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The handwriting of the review at the bottom is yellow and old, while the review above is relatively new. It seems to have gradually superimposed with the passage of time.

Cheng Mo picked up a review casually, but saw that it read:

"Today, in order to get a hundred gold coins, I sold the Cheng Family Heart Method to a stranger on the black market. Fortunately, he was discovered by his grandfather and recovered his heart in time, otherwise it would have caused irreparable consequences to the family. I did something wrong in this matter, I shouldn't be lustful for profit, and I shouldn't sell my family's heart for petty profits. Grandpa punished me for half a year of reflection, and he punished me right!"

There are even people who sell their family mental methods to strangers for a hundred gold coins, what kind of poverty should this become! But then again, the Cheng family's mental method is still a relatively superficial thing, and even if it falls into the hands of others, it will not have too serious consequences. If the Cheng family's high-level exercises were sold, it would be a heavy loss.

Cheng Mo casually flipped through another review and continued to read: "Today, I was very inattentive when I was cultivating, looking left and right, and as a result, I applied the exercises to my companions several times......" Cheng Mo couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, and he fell with laughter. At this time, Cheng Rui next to him suddenly turned red and said, "Don't read it, don't read it, it's boring." Cheng Mo saw that his face was so blushing that he couldn't help but glance at the review a few more times, and he suddenly found that the word "Cheng Rui" was written on the note of this review book.

"It turns out, it turns out to be you!" At this time, Cheng Mo smiled even more happily.

I didn't expect that the chicken-bellied, shrewd and cunning teenager in front of me would have such an idiotic past.

Cheng Rui blushed, "I was only seven years old at that time, I was too young, doing something stupid, what's strange!"

Cheng Mo looked at the font and it was really crooked, it was written by a child, it seems that Cheng Rui didn't lie to himself.

Cheng Mo flipped through a few reviews randomly, and at this time, he was naughty in his heart, and took one from the part that was slightly closer to the middle. He planned to read this review again, and after satisfying his gossip heart, he would leave the place. So, he picked up this review and read it:

"It's a review, but I don't think I've made a mistake. My father said that I was a traitor, but they were all upright men and gentlemen, and they were not traitors at all, but how could I challenge my father's authority? Well, let me write a review, and I will write a few sentences, and I know that after writing this review, I will continue to be locked in a room of reflection, and it doesn't matter. ”

The tone of this review is very drawn, and I don't know which arrogant and unrepentant guy wrote it. Cheng Mo looked at the place where he fell, but saw a few wild grasses written on it, and when he carefully distinguished it, he vaguely saw that it seemed to be the three words "Cheng Zixiao".

"Well, Cheng Zixiao is really arrogant, but he has a personality...... Huh?!Cheng Zixiao!"

Cheng Mo was startled, and the review book in his hand almost fell to the ground. He said in a trembling voice: "Cheng, Cheng, Cheng Rui! Look, this is written by Cheng Zixiao." ”

Cheng Rui glanced at him, "Yes, your father." ”

Cheng Mo was stunned at first, and then he was extremely excited, seeing this review, as if he had found a long-lost relative. He was ecstatic and said, "My father really existed! You see, his review proves that he really existed." ”

Cheng Rui glanced at him, "Idiot." ”

Cheng Mo was in a stirring mood, this was the first time he was so close to his father.

Although it was just a review, his father seemed to come back to life, and he seemed to be standing opposite Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo was so excited that he couldn't speak, and he didn't know what to do, he took a deep breath, and his mood couldn't calm down for a long time. At least he knew that he was indeed the Cheng family, the real Cheng family, and he no longer had any doubts about his identity.

He bent over and continued to rummage through the review, trying to find another trace of his father.

"My father was born thirty-eight years ago and disappeared seven years ago, so I just need to find a review book for this time period. He picked out a stack of two-finger-thick reviews and continued to proofread with his head down.

But unfortunately, he flipped through the pages for more than two hours and turned over half of the pile of review books, but he never found any other handwriting from his father.

Although Cheng Mo had finished reading the Cheng family's house rules, he had no intention of leaving the reflection room at all.

In the evening, he slept alive, and the next day, just after dawn, he got up and continued to bury his head in the review book.

It took more than two hours, but I still didn't find Cheng Zixiao's review.

"Idiot, don't look for it. Your father is not a good thing, but he doesn't always break the house rules. Cheng Rui walked behind him and said coldly.

"Get out of here, your father is not a good thing!" Cheng Mo heard him insult his father, and shook his head back without looking back.

Cheng Mo picked up the reviews on the ground and checked them one by one.

Sure enough, there was no father's name in the pile. In other words, the review of the adulterous friend is probably the only handwriting left by the father.

Cheng Mo sighed, and sat down on the ground with a sore back.

......

Next, Cheng Mo spent two hours slowly reading the rest of the house rules, and then he put down the scroll and was stunned for a while.

Looking out of the window of the reflection room, one of the two formation apertures that surrounded the reflection room flickered for a moment, and then went out.

Cheng Mo knew that the aperture that imprisoned him had been eliminated.

Cheng Mo put the review book back away, except for his father's one, which he secretly hid and folded into his arms.

"Leaving?" Cheng Rui glanced at him with his eyelids raised.

"Hmm. ”

Now that he has read the house rules and checked the review book, it doesn't make much sense for Cheng Mo to stay in the reflection room. He lifted his legs, walked to the edge of the aperture, and stepped out with an outstretched foot.

Easily out of the aperture.

Standing less than ten centimeters away from the aperture, Cheng Mo stopped and glanced back, but saw that Cheng Rui was trapped in the formation, a little lonely and depressed.

......

"What did my father do wrong?"

Cheng Mo thought about it while walking on the way back.

Judging from the content of the review book, Cheng Zixiao doesn't seem to think that he has made a mistake, so the tone of the review book is also very unruly. Was he wronged? This review was written twenty years ago, when my father was only eighteen years old and had not even given birth to himself.

Cheng Zixiao disappeared seven years ago, and this review was written twenty years ago, so far away there must be no direct connection.

So where is the father?

Cheng Mo fell into deep thought.