Xiang Chen Liuling scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks and walked around the study, always feeling as if a long time had passed.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from inside the tunnel, followed by Blank's voice: "I'm back." ”

Xiang Chen Liuling hurriedly came to the entrance of the secret passage, and without waiting for her and Wu Qian to reach out to help, Blank himself quickly came out.

While patting the ashes on his body, he said: "This dark passage is very deep, and it goes down all the way to a basement. There are also several forks in the basement, which are a family tomb, an alchemy room, and a cultivation room for animals and plants. ”

"Uh...... There's no one in there? Xiang Chen Liuling asked.

Blanc shook his head: "No, but it looks clean, the animals and plants are still alive, and someone should always take care of them." I think it's the goddess who takes care of them. I'm afraid you're worried, so I didn't stay in it for long, so I took a rough look and came up. ”

"Well, since that's the case, then I'll go down and have a look!" Xiang Chen Liuling said that he wanted to drill in.

Blanc grabbed her: "I'll go down first, Wu Qian, you stay at the entrance of the secret passage and guard, if there is any situation, shout loudly, and you can hear some outside sounds below." ”

Wu Qian nodded: "Okay, I know." Be careful down there, too. ”

Blanc nodded, went down to the entrance again, illuminated the dark passage, and turned around to support Xiang Chen Liuling, and said softly: "Be careful of your step." ”

Xiang Chen Liuling held his hand, his face was slightly red, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was reluctant to accept the warmth. Hummed awkwardly, and secretly reminded himself: Don't be a nymphomaniac!

Following in Blank's footsteps, I walked down a little bit by the faint light, and I didn't go far before I noticed that the front was brighter. Xiang Chen Liuling was stunned for a moment, and then figured it out, it should be that Blank turned on the light below after going down just now, so it was so bright.

The sound of footsteps echoed in my ears, and after walking for a while, my front suddenly opened up, and there were crystal lamps on all four walls, colorful and dazzling and psychedelic. In the middle is a large fur rug with a table made from the roots of a giant tree.

Above the table is an intricately shaped candlestick, around which are placed several wooden saucers, in which are placed a variety of different types of air-dried plants, exuding a faint fragrance that resists the dampness and musty smell of the basement.

A few cushions made of burlap of different colors, the cushions looked fluffy, as if they had not been made for a long time, or that no one had used them.

Behind the carpet is a huge desk, behind which is a wall of books and literature, and some quirky ornaments.

Xiang Chen Liuling walked towards the desk while looking, and there were a few animal calls faintly coming from a room next to him, thinking that it was the cultivation room that Blank said.

In such a place, hearing these movements at first glance made Xiang Chen Liuling's hairs stand on end. Shivering silently, he continued to walk to the desk.

There is a lamp on the desk, and various books and notes are arranged in an orderly manner on the table.

Xiang Chen Liuling walked to the wide leather chair next to the table, reached out and wiped the chair with his fingertips, and looked at his fingers again.

There is no dust on the chair and it looks like it is often used.

She walked over to the chair and sat down, tapping her hands lightly on the armrests of the chair, looking the place up and down, left and right.

"Wow...... If I were to sit alone in this place, I would have chills in my vest and be scared to death! I always feel so eerie! Xiang Chen Liuling said loudly as if talking to himself.

Blank stood sideways at the table, smiled and nodded, and said to himself: Even if he is himself, he will not like to stay in such a place.

After sitting for a while, Xiang Chen Liuling reached out and pulled open the drawer on the desk. There are either pen and paper in the drawer, or useless knick-knacks. After rummaging through several drawers in a row, I finally found a diary in one of the drawers.

This diary is quite thick and looks a little old!

"Oh my God! I didn't expect someone to use this kind of handwritten diary! Xiang Chen Liuling put the notebook on the table with great difficulty, and felt that the items on the table were shaking.

Blanc also cast a surprised look, this book is more than the width of a palm, how many years has this been recorded!?

Xiang Chen Liuling flipped through it casually, and soon found that there was not just one person's handwriting on this diary, but the handwriting of several people. The content of the record is not that mood or anything, but when there is an "event", it will be recorded in detail.

Closing the book, Xiang Chen Liuling glanced at the spine of the book, which said "Started with 3512", with a dash at the back, and the blank space behind it was not added.

What does that mean? Could it be that this is the date on which this diary begins? According to this line of thought, Xiang Chen Liuling hurriedly flipped through the diary and found that it was indeed the case!

Putting down the diary, Xiang Chen Liuling got up and looked back at the bookshelf behind him, and found that there were two or three books on the bookshelf that were very similar to this diary, and the earliest age could be traced back to the year 3218 of the honeysuckle calendar! Xiang Chen Liuling remembered that the last time Wu Qian's father's autopsy report had a time, it was 3596 in the honeysuckle calendar.

In this way, these diaries have recorded more than 300 years of history! This is simply a living ancient book! If you are engaged in historical research, you will probably be happy if you come across this kind of diary!

Although Xiang Chen Liuling is not engaged in historical research, he is still happy! Hurriedly took off his shoes and climbed onto the chair, stepped on the armrest of the chair, stood on tiptoe, and wanted to take the diary from the shelf.

Blanc, who was on the side, heard the movement, hurriedly turned around, and spread his arms, lest Xiang Chen Liuling not stand firm and fall off the chair.

Xiang Chen Liuling, who was originally standing firmly, lowered his eyelids, and found that Blanc was looking up at her worriedly, making a posture ready to catch her at any time, panicked, grabbed the earliest diary with one hand, and just said, "I'm fine." With a whoosh, my feet slipped, and my body lost its center of gravity.

Blank stood just right at this angle and took Xiang Chen Liuling firmly in his hand.

"Be careful." Blank buried his head in Xiang Chen Liuling's ear and whispered.

Xiang Chen Liuling was so panicked that he held the diary with both hands in front of him, revealing a pair of big eyes from behind the diary, and blinked vigorously.

She didn't dare to speak, for fear that as soon as she spoke, her heart, which had jumped to her throat, would jump out.

Blank pursed the corners of his mouth to draw a charming arc, and then lightly placed Xiang Chen Liuling on the chair, as easily as a doll.

Xiang Chen Liuling peeked at Blank, and said secretly in his heart: This guy is really powerful! Obviously he doesn't look like a muscular man at all.

"Miss, where did you sprain? Do you want me to rub it for you? Blank tilted his head and looked at Xiang Chen, whose face was flushed, and asked softly.

This question surprised Xiang Chen Liuling, she hurriedly shook her head, held the diary with both hands, stared at the diary with both eyes, and secretly exclaimed.

Yes! What was I thinking!? Look at the diary! Look at the diary!