has always been to prevent thieves from the outside world from entering, but as everyone knows, it is often the last thief who hides among his own people who is the most terrifying.

With so many people, how could he find the culprit hidden among more than 3,000 people? How can I find it?

Among the three thousand disciples, it is really difficult to find such a person.

Moreover, this person who has done bad things has been at ease with all kinds of search traces of Kun Shen Mountain for more than two years, and he has never been discovered, and he is obviously extremely means.

How could he have found him out earlier?

This is the most troublesome thing recently, it is clear that the past years are the feeling of running fast, but in the recent times, I feel that time has become extremely slow, as if I have deliberately slowed down the pace-

Actually, no, as the saying goes, happy times are always extremely short, and it is precisely because of this time that I have lived too painfully.

So, in his feelings, the time turned out to be so long, and it was precisely because of this endless pain and fear that he was so uncomfortable.

And things are so painful, the crisis has not lessened, but has become more and more serious, and this time, even if he is anxious, he has not found a way to alleviate the crisis.

He turned his head, and on the ground in the center of the room, there were faint stripes showing up, ancient words, also ancient patterns, bright red colors appeared, and a treacherous light showed Ali.

After a few flashes, the pattern finally disappeared.

And under this pattern, dozens of books appeared, stacked together, but each one was so clearly old, and the dust on it was so distinct and clear.

Venerable Yuxi didn't care about the dust on it, it was no longer the same as before, so he walked up directly and began to look for it......

Yes, there must be, he is very sure in his heart, he remembers that when he was a child, he heard the teachings of his master, and it seems that he wrote down some things casually, and there are too many things written down over the years, but he remembers this matter very clearly.

A vague shadow, but that shadow, because it was extremely special, left an extremely deep impression on his heart.

Therefore, he was rummaging like this now, trying to find something in this mess that would bring him closer to the truth, and time was so urgent that the movements at hand could not be paused in the slightest.

Among the piles of books, there were also Master's notes, and he had to find them quickly.

When he came, it was daytime, slowly, he found night, and then slowly it was late at night.

It's not just about finding a specific book, it's about rummaging through a lot of it, and that's why it's a huge task.

However, even if he was tired, this was almost the pressure of burying the entire Kunshen Mountain, and he still couldn't pause in the slightest.

Now, in his mind, there are only these two words, which seem to be beating characters, and they keep flickering, and that is-

The truth, that's right, is the truth, and he has to find the truth.

In any case, it is necessary to find the truth.

The more clues there are, the more likely it is to get closer to the final truth.

His eyes were already very tired, but he didn't stop, he had already rummaged through too many books in this whole pile, even if he hadn't found them yet, he was encouraging himself-

It's okay, it's okay.

Since they have not been found, it means that among the books that have not been found, they have been excluded.

Now that they've been ruled out, the options left are just getting fewer and fewer.

Since he was sure that the relevant information must be in this pile of books, he should be able to find it anyway.

Finally,Just when his eyes were about to be tired of protesting,He finally found it.,It's already habitual to make the action of throwing it away.,After throwing the altered book out.,It seems to remember something.,It's also triggered the memory.,So I turned my head and found the book back.。

When you hold it in your hand, it really feels like you've found a treasure.

This is the altered book he has been using for many years, how many years ago?

It's been too many years, so in retrospect, it's just a vague shadow.

Originally, the soul people would never forget what they had experienced in their lives, but that was only theoretical.

In fact, by the time he had survived several tribulations, he had already lost some of his memories, many of which were from a long time ago.

However, fortunately, fortunately, although he has forgotten too much of the past, this incident has always been in his heart, and even when he survived the catastrophe, it was not damaged.

That's how he discovered the clues that had been revealed before.

In fact, Master is right, everything is caused by the factor of chance, and he is indeed deeply affected by the factor of chance.

Isn't it an extremely happy result in front of his eyes?

His heart was beating as fast as it seemed to be out of control, and nothing could stop it from its unstoppable tendency.

Knock knock knock......

He opened the notebook in his hand and rummaged through the entire notebook, which was already old and yellowed at the edges.

People are always like this, for themselves have been looking forward to something for a long time, and it is something that has been painstakingly searching, and finally it has arrived, which is quite bitter and sweet, and when it really arrives, it is inevitable that the psychology is so apprehensive.

His mind was already tired.

There are so many books, it is still very old, naturally it is not so easy to recall, part of the memory, is already confused, lost, and vague, I really have to think about it, I'm afraid I don't know when it will be.

Therefore, he directly started to look at it again, no matter for whom, this is an extremely huge project, and it is precisely because of this that he naturally needs a lot of time.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes, finally not giving himself much time to rest.

After taking a deep breath, he still put his eyes on the notebook.

Looking at it page by page, there are many traces of his childhood. Alter the book,The reason why it's a scribble book,Because in addition to recording the things in life,He also added paintings.,The paintings that he scribbled haphazardly.。

Sometimes it's a snail, sometimes it's an epiphany, sometimes it's a bug caught lazily during practice......

Time is gone, he is no longer young, these ancient things, but reproduce the colorful colors of life.

His past, his irreplaceable childhood. All of them were sealed in a very special way.

It's just that for him now, he really has no intention of appreciating his "masterpiece".

He clearly remembered that he had recorded a lot of things in the past. In this way, there really are no clues, but from beginning to end, there must be important clues.

In the vague silhouette of memory,The corners of this sub-book,Now it seems to coincide seamlessly.。

…… He did not admit his mistake.

After turning the page 222, in front of his eyes was a full page of text—

Although the characters are crooked, they are still a little casual, immature and casual, but the handwriting is obviously not that important.

At this time, isn't the most important thing the information itself?

Other unimportant forms, as the carrier of recorded information, the text, as long as it can be read and understood, are obviously not so important.