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Looking for files

everything is still what I remember. Even the flowers blooming on the other side of the courtyard are still in my memory, but my heart is heavier than ever.

Through the corridor, to the door, I hesitated for a moment, or pushed open the door, there are restrictions and boundaries on the door, when we arrived, black and white impermanence withdrew.

Bai Jing is so quiet lying on the bed, his body is red robe, above the red manzhusha Hua, gorgeous, or that beautiful face, but a lot of pale, no blood color, hands hanging on the side of the body, fingers slightly curved, so a look, like sleeping the same, I think of sleeping beauty, if really can and fairy tale Just like, a kiss of true love can make him wake up, how good it should be.

With this thought, I gently held Bai Jing's hand. His hands were all stiff

hard, which might be the reason why he had not been active for a long time.

It is all to be driven to reincarnation, naturally there is no opportunity to borrow.

If these things are placed in the sun, they are priceless, and people are flocking to them. However, they are not very useful in this prefecture. They are abandoned in the library and rarely opened. After all, most of the ghosts in the library are possessed of spirits and demons, and they are all thinking about practicing techniques. They are not interested in this kind of academic research, but the cultural ghosts

I specially asked Hei Wuchang, and found a room built at the closest time point to sun Ninghai's age. All the information left in that time was stored in it.

I think it's a secret scroll, which Sun Ninghai should have written down before he escaped to the world. It's a long time ago. I'm afraid the big brother developed by him has been reincarnated ten times. This bowl after bowl of Mengpo soup has long had no memory of the past.

However, there is no one to clean all the year round, and the dust is very heavy. When I go in, I ask and dust the pavement. I wave my hand in front of my eyes, cover my nose, and suddenly feel that I have lost most of my momentum.

So many people will choose to write down their wisdom crystallization in the underworld, which can be regarded as another kind of perfection. To say that the collection of books, the collection of books in the underworld is naturally not comparable to that of the human world, and the quantity is limited, but they are all excellent products. Any book that comes to the world is priceless.

I immediately went to the library in the underworld. In fact, there are many similarities between the underworld and the Yang world, such as the system, many facilities inside. The underworld is the place where the souls of those who have spent their lives in the sun are located. Many people can't realize their wishes when they are alive. They are reluctant to have their aspirations. If they are reincarnated, they will not bring life or death. If they drink Mengpo soup, they will lose their profound knowledge.

It suddenly occurred to me that sun Ninghai had stolen the secret scroll in the underworld and practiced puppet art. However, I was afraid that he could not find a way to restrain the puppet technique in the dungeon. However, I might try to find out the heart biting Gu. Maybe there will be clues. At least, I can find some clues about the man who developed it. Maybe I can find the answer.

I feel hopeful when they say so. Baijing is the king of the underworld. It existed at the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth. Later, Houtu Niang returned to liudao. When Bai Jing arrived in the underworld, he became the king of the underworld. I comforted myself that how could he be defeated by a little heart biting Gu.

White impermanence also nods in the side, "elder brother said right, and you also made efforts, we can change a way to try, there will always be a way, your highness is the Hades."

"It is impossible to change one's life against the heaven. Don't blame yourself too much. There will always be a way to save your highness. Your highness is the ruler of the underworld, who has ruled the underworld for tens of thousands of years. It is impossible for him to fall down so easily." Hei Wuchang said a lot of comforting words.

Black and white impermanence did not speak, their faces were momentarily stunned, and then they looked at me with embarrassment.

"I saw the white scene of the earthly calamity, but I still failed to prevent everything from happening. Instead, I became the promoter of all this." I said desolately, heart faint pain.

I was stunned for a moment, soul fire and spirit were separated. I remembered that Bai Jing appeared several times in my crisis when I was in a different world. I'm afraid that's when his soul fire will leave the body.

"No, but there have been some strange phenomena on your highness. The spirit fire and spirit of your highness will suddenly leave the body. We originally wanted to trace back, but we can't get close to your highness because of the spiritual power around him. In general, it will return to normal after a few hours, but after each time, the spiritual power of your highness will be weaker." Bai Wuchang is very serious and worried.

"Did he wake up?" I asked, but I was looking at Bai Jing.

I have also questioned the local government system, but as the saying goes, "one side of the soil and one side of the people" and "when in Rome, do as the Romans do.". Of course, the metaphor is not so appropriate, but on the whole, the local government is not more than the human world, and many systems naturally can not be based on the human world, otherwise it will be chaotic. It is not realistic to want to set up schools and units in the prefectures like the human world.

Now all the ghosts who come in are people with culture and knowledge. What's more, the average age is over half a hundred, so they can't give them a nine-year compulsory education. What else should they teach.

When Bai Jing and I talked about these things, I imagined the picture and immediately felt very funny. Since then, I have never mentioned these unrealistic ideas, but I still feel funny occasionally.

Fortunately, there is a night pearl hanging on the beam in the study room, which is bigger than a chicken egg. This is Bai Jing's handwriting. In Bai Jing's cognition, the night pearl is the lighting object, and the others are useless.

I then searched the room with the light of the night pearl. The books were placed in order according to the chronological order. I searched the bookshelves one by one. However, it was too difficult to find them. There were some bamboo slips in it. After all, the development of the underworld and the sun was synchronous, so many things were carved in bamboo slips at the earliest time It's hard to keep it so well. The ink on it can be seen clearly, and the handwriting is also clear. I just don't know what the winding painting is.