Of course, for Ye Xiyue now, that is still too far.
After all, she is still a member of the Spirit Sect, not even a Spirit Master, let alone a legendary god.
She came to see the family history, on the one hand, to enhance her understanding of the Baili clan, and on the other hand, she heard Baili Feiyang accidentally mention that her mother loved staying here and always came to read books alone.
I watched it all afternoon.
She wanted to visit her mother's favorite place.
Ye Xiyue put the clan history back and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped.
She stared at the bookshelf.
It was evening at this time, and the warm orange sunset reflected the afterglow on the bookshelf in the corner from the west window.
There is a slight bend on the side.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, then raised her hand and touched it slowly and carefully along the edge of the bookshelf.
Finally she felt a bulge.
This bookshelf actually has a mezzanine.
Ye Xiyue quickly touched a thin gap and took out a few thin pieces of paper.
Paper?
Ye Xiyue was startled, took the pieces of paper in her hand and looked at them.
The paper is of high quality, but it seems to have aged a bit and is slightly yellowed.
Each one has a date written on it, as well as some scattered words.
"On the seventh day of August, I can't understand."
"It's August 11th, but I still can't understand."
"September 23, am I thinking too much?"
And so on.
It looks like some meaningless thoughts, written down casually.
But if this is the case, how could it be carefully hidden here?
And... this handwriting, Ye Xiyue looked at it, always felt a little familiar.
She stared at the pieces of paper for a long time, and suddenly a white light flashed in her mind!
etc!
This seems to be... my mother's handwriting!
Thinking of this, Ye Xiyue's heart beat rapidly.
She quickly took out the map of the realm of the gods that her mother had drawn, compared it again, and finally determined that this was the hand of her mother!
Ye Xiyue frowned slightly.
In other words, these pieces of paper were hidden here by my mother.
Back then, she liked to come here to read, so it seemed normal that she would do this. But the key point is... what do the words she wrote on this piece of paper mean?
Since it's hidden on this bookshelf, I can't understand what she said... Could it be referring to family history?
But Ye Xiyue just finished reading the book and didn't find anything wrong with it.
How could my mother say she doesn’t understand?
She said she thinks too much, but what does she mean?
Ye Xiyue looked at the book again.
It sits quietly on the bookshelf with nothing wrong with it.
Ye Xiyue took down the book again and read it again.
Time passed, until the sky outside gradually became dark and the handwriting on the book was difficult to read clearly, Ye Xiyue stopped and raised her hand to pinch the sore back of her neck.
After reading this book for so long, she still couldn't see any problems.
Suddenly, Ye Xiyue stopped and turned to look out the window.
The night is dark and the moon is high.
It's actually completely dark now.
But the key is that the time it took her to read the book the second time was twice as long as the first time!
Realizing this, Ye Xiyue's heart suddenly stopped beating for a moment, and an indescribable chill rose from her back!
She lowered her head again and her pupils suddenly shrank!
Because the writing on the book was moving slowly, completely disrupting the order!