There was something wrong with the corpse's heart, and it seemed that something bad was lodged in it.

It's not a living thing, it's something like weird, but it doesn't feel weird, otherwise, the moment he releases his spirit, he would have noticed it, and he wouldn't have noticed anything strange after letting the spirit enter the corpse.

Spirituality swept around the heart.

(This is...... Seal? No, it should be an engraving. ）

A squeeze of resentment was engraved in the corpse's heart, invisible to the naked eye, was it the mark left by his murderer?

Yes, he was sure, for he felt the same resentment from this corpse, albeit very faintly.

Ye Xuan's brows furrowed, and there was a question in his heart, he was wondering whether this mark was there before he died, or after he died.

"Hey, Ye Xuan, I think I've found a clue about my father." Lan Xun's voice reached his ears.

Ye Xuan got up and looked at Lan Xun, who was holding a diary and a white letter in his hand.

Ye Xuan stepped forward and asked, "Did you find something?"

"I found the letter my father sent to He Tian, as well as He Tian's diary." Basket said.

"Letters and diaries?" Ye Xuan looked at the envelope in Lan Xun's hand, it was exactly the same as the one his uncle had left for Lan Xun, and it had not been opened, which meant that no one had read the contents yet.

Ye Xuan moved his gaze to the diary in Lan Xun's hand, to be precise, the diary in his other hand.

Diaries are very common styles, and you can see a lot of them in small bookstores, and there is a name "He Tian" in the name item at the bottom of the diary.

This is He Tian's diary, and it seems that he has the habit of writing a diary every day.

Ye Xuan's expression was slightly dark, and he took the diary from Lan Xun's hand and said, "Take this diary and the letter in your hand together."

"Huh, why?" Lan Xun asked.

“……… There may also be clues about your father. Ye Xuan casually made up a reason.

Then, Ye Xuan opened the diary in his hand, and Lan Xun leaned over and looked at the diary.

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"When: February 26, Weather: Eye

Today is an important day, I got together with a few friends and decided to do something big, enough to change our lives, so that a few of us can have "extraordinary" power, just like that Lan Yi. ”

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"When: March 1, Weather: Cloudy

The ceremony has been prepared, and the location is set in an abandoned cemetery on the outskirts of the city, where it will be successful, and it will be .........! ”

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"When: March 2, Weather: light rain

Today is the day of the ceremony, and I'm a little nervous, if we fail, we're all going to die...... However, if I succeed, I will be on top of humanity! ”

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"When: March 4, Weather: Heavy rain

Failed, failed, failed.................. The ritual failed!! ”

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"Time: March 6, Weather: Eye

I can feel that my body is getting worse day by day, and it is descending at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, is this the consequence of the failure of the ritual........."

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"When: March 7, Weather: Eye

Last night I had a dream in which I saw a black giant more than twenty meters tall, quietly watching me. ”

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"When: March 8, Weather: Cloudy

Lan Yi sent me a letter today, but I didn't care at all, and now my body has shrunk a lot............"

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"When: March 10, Weather: Cloudy

For some reason, I've been thinking about that black giant in my mind for the past few days, and I can't forget it. ”

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"When: March 11, Weather: Cloudy

Yesterday I dreamed of that black giant again............"

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"When: March 13, Weather: moderate rain

Yes! Yes!! Actually...... It's actually like this, the ceremony, the ritual was successful, and the "Wraith King" was successfully summoned, but ...... But why, why didn't the Wraith King give me "extraordinary" powers!! ”

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"When: March 14, weather: cloudy

The Wraith King is completely out of control, it will kill the people who summoned it one by one, and then start slaughtering the civilians of the city, and we will become sinners through the ages. ”

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"Time: March 15, Weather: Eye

The premonition of death is getting closer and closer, I have already thought about it, my death is nothing, but I must not let the innocent ordinary people in the city be killed, fortunately, I still have a ritual that can send the "Wraith King", I drew it on the diary, hoping that the next person to get the diary can send the "Wraith King" and eliminate my crimes.

By the way, there are four people who summoned the "Resentful Spirit King" with me, namely: Dongchuan, Yamanaka, Zhao Qiyi, and Yuan Shi. ”

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"When: March 16, Weather: Cloudy

Today may be the last time I write a diary, after more than ten days of investigation, I deduced a fact that makes me feel desperate, we have a traitor, the reason why the "Wraith King" will get out of control is also caused by him, I am afraid that that person has an even more terrifying conspiracy ............! ”

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"Time: None, Weather: Unknown

Here it is, "it" has entered my house, and I feel terrified......... Ah, it's so close...... In the last sentence, this is not a "thing" that people can overcome, don't think about defeating "it"!! ”

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Ye Xuan's hand turning the page paused slightly, and turned to the back, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, the back pages were torn off, I don't know who tore them off!

Who tore it? Are they not the first to discover? No, if it was an unrelated person, it would not have been possible to tear off the next few pages, or the pages that clearly read the repatriation ceremony of the "Wraith King".

Is it those four people? There is a great possibility that no, it should be the traitor among the five, who is the culprit of everything.

If nothing else...... Maybe it was a lot trickier than he imagined, just the "Resentful Spirit King", he could assert that "it" must be a third-level existence, and he would definitely not be able to do it now.

Closing the diary, Ye Xuan's pupils became as deep as a deep valley, but it was only for a moment.