After Shen Jiang became famous, he obviously wrote a lot less diaries, but even so, judging from the records of the dozen or so pages in the book.

Shen Jiang was extremely satisfied with his life at that time, and there was a sense of happiness in his words, that is, during that time, his calligraphy had made amazing progress.

But everything, on the page that Shen Ming opened newly, there was a change again, and the handwriting on that page was very sloppy, as if it was written by a person after being drunk.

"I was in a bad mood, and in the morning Ya'er suddenly fell to the ground, and I asked the best doctor in the city to see me, but ......"

"Why, why does God always play tricks on the people around me like this, my father is like this, Master is like this, and now even Ya'er is the same, maybe even ...... in the future"

"No, there must be a way, I will definitely find a way to cure Ya'er's disease. ”

Judging from the records in the diary, Zhou Ya seems to have an extremely difficult disease, and even Shen Jiang, who was known as the number one in the world at that time, could not do anything.

Shen Ming continued to flip back, and the time interval recorded in the back was a little long, and the occasional record was only a few strokes, a simple sentence or two.

"Doctor Zhou can't ......"

"There is no way for the Holy Hand of Qin to ......"

"Can you only go to him as an opponent?"

"I didn't expect that even he, the world's number one miracle doctor, couldn't do anything, what should I do? What about Ya'er's illness?"

"Hate, hate, hate!"

From between the lines of Shen Jiang's words, Shen Ming could feel Shen Jiang's sense of helplessness, and in order to cure Zhou Ya's illness, he even went to find his former opponent.

Shen Ming turned a new page with a heavy heart.

"Gone, left, Ya'er left me forever seven days ago, my heart is dead, I wanted to leave with Ya'er, but Ya'er persuaded me that the little soul is still young and needs someone to take care of it. ”

This page clearly records Zhou Ya's death, Shen Ming looked at the front of him, and roughly estimated the time, from the onset of the disease to the death, it was about three years.

During this period, Shen Jiang, who is the number one in the world, should have used all his connections and tried all kinds of methods, but he still failed to save Zhou Ya.

After that page of the diary, Shen Jiang did not write a diary for a long time, and the time of the next page was already three years later.

"It's been three years, and I still often think of Ya'er's appearance in my dreams, and these three years are thanks to the company of the little soul, otherwise I really don't know what I look like now......"

"Watching the little soul grow up day by day, the worry in my heart is also deepening day by day......

"I'm scared...... Yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Ya'er's illness will appear on the little soul again. ”

"No...... Plan ahead, the way is ...... There must be a cure for this disease in this world, and I will definitely find it. ”

"Who am I, I'm the best in the world, I will definitely be able to find it!"

Looking at the record in the diary, Shen Ming frowned slightly, it seemed that Zhou Ya's strange disease could be inherited, and this kind of thing was undoubtedly a bad thing for anyone.

Shen Ming took a deep breath and turned a new page.

Really.

"It's coming, the same disease is coming again, and recently the little soul has been complaining to me that he has no strength and is soft. ”

"I know that the disease is coming again, and Ya'er was like this before the disease. ”

"Time, time is running out, I have to find a cure for this disease. ”

Shen Ming continued to flip down, and the handwriting on the back was already full of murderous and violent.

"Damn! Damn! After so many years, he still hasn't found a cure for this disease, the divine doctor, he still dares to call himself a divine doctor with this medical skill!"

"Waste, rice buckets, kill, kill, kill!"

Seeing this, Shen Ming couldn't help frowning, judging from the meaning revealed between the lines of Shen Jiang's words, Shen Jiang at this time seemed to be a little enchanted.

Shen Ming flipped through it again, and the diary behind him confirmed his guess, and the handwriting on the diary was all red.

"Die, die, Ya'er who couldn't cure me back then, after so many years, I still can't cure the little soul, then you can give them a funeral!"

"I killed another person who deceived the world and stole his name, and I was really happy......"

"The ink made of their blood and the words written are really pleasing to the eye. ”

Seeing this, Shen Ming was already 100% sure that Shen Jiang had completely fallen into the devil and lost his mind because of the strange disease on the little soul.

Such a person is extremely crazy, and you don't know what crazy actions he will make in order to achieve his goals.

"I'm in a bad mood today, I've killed someone!"

"Today, an old friend came to the door and killed a person who deceived the world and stole his name to add to the fun!"

"The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of murder, the moonlight is really good tonight, in order to live up to the moonlight, maybe I should go and mow some grass. ”

From reading between the lines, Shen Ming could clearly feel that Shen Jiang must have killed a lot of people during that time, and according to Shen Jiang's killing method, sooner or later it would be exposed.

Really.

Shen Ming turned the next page, and the record in Shen Jiang's diary confirmed Shen Ming's guess.

"There seems to be a lot of grass cut, and someone came to the door today and seemed to be suspicious of me. ”

"But what about doubts? Even though it's good to come, it's time to take you to the funeral......"

"I'm the best in the world...... Hahaha...... No. 1 in the world...... First ......"

Shen Ming continued to scroll through the diary, and not long after Shen Jiang was detected, there was an encirclement and suppression from the rivers and lakes.

"Did you really find out?"

"Haha...... Haha, those idiots, waste, are actually going to hold a demon eradication conference and elect a leader to get rid of me, and I'm really looking forward to it......"

"Demons, what is demons? Am I doing something wrong? I can't even cure a little illness, and I dare to call myself a miracle doctor, such a quack, this kind of deception and fame, I will kill if I kill it, I am a scourge for the martial arts!"

"Hmm...... Such an interesting conference, maybe I should go to it too. ”

Shen Ming continued to flip down, and on the new page of his diary, he saw a familiar word, and the content should have been after the demon extermination conference.

"Evergreen grass!"

"It's incredible, longevity grass, there are such magical herbs in the world......"

"It seems that this demon slaying conference is really the right one, haha...... If it weren't for those fools, how could I have obtained this fragment of the Heavenly Book, and how could I have realized from the fragment of the Heavenly Book that there is such an herb as the Immortal Grass in the world?"

"There is salvation, since such a herb exists, what is the illness of the little soul in front of this herb?"

"Immortality...... Immortality...... It's crazy to think about!"

When he saw this, Shen Ming also had some vague guesses about the later records.

"No...... No...... Still not ......"

"Why not?"

In the diary later, Shen Jiang took the risk of being chased by the whole rivers and lakes, and took his son Xiao Soul to every corner of the world and killed countless people.

But the evergreen grass is so rare and rare, even if Shen Jiang spent a lot of time, he still couldn't find the legendary evergreen grass until one day......