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Yi Zai pressed An Ge into his arms, pressed the Yuzhen acupoint with both hands to give him a gentle massage, and gently stroked his scalp with his hot fingertips, as if there was a slight electric current passing by.

The boy said softly, "Brother Clay, are you feeling better now?"

An Ge: ... I thank you.

After all, the other party had good intentions, and the massage techniques were quite good, so he simply continued to let Yi Zai hold it, and said, "I didn't mean that... It's just that the more I thought about the problem, the more complicated it became, so I felt a headache."

Yizai let out an oh, and pressed him several times before letting go.

So virtuous that people want to take it home.

An Ge clapped the thin booklet in his hand, and continued: "I started to see that something has been taken away here, and it can be understood as a hidden and unique clue. The problem is that this book has been refreshed, and the explanation is the same as... …That stone is different, it’s not the only item. And we didn’t do any pre-quests, but now we got clues, which shows…”

Yizi cried out: "How could this be? This means... there are new clues added as time goes by? So nothing was found the day before yesterday, but today is different? Wow, don't you have to search all the rooms every day? ? Will die of exhaustion!"

An Ge nodded: "You are right, if you do this, it will be a very boring game of finding objects, which is actually meaningless."

Yizi scratched his head: "What's going on?"

An Ge didn't ask and answer, but instead asked, "What do you think?"

Yi Zai: "The search went so smoothly, but it looks like a fake... I always feel that something is wrong."

It sounds like you had trouble finding clues before...

An Ge didn't complain about him, but simply leaned against the bookshelf behind her, sat down cross-legged and began to flip through the booklet, "I have a bold guess...but let me verify it first."

Yizai said yes, and went over to watch it with him.

The dark red booklet is very thin, similar to a conference manual, and it is reasonable to say that there is not much to write.

But the moment it was opened, information flooded in like a torrent.

An Ge subconsciously grasped Yizi's arm and closed his eyes.

Because it was the diary he found, the information was only aimed at him, and Yizi was not affected in any way.

This made the young boy even more worried, and he didn't dare to make any big moves for fear of affecting him, so he could only watch with concern.

After more than a minute without any movement, Yi Zai lost his composure, and the fingers holding An Ge's shoulder became more and more forceful until An Ge gasped: "It hurts."

Only then did Yizai come back to his senses, and asked nervously, "Are you all right?"

An Ge suddenly felt a little sad, raised his hand and patted the back of Yizai's hand, "I'm fine, I'm fine...don't worry so much all the time, take it easy."

Yi Zai was startled, and suddenly laughed, "Wow, who is the person who is usually nervous? I was actually comforted in reverse."

An Ge gave him a sideways glance, and summed up the information he had just obtained in a few words.

To be precise, the book he obtained should be Faust's Diary One. The number means that there will be two, three, four copies, but this one lasted for a full 100 years.

This means that Faust is still alive for at least 100 years.

The diary records the process when he was depressed by the limitations of the times at first, and was unable to pursue the so-called truth with all his efforts, and the process of meeting Mephisto and signing a contract with him.

In just a few decades, Mephisto, as folk rumors have it, used various methods to bring Faust to see the ultimate power, wealth, and power, but the final direction was very unexpected ——Faust was not blinded by the devil, so he didn't shout that line that has been passed down through the ages.

This is also the development of the plot that surprised An Ge for a long time.

Faust has been puzzled for a long time in the diary. He is dedicated to benefiting the people and has made a lot of efforts with the help of the devil.Treating the plague, inventing new tools to reduce the burden on manual laborers, promoting infrastructure and commercial circulation, and using most of the money earned to build schools, educate the people at the bottom to read, read, and count, and also established his heart. Library", collecting precious collections from all over the world.

The diary of this period can be said to be full of all the happiness that an idealist can have. Faust is full of spirits, joy and hope, but still not satisfied.

——Actually, Mephisto made a mistake on this point. He needs a human being to "admit satisfaction" before he can take away his soul, but he doesn't know that the more ambitious a person is, the harder it is to be satisfied.

When An Ge complained about this, Yi Zai interjected worriedly: "Then I am finished meeting a demon? I am easily satisfied. For example, although I didn't eat hot pot with Brother Clay, I ate mashed potatoes with chicken sauce..."

An Ge: "Didn't you meet a demon before? You were also constipated."

Yizi covered his face: "Please don't mention..."

All in all, when Faust thought that Albert was about to reach the top after building the world's first library, and he would die willingly, the situation took a turn for the worse, and he was treated as a heretic instead.

All the good deeds and achievements before have become proof of heresy.

He can cure diseases that cannot be cured by others, he can make magical props that no one can imagine, and even the business strategy he proposes can work-all because he signed a contract with the devil...

Ironically, the answer is true.

Although his purpose is noble, all of them have now become crimes. Even the construction of the library he promoted with all his strength is regarded as having bad intentions.

So he became the target of public criticism, the public enemy of the whole people, and was ordered by the king to be wanted nationwide.

And this was the scene An Ge had seen before.

There are torches all over the mountains and plains, from well-equipped steel knights to barefoot farmers, from soldiers with swords to craftsmen with scissors and saws, everyone is inspired by the sacred sense of mission and high rewards, and launched a campaign against a person. witch hunt.

And this castle is the last line of defense built by the devil to defend Faust.

The diary ends in a strange place.

Faust fell into the despair of self-doubt, surrounded by boundless malice and nowhere to escape, so he decided to kill himself.

At the end of the diary, I said: These are my last words on my deathbed. I have endless regrets and pain, and even have doubts about my own beliefs.I am not worthy of being a human being, let alone going to heaven after death. I just hope to disappear completely.

May my soul vanish into thin air and cease to exist.May the world forget Faust completely.

When An Ge finished speaking, Yi Zai suddenly grabbed his hand tightly again, "He... must have been in pain at that time, how pitiful."

An Ge let him grab it, "You are too emotional, this will be very hard."

Yizai slightly lowered his head and smiled, "Well, I'm fine, I'm not alone after all."

An Ge felt that he was a pun. On the outside, he had An Ge as his partner, and on the inside, he had a personality that could at least share his emotions despite having headaches. He was indeed not alone.As expected of a little witty ghost, he smiled and continued: "But since it's Faust's Diary One, it means that he didn't die, but continued to write two, three or four books...or at least there are two. "

Yi Zai said: "The contract between him and Mephisto has not been fulfilled. It is estimated that the devil is not reconciled and prevented him from killing himself?"

An Ge still frowned, "But, according to their teachings, the soul of a person who commits suicide will go to hell, why bother?"

Yi Zai said: "Brother Clay, this is why you don't understand. Going to hell by yourself is two different things from Mephisto getting his soul."

An Ge still frowned, "This is a new problem. First, why is the devil so obsessed with a human soul? Put the time and energy of pestering Faust elsewhere, and you will get a hundred souls." Right? Second, Faust has not died for a full 100 years, so how could he pass the inheritance to his nephew? His nephew is just an ordinary person, and his life span is not as long as his. And the third—"

He paused, and he didn't know whether it was because the room was really cold, or it suddenly became cold, and his whole body felt a little chilly, but he continued, "The person who led us to find the diary... Who is it?"