Chapter 237 Well, That's It

The surface of the sea is glowing with silver light, like countless eyes.

Who is watching me? Liu Shisui's face was a little pale.

The sword light burst out of the body, drawing a rainbow light in the night in front of the cliff, falling on the sea surface, chopping those silver eyes into pieces.

However, after a while, everything returned to its original state.

Liu Shisui took a deep breath, stopped thinking about this question, walked back to the room, sat at the table and began to read the file.

Life in Yuntai is actually not much different from life in Qingshan.

He spends most of his time practicing swordsmanship, and the rest of the time he spends transcribing and sorting out related materials of Bulao Lin.

He looked at the various files and jade books quietly and intently.

Suddenly, his eyelashes blinked.

There were a few transfer orders that didn't seem to have too many problems on the surface, they were just ordinary transfers, and the levels involved were not too high, but he felt something was wrong.

The light of the luminous pearl sprinkled on the paper, making the ink characters even darker, like the night.

He raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​stars outside the window. After a moment of silence, he took out the pen and paper and began to write.

The words left on the paper are very simple, and only he can understand the hidden laws, which are all combing and analysis.

He is no longer a child in the small mountain village. He is still pure in his heart, but he has learned to hide himself and look at the world in more ways.

A few seemingly simple transfer orders and some related news, combined together, turned into a vague but complex pattern.

After spending half an hour, he analyzed that Bulao Lin should do a major event in the near future, but what exactly is it?

This question took him a lot of time.

For the next day and night, he sat at the desk, kept flipping through the files, and analyzed them with strange symbols.

When he was thirsty, he would drink some water, and when he was hungry, he told himself that he would go to the tavern to eat later.

When bloodshot eyes began to appear in his eyes, he finally came to a preliminary conclusion.

He is still not sure what Xi Wangsun wants to do, but he can be sure that the target is the Zhenmo Prison in Chaoge City.

What exactly does Bulao Lin want to do? Could it be that they really colluded with the Underworld?

Liu Shisui picked up the paper full of words, rubbed his hands into ashes, got up and walked to the window, rubbed his face with the residual warmth of his palms, feeling a little better.

There was a new starry night outside the window, but it was no different from last night.

He wanted to pace, but dared not.

He didn't know if Xi Wangsun had sent someone to watch him, and more importantly, even though Xi Wangsun had trusted him, he still felt that someone was watching him.

He was feeling a little anxious.

For this matter, he has devoted more than ten years of his youth and endured endless infamy and danger.

What was more painful was the inner struggle and entanglement, which tormented him day and night.

He watched Bulaolin kill people and do evil, even if he knew in advance who Bulaolin wanted to assassinate, he didn't send any information to the outside world.

He had already made a decision last night to continue lurking until he found the most hidden names and found evidence of the other party's collusion with the Underworld.

But this time, Bulao Lin's goal is to suppress the Devil Prison.

Should I continue to wait?

No, the human race cannot bear such a danger, and Bulaolin's setting the target as the Devil's Prison is tantamount to colluding with the Underworld, so why do we need other evidence?

Liu Shisui looked at the sea of ​​stars in the night, was silent for a long time, and said in his heart: "Then, that's it."

He walked to the stone wall, lifted the restraint, took out those jade books and put them on the table.

Through certain details, he had judged early on that these jade volumes could not be taken out of the room, and had never attempted this.

He opened those jade volumes and began to read them for the last time.

The last name entered his mind, he closed the jade book, put it back in place, and walked towards the quiet room.

He didn't bring anything.

Breaking through the clouds and mists, and landed on the island where the waves were roaring, Liu Shisui walked into the dilapidated Sea God Temple and came to Haizhou City through the tunnel.

He walked through the lively market with the crowd, and then walked into the restaurant.

Xiao He has prepared the meal and has been waiting for him.

Liu Shisui said thank you, took the chopsticks and started to eat, without saying anything during the whole process.

Xiao He looked at him with a smile, her eyes were calm, but her mood was complicated.

She was sure that he brought nothing out of the gimbal.

But why did she feel that he came to say goodbye to her?

Are you going to leave like this without taking even a single cloud with you?

The food was quickly eaten up. Liu Shisui sincerely thanked her, chatted with her for a few more words, and got up to leave.

Seeing his figure disappearing into the crowd, Xiao He felt somewhat lost.

Contrary to her imagination, Liu Shisui did not leave Haizhou City.

He returned to the dilapidated Sea God Temple through the tunnel, then returned to the Yuntai through the formation in the night, and returned to the quiet room again.

He stood in front of the window and looked at the starry night that was no different from last night, rubbed his slightly swollen belly, and smiled on his face, looking very relaxed and satisfied.

I don't know if it's because of Xiao He's breath, the smell of the food, or something else.

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Chaonan City is the capital of Nanhe State and the most populous city in the south of Chaotian Continent, and it is very close to Qingshan, so it has gathered countless wealth.

It is naturally impossible for Baoshuju's family to eat up so much wealth. In fact, from ancient times to the present, Baoshuju's seat in this feast of wealth has not been too high.

The real masters of this wealth are more than a dozen families that are inextricably linked with Qingshan Jiufeng, and one of them is surnamed Gu.

The Gu family owns too many properties, so many people in the clan sometimes don't know whether a certain shop belongs to them.

For example, the firm in West City that specializes in selling seafood.

One morning, the firm delivered a cart of sea fish to the Gu family's old house, and one of the big fish was sent to the small kitchen.

Strangely, this fish was not steamed, braised in soy sauce, or made raw, but was delivered to the old man's dining table as it was.

The old man took a small silver knife from the current patriarch, cut open the belly of the fish himself, and took out a pearl the size of a fist.

Feeling the faint aura contained in the pearl, the patriarch was a little surprised and said: "Even if this vitality pearl is good, why are you so cautious?"

The old man's eyes were a little muddy, he glanced at him lightly, and said: "How can you and I comment on the work of the immortal master? Hurry up and seal it up and send it to the mountain."

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Three days later, a box from Chaonan City was delivered to Liangwang Peak.

Looking at the monogram on the box, Gu Han's expression suddenly changed, and he notified Guo Nanshan as quickly as possible.

The disciples of Liangwang Peak came here soon and opened the restriction to seal the entrance of the cave.

All eyes fell on the box.

"This is the monogram of my family, and it was sent from the west."

Gu Han looked at Nanshan and said, "You know what I mean."

Guo Nanshan looked at the box and said, "But what does he mean?"

Gu Han said, "The beads are inside."

Guo Nanshan was surprised and said, "How is this possible?"