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On the other side of the story.

After the four of them finished their meal, they waited for Wan Zi'an and Wen Renyu to return. Then, as agreed in advance, Wen Renjue took them to the library where the secret books were stored.

Wen Ren Jue had a bunch of keys in his hand. He led everyone to the library... and unlocked the room with his fingerprint.

Um, let’s just say, what’s the use of carrying this key?

"Originally, many of the techniques in the library were only available to direct disciples. However, since almost no one in the Wen family has been able to successfully practice them over the years, the clan simply opened up the library. After all... if someone could really succeed in practicing, it would be a good thing."

Wen Ren Jue explained to everyone.

"If that's the case, then why do we need fingerprints?"

Wan Zian swore that this was really his attitude when speaking in a nice manner.

In the end, Wenren Yu still glared at him.

Wan Zian was helpless, so he simply stopped talking. As soon as he spoke, this sister-con would glare at him and even threaten him with his secrets from time to time.

"Don't you understand, Third Young Master? After all, the Wen family isn't the only one living on this mountain."

Wen Renjue explained with a smile, and Wan Zian immediately realized, my goodness, this mountain is now occupied by the Wen family and them, doesn't this mean they are on guard against them? ?

"..."

What surprised everyone was that Wan Zian did not fight back this time.

But none of this matters anymore. Mu Xi just wants to see the secret book as soon as possible. She wants to see if it is the same as the one she created and what the differences are.

If the techniques are the same except for the errors in them, doesn't it prove that this world is really inextricably linked with that other world?

Are they really one world?

Wen Renjue took them into the first floor of the library and asked them to wait there while she went to the second floor by herself.

"Let me see what good things the famous Wen family has to offer... Let the goddess fight for me to the death, take down this bald head, let the head master uncle fall for me, how to make the mortal enemy kneel down and beg for mercy, what the hell??!!"

Wan Zian was so scared that he threw the book away, and then it was caught steadily by Wen Renyu who came up from behind!

"What are you doing... So my book is here, why couldn't I find it!" Wen Renyu held his book with a look of surprise.

"The first floor of the library is open to everyone. It's like our library. I like to come here to read books and cultivate my sentiments when I have nothing to do. Do you understand?"

Wen Renyu looked very righteous and explained to everyone, regardless of whether others could understand her or not. She still looked arrogant.

Wan Zian pointed at her with a shocked look on his face, "You, you usually read these books to cultivate your sentiments?!"

Oh my God, today I finally saw someone crazier than him!

Wen Renyu held the book in his arms and asked confidently, "Is it not okay? I think a good book is one that makes people feel happy. It can naturally cultivate my sentiments. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"..."

Pei Zhifan smiled, "There's nothing wrong with that. I think the books you read are all good. If it's convenient, can you recommend two to me?"

"No big deal. These books of mine are full of valuable information and very useful." Wen Renyu nodded and pointed at the books in his hand. "Which one do you want?"

Pei Zhifan was not just talking, he pointed to the first book with a very clear purpose - "Let the Goddess Die and Live for Me".

"..."

"I didn't expect you to like this." Wen Renyu looked at him a few more times, "That's right, you've reached that age."

Pei Zhifan should be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old. I have never heard that he has ever been in a relationship. I guess he is not very good at pursuing girls. This book can help him.

Wen Renyu thought of this and happily gave him the book. "Believe me, as long as you follow the methods in the book to chase girls, I guarantee that you will have two in three years!"

"..."

Wan Zian rolled his eyes. He really couldn't stand it anymore. Could this damn girl talk some more nonsense?

"Thank you in advance."

Pei Zhifan was very polite and took the book with great care, his eyes vaguely glancing over Mu Xi's head.

Wan Jingshan: "..." Where is he looking at? ! Who else does he want to have two babies in three years? !

Despicable and vicious.

Wan Jingshan's eyes were deep, and his body gradually moved between Mu Xi and Pei Zhifan, looking back with a very straightforward gaze.

This was a big deal. The atmosphere between the two people instantly became tense. Wen Renyu looked at Pei Zhifan, then at Wan Jingshan, and then at Mu Xi who was standing aside and had nothing to do with it...

Wow?!

She seemed to have discovered something suddenly?!

Wan Zian wanted to laugh when he saw this. He couldn't help but walk out and insert himself between the two of them, pretending to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, can you two act like normal people? Just for..."

"Shut up, you dog licker." Wan Jingshan took the initiative!

"There's no other way. I don't want to end up sending my goddess to check into a hotel with someone else." Contestant Pei Zhifan was equally unwilling to fall behind, so he went straight to the point!

"...??!!"

Wan Zian was hit by a double attack. No, who did he offend? ? A great shame! A great shame! !

Why should we treat him like that?!

After a while, Wen Ren Jue came out from the library on the second floor. In her arms, she was holding a box made of unknown material.

Mu Xi fixed her whole eyes on it.

Wan Jingshan and Pei Zhifan stopped making noise at noon, but Wan Zian approached Wen Renyu reluctantly and poked her arm.

Wen Renyu looked disgusted, "What are you doing?!"

"Shh, keep your voice down..." Wan Zian was afraid that she would make too much noise and be heard by others, so he simply dragged her behind the bookshelf away from the main group and pointed at her arms.

"He is reading a book... Is there any left? Give me one."

"..."

……

Since it was decided to show it to Mu Xi, there was no point in showing him the handwritten copy. Wen Ren Jue took out the original version.

The moment Wen Renjue opened the box, everyone smelled a faint fragrance. As she took out the things inside, she explained to everyone, "What you see was originally left over from a thousand years ago. It was nearly corrupted several times, and it underwent several repairs in the middle. Fortunately, the materials used by our ancestors were all top-quality, so it was finally preserved in the end. This is what you see now."

After she said this, everyone understood.

The reason why we can smell this faint fragrance is probably because of some protective measures taken to prevent the ancient books from corruption.

The ancient book taken out of the box was in the shape of a book. It looked like pieces of paper bound together into a book.

This piece of paper does not seem to be a modern product. It is something from thousands of years ago and can be considered a real antique.

The paper was yellowed, probably because it had been restored, and it had a faint waxy yellow luster. Wen Renjue took it out very carefully.

"In fact, to prevent it from being lost, this copy has probably been copied many times, and it has also been made into an electronic version. But since Miss Mu wants to see it, and to help us find the problem, I think we should let you see the original copy."

Mu Xi nodded. This is what should be done.

She originally wanted to make this request. If she only looked at some manuscripts, she would only see the problems, not the source of the problems.

Wen Renjue opened the ancient book, and the small black characters on it slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Ever since Mu Xi saw this ancient book, her eyes have never been elsewhere. "Second Miss, can you let me take a look?"

She stretched out her hand to gesture for it to be taken. Wen Renjue had no objection, as it was meant to be shown to her anyway, so she carefully handed the thing in her hand to her.

"Miss Mu, please be careful. This treasure is very precious to our family. If it is damaged, it will be difficult to explain."

This is true. Regardless of whether this is a precious legacy left by our ancestors, something that is thousands of years old has become a valuable antique even today.

"Don't worry." Mu Xi gave her a reassuring look.

She took it and slowly opened it, and the flowing handwriting on the ancient book came into view.

Her hands were trembling slightly. To her, the ancient book was like a treasure that had found its owner.

One person and one thing, the scene that should have taken place in the same era, is separated by a thousand years and finally meets again.

Wan Jingshan was originally standing behind Mu Xi, so of course he noticed something was wrong with her at the first moment. He followed her line of sight and saw the small words on the ancient book.

“……”What beautiful words!

He was slightly surprised. The fonts in this book had a unique charm that modern people could never achieve no matter how hard they practiced calligraphy. But why... he felt that this font was somewhat familiar?

It's like I've seen it somewhere.

While Wan Jingshan was searching in his memory, Pei Zhifan's gaze had already moved from the ancient book to Mu Xi's face.

He was very familiar with the fonts on the ancient books.

And the person who is reading the ancient books is what he has been pursuing throughout his life.

"Can you understand? Our ancestors used traditional Chinese characters. If you can't understand, I can translate it for you." Wen Renjue was afraid that she couldn't understand it, because nowadays there are indeed very few young people who can recognize so many traditional Chinese characters at one time.

"No need." Mu Xi refused. She touched the small words on it and smiled slightly. Then she slowly said, "Her handwriting is really beautiful."

Wen Renjue was proud of it. "Excuse me, my father said that our ancestor's calligraphy was one of the best back then. Her calligraphy works were all the rage, and many people were vying for them."

When Mu Xi heard this, she slowly laughed.

Actually, it was not entirely what Wen Renjue said. It was mainly because she thought her calligraphy was beautiful at the time and wanted to market it. Sometimes she even forced people who did not understand calligraphy or collect calligraphy to buy it. Over time, her reputation grew...

But the handwriting looks good, that’s for sure.

"What are you laughing at? Of course, our ancestors' handwriting is beautiful. I dare say that the handwriting of those old men and women who have preserved their family's martial arts secret manuals is uglier than the other. There is no way that they can compare to our ancestors'!"

Wen Renyu was used to speaking arrogantly, and Wan Zian was too lazy to argue with her. He slowly moved behind her and glanced at her casually.

He wanted to see how good it could be.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, but once he starts looking, he can't take his eyes away, as if his eyes were fixed there with glue.

Suddenly, he realized something and had a look of sudden enlightenment on his face.

"Eh??"

"Mu Xi, isn't this similar to your handwriting?"

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

One word awakens the dreamer.

After Wan Zian finished speaking, Mu Xi had no time to react before Wen Renyu and Wen Renjue made a move.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is an ancient book of martial arts written by our ancestor Wen Renjing thousands of years ago. Mu Xi... no matter how well she writes, she can never compare to our ancestor!"

Wenren Yu was of course the first one to be unhappy.

Even Wen Ren Jue's face turned cold. She knew that Wan Zian's words were not proper, but since it concerned their ancestors, it would be extremely disrespectful if someone was allowed to trample on them like this.

In particular, the ancestor Wenren Jing is an idol to almost everyone in the Wen family. The glory she has created is unmatched. It can be said that the reason why the Wen family is what it is today is entirely due to her creation.

"This has nothing to do with whether it's good or not. Ancestors are ancestors. I don't want you to compare anyone else with our ancestor Wen Renjing."

"Master Wan San, you can talk nonsense with any of us, but please don't make fun of our ancestors, otherwise we will have to be rude."

Mu Xi didn't say anything. She looked at Wen Renyu and Wen Renjue, who were arguing for her with serious faces. Even Wen Renyu, who had always been willful and capricious, looked serious. She suddenly felt warm in her heart.

Even though a thousand years have passed, people still remember each other. Mu Xi couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, it seemed very warm and had a sense of belonging.

The moment she saw this ancient book, she was sure that this was what she had left behind.

She should be the Wen Ren Jing they are talking about.

Across the front, a world.

On the other hand, Wan Zian was still wondering why he was being targeted again. He was not crazy just now, and he was telling the truth, right? !

"I'm serious, her handwriting is very similar..."

"Wan Zi'an." Mu Xi finally spoke.

She turned her head and looked at him quietly, then suddenly asked, "Have you ever practiced calligraphy?"

He shook his head, and Mu Xi laughed, "You dare to say that without being taught? In your eyes, everyone's handwriting should look the same, right?"

"How can I not be able to distinguish the characters? Even if you have never eaten pork, you must have seen pigs run..." Wan Zian's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he was speechless.

He wanted to say something else, but no one paid attention to him anymore.

On the side, Pei Zhifan smiled slowly.

Wan Jingshan finally understood why he felt that the font in this ancient book looked familiar.

Wan Zimu had not paid much attention to the Hundreds of Equipment Refining Manuals that Mu Xi had given him before, as he was not interested in it, but he still took a few glances at the book.

That Hundred Schools' Equipment Refining Manual was a handwritten copy, and the font on the handwritten copy was indeed extremely similar to what we see now...

Wan Zian might be easily fooled, but he could tell that the similarity between the two people's handwritings reached an astonishing level.

why?

Just like what Mu Xi said, is it a coincidence?

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