The large room was a little gloomy, and Yang Xin Muzi smelled some pungent smell, which seemed to be the smell of wine. The smell of alcohol was so strong that she wanted to vomit, and she covered her nose and quickly took a look at the secret room.

The secret room was large, much more empty than the archives room on the sixth floor, with four rows of tall cabinets neatly arranged inside, and there were no windows on the walls around it, making it appear that the secret room* was pitch black, as if there was a person in some dark corner, always keeping an eye on the room. The high cabinet separated three long corridors, and Yang Xinmuzi looked at the many iron signs hanging on the ceiling, and was a little happy in his heart.

She quickly found the "history" she wanted to see in the number of iron cards, took off her high heels, and Yang Xinmuzi's steps were very light.

The not-so-bright lamp overhead faltered and made a creepy screeching sound. Yang Xinmuzi had the feeling of adventuring in a haunted house, she tiptoed to the tall cabinet with "history" hanging on it, and then gently twisted the key.

Probably because no one will come here at all, so there are keys in every keyhole. The sound of the cabinet door opening was soft, but she bit her lip nervously, like stealing food from the mouth of a sleeping beast.

In the dim light, he quickly found the book he needed, and the sound of the history book turning was like a strong wind blowing through the mound. She wanted to take the things with her, but after thinking about it, she forgot about it.

In the Faculty of Letters, the easiest but also most obvious way to cheat is to cheat on a cheat sheet. A small piece of paper is a mountain of ironclad evidence, and if it is discovered, it will be a dead end, and there is nothing to say. As a genius of the Faculty of Letters, the thought of taking it away flashed through her mind, and it would be good to remember the history she wanted to see, anyway, she only needed that short period of history.

The book is 30 centimeters thick, and every time the paper is turned, the dust on it will look like scattered dust.

"Circa 1700......"

Yang Xinmuzi muttered, quickly flipped the book to that position, ready to quickly memorize the contents of the book in his mind. But soon, she became disgusted with the things in the book, why, why is there still no truth?

The book is written in Chinese:

As the head of the Meng family, Meng Wenchu was whimsical, wanting to open the void to open up the territory of the Western Regions, and at the same time contact the void beasts in the outside world, but he didn't expect things to fail, and the Yanxuan clan was destroyed, and he was also involved in the void. After that, Meng took the road of anti-government, and played the name of overthrowing the world government......

"No, it's not like that!"

Maybe others don't know, but Yang Xinmuzi understands that this is not true at all, this is just a trick by the world government. Because a lot of things don't make sense!

But why? This is a secret room, she just swept it casually, and she saw many strange things in the past, which are not explained in ordinary history books, but there are obvious annotations on the book in her hand. But why didn't Meng's matter be explained clearly?

The history books of Wuqiguo are not like that, they have nothing to do with the world government and the Meng clan, and it is impossible to write indiscriminately.

"What are you looking at?"

A male voice suddenly appeared in his ears, his voice was very drunk, but the order of words was still clear.

Yang Xinmuzi's hairs stood up, she was startled, she took two steps back, and the man behind her pushed the big book on the ground into the bottom of the high cabinet, and then closed the cabinet door, and immediately twisted the key, and a set of movements were as smooth as a cloud.

"Leader-sama......"

Guangqi Wangshu slowly turned his head, his face was slightly red, and he was a little drunk.

"How did you find here?"

"That...... The side door to the document floor on the sixth floor is not closed!"

Scratching his head, Guangqi Wangshu seemed to be in pain, he let out a long sigh, was he already drunk when he came in just now? Since he forgot to close the door, he smiled bitterly and asked:

"You're Yang Xin Muzi, right?"

"Yes, Chief!"

Yang Xinmuzi lowered his hand, and there was nowhere to put his two hands. Guangqi Wangshu is the head of the world government and has the power to enter it, but she is different, she is only a major general, and it is a big crime to come in!

"What are you looking for?"

Guangqi Wangshu's tone was very light, and Yang Xinmuzi, who was leaning against the high cabinet, didn't dare to lie.

"I want to know the history of the last three hundred years. ”

"I heard you're writing a book?"

"Well, about history!"

"You shouldn't have come, young major general, you can't know too much. ”

"Chief, I'm sorry, this is not the place I should be, punish me!"

"No, you go, don't tell anyone you've been here, and don't continue to write your book, the subject you chose is not good!"

Yang Xinmuzi, who had finished the military salute, was about to leave, but when she heard the words about her book, she asked:

"Why, Lord?"

"Because what you write is what some people fear the most, and if you let the world see it, you will get yourself in trouble. ”

"But I feel that the Meng clan was wronged, and the Yanxuan clan was not actually destroyed by the Meng clan, right? Everything is a lie of Romet Draculapun. ”

"Say no more!"

Guangqi Wangshu scolded, he became extremely strict, looked at Yang Xin Muzi and said:

"You think you know a lot?"

Yang Xinmuzi, who was frightened, had tears in her eyes, in addition to being full of knowledge, she was just an ordinary person, and she couldn't help his scolding at all.

Yang Xinmuzi whispered:

"I'm a historian, don't I just want to expose the truth of history?"

Shaking his head, Wangshu's rough palm rubbed against his face.

Yang Xinmuzi is a historian, and historians should expose the truth of history, and let everyone know the real history, but the world has changed!

He always thought that the world government was just, selfless, and completely righteous, but the day before yesterday he went to the world of the Dust, and met with Rommet Draculapong, who persuaded him and explained his ambitions, Guangqi Wangshu nodded and agreed, saying that he would help him realize it, but when he came back, he began to meditate, pondering all the causes and consequences.

Guangqi Wangshu used to be happy because he was the head of the world government, he was happy that he could preside over the righteous path, but he didn't expect that he had always been someone else's puppet, he had to obey the orders of the Gumenji, and he had also thought about resisting and wanted to know the truth. Now that he knew the truth, he had to bury his rebellion deep in his brain.

"Major General, you still know too little. ”

When Guangqi Wangshu shook his head, Yang Xinmuzi said excitedly:

"No! I know a lot, I think it is very likely that Romet Draculapong is alive, and it is very likely that he is the master's master! The star god will wait for the next person to summon after the death of his master, and the three-star god of Romande Drapun's three-star god is the 'secret of longevity', there have been many strong people with three star gods in the past three hundred years, but no one has ever summoned it, do you think I am right?

"You're right, but this world is no longer a world where whoever says it right succeeds. You know too much, you're going to bring trouble to yourself!"

"But what I'm saying is the truth!"

"What you just said will also appear in your book?"

"Well, it will appear on the title page of the book. ”

Yang Xinmuzi is very proud, writers are always very happy when they mention their books, their books are their brainchild, they are their children!

Guangqi Wangshu hesitated, he sat on the ground suddenly, Yang Xin Muzi knew too much, should he do it and eradicate the person in front of him? He tried his best to suppress himself, and put his hands under his legs.

"Leader-sama......"

Yang Xin Muzi called him, Guangqi Wangshu raised his head and said to her:

"Can you listen to my advice and stop publishing books?"

Shaking his head, literati are always high, not because they claim to be the best in the world, but because they know many things that ordinary people never pay attention to.

"Impossible! I will go to Wuqiguo to find the truth of history!"

Yang Xinmuzi put on his high heels in a panic and said timidly:

"Goodbye, Chief!"

When she took a few steps, Guangqi Wangshu's shadow suddenly appeared behind her, and the burly figure enveloped Yang Xin Muzi, who was cold, and the two braids slowly turned, and when Yang Xin Muzi turned around, he saw a sinister face. The three stars in Guangqi Wangshu's chest lit up, and he raised his hand, and then fell suddenly.

Guangqi Wangshu's heart was twisted, and his face was hideous, like a blackened character in the story.

I told you not to publish a book because I was afraid that you would be targeted by Gu Mensi, what is the use of knowing so much? Even if I, the Luo God admired by thousands of people, am vulnerable in front of them, what capital do you have to be so arrogant? Don't dream, they have been precipitated for three hundred years, how can you disrupt the plan?

Guangqi Wangshu's brain was running at high speed, and with anger in his eyes, he smashed a knife into the back of the girl's head. He hated, hated Yang Xinmuzi for not listening to him, he was for her good, but she was still stubborn! Why? Why? Why? No matter how righteous people are, there is a dark side in their hearts, he has been precipitating for too long, and while he is drunk, he completely releases the evil ghost in his heart.

The darkness was monstrous, and Yang Xin Muzi had no power to fight back. The bottom line of what she thought was just that she was young and ignorant, her eyes were dark, her body collapsed to the ground, and she had no chance to regret it!

It would be nice if she promised Guangqi Wangshu not to publish a book again, but that unyielding spirit hurt her.

After cleaning up the mess, Guangqi Wangshu locked the entrance door on the sixth floor, put Yang Xin Muzi in front of him, and then disappeared in place, he made a mistake, and he escaped like a novice criminal.

Later, Yang Pu went crazy and made a fuss at the World Government Headquarters, and he questioned, questioning, questioning, who hurt Yang Xin Muzi? Which brute was the one who hit so hard? He never dreamed that that person would be the head of the world government that he revered.

"Get out of here!"

His frantic voice echoed in Voddevdo, and no one answered him, but many generals mocked him.

"It's hard to come back and make this one?"

"Want to catch everyone's attention?"

"Probably on purpose. ”

Everyone said that Yang Xinmuzi's purpose was impure, and she triggered the inscription of the eighth layer, which she deserved for her crimes, and her mother's purpose was not pure! In the gossip, Yang Pu had no choice, he picked up Yang Xin Muzi's petite and gentle body, and slowly left with tears.

He turned his back to the building of the headquarters of the world government, and the flag floating in the air had become a bubble in his heart.

He also made an agreement with Yang Xinmuzi yesterday, saying that he would go to Iceland in the future and find a place to live in troubled times. Later, she wrote books, and he maintained law and order, and lived a stable life from then on. But who would have thought that now she was lying in Yangpu's arms, and she couldn't wake up. What about the rest of the promises?

Yang Pu walked away, the blood on the back of Yang Xinmuzi's head dripped on the ground, he stopped and bandaged her simply, and when he made a fuss, no one took care of the woman whose face was getting paler and paler. Yang Pu took off his military jacket and threw them on the ground, leaving footprints on his white coat from his boots.

It was a long noon, but Yang Pu couldn't tell what was going on, he only knew that he was going to lose the person he loved. He carried her for a long time, through a plain, to the largest port of the world government, and carried her on the ship, Yang Pu wanted to leave, but where should he go now? Without Yang Xinmuzi, he became decadent again.

The two-meter-tall man stood at the bow of the boat with a wheelless skateboard, and he looked at Yangpu with the concerned gaze of a master.

"Yangpu, have you discovered the darkness of the world government? They are hiding the truth......

"Needless to say. ”

Yang Pu's voice was a little hoarse, he didn't drink, but he was drunk, drunk for the world. The world is based on darkness to produce a disgusting liquor of death.

Yang Pu, who was holding Yang Xinmuzi, was full of hatred and confusion. What he has been holding on to has dissipated, and the ideals he has held on to for more than ten years are gone!

"I used to think I was a good person, but it doesn't seem to be, teacher, take me where I need to go. ”

Yang Pu held out his hand to Romilox, who nodded. My only apprentice, I risked my life across the mountains and seas to find you, just to take you out of the way, you suffer for me, what if I take risks for you?