The ground began to shake slightly, and Bai Ye, who was standing on the only peak of Yunhu Mountain, vaguely felt that there had been a huge explosion somewhere, but the tremor at that moment quickly disappeared.

The only ones who successfully passed through the fog were herself and the holy girl who didn't speak, and even if she wanted to talk, the woman probably wouldn't pay attention to herself.

The silence was quickly broken.

In that sticky mist, there was another figure swaying, Jerry finally walked out, still carrying Luo Han in his right hand, the leader of the dragon hunters was pale, and his eyes were a little dilated, and after being unceremoniously thrown to the ground by Jerry, he suddenly came back to his senses, "I am in the ......" "On Yunhu Mountain, did you see any terrible memories in the fog?" Bai Ye probably understood that this white mist was something that had a psychological hint for human beings, but why did he see that snow-covered town in the end? Could it be that the encounter with her is the most terrifying memory in my opinion?

"Gaffe, sorry......" finally stood up from the ground, Luo Han's head was full of sweat, and the picture he saw in the fog lingered, "I thought that my heart was already extremely strong when I embarked on this road, but I didn't expect to lose to the illusion so lightly." "There's nothing to be ashamed of, even I almost fell into that boring illusion, let alone a mortal like you...... And you, how did you do it?" Jerry's tone still sounded so calm, but there was a little bit of something unusual, and he felt strange that Bai Ye, who was an old human, had left there earlier than them.

Bai Ye shrugged his shoulders and said with a trivial expression: "It's probably because I've seen too many similar hallucinations, now, let's think about how to find the recorder, right?" He was behind the door. The holy girl opened her mouth abruptly, interrupting the conversation between the three of them, standing in the wind, she was staring at the door-like stone door on the cliff, and the thin paper-like gauze on her body was fluttering with the movement of the wind, revealing the pair of white and slender legs, which was obviously a beautiful picture, but Bai Ye and the three of them all felt a sense of discomfort.

The Holy Maiden is like a work of art that is extremely beautiful, even if she has not seen a blocked face, it can definitely be the color of the city, but when you see her as a human being, the first feeling is always that she is full of strange darkness.

"Squeak" Suddenly, the cliff made a cracking sound, the heavy stone door began to move slowly, and what appeared in front of the four people was a hidden entrance, almost without much thought, they rushed in, as soon as they stepped inside, Bai Ye smelled the rich fragrance of books, inside was a dim dark room, the walls were lit with candles, illuminating the ground.

The stone walls on the left and right were hewn into recesses that could be used to place books, listing a dazzling array of books, Jerry was the first to walk to the side, glanced at it roughly, and couldn't help but say with a little excitement in his tone: "There are many famous books that have been destroyed, and they are still originals, and I can't imagine that the recorder is still quite tasteful." ”

Bai Ye didn't care about the value of those books, he found a staircase leading to the top, and at the top of the staircase, a stone statue was placed that was incompatible with the environment here, it was the appearance of a middle-aged man, and the lifelike technique portrayed the man's smiling expression.

The Holy Maiden was silent again when she entered, and her only movement was to look up at the end of the staircase, where a closed stone door could be seen in the corridor above, and the recorder should be inside.

Slowly raising his hand, it caused a series of wind chimes to shake on his body.

A man's panicked voice suddenly came from the stone statue: "Don't don't, this is a place where the treasures of human culture are treasured, don't mess around." Bai Ye's first reaction was to pull out the oath tooth, jump away, and then stare at the stone statue, "Just now, was this thing talking?" "It should be...... Yes. Rohan said in an uncertain tone, but his right hand was already unsheathed.

"All four of you have come to me, and since you have been allowed to come here, do not pretend to be fighting, I am the prophet you are looking for, but I would prefer you to call me the recorder...... The so-called prophet is just a false piece of information. The voice did come from inside the stone statue, the holy maiden finally moved her gaze, the surging power on her body continued to surge, just now she did have the idea of destroying this place, just a moment was noticed by the recorder hiding in the dark?

"I also know that it is difficult to let you go back empty-handed, so I came up with such a way to meet, I am behind the stone door on the second floor, but every time I meet a guest, I only see one person, now, in order of the order in which you left the mist of illusion, the holy maiden of the Anglo-French Union, please come in. ”

The stone door opened at the sound, moving slowly, making a piercing sound against the ground, revealing a dark entrance, and from a distance, it looked like the open mouth of a monster, waiting for the ignorant prey to step in.

After thinking for a short time, the holy girl jumped slightly, jumped directly to the second floor, entered the room, and the stone door quickly closed, and the three of Bai Ye were suddenly left in the hall where the books were placed below.

Jerry leaned against the stone wall, flipping through a geography book pulled out of the wall, which depicted the vast territory of mankind before the catastrophe, and it was hard to imagine that the book could remain as new as new in the past eight hundred years...... Now, it seems a bit difficult. Closing the book, Jerry grumbled to himself.

Bai Ye didn't mean to talk to him, he walked back and forth in the hall, trying to find any clues, and not long after, the stone door on the second floor opened again, and the holy maiden walked out from inside with heavy steps, and the voice of the recorder sounded inside.

"Mr. Bai Ye, please come in. ”

Glancing at the holy maiden passing by him, he was sure that there should not be any dangerous ambush, Bai Ye quietly took a deep breath, walked up the steps, and entered the mysterious room.

The room was dark, the only light came from an old oil lamp on the table in front of him, and a middle-aged man wrapped in a blanket curled up in front of the table, holding a pen in one hand, writing something on the messy pieces of paper on the table, and then looking down, there were books full of words written everywhere on the floor of the room, as well as pieces of paper.

"You are the recorder?" The sick appearance of the man in front of him made people unable to have the slightest sense of threat, is it really as You Xi said, Tianhai Society is full of a group of geeks who concentrate on the field of art, not some strong organization.

"That's a stupid question. "It's a completely different feeling from using a stone statue to speak, the recorder looks agitated, and the pen in his hand is struggling to carve something on a new blank piece of paper, "The only person here is me, I'm not the recorder, who could it be?" "Hmph, sure enough, I hate the people of the Tianhai Society, including you." Bai Ye's initial restraint had receded, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light that had been hidden for many years, "I finally found a living member of the Tianhai Society, today, is a day worth remembering." This time, the recorder raised his eyes slightly, and then buried himself in writing, and his dry voice sounded hollowly: "The hatred for us is really amazing, as a member of this organization, I have nothing to tell you, the matter of Liuyun Town is an order from above, I don't know why I did it." As if narrating a simple and ordinary matter, nothing can hinder the work of the recorder, "Dong" silver light flashed, the tooth of the oath had already half of the blade sunk into the table, Bai Ye stepped on the table with one foot, and looked down on the recorder condescendingly, "It's really an easy explanation, a sentence that has nothing to do with you is cleared up, but, it's not that simple, the pain suffered by those poor women, I swear to make you people pay back a hundred times!" Bai Ye, let's stop here, hatred has brought you the strength to survive and changed many things, but after all, it is a double-edged sword, and while you are pushed by hatred, you will lose something......" did not answer, Bai Ye in front of him gave people a cold and penetrating feeling, and he would not accept any explanation.

Destroying the Tianhai Society is Bai Ye's only purpose.

"I'm not a prophet and can't see the future, but I'm called a recorder, and everything that happened in the past in the world will be recorded by someone named a recorder and passed on to the next generation, that is, the truth of Liuyun Town is also recorded in it. Seeing Bai Ye's refusal to give up, the recorder finally sighed helplessly, and his words caused Bai Ye's face to twitch violently, "Do you know, among the thirteen Thousand Treasures, there is one that has not yet been determined, that is, the documentary record that our recorder has, and this Thousand Treasures is very peculiar, it is divided into two parts, one of which is this pen that can write all history." It was a featureless pen, but Bai Ye had already sensed the power contained in it.

"The other part is a book, open it and you can know everything you want to know about what has happened. ”

"Will you show me that book?"

"Even if I want to, I can't help it, how can I give it to you if it's not in my hands. ”

"Are you kidding me?" Bai Ye's anger that had finally calmed down was ignited again, and the lifeless recorder in front of him once again became hateful.

"That book is in the hands of another cadre of our Tianhai Society, and we call him the storyteller...... And, you've seen him a long time ago. The recorder paused at this critical moment, and the tip of the pen in his hand pointed to Bai Ye's chest, "He gave you the Book of Eternity, don't tell me, you forgot about him." A vague figure of a man came to mind, it was too far away, speaking of which, Bai Ye still felt strange that he had exchanged a meal for a powerful Thousand Treasures, and now that he thought about it, there would be a lot of suspicion.

"My encounter with him was not a coincidence, but was arranged by you...... Give me the Book of Eternity, and it is also your plan?" Bai Ye had already included the storyteller in the list of enemies in his heart, "What purpose did you kill those defenseless women and ruin my life!" "I said, I don't know what happened back then, I just give you a piece of advice, the truth may not be the kind you want to know...... If you can give up, please stop. The recorder's contradictory rhetoric made Bai Ye even more suspicious, it was clear that he knew something, but the recorder had decided not to say anything.

"Anyway, as long as you find the storyteller, can you know the one qiē back then?" Bai Ye pulled out the tooth of the oath inserted on the table, while observing the change in the recorder's expression, hoping to see something from it.

"If you insist on knowing, then go find him. ”

"Very well, then, I have one more question. ”

"I know what you're asking. Interrupting Bai Ye, the recorder raised his head very solemnly this time, and even put his pen on the table, "Ye Qingcheng, she is indeed your mother." "How do you know what I'm going to ask......" This feeling of being seen through made Bai Ye feel very uncomfortable, and even a little terrifying.

"How can I say that I am also said to be a prophet...... It's a bit of a trick. The recorder picked up the pen again and began to work, no longer looking at Bai Ye again, "Oh, by the way, if you really want to kill me to vent your anger, just do it, the recorder's mission will not stop because of my death, this is the work of our eternal inheritance." Bai Ye didn't agree viciously this time, looking at the knuckles of his fingers that had been twisted because he had held the pen for a long time, as if he saw that in this isolated room, the recorder was writing alone, ignoring the outside world and living a life alone.

"I will find out the truth, and then judge whether you are qualified to live or not!" Dropping these words, Bai Ye left the room.

It wasn't until the back disappeared in front of him that the recorder slowly stretched out his other thin hand, pressed his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "Although the person who gave the order was the deputy leader, it was precisely because of the leader's intention that there was that kind of ridiculous order, Bai Ye, do you really want to know that the massacre in Liuyun Town is a masterpiece from the hands of the leader?"