The evildoer is in love with the beauty and the beauty is proud of the sky

Chapter 550

"Let's find it separately! I'll go over there and have a look."

"I'm going to the other side."

Masahiro and Takuma quickly assigned their respective areas and went to the places in charge.

Zhuji also made a decision when she saw the bookcase that made her dizzy suddenly last time.

Zhu Ji was about to approach the bookcase, but the moment she stepped over the threshold on the ground, her heart suddenly shook violently.

"..."

She stopped and looked around the dimly lit warehouse, but found nothing except the elongated shadows of the three present by the light from the door.

Zhu Ji thought that she probably heard it wrong, and when she was about to take another step, she heard a clearer voice this time.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry for you."

This silent voice was spoken by the man who often appeared in the dream.

It was a very silent dark sad sound.

Zhu Ji thought that if he heard that voice again, he would have to tell Masahiro and Takuma, so he waited with bated breath.

But after that, the sound didn't appear again.

The afterglow of the setting sun can only enter shallowly through the ventilation windows, so the warehouse is very dark.

Zhu Ji took out the lantern she brought from home and continued walking inside.

With each step, the floor creaked.

Zhu Ji came to the bookcase and took out a book to flip through.

This book, bound very old, exudes a smell of ink or mildew. The calligraphy on the cover is written in a flying style. Zhu Ji, who can't understand cursive script, can't see why.

Zhu Ji felt very depressed for a moment, and then suddenly her eyes widened.

Articles full of petty print rushed into Zhu Ji's mind like flowing clouds and flowing water.

This feeling is like what is seen in the eyes has been translated in the process of reaching the head.

For some reason, she was able to understand the meaning of words that she absolutely could not understand.

The heartbeat was pounding, and Zhuji had a feeling, as if there was another strange self in her body that was about to move.

"Not this one."

Zhu Ji flipped through the book quickly, put it back on the shelf, and took out another one.

"This book is not..."

Books and files one after another were flipped through in Zhu Ji's hands one by one, and then put back on the bookshelf.

The speed of taking and placing books is getting faster and faster.

It's almost like a part of the body has been manipulated by someone else.

For the next time, Zhu Ji repeated the actions of flipping and putting down the book, over and over again...

After about an hour, she finally found what she was looking for.

That was barely a book.

The text recorded on it is so ancient that it cannot be read at all.

Even so, Zhu Ji understood what was written in it at a glance.

"This is……"

Zhu Ji patted the dust on the floor, sat down and opened the book.

At this time, dusk was drawing to a close.

The warehouse became dark, so Zhu Ji inserted the handle of the lantern on the bookshelf to read in the light.

She turned the first page quietly.

The text was automatically converted into a language that Zhu Ji could understand, and it continued to flow into her heart, which was completely different from the usual feeling of reading a book.

This process is like retrieving lost memories.

It's as if someone living in her head told her to—

"The heavens and the earth were first opened, and there was a god born in Gaotian, named the Lord God of the Heaven..."

Zhu Ji silently recited the first paragraph, which was clearly written like a ghostly talisman, but Zhu Ji was able to read it out effortlessly.

Of course, even the meaning can be understood.

"When the heavens and the earth first opened, a god was born in Gaotianyuan, and his name was the Lord of the Heavens."

Thumping, pounding, heartbeat faster and faster.

At the same time, there was also a severe headache, which was so painful that it almost made people faint.

But this pain seemed to indicate that he was close to the core of the problem.

Zhu Ji stabilized her emotions and continued to read.

"As the main god, the only god, the God of Beginning, immediately hid himself after appearing, because he believed that if his power existed in the world, the next god would not be born.

However, when the Lord God of the Heavens was hiding, he lodged his half body in the sword and let it descend to the earth. This sword is earlier than the time of all things in time; it is also older and more powerful than any god.

This is what the only god thinks, it wants to make the small and weak people who will be born in the future have the ability to fight; in addition, it also wants to spread its power to every corner of the world.

Soon after, the God of Five Pillars was born, the Seventh Generation of Gods was born, and many other gods were also born one by one.

According to the legend, if the sword is held by an evil person, everything will be destroyed; if it is obtained by a good person, it will be pure for a lifetime.In the age of the gods, the gods competed for the sword of the only god with infinite power, resulting in constant wars and dark clouds in the sky;

Seeing that the battle could not end, the gods decided to stop the war.

And choose one person from among the gods as the administrator of the sword.

This candidate is the Seagod's Daughter.The following girl combined her own blood with the sword, sealing the power of the sword forever.The name of this god—”

"Yu Yi Ji Zun."

The words read from his own mouth made Zhu Ji's chest tightness and headache even more intense.

"Is it sealed?"

Voices were heard again, and more real than ever.

The sight of countless crimson light spots flying around instantly blinded the eyes.

Zhu Ji looked around in a panic, only to see darkness around her.

She moved her gaze back to the book, and just when she was about to continue reading - the text in the book began to slack with rustling sounds, and finally, it turned into a picture similar to the snowflakes after the broadcast of a TV program.

The text suddenly became incomprehensible.

It's almost like someone in the head refuses to look any further.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry for you."

The voice sounded in his head again, and Zhu Ji scolded in a low voice: "...don't make noise."

Concentrating my scattered consciousness on the ancient document in front of me, I finally saw the snowflakes gradually disappearing.

Zhu Ji tried desperately to make up the recognizable characters.

"After that, for some reason, the power of the sword was released."

In his head, a feeling that didn't belong to Zhu Ji stirred up the waves.

"This power can burn the sky and crack the earth, causing everything to be engulfed in darkness, and the light is no longer seen. This kind of tragedy has lasted for more than a thousand years..."

Suddenly, my head hurts sharply.

It's like the temple was nailed down with iron nails, and the pain was excruciating.

"it hurts……"

The book could no longer be held and the person on the floor fell over.

"it hurts……"

She squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and Takuma and Masahiro immediately rushed over to care.

"what happened?"

"Are you okay? Hello!"

As soon as she saw them, Zhu Ji's headache disappeared immediately.

Zhu Ji reluctantly stood up and smiled wryly at the two.

"Well, it's fine."

But the eyes of the two didn't seem to believe it at all.

"What happened?"

Masahiro looked around warily while asking questions.

(End of this chapter)