he expected, all of them, and all of them are named after the protagonist.

However, after reading these, Xie Mu found that there were some similarities and differences in types.

The protagonists are all warriors, strong or weak, and some have even become powerful at the level of returning to the virtual realm, cultivating to be strong, and their strength is extraordinary.

However, there are some focuses on the protagonist's life, fighting and killing, and some are the protagonist's romantic history.

The story is good, the writing is lacking, and the books are as clear at a glance as they were written by one person.

Xie Mu sighed, put down the book, and came to the bed, which was an ordinary big bed, with a pillow and a quilt, and there was nothing strange about it.

He also deliberately watched

Under the bed, there was nothing.

Xie Mu touched his chin, "What does this illusion mean?

He didn't do it immediately, but returned to the table and picked up the pen on the table, "This pen is good, but unfortunately I can't take it out." ”

"The things in the illusion should be related to the person who set up the illusion, and the body of this pen may be on that person. ”

Xie Mu took off the cap of his pen and prepared to write a few words in his notebook.

"Miscellaneous".

wrote the four words on the title of the book next to him, Xie Mu smiled, it was indeed a good pen, but unfortunately his words were a little ugly.

However, at this moment, a surprising scene happened.

These four words were automatically typeset on the paper, and he was originally written in the center of the paper, but now it automatically floated to the upper left.

Xie Mu's eyes widened, "What kind of book is this, and it still has this kind of function?"

If automatic typography amazed him, what happened next frightened him.

Those four words suddenly changed and disappeared, but a line of words was found, and the rapid increase of line by line was faster than the speed of printing.

In the blink of an eye, the page was full of words.

Xie Mu turned to the next page and found that the next page had also been written.

"What the hell is this?

Xie Mu turned back to the first page, and when he saw the content of this first page, he was stunned.

"Tailan Federation, March 12, 334 in the federal calendar, it has just started spring, Qin Island is still a little cold, and Guan Zhidong's tavern has just opened, and there are few customers. ”

"But today is destined to be an extraordinary day. ”

......

"Boss, boss, there's a kid on the beach. ”

"What nonsense, how can there be children on the beach? Didn't they drown early?"

"Really, really, you go and see. ”

......

"Hey, a little boy, he's pretty cute. ”

"A rag, Xie Mu, it turns out that his parents also gave him a good name. ”

"Alas, presumably his parents met a bad man at sea, but this little baby was born without a father and mother not long after. ”

......

"By the way, boss, since you don't want to start a family, then just adopt him, and when you are old, you can have a care. ”

......

Seeing this, Xie Mu's hands trembled unconsciously, what was recorded on it was clearly everything about him!

This story is carried out with him as the protagonist.

He hurriedly flipped to the cover, and there were four big words, ""Xie Mu Xing"!

The title of the book was not good, but it made him even more shocked in his heart, you know, even Ji Niankong doesn't know his real name, how can his name appear in this book?

And those plots, all of which he had never heard of, he didn't know how he was adopted by the old manager, how could this book know?

Just when Xie Mu hesitated, the book moved by itself, and began to turn the pages continuously, until it was more than a dozen pages before stopping.

This is where the content of the book ends.

Strictly speaking, it is not an end, but a pause, and the word "omniscient" that seems to be impossible to write anymore.

Xie Mu looked at it seriously, wanting to know why it suddenly stopped.

The content of this one is the story of his experience with Xiao Ran, Zhou Zheng, and Yu Wenyue in the snowy region.

The words stopped at the place where the three of them combined to attack Zhou Zheng, who was controlled by the consciousness of others, and it was difficult to write any more

Afraid of a word.

Xie Mu frowned, there was also a problem with his memory in this place, and he didn't remember what happened at all.

I only remember that after fighting Zhou Zheng, he fought with Lin Mad in the world of consciousness, and he accepted part of Lin Ma's inheritance.

The question is, what happened in this missing memory, and why did his memory disappear?

Xie Mu covered his head, but he couldn't think of anything, and the words on the book ended here.

He glanced at the pen next to him, picked it up, and put it on the paper again, wanting to help continue writing.

"Since this book is so magical that I can see memories that I don't even know about, it will definitely help me recall my forgotten memories, and I will see what happened!"

The tip of the pen fell on the paper, the real yuan moved, and the pen actually moved on its own.

The pen is constantly trembling, but this word is heavier than a thousand catties, even if Xie Mu mobilizes all the true elements in his body, he can't write down this word.

"How so?"

However, although there was surprise in Xie Mu's eyes, he did not hesitate or fear at all.

The true yuan operated, the blood and evil qi enveloped the whole body, and the power of "Infernal" was endless, majestic and boundless, erupting from the "Infernal" and converging on its body.

Everything, just to write down a word.

With the blessing of "Infernal", everything seems to have become simpler, the pen can finally move normally, and the word can be written again.

But just as this word was about to be written, a man's voice suddenly exploded in Xie Mu's ears.

"Ahem"

Just a dry cough, Xie Mu spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Bang"

With a loud explosion, Xie Mu was blown out and hit the wall on the side, and the book, a pen, and a desk were all blown into nothingness.

"Click" "Click"

Xie Mu's ears sounded like glass breaking, and in front of his eyes, cracks appeared in this world.

He looked around in horror, he had seen the space shattered, and naturally knew how terrible the shattered space was.

"Boom"

Many cracks exploded, and the entire space exploded.

Xie Mu subconsciously closed his eyes, and immediately opened them, finding that he was back in the open space, and there was Sikong Lecheng standing next to him.

Before he could speak again, the voice around him rang out again.

"Click" "Click"

This space is bursting again!

Xie Mu closed his eyes again, stopped looking, and when he opened them again, he found himself standing on a flat ground, a place he had never come before.

He looked around and found no trace of Sikong Lecheng.

"What the hell is going on? Where is this?"

Before he could finish his words, he exploded again.

Xie Mu was speechless, he closed his eyes, and he didn't care what was going on around him, knowing that all the sounds were gone, and everything stopped, before he opened his eyes again.

This time, there was no strange sound, and there was no room to explode.

And this time, Xie Mu also understood that he had finally escaped from the illusion and came to the real world.

And not far in front of him, Sikong Le Cheng was pinching and chanting a mantra, and a fire dragon hovered around the two of them, protecting them.

On the periphery of the fire dragon, there was actually a bunch of skeletons that had come to life, constantly rushing forward, but they were all scattered by the fire dragon.

The moment Xie Mu opened his eyes, all the skeletons stopped moving and scattered into a pile of white bones.