Weekdays in late spring in the fourth year, the third day of February?

An Ming looked at the piece of paper in his hand, his expression full of disbelief.

The third day of February......

It was a day he will remember for the rest of his life.

That day was the first day that the black-robed man taught him martial arts!

On that day, the black-robed man handed over the "Yin and Yang Decision" to him.

That is, from that day on, he An Ming was no longer the ordinary little eunuch.

It's a martial arts genius who is the best martial arts talent in ancient and modern times!

Without the black-robed man and the yin and yang technique, he would not be where he is today, let alone the half-step cultivation he has now.

But what exactly does this piece of paper mean?

On that day, Wu Anhou also entered the top floor of the Library Pavilion?

The Yin and Yang Jue is Dayan's top martial arts classic, and it is placed at the top of the floor.

An Ming turned his head slightly to look at the three tables in the secret room.

The file on the first table recounts the true identity of his father, An Wei.

The file on the second table shows that his father was killed by Wu Anhou.

The file on the third table, but the pen turned and said that Wu Anhou went to the top floor of the library to take a look?

What does that mean exactly?

And, why are there only three files in this secret room?

This secret room is the top floor of the Library Pavilion, and it is supposed to store Dayan's most confidential files.

But how could Dayan's most confidential files be about his father's two files and the date when Wu Anhou went to the Library to have a look?

And beyond that, there is nothing else!

An Ming frowned, only feeling that this matter was full of strangeness.

Just as he was thinking about it, a sudden sound of footsteps behind him startled him suddenly.

Before he could make a move, a word came from outside the secret room.

"An Qing, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this familiar voice, An Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look at the man who was walking slowly towards him.

Wearing a light yellow robe, a middle-aged face with a touch of majesty.

He did not wear royal robes,

But he is still the king of Yan.

King Yan - Xiao Lin!

"The King...... How did you know I was here?" An Ming's voice was slightly cold.

He even stepped into the realm of emptiness with half a step, and it was impossible for anyone to find out when he came to this library.

Even the two mysterious women beside King Yan would never be able to discover his whereabouts!

Xiao Lin smiled slightly, slowly walked to his side, looked at the files on the three tables, and said softly: "Since you resigned and left Lingdu half a month ago, this king has guessed that you must have broken through secretly. ”

"Look at the situation now......" He turned his head and smiled, "An Aiqing must have become a great grandmaster, right?"

An Ming didn't answer this question, but said in a deep voice, "King, why did you know that I was here?"

"This king said, as early as when you left Lingdu City half a month ago, this king guessed that you were going to break through. Xiao Lin slowly spoke: "Then after you become a great grandmaster, the first thing you have to do is definitely to find the truth about your father's death. ”

"So from that day on, the king purged the secret files on the top floor of this library, leaving only these three copies. ”

"For you to see. ”

Speaking of this, he smiled and continued, "As for why I learned that you were here, because since half a month ago, this king asked the three innate peak martial artists who guarded the library to come and see the situation here every quarter of an hour. ”

Then, a quarter of an hour ago, they saw that the door was open. ”

"As for why you didn't find anyone spying on you, this king doesn't know, so I'll have to ask yourself. ”

An Ming's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this.

When he saw the information about his father, he was so shocked that he couldn't help but relax his vigilance against the outside world, so much so that he didn't even notice that anyone was approaching him.

He exhaled heavily, and then saluted Xiao Lin and said, "King, can you solve the confusion of Weichen?"

"Are these three files true or false?!"

Xiao Lin looked at him, and said lightly with a calm look: "These three files, every word, are written by this king himself. ”

"There is no such thing as a fake!"

Hearing this, An Ming's body shook for a while, as if he couldn't accept it.

He looked at the file on the first table and muttered, "My father, is it really a killer of the Innate Realm?"

"And that's not all. Xiao Lin said lightly: "He is still a person who aids and abuses, sees money, and has a tyrannical personality, he is not good to your family of three?"

When An Ming heard this, he lowered his head deeply.

In fact......

What Yan Wang said was right.

An Ming laughed to himself.

His father died, so all he left in his memory was his father's good side to them.

But in fact, his father didn't treat them well a few times at all, and in most cases, he beat and scolded his mother at every turn, and kicked and beat him at will.

It was only a few occasional warmth, but it made him remember it for more than ten years, and he has never forgotten it to this day.

And King Yan's words completely hooked up the tyrannical side of his father who was buried deep in his memory.

"My lord, he is my father after all, please ...... Don't be so denigrated. An Ming raised his head and looked at Xiao Lin and said coldly.

"Father, slander?" Xiao Lin suddenly shook his head and smiled, and he laughed very wantonly.

Halfway through, he stopped laughing, and his voice suddenly became cold, "An Ming, An Ming, your father An Wei, is he really worthy of being a father?"

"Marrying your mother and giving birth to your two brothers and sisters is just a cover for a family. Disguise his identity as a killer, how much of the lucrative commission he got as a killer brought back to your family of three?"

An Ming listened to what Xiao Lin said, his face became more and more gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Enough!"

"Regardless of whether he is worthy of being my father or not, what about Wu Anhou? It was really Wu Anhou who killed my father back then?!" he said coldly to Xiao Lin.

"Yes. Xiao Lin nodded.

Then he looked at An Ming again and said lightly: "So, after you know about this matter, what do you want to do? Kill Wu Anhou?"

"An Wei is my father. An Ming replied to the question.

But these six words are already his best answer.

An Wei is his father.

That's enough.

"I'm also a Grand Master. An Ming said in a deep voice.

"Then why are you the Great Grandmaster?" Xiao Lin said as he looked at him.

Hearing this, An Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly thought of the file placed on the third table.

"What exactly does that piece of paper mean, why is it placed here, and what does Wu Anhou's visit to the top floor of the Library Pavilion have to do with this matter?" An Ming couldn't help but ask.

Xiao Lin shook his head and didn't answer him this question, but asked him another question in turn.

"What do you rely on to become a Grand Master?"

Without waiting for An Ming to answer, he said to himself: "An Ming, the reason why Dayan was able to find you back then was because you were a guard in the Bihua Palace that day. ”

"It was on that day that Dayan found you, a ten-year-old innate martial artist. ”

"At that time, I asked you, when did you learn martial arts, and who got the mental formula of "Yin and Yang Jue". ”

"What was your answer then?"

This time, without waiting for An Ming to answer, Xiao Lin asked himself again: "At that time, you said that you learned martial arts three months ago, and obtained the yin and yang formula from a mysterious person in a black robe. ”

"Then I'm asking you again. He stared at An Ming's eyes tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Who is that mysterious person?"

An Ming also looked at him and said very seriously: "I really don't know, that person taught me to practice martial arts for three months." Every day, he wears a wide black robe, wrapping the whole person in it, and even his voice is obviously deliberately hoarse. ”

"At that time, I could not have known who he was, and even today I dare not say whether he was a man or a woman. ”

"What you said is true?" Xiao Lin looked at him.

"Every word is true!" An Ming said solemnly.

Xiao Lin nodded with a flat face and said, "In other words, you really don't know the identity of the black-robed man." ”

"Is it possible....... The king knows?" An Ming asked with a puzzled expression.

"No, I don't know. Xiao Lin shook his head, and then continued: "But I know another thing. ”

"One thing that might be important to you. ”