Jiang Futing didn't pay much attention to their careful thoughts, and when they reached the first floor, they returned to their previous stereotypical appearance and walked out expressionlessly.

It was only when he passed by the curly-haired girl that he paused, and whispered a reminder in the girl's ear, "Don't move, you have ash behind you." ”

The girl probably didn't even think that this person who didn't dare to blaspheme would take the initiative to talk to her, and she was obedient immediately, and immediately didn't dare to move.

Jiang Futing raised his hand and casually patted her on the back of her neck twice.

His hands were already very cold, and the cold became more and more obvious in the spring, when the heating had just been turned off and it was still a little cool.

The girl reflexively trembled on the spot, but because of her thin skin, she was reserved, and even her back burned from her waist and abdomen to the roots of her ears like a fire.

Jiang Futing clicked until he arrived, and sure enough, he only slapped it twice, then withdrew his hand, and kindly advised by the way: "Now that it is clean, pay more attention to things in the future." ”

His habitual tone of instruction made her brain already a messy curly-haired girl, and she was directly more confused, regardless of the south, east, west, and north.

She subconsciously responded again and again, thanked her by the way, blushed so much that she couldn't lift it, and dragged her friend to pull her legs and run.

Jiang Futing watched the backs of the two leaving, walked out of the office building unhurriedly, and looked down at the black gas that was still lingering on the tips of his fingers.

He looked down and sniffed, there was a bit of a fishy smell, it was not a ghost, but a dead breath.

And this dead air looks a little powerful, he looked up at the place where the talisman was hidden at the door of the office building, this talisman had stopped Luo Zhiqiu at the beginning, and the dead aura on this girl's body had no effect in the slightest.

Staying in your own hands, you can still do nothing.

Did this girl go somewhere she shouldn't be, or did she offend someone?

The slender fingertips rubbed, and the surging power swallowed up the black gas in the blink of an eye, Jiang Futing clapped his hands with some disgust, and then walked to the parking lot without changing his face, as if nothing had happened.

Because the matter of passing through the yin is more special, Jiang Futing does not dare to do it casually at home, so every time he passes the yin, he will go to Lin Ziqing's, and after a long time, the two have reached a tacit understanding.

As long as Jiang Futing doesn't have anything special to tell him to come to the door directly, Lin Ziqing will consciously take out the candles hoarded at home and light them for him.

This also caused Lin Ziqing to simply clean up a guest room and leave it for him to pass the shade, and the wardrobe in the guest room was for him to put candles.

The whole wardrobe is stuffed with white ash, if someone who doesn't know comes to visit, accidentally opens it and sees it, plus the curtains of the house are drawn airtightly, and the cold yin air is perennial, it is really scary at first glance.

And this time I hurriedly went down to the underworld, mainly because of the fragment, someone came to the bottom of the message, saying that a similar pattern was found in a library in the underworld.

Jiang Futing has been worried about this fragment for at least two years, but he has always found nothing.

That game account also swiped to level nineteen intermittently, but there was no more information about the fragments.

Even the strange phenomenon when I first came into contact with the game, it also did not appear again.

The only thing that is completely certain in the past two years is that the background of this game is completely based on reality, as soon as it is past 12 o'clock in the evening, everything that day will be immediately updated in the game, so timely that there is not even a delay of a second late.

As for the origin of the game, I have investigated it several times, and the game development company seems to be completely non-existent and cannot be traced.

As things stand, it can be said that this fragment is the only way to continue the exploration.

So as soon as there is definite relevant news, Jiang Futing will run down after throwing away his work, and then go to Bai Tang to walk around by the way.

He walked into Bai Tang's house with a familiar way, and the ghost at the door often saw him, and he was already quite familiar, and no one stopped him at all.

Jiang Futing had just arrived at the door of the study, and before he could step in, Bai Tang's reproach came out first: "Why did you come down again?" Running down every three or five times, the local government is fun! ”

"I've got something to do." Jiang Futing walked in calmly.

Bai Tang rolled his eyes at him from a bunch of copywriting: "Where did you come back and have nothing to do?" Relying on the excuse of the company's business to jump down every day, you are a fake public and private. ”

Jiang Futing was not polite to him at all, and sat down on the chair next to him, "Not this time." ”

Bai Tang pondered his every move in the past two years clearly, and when he saw that he actually refused to admit it, he came to the moment and closed the documents in his hand with a "snap", ready to 'take care of it', and pulled it over one by one.

"Okay, then I'll calculate with you, in the past two years, in order to satisfy your excuse to come down and wander, how much benefit you have come to the underworld to reap." Bai Tang said, really snapping his fingers, as if he was about to liquidate.

Jiang Futing didn't say a word, just tilted his head sideways and looked at him with those urgent and deep eyes.

"It's okay to kidnap some qualified ghost cultivators to work for you, and you also kidnapped some ghosts with dozens or hundreds of years of work experience, you don't know that the underworld itself lacks people!" Bai Tang complained with resentment.

Jiang Futing corrected it one by one: "It's not abduction, my method is reasonable and legal, it is called high-salary hiring, but the system in your own system is poor, and you can't retain talents." ”

Bai Tang almost fainted, and he never imagined that the little wolf cub he had raised would grab food with him one day in the future.

He continued to nod one and snapped a finger: "In addition to ghosts, how many resources have you pried off in the past two years?" Eat and wear, including some weapons, right! You little cub has a big appetite, and you haven't even let go of spirit beasts! ”

Jiang Futing: "Yin and Yang are originally one family, and one side is in trouble and all parties support it. ”

"What kind of support do you have to ask for the abduction of the spirit beast? Is the sky falling? ”

"The spirit beast is what it wants to follow."

"So blame you for being too handsome, right? Why didn't I notice you were so thick-skinned before? ”

Jiang Futing politely replied: "Senior brother taught well. ”

Bai Tang looked at the appearance of others, and silently recited the heart purification mantra in his heart a few times, so that he didn't let himself have a seizure on the spot.

Since the last fight with the evil spirit, this kid is completely out of character in front of him.

As bad as it can be, his company has greatly promoted friendly relations between people and the underworld.

But Bai Tang once wondered if he was trying his best to empty the resources of the underworld and put them all into his Jiang family's pocket.

After all, businessmen are all eaters who don't spit out bones......

But one day, Jiang Futing opened the bank app and checked the balance in front of him.

In short, it was money that he would never earn in his life.

And said that he also had a share.

Joke!!! Can a vulgar thing like money buy him casually?

Yes, of course.

This is not too much, Bai Tang turned a blind eye to everything.

So because he couldn't get along with the money, he chose to swallow it with humiliation.

Bai Tang waved his hand: "Don't talk about what you have or don't have, what are you doing this time?" What else do you want? ”

Jiang Futing didn't joke with him anymore, "It's related to fragments." ”

"Huh?" Bai Tang smiled, and his expression became much more serious: "When is the news?" How I haven't heard of it. ”

"I contacted the intranet, and it didn't take long to receive the message."

"Where did you find it?"

"This is just about to ask you, it's a place I haven't heard of." Jiang Futing took out his mobile phone and swiped it twice.

After two years of data collection and frequent visits, he can be said to be quite familiar with the knowledge of the underworld, but he has never heard of this place himself.

He showed Bai Tang the content of the text message.

Bai Tang leaned over his head and glanced at it casually, and the moment he saw what was written on it, his lazy figure suddenly froze, and his black pupils shrank involuntarily.

Although he had been carefully controlled, there was still surprise in his tone that could not be concealed: "Heart Pavilion Library? ”

Jiang Futing pressed the edge of the phone, and the screen immediately rolled back.

He turned his head, stared at Bai Tang, whose eyes were still a little sluggish, and said with certainty: "You know where it is." ”

To know is to know......

Bai Tang slowly came back to his senses, and his heart was still trapped in the uproar.

More than 20 years ago, after the war with the gods, most of the damned died, and even the kings of the underworld were wiped out a lot.

Originally, there were nineteen hells and nineteen mansions.

Now there are only six left.

That's right, there is another one that you forced yourself into.

And this Heart Pavilion Library was built in the Nineteen Prisons after the Great War.

At that time, after the restoration of heaven and earth, there was no god, and Lian Ni was nowhere to be found, and the gods and hells did not have much meaning of existence.

Bai Tang discussed with Yuerong and some of their mansions whether to seal up the Nineteen Prisons, and by the way, throw some forbidden books, or particularly important things, all in the Nineteen Prisons.

This is why there is the Heart Pavilion Library.

However, the Heart Pavilion Library is just an internal name between a few of them insiders, and outsiders don't even know that there is such a thing.

Could it be that time has passed, and which of them has rebelled?

As for the things in the Heart Pavilion that they had thrown into with their own hands, why didn't he remember that there was any information about this kind of fragment?

Bai Tang was quiet for two seconds, and even the wind was still.

He thought about it, and felt that instead of thinking about so many useless things, it was better to go and check it out for himself.

I don't know how many years no one has been in that godly hell, and it seems that it should be checked.

He paid attention and stood up: "Let's go, you can't go to that place by yourself, I'll take you there." ”

The weather in spring is often cloudy and sunny, and I often doze off, and the sun that can still shine on my body warmly can be covered by sudden dark clouds in the next second, and I am reluctant to show even half a ray of light.

At night, the temperature difference is already large, and it is covered with a thick layer of clouds, which directly isolates the outside temperature.

The lights of the streets are particularly bright in the dark and dreary middle of the night, like countless glowing dragons, crisscrossing the city, shining brightly.

From time to time, one or two drunk and unconscious people come out of the high-cost entertainment venues, hanging everywhere on the side of the road as if they were drying clothes, and there are many swarms of swarms who are not interested, singing inarticulate to the moon.

A girl with long curly hair staggered out of it.

Probably a little drunk, he couldn't even step on the road, and stumbled to the edge of the trash can.

Then he fell down with a poof, didn't have time to calibrate the position, and started to vomit directly at the edge of the trash can.

The girl is good-looking, and her makeup is even more beautiful and moving, even if she vomits to the six relatives and does not recognize her, near the door of the clubhouse, she doesn't know how many eyes are coveting her.

At one point, she felt like her stomach was going to run down the alcohol and carbohydrates out of her esophagus, and she vomited and retched all she had.

The girl pretended not to see the snot-like gaze behind her, took out a bag of tissues from her bag in anger, and wiped the vomit from the corners of her mouth and hair without pity.

The foundation on her face was wiped by her, and she could see the red marks caused by the capillaries that had been broken due to excessive force.

Probably because of the alcohol, she couldn't feel the sting pain of the wind on her face, and she barely put the paper ball in her hand into the basket in front of the trash can with three or five ghosts dangling in front of her.

Then the corners of her mouth hooked into a victorious smile, and she continued to stagger forward to steady her balance, and the hair hanging down her head silently concealed the sarcasm in her eyes.