It was already noon.

Ji Ran walked out of the inn unhurriedly.

Outside the inn was the street, and the unique cold and humidity in the morning made Ji Ran shiver slightly.

But he had not gone far before he walked into a quiet, narrow alley until he reached a small square. There is a small liquor shop with wooden tables and a small temple next to it.

He chose a location with sunlight, which is a small habit of Ji Ran, and he always feels that basking in the sun can clear the haze in his heart very well.

He drank two glasses of relatively mellow rice wine, which is also his little habit, and drinking a glass of wine in the morning can help him clear his mind very well. At this time, he opened the Devil's Bible again and looked at it seriously.

The book is not very long, only about 140 pages, and the preface of the book records a ritual of inviting the gods, but he has no interest in understanding it, and after scanning it roughly, he looks at the other chapters.

As for the main body of the book, there are nine chapters, each of which is a short story about the god Nus, with nine illustrations. The pictures vary from one to the other, from a brutal death to an incomprehensible vignette.

Seeing this, Ji Ran silently closed the book, leaned back on the huge recliner, and tried to make himself feel comfortable.

He rubbed his aching eyes and tried to think of something, but in vain.

He had read the book back and forth many times, but he had found nothing.

Seeing that there were no clues in the book, Ji Ran set his sights on the letter he got yesterday.

Fortunately, this letter did not disappoint him, some of the information in it was still very useful, this letter was obviously Jiang Xiaoyun's notes, which recorded some of Jiang Xiaoyun's investigations and conjectures.

The letter not only mentions copies of these two books and information about the other two copies of the same edition of the Devil's Bible, but also states the owner of the books, the date and address of the books, and so on.

Ji Ran took a big sip of the rice wine in the wine glass, and his eyes returned to the book, and returned to the illustrations again.

Each one is numbered in the language of the Great Qin people.

There is also an obscure code word at the bottom of the page.

Ji Ran reviewed it and poured himself another glass of wine.

The illustrations conjure up many things: samurai, beggars, old men, hanged men, dead people, and executioners.

In the last painting, there is a beautiful ** riding on the body of a five-clawed dragon. I have to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that this painting is a picture of the Spring Palace, in the Central Plains, it is impossible for this kind of painting to appear in the book in a grand manner.

After reading it for a while, he still couldn't figure out anything, so Ji Ran took out the illustration that the gold and jade were handed to him from the book, although it was exactly the same, but he always felt that there was something strange.

"Why is this painting so strange. Ji Ran thought to himself: "Is there any secret!" Even though he thought so, he still didn't find any clues.

The bell in the temple was suddenly struck three times, startling countless birds.

Ji Ran was slightly awakened, he touched himself, took out some scattered silver and threw it on the table, and stood up.

The rice wine put him in a good mood, a sense of peace and seclusion, and all the sounds and images of the outside world were choked. He stuffed the book and letter back to his chest, it was only early in the morning, and he didn't want to get drunk in the morning.

Ji Ran stood up and rubbed his somewhat sour neck, Ji Ran continued to walk forward, but suddenly looked back, now he was always a little apprehensive in his heart, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

However, the moment he turned around was enough for him to see an acquaintance clearly.

It was the dark-skinned, bearded, scarred man on his face.

It was the person who appeared outside Liu Yiyi's house, the man who was eating watermelon under the sun.

Only then did Ji Ran realize the origin of the apprehension in his heart.

He was followed.

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It was already dark when Ji Ran returned home, and he didn't alarm the scar-faced man, and he didn't want to alarm him.

He had already gotten up to leave, and he returned to the wine shop.

An looked at the Devil's Bible in his hand steadily, and turned from wine to tea despite the fact that he was drinking.

That's a day.

It was a strange and dangerous day.

He thought back to the past few days, and he really couldn't figure out who was following him all the time.

Thinking about it, the most likely, and the most motivating thing is gold inlaid with jade.

For a long time, he was a lazy person, and he had never done anything for the so-called status and money, and if it weren't for the people he cared about, he might not have come to this desert where birds don't at all.

In fact, compared to several senior brothers, he is the weakest utilitarian. This is not because of how noble Ji Ran's character is, it's just that his character is like this, he is always used to being passive.

Even if he became the young master of Zhangjian Xuan, he was burdened with the expectations of countless people, and he only regarded himself as the executor of a task.

For those rights and wrongs, Ji Ran also has a cold attitude of watching from the sidelines, just like these people or things are just some elements of his task.

Ji Ran has always put himself out of the affairs of the rivers and lakes, always hoping that he can play the dust, be an inconsequential third party, and hope that one day he can get out! But now, Ji Ran already has a rough idea of something, all of this seems to be aimed at him, making him clearly feel threatened, as if something is going to destroy what he thinks is a peaceful life, and he has become the target of others. His future seems to be clouded.

It wasn't until this time that he figured out that he was a Jianghu person one day and a Jianghu person for life.

He was lying on the bed with the Devil's Bible in his hand.

He studied the prints one by one.

According to Jin Jiyu, each of these paintings hides a secret.

Ji Ran looked at it again without surprise.

The first picture shows a samurai in heavy armor riding a horse toward a book the size of a hill.

The second picture shows a man standing in front of a closed door. He had two keys in his hand, a dog next to him, and an oil lamp on the ground.

The third picture shows a samurai walking towards a bridge. The bridge is guarded on each side by a bunker. The door of the bunker was closed. On the clouds, an archer took his bow and aimed it at the road to the door.

The fourth picture shows a three-headed man standing outside a stone labyrinth. The entrance door was also closed. There are three dice on the ground, each with its head trying to reach in a different direction, and each of the three visible doors shows 1, 2, and 3.

The fifth picture shows a miser or merchant counting a bag of gold coins in front of a closed door, with Death behind him holding an hourglass in one hand and a hay rake in the other.