Chapter 138 "Yue'e" and "Youji"

Just when Jiang Ge was almost immersed in studying the illustrations of "The Palace of the Silent Moon: The Secret History of Yue'e".

A large amount of information poured into my mind, and the interpretation of the book recording the inheritance of the Mirror-Grinder beginners was completed.

Jiang Ge closed the picture album for the time being.

View the corresponding content.

To his surprise, the content in the book was much simpler than he expected.

There is not much useful information.

It is mentioned in the book that this book was written after the old library of the "Yongyue Poetry Society" was burned down.

A senior transcribed it based on his memory of reading it.

Therefore, a lot of information was lost, and a lot of information about this senior's understanding of the profession of "mirror grinder" was added.

If she was touched by him, he would definitely kick her ass with his high-heeled boots!

Through the "Mirror Ritual" that lasts for many years, you can strengthen your connection with the world in the mirror and increase the probability of receiving blessings.

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A tic-tac-toe appeared on Jiang Ge's forehead.

It's like entering the mirror world...

If this person is still alive.

Give the special medicine to Queen Feng Ye.

"Did the stuff arrive?"

"But, is it Jingyue's favor?"

These four picture albums indeed hide something.

Bai Xingzhi stood guard in front of Yingyue Well with a book in hand.

Strange skills are too clever to be put to practical use.

Jiang Ge looked at what Jing Zhong and Feng Ye said, which was basically a statement, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

So, wait until nightfall.

Well, I should say almost none.

"You can try..."

Feng Ye flipped through the seven picture albums one by one, read the contents, and then frowned.

A message emerged from the well.

Therefore, there are not many useful things in this book.

Then, the next second.

"According to what the old president said at the time, unless the contents of those picture albums are those who have been favored by Jingyue, once the essence of them is seen through, they will definitely arouse Yue's anger... If Liu Wenjun can survive, then Feng Ye

It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

Jiang Ge once again visited the fantasy world.

"But, as for the specifics, you can ask me tonight using the water mirror technique."

First, I felt it carefully and finally determined that there was really no danger.

However, the corresponding exploration must be left for later.

He could feel that the deeper areas leading to the three secret places were already open to him.

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In front of the Yingyue Well.

Sudden changes occur.

A blurry dream like moonlight appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Ge's consciousness emerged from the water.

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and said with some embarrassment, "Speaking of it, it seems that there is such a thing, that senior is the vice president of the poetry club, and he really doesn't like mirror grinders.

"

So now he is still the only one in the poetry club.

First, he asked about Feng Ye's situation, and then made inferences from Jiang Ge's answer.

Damn it, what kind of bullshit senior.

Because he has crossed the second-day gate, the "depth" in the illusion world has deepened.

Bai Xingzhi muttered to himself and walked to the well.

Both sides are connected.

The scene at the first Tianmen also changed slightly and became more realistic.

Feng Ye explained it a bit, and finally said that he couldn't make it up any more, he just wanted to do whatever he wanted.

"Bai Xingzhi is in charge of the poetry club's library. He probably knew that the mirror grinder's inheritance was damaged, and the deputy president's artificial copies were unreliable, so he sent these albums..."

There was a crash.

Along with these four books disappeared into the air

After a while, the surface of the well became hazy.

So in her mouth, the mirror grinder prayed for the power in the mirror.

Jiang Ge talked about the inheritance of mirror grinders and several picture albums.

After thinking for a while, Bai Xingzhi looked at the inquiry from Jiang Ge about the albums, sent a message back, and said to himself.

Arrive in front of the Yingyue Well at the First Heavenly Gate.

Simply!

Some existences in the "Mirror World", and even the Mirror Moon itself.

The scale of the emperor's poetry gathering was a little too big, and the old president of the poetry club still didn't come back.

Unfortunately, this senior seems to have a strong prejudice against "mirror grinders", believing that they are not as noble as "poets" at all.

"However, interpreting the album is difficult and risky?"

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Jiang Ge touched his chin and looked at the frozen Yingyue Well.

Jiang Ge looked at the moonlight in the Yingyue Well, and used the water mirror technique to connect to the Yingyue Well of the Yongyue Poetry Society.

The point repeatedly emphasized in the book is to strengthen communication and obtain gifts, and then say that the profession of mirror grinder has no future at all, so just change to a poet...

"By the way, I remembered. When a member of the poetry club was wandering around the library, he found that the inheritance about the "Mirror Grinder" was mixed with basic erotic albums. He reported it to the old president. I thought it had been done.

After the adjustment, I didn’t expect it to still be there..."

Jiang Ge felt his head suddenly become dizzy.

"I think I have this thing."

"As for these picture albums."

From Feng Ye, Jiang Ge also confirmed his thoughts.

"Bai Xingzhi is still worried about me, sending something like this that is basically a big bomb to others."

Returning to the present world, Jiang Ge folded four picture albums into a stack.

His consciousness seemed to be thrown into the cold amber lake with a splash.

He asked about the return date, and the old president replied that it would take at least a month and a half before he could come back.

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"Besides, interpretation is not a problem for me as I have a research slot."

With a flip of his hand, he slapped the four picture albums into the research slot and burped.

Feng Ye said a little unsure.

"Regarding the burning of the inheritance of the Mirror Grinder, she took the initiative to say that she remembered the contents, so she got the book. It is probably because of her identity that the person in charge of the review of the poetry society did not read too carefully..."

I found myself in a huge palace that looked like it was carved out of jade.

In short, good luck.

Isn't this just using the reputation of leaving a legacy to trample on the mirror grinder?

Jiang Ge said fiercely.
To be continued...