While Sang Yu was resting, a black bookmark was delivered to her villa.

The crow that had not been seen for a long time was standing on the wall of the villa with a bookmark in its mouth. Its red eyes were rolling. When it saw Sang Yu again, it couldn't help but roll its eyes.

Sang Yu pointed at the crow that rolled its eyes and said to the starving ghost beside him: "Look, this is the real food delivered to your door."

When the crow heard this, he almost fell to the ground with his paw in the air.

"You woman are as annoying as ever."

He placed the bookmark on the wall and glared at Sang Yu fiercely.

Sang Yu raised her eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Your new wings look pretty good!"

crow:"……"

This guy who rides on a horse will not pick up any pot!

"Don't say such cruel words with your beautiful face. The master heard that you wanted to see him and asked me to send you the bookmark. You just need to drop blood on the bookmark and it will open the door of the library."

After giving the master's orders, the crow fluttered its wings and left, unwilling to stay for a second longer.

Sang Yu looked at the crow flying away and sighed: "What a pity. I originally wanted to catch up with this bird!"

The starving ghost scratched his head: "Master, if you want to eat crows, wouldn't it be easy? I'll go to the mass graves and catch a few for you."

"Forget it, I still like to eat...it's delivered to my door."

Sang Yu stretched out her hand, and the black bookmark slowly floated into her palm.

An eyeball is drawn with gold patterns on the bookmark. The eyeball is lifelike, as if it were a real eyeball.

A faint evil aura spread out from the bookmark, and it exuded a unique smell, like a mixture of ink and blood.

Sang Yu didn't hesitate. A drop of blood slowly condensed on her fingertips and dripped on the bookmark.

In an instant, the scenery in front of her continued to distort, and black squares piled up one after another in front of her, forming a huge and magnificent building.

At the top of the building, a huge golden eyeball hangs on the circular dome. The pupils of the golden eyeball rotate like a high god looking down on all living beings below.

Then, on those stacked black squares, there were densely packed books. The huge number was simply breathtaking.

"You came……"

A man wearing a jet-black robe appeared in front of Sang Yu. He had a pair of silver-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The eyes hidden behind the glasses were long, narrow and deep, as if he could see through everything in the world.

He still looked the same as before, with a gentle smile on his not-so-handsome face, and an elegant and easy-going temperament exuding around him, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Even though she knew that the man in front of her might be the mastermind behind everything, Sang Yu still couldn't feel any disgust towards him.

Sang Yu knows...this is the most dangerous place for men.

He can affect a person's perception of him, even if Sang Yu is not a person, he will still be affected.

Sang Yu looked at the surrounding environment, and when she saw this magnificent and huge library, she said with some surprise: "I didn't expect that you are really a library administrator."

Mo Qing smiled. He seemed to want to have a long chat with Sang Yu. A tea table appeared between him and Sang Yu, with two cups of hot tea on it.

He first sat down, rubbed his slender fingers on the teacup, and said in an unhurried voice: "In my opinion, a person's life is a heavy book, and the world is a huge library. The contents of the book How to write depends on... what kind of life each person wants to live. "

Sang Yu sat opposite him. She looked at the neatly arranged books, tilted her head and asked, "Are the books here the life you collected?"

Mo Qing took a sip of tea and smiled lightly: "Yes...and no."

"If you are curious, you can pick out a book at random and read it. Maybe the content inside will attract your interest."

There was a profound meaning in his tone, as if he was sure that Sang Yu would definitely be interested.

Sang Yu narrowed her eyes, and finally stretched out her hand, and a book appeared out of thin air in her hand.

The cover of the book is very soft, much like the paper in the "Book of Answers", and feels like delicate human skin.

But seeing the face on the book cover, Sang Yu's eyes trembled.

——Daughter River

This was a replica of what she had experienced.

She opened the cover and frowned gradually when she saw the contents inside.

A remote village deep in the mountains, villagers who abduct and traffic women, evil customs that mutilate women's bodies, a long river where countless baby girls drown...

This book records everything about "Daughter River".

Sang Yu closed the book, stretched out her hand, and another book appeared in her hand.

This time, the cover of the book is: Lingbei Orphanage.

Orphans who were used as sacrifices by the rich waited for their dead children in despair. They thought they would welcome happiness but fell into the abyss...

Small bodies were buried in the basement of the orphanage.

Both books are copies of Sang Yu's experiences.

Mo Qing said with great interest: "How about it? Isn't the content in the book very interesting?"

Sang Yu closed the second book and nodded: "It is indeed interesting, so...you have worked hard to collect copies of these games for us?"

If each book were a copy, the library would be almost terrifyingly large.

Mo Qing smiled and said, "I can't say it's a lot of hard work. After all, collecting these evil things... I think it's quite easy."

Sang Yu asked calmly: "I want to know the meaning of what you did?"

Although she had guessed part of the truth, she couldn't see through the man in front of her.

He seems to be the "evil" side, the controller of this game, and he also seems to be an outsider in the game. He doesn't care about everything, but he still controls the overall situation.

Sang Yu's answer was only two words.

Mo Qing: "Interesting."

When Sang Yu heard this answer, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "Hypocritical man."

He didn't tell her the real answer, he was just deliberately trying to fool her.

Mo Qing took Sang Yu's little expression into his eyes and asked with a smile: "There are so many books here, why do you think it is?"

"Tree roots did not rot in a day, and the world did not collapse suddenly. There are countless books in these books. They record countless evil deeds. They are like termites eating tree roots. After accumulating to a certain extent, After a sudden explosion, a tree collapsed like this..."

"That's why I collected them, because I wanted to know...how much evil must be done to destroy a world!"

"Now...this library is the answer."

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