The fire ghosts approached with gnashing teeth, and Xiao Qianchuan had nowhere to retreat.

The room was too stuffy, and every breath of air Xiao Qianchuan breathed was scorching hot.

Sweat soaked his shirt on his chest. He tugged at his collar and accidentally pulled out a handkerchief from his chest pocket.

The handkerchief was licked by the surrounding flames before it hit the ground and immediately burned to ashes in mid-air.

The burnt smoke choked Xiao Qianchuan so much that he couldn't stop coughing.

He was hunched over, and the high temperature made his hair curl slightly, as if it would be ignited in the next second.

Xiao Qianchuan reached out and touched the back of his sweaty neck, then slowly stood up.

The red ghost sensed the danger and stopped approaching. This uneasy feeling reminded him of the time when he died.

What despair and pain it is!

Even though he has been dead for many years, my soul still trembles when I recall him now.

"No! Stop, everyone, don't go near that..."

It's too late!

Half of the red ghost's warning was stuck in his throat before he could spit it out, and he watched helplessly as the old friends were entangled by the thing thrown by the kid.

The light blue silk thread emitted a faint fluorescence and looked as thin and soft as spider silk, but it strangled several heads in an instant.

Those headless ghosts shook twice, and the flames suddenly went out, as if they had never existed, and completely disappeared from sight.

"how is this possible?"

The red ghost fluttered back, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

"The Inset family has been blessed by the gods. Our souls cannot perish. Absolutely not!"

Watching the thread swimming towards him as if it had life, the red ghost suddenly thought of something and knelt down towards the person opposite him with a plop.

"Have mercy! I was blind. I didn't expect that the ancestor had assimilated with the insect god. I couldn't recognize him for a while. Please forgive me."

Xiao Qianchuan flicked his hand, and the light blue silk thread was quickly retracted, wrapping around his fingertips and forming a glowing little ball in his palm.

This thing is really useful.

Xiao Qianchuan smiled with satisfaction, it was worth it that he had to sell his body to get it from Luo Xie.

Originally, he wanted to keep the cocoon silk to deal with insects, but he didn't expect that there were no messy things in the underground palace, and it was actually quite good for lighting.

But this does not conform to Xiao Qianchuan's purpose of making full use of resources.

So he endured and didn't take it out, wanting to play the victim and try to get some benefits from the audience in the live broadcast room.

The actual result was even more surprising than he had imagined.

Admitting that you are afraid of the dark is more difficult than facing it head on.

However, the gift worth 50 points completely soothed Xiao Qianchuan's hurt nerves.

However, what surprised him most was that the cocoon silk tainted with the breath of the insect god was actually a sharp weapon to kill the fire ghost.

It seems that Luo Xie knows everything, so he is willing to give him the cocoon silk.

But the other party had no intention of telling him such important information. Xiao Qianchuan pursed his lips and felt a little unhappy.

"Tell me everything you know. The secrets of the Inset family, and the matter between me and the Insect God."

The flames on the red ghost suddenly weakened, the red fire turned blue, and the sound became a little quieter.

"Ah! You don't remember. It's true. The power of the Insect God is too strong. You have already endured too much."

As he spoke, the Flame Ghost pulled out a black hardcover notebook of unknown material from between his ribs, then he lay on the ground with his arms outstretched and placed it at Xiao Qianchuan's feet.

"This is your notebook. You, the first ancestor, were worried that you would be assimilated by the insect god and lose all your memories of being a human. So during the last succession ceremony, you gave it to me for safekeeping. Now it is returned to its original owner."

Xiao Qianchuan was half-believing and half-doubting. Seeing that the guy put his head on the ground and didn't move after handing over the thing, Xiao Qianchuan picked up the notebook.

This notebook is very thick, comparable to the collection of four great classics, and it feels heavy in the hand.

I don't know what material the cover of this notebook is made of, it looks like the scales of some reptile, smooth yet tough.

Xiao Qianchuan gently opened it and saw only a name written on the title page.

Because.Inset.

The font is elegant and the strokes flow smoothly. The blue ink is a little light, and paired with the yellowed paper, it exudes a poetic feeling of the old spring days.

Xiao Qianchuan suddenly remembered a piece of information that Lanbo had shared with him earlier.

The earliest owner of Inset Castle, the ancestor of the Inset family, was named In, after the land beneath his feet, Inset County.

Turning to another page, he suddenly found it interesting.

Xiao Qianchuan read the contents of the notebook quickly.

He quickly turned four-fifths of the thick book, and his fingers suddenly stopped, stroking the last words left by In. Inset.

[Lily died today. My beloved great-great-granddaughter did not live past the age of 124.

I am tired of this kind of life, and I am not even sure if I am truly alive. Loved ones and relatives have passed away one after another, and balls have been held in the castle one after another. I am surrounded by loneliness in the bustle.

I once again regretted the deal I made with the Insect God. I longed to rot and mold, then be free and die. I had a feeling that someone would soon come and wake him up, and put an end to it all.

Whoever he is, I sincerely hope that he can completely bury the secrets of the Inset family and my body.]

[Main quest progress: 70%]

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