Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

Library.

"Hey, that's not scientific."

Xia Ge flipped through the book, "Why can't I find any clues?"

She searched through the books about the ancestor, and found almost no other clues except those few unofficial histories.

System: "Let's look for it again."

"Why is it so difficult?"

The unofficial history book in her hand, with a bronzing outer cover, looks awesome, but it is written about some irrelevant trifles of Lingxi Peak. Xia Ge originally wanted to find some clues about Lingxi ancestors from this side , but this book is flashy and has nothing to gain.

When putting the book back, Xia Ge vaguely felt something was wrong.

The book is wrapped in a cover, and there seems to be something bulging in the corner of the cover.Xia Ge took out the book again and groped a few times, "There seems to be something here...?"

System: "What's wrong?"

Xia Ge didn't answer, just said: "Let me see..."

She carefully tore open the cover, and sure enough, from the middle of the hard paper cover and the soft package, there was a neatly stacked small square the size of a fingernail.

System: "...what is this?"

"I don't know... I'll take a look first."

Xia Ge squeezed the cube, wrapped the book neatly and put it back where it was. Just as she was about to read it, someone patted her shoulder suddenly, and someone called her softly, "Xia Wuyin!"

Xia Ge was about to dismantle it, but at this moment, the whole person was startled, the small cube in her hand jumped at her fingertips, and then was grabbed back and clenched tightly. When she turned her head, she saw Mao Qing's curious face. face, "What are you looking at? So engrossed?"

Xia Ge felt like his heart was about to jump out, "You... when did you come?"

"Why can't I come... You've worked so hard these days, and you've been hanging out in the library. I'm bored, so I can only come to you." Mao Qing asked after finishing speaking, "What did you bring? You're so scared ?”

Xia Ge pretended to be calm and said, "...a love letter."

Mao Qing looked like I saw a ghost during the day, "Huh?"

"Someone handed you a love letter?"

Xia Ge: "...No way, I'm just that good."

Mao Qing: "..."

system:"……"

The corners of Mao Qing's mouth twitched, "Okay, look at your virtue, you came to the library to open love letters?"

"Of course...not anymore." Xia Ge broke away from the embarrassing topic of love letters, "Why did you come to see me?"

Mao Qing: "I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"

Xia Ge looked terrified and waved his hands again and again: "Are you going to pass me a love letter too, Mao Qing? Don't do this, we can still be friends..."

system:"……"

Mao Qing was speechless, "Okay, okay, stop acting, you are so hot, I came to see you for something."

"Huo Bai is leaving."

Xia Ge's heart skipped a beat, "What did you say?"

Mao Qing said: "When I was leaving, I heard him tell my master that something happened at his house, so I need to hurry back."

Xia Ge: "Oh... so, what does that have to do with me?"

"Didn't you care about him before? I just wanted to tell you." After Mao Qing finished speaking, she couldn't help asking, "Whose love letter?"

Xia Ge's heart is not fading: "Oh... Huo Bai's."

Mao Qing really saw a ghost this time: "... Huh?"

System: "...huh?"

Xia Ge showed a bright smile: "I lied to you."

Mao Qing: "Get lost."

After Mao Qing finished speaking, she left. She didn't really like history, nor did she really want to send a love letter to Xia Ge.

Xia Ge also doesn't like history, but now because of clues, he has to reluctantly like it.

This can really kill.

After Mao Qing walked away, Xia Ge slowly opened the small note.

The piece of paper is very brittle, a little yellowed, as if it has passed for a long time, Xia Ge took care when tearing it apart, and the dust was flying under the warm sunlight cast into the library from the paper window. It was a whisper whispered by a person, and after a hundred years, it fell into the hands of someone with predestined relationship.

"Millions of dead bodies, evil spirits howling, town in Wuyi Mountain, playing requiem for more than [-] years, the crime is hard to get rid of. —— Nameless"

"……nameless?"

Xia Ge frowned. Looking at this line of small characters, her heart jumped slightly. As if she had realized something, she took the note, and then began to quickly flip through it in front of the bookshelf.

System: "What are you looking for?"

"Handwriting, handwriting..." Xia Ge flipped through the books in a hurry. She had basically searched all the books in this area before, so it didn't take long to find what she wanted——

"Lingxi Ancestral Precepts · Ancestors' Books · Rubbings"

Xia Ge opened the book and compared the words on the note with the words in the book. Not long after, she closed the book and breathed a sigh of relief.

"...That's it."

The system saw the rubbings of her handwriting: "This note, is Lingxi Patriarch?"

Xia Ge looked at the note and thought for a while: "Maybe. This content can barely match the scene on the ceiling of the tomb..."

The ceiling in the tomb of the ancestors, the woman who clings to the flute and weeps, the mountain full of evil spirits, and the clothes for suppressing evil spirits.

System: "But why did she write this and hide it here?"

"...You asked me how I knew." Xia Ge looked at the content on the paper and speculated, "Maybe...this kind of thing was already done at that time, so no one could talk about it."

So I can only write it on a note, silently seal it in the book, and bury it in the dust of history.

As evidence of this, there has been.

System: "Huh? What do you mean?"

Xia Ge said: "Who knows, I also guessed."

"But if she did what the note said... why is there no trace at all?" Xia Ge asked in confusion, "If there are really millions of evil spirits who commit such a major event, no matter who they are, they will be punished by history. Let the secretary pay for it."

However, there is no trace of this matter.

What has been handed down to the world is the infinite beauty of her Lingxi generation ancestors.

Only in her silent tomb were there carved words about this wrong thing.

The system speculates: "Could it be that you are afraid of being criticized by future generations, so you hide everything from the world, but you feel uneasy about your conscience, so you write down your regrets in the tomb?"

Xia Ge: "Huh? This is so hypocritical."

system:"……"

Xia Ge: "If you do it, you do it. Isn't that a lie?"

System: "Shut up, you." You are the one who is least qualified to say this.

Xia Ge: "Hey, but I don't think it's interesting for her to do this. Even if she is famous in history, I don't know what good things she has done. A person who has never done earth-shattering good things, a person who has never done bad things. Isn't it unreasonable for me to know that she likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake just by Lingxi Patriarch?"

System: "Lingxi Peak was opened by others, so it is better than you based on this."

Xia Ge pulled out "Official History" and said righteously: "There are many people who are stronger than me, why don't I know whether the ancestors of Qianhun Sect eat osmanthus cake or go shopping in kilns?"

system:"……"

Can't take this.

The system changed the subject: "... Huo Bai is about to withdraw."

"Of course he wants to withdraw." Xia Ge didn't think about Patriarch Lingxi any more, she put the "Official History" on the bookshelf, and said lazily, "The target of the assassination mission failed, why should he stay here? Like I want to retire in Danfeng."

System: "...Then you are going to let Huo Bai withdraw? Do you not do something? For example 'inadvertently' expose him?"

Xia Ge touched his chin, "I'm just afraid that the pressure will be too tight. When the time comes, the fish will die and the net will be broken. If I reveal my identity as a puppet master, it will be a bit crazy."

Xia Ge put away the little note, shook his head, "I can't afford to gamble."

System: "Huh? Then just ignore it?"

Xia Ge left the library, "I'm in charge? Let's talk about it."

System: "Then why are you going now?"

Xia Ge: "You guess."

The sun was shining brightly, and there were a lot of flowers, and the oleanders outside the study were blooming even more brilliantly.

In front of the window, the girl in red and white maple clothes quietly looked at the file, the ink stick in her hand was as white as jade.

Xia Ge casually folded a branch of oleander and carried it behind her back, and stood in front of the window sill with a smile. The sun was shining at noon, she smiled and said, "Good afternoon, senior sister."

Gu Peijiu stopped the vermilion pen slightly, but did not raise her head. She put the completed file aside, "Well, Ann."

The faint scent of sandalwood wafts out, mixed with the aroma of oleander, which smells very good.

"Senior sister, senior sister, don't lower your head, look up at me." Xia Ge said, "Don't criticize."

Gu Peijiu ignored her, and said lightly: "Don't make trouble, let's play."

Xia Ge said "Hey", ran to the side, entered the study, the door was pushed open, and the bright sunlight fell all over the place, Xia Ge slipped to Gu Peijiu, and the oleander in his hand stretched out "shua", "Senior Sister , Look at the flowers!"

The oleander branch that was brutally cut in half followed the girl's movements, and the pink petals fell down with the gentle wind. Some petals fell slowly on the file that had just been approved, and one of them It landed on the word "Yun" she had just approved, and the pink petals were stained with red ink, like a dream from which she could not wake up.

Gu Peijiu glanced at the petals stained with vermilion ink, then looked at Xia Ge in a blink of an eye.

The flower branches and petals in Xia Singer's house had fallen terribly, only the green branches were left, and many petals fell in front of her skirt. She glanced at the flower branch in her hand, and then hid it behind her back. "……broken."

Then he was happy again, "Senior sister, you look at me."

Gu Peijiu waved her hand casually, and a gentle breeze blew away the fallen flowers on the girl's skirt, and the petals fell to the ground. Gu Peijiu said, "Why do you come to me?"

Xia Ge blinked, "Come and say hello!"

Gu Peijiu didn't look at her, "To be honest."

"I'm not lying, I just came to say hello." Xia Ge shook the flower branch, his eyes drifted, "Well, of course, I just asked something by the way."

Gu Peijiu said, "Before then, I have something to ask you."

Xia Ge was puzzled: "Huh?"

Gu Peijiu flipped through the file casually, and said in a low voice, "Evil ghost tide, have you heard of it?"

It was as if something pointed directly at the heart, rubbed it tightly, and then strangled the most deadly point.

Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body trembled as if he had been electrified. Various things flashed through his mind, and then it turned into a blank.

The green branch with fallen petals in his hand slipped lightly from his hand, and fell miserably among the broken petals on the ground, without a sound.

Xia Ge heard his own stiff voice: "You said, what... evil ghost... Tide?"

——Obviously, I haven’t heard of this term before.

——But why, there is always a sense of déjà vu, the fear of something clenched in the heart?