At the same time, a very large and empty room was filled with various shelves of books, which were all rare editions of ancient books from the underworld, and each floor had to have the corresponding permission to enter.

Now Mo Yu no longer has the authority, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the library of this underworld, so he still relied on He Wei to brush his face all the way in.

He Wei was also a figure in the underworld back then, although he is a little downtrodden now, his connections back then are still there, such as the little ghost Yunxiang who guarded the library, who coveted him for a long time, and for example, the male ghost Tian Ding, who has been practicing under Zhong Kui for hundreds of years and has not turned positive, is also quite attached to him.

But He Wei thinks he is a good ghost who is clean and self-conscious, and he never hooks up with these people, but his mouth is sweeter when he has something, and he is really a gentleman in the ghost world who is very sentimental and disciplined.

At this time, the gentleman of the ghost world was dozing off against the row of ancient bookshelves, and his head clicked from time to time, if it weren't for Mo Yu's insistence on checking any information at this point, he would probably have fallen asleep, why is it like this?

There is also a bucket of love popcorn sent by Yun Xiang next to it, which leisurely exudes the fragrance of hooking the ghost's heart.

But the person buried in the pile of materials didn't seem to feel anything at all, and looked through the materials with a pure heart.

The underworld is actually quite bright, and there is no such thing as day and night, and it is not like the legend that the sky is blood-red, or dark and chaotic.

In good conscience, the order of the underworld is not bad, at least, the order of the orderly half of the underworld is very good, of course, thanks to the sixth mansion, the weather in the underworld is also good, thanks to the underworld Yan Jun.

That Yan Jun is also a wonderful, the original dungeon is indeed drowsy and dreary, this Yan Jun has seen thousands of years, and he doesn't feel bored, one day, he looked at the gray sky, inexplicably felt irritable, so he made a copy of the sun to hang in the sky, shining without heat, exuding pure underworld ghosts.

At this moment, the light of the false sun fell through the window lattice and fell between the man's cold eyebrows, which made the man show a bit of isolation and elegance for no reason.

I also know that this underground library is not a popular place, and at the moment, only the sound of the person's fingertips swiping the pages of the book slides into the air.

For some reason, He Wei didn't know when she stopped dozing meaninglessly, leaned there and looked at Mo Yu quietly, with a smile on the corner of her lips and soft eyebrows.

With a wave of his hand, the row of books floating in front of him were all put into the bookshelf by himself, he walked a few steps, changed to another shelf, ran his fingers across the spine of the books in front of him, frowned and thought about it, and then started to click on the ebony bookshelf again, and when he landed, the whole row of books automatically flew out again, lined up in front of him, and automatically turned the pages after his eyes swept over.

Those very mutilated runes flashed and floated in his mind, where Mo Amnesty was located was the spell information collected by the underworld for thousands of years, and the information in the library of the underworld was really complete, after all, all living beings had to come to the underworld to report after death, what spell runes, secret book exercises, clan classics, royal secrets, there are really how many here.

"Have you checked what I asked you to check?"

He Wei was still in the fugue, and when he heard the man's question, he subconsciously smiled, and then his brain began to turn, and said: "I checked, the life of the ninth generation is rich, and it should be the life of the Nandou Yixing, he had supported a country in his previous life, and the star official in the sky promised him to be rich in the tenth life, and this life is also lined up in the life book of our underworld." It's just this fate, three points of heaven and seven points of people, tsk, who knows? ”

Yes, yesterday Mo Yu sent a message asking him to check Lin Fan's life, although I didn't know what happened at the time, but He Wei has always stood on the side of Mo Yu, not to mention that this is not a great difficulty, so I immediately checked it.

This check is terrible, and it is a fateful soul, these fateful souls are like a pile, one after another, which is quite rare in the underworld, after all, these fateful souls are quite rare at any time, and suddenly such a brain pops up, which is really a bit extraordinary.

What's even more strange is that in the gossip circle some time ago in the underworld, there was also another news of a fateful soul, which is said to be a ninth-generation killer, but in this life, I don't know what happened to be changed and died early, but the soul did not come to the underworld to report. He Wei also listened to it at that time, and sighed at the impermanence of the next world.

I thought that Lin Fan said in front of Bai Tang that the words of the successor of the Heavenly Master Sect to give him the order were coaxed to play with Bai Tang, but now it seems to be true, the prohibition in Lin Fan's soul must also be the hand of the Heavenly Master Sect, and Lin Fan's spiritual wisdom and spirit should be problematic when he returned for no reason, but Lin Fan himself seems to know this problem, and has already invited a monk from the human world to deal with it, and it is inconvenient for him to interfere more, that person thinks that he doesn't want Bai Tang to worry, so he doesn't want to tell Bai Tang, and Mo Yu doesn't say much.

can make people change their souls so much, naturally they are not ordinary people, but they didn't expect it to be another ninth-generation fateful soul.

Mo Yu said: "The frequency of fate chaos has been a bit high recently. ”

He Wei nodded and agreed: "Yes, didn't the Tiandifu Gossip Entertainment Party break out about the Ninth World Killer a few days ago, it's really not normal, you should be careful when you do things, don't capsize in the gutter." ”

Mo Yu also took this to heart, thinking of the man who fought with him last night, and he couldn't help but feel unconcerned.

And the frequency of the appearance of this fateful soul is really wrong, according to the analysis of the big data accumulated by the underworld for thousands of years, this kind of fateful soul usually does not appear in a pile, and I don't know if it is a coincidence.

Mo Yu couldn't help but think of that mysterious opponent again, as well as the extraordinary aura on his body, he had rearranged the cultivation list in City A, and there were no rookies who had sprung up, and those who were a little Taoist were also honestly staying in their own nests, which meant that this person who could fight him was an outsider.

This information turned around in Mo Yu's mind, and he was immediately temporarily suppressed by him, concentrating on turning the book, the pages in front of him turned by themselves, the formation patterns on Xiao Qin Mountain were really incomplete, Mo Yu compared the hundreds of formations in his mind, and did not find one that could match, if there was no match in the collection of the library in this prefecture, then the source of this formation was worth scrutinizing.

After all, there is only one place where the cultivation methods and formation secret techniques are rarely recorded in the underworld.

Moreover, the soul of Ayan, who was forcibly cut off, and the large number of ghosts who did not report to the city of vain, and the soul of Yu Wei who was implanted with resentment...... It's as if there's a hand pushing behind it.

At this moment, Mo Yu suddenly received the information of Fu Bird, and a little ghost found out the whereabouts of the Taoist priest who took Lin Fan Linghuilu a few days ago.

However, according to what the little ghost said, the Taoist priest appeared on Xiling Street, and they only dared to follow from a distance, and did not dare to get too close, only to see that the Taoist priest seemed to have a conflict with a person, and they didn't know later.

That young Taoist priest would never have the ability to withdraw his soul and change his soul, such a delicate work, he would never be able to do it without great ability, there must be that mysterious person behind this matter, Mo Yu felt that he needed to go and see it.

His eyes swept over the books that still had many shelves, and then looked at He Wei.

He Wei immediately stood up straight and said defensively: "Don't say that you want me to turn it over, don't do it!" ”

Mo Yu stretched out his hand to gather his energy, put a few strokes on the ground, posed with the traces of the broken formation, and said to He Wei: "You are not very proficient in the formation, just check the lines, I will thank you if you find it." ”

He Wei made a bitter face and said, "It's easy to say other things, this flip book..... It's really hard to be strong. ”

He didn't like to read books when he was a child, and even the ghost magic on his body was forced to reluctantly cultivate, so as not to be ridiculed by the ghosts.

What can make him hesitate a little is the sentence "There must be heavy thanks"!

Looking at the man again, the man just stood coldly, didn't speak, just looked at him with a pair of dark eyes, He Wei's heart moved for no reason, and the ghost sent the god to respond, and said: "Okay, okay, you go, I'll turn it." ”

Since that incident, this person is the only one who can find him in this vast underworld, and everyone else has been cut off by him, either actively or passively, and he is the only one who can stand side by side with him in this netherworld.

That being the case, he has something to ask for, so why should he shirk it?

Mo Yu smiled at him very lightly and shallowly, and said, "Ah Wei, thank you very much. ”

This voice of Ah Wei was like the only true light in the Netherworld, cutting through thorns and thorns, shining a bright path in the boundless silence in his heart.

He Wei also smiled and said, "Thank you, between us, don't talk about this." ”

Mo Yu didn't say anything more, and flashed out of the underworld library.