Guardian of the Right Hand of the Tutor

"Where?"

Liudao Mu took out the token of Snow Village that he had picked up, "The Obiri family."

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"What are we doing here?"

Yamamoto asked puzzled.

Just after breakfast in the morning, Yuji took Yamamoto and Ryohei to the library.

"Some time ago, Jiudai repeatedly mentioned to me about studying, and I suspected that he had something to convey to us."

"But such a big library, how do we find it?"

Liao Ping stretched his waist. He, a man who only likes limits, is not interested in books.

"Anyway, Ah Gang has been busy with the little baby for the past few days, and doesn't need our help for the time being. It's not bad to come here to read a book!"

Yamamoto thought about it, and wandered among the bookshelves, "Oh! This book is very interesting!"

Yamamoto picked up a book and flipped through it, and it turned out to be the historical records of the Pengelie family.

Prison Temple Heping also rushed over after hearing the news, and looked at the wall carefully, and found that there were books related to Peng Lie, an entire wall!

"Records of the Guardians of the Pengo Li family..."

Prison Temple is very interested in another book nearby. The dilapidated shell is quite conspicuous among the many exquisite books. He picks it up and flips through it, and finds that this book is incomplete. Unlike other books, the workmanship is rough. As a person with a family background, there used to be a large collection of books at home, so he knew very well that this book must be a counterfeit.

But why is there such a strange book here?

In order to answer the doubts in his heart, Prison Temple brought a ladder and went over the entire wall, only to find that this book had problems.

Since you can't start from the outside, then start from the content!

It was already dusk at this time, Yamamoto and Ryohei left to have dinner first, and Guji Temple sat alone at the desk in the library to read.

"The first generation Lan, g,... what are you doing!!"

After only a moment of effort, Prison Temple frantically gave up,

The content of this book is too incomplete. Not only are the pages torn, but there are also many scattered holes. Coupled with the traces of time, many words can no longer be read clearly.

Even so, the prison temple is not completely fruitless, at least one thing has been noticed, these holes were dug out artificially, as if to hide something.

To be precise, it is to conceal a person.

Besides the guardians, who else can be recorded in this book?

Prison Temple's heart was pounding, and he had a hunch that he seemed to be approaching some terrible truth.

Since the book is a counterfeit, where is the original?

Prison Temple took a breath, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the entire library.

As night fell, only the lamp in front of the desk was on, which was not enough to illuminate the entire room, but instead covered it with a hazy layer of tulle.

Unexpectedly, Prison Temple suddenly shuddered. His instinct as a mafia allowed him to keenly grasp the source of this chill.

It turns out that at the end of the library, there is a wall without books, and there is a polygonal pattern on it, which only appears when the moonlight shines on it. No wonder it was not found during the day.

When I got closer, I vaguely found a strange small hole, the size of which was somewhat familiar.

Is it! ?

Looking at the ring on his hand, Prison Temple gulped down his saliva, and pressed the ring on it nervously.

"Boom—"

There was a sound, and the prison temple found that the wall full of Peng Li's books had moved!

There is a secret room here! !

Looking carefully, the secret room is not very deep, there is a room at the end of the passage about ten meters away, and the lights on the wall are naturally lit, as if to guide his arrival.

The room was very simple, with nothing but a platform, and what was placed on this platform was the original version of that book!

It's all effortless!The prison temple was about to reach out to take it, when the surrounding lights suddenly disappeared, and a burst of darkness suddenly surrounded the prison temple.

"What's going on!! Who!!"

Prison Temple panicked, and instinctively wanted to take out the lighter, but was immediately illuminated by a beam of light.

This ray of light does not come from anything else, it is this book, and a person gradually appears in the light——

"First Generation!!"

"It's not Gangji-kun,"

Seeing that the person who came was Jidai, Judai spit out such a sentence first, "Hi, Shidailan."

"First generation! Why are you here? What's going on here?"

"Why did you come?"

"I... why... I want to seek the truth of this book!"

"What's the point of seeking the truth? What exactly do you want to know?"

"I……"

"Go back! You're not ready!"

The first generation said slowly, "Come back after you think it through."

After speaking, he disappeared, including the book on the table.

Prison Temple obviously hasn't recovered from the scene just now, what does the words of the first generation mean?

What exactly do I want to know?

After this commotion, Prison Temple thought about it all night, leading to breakfast the next morning with two dark circles under his eyes.

"Oh, what's the matter with you, Lord Prison?" The ninth generation asked with concern.

He is very clear about recent events, but he doesn't want to interfere, after all, one day he will leave here, and Tsuna needs to learn to handle these matters by himself.

"It's nothing! I'm sorry for your trouble, Kudaime!!" Kiyoji said with a haha, and went into the library to think again after a hasty meal.

"What have you been up to these two days, Yamamoto?" Rebor asked.

Worrying that he was too sad about You Ya.

"Probably reading a book..."

Yamamoto answered in embarrassment, he couldn't say that this guy was in a daze in the library...

"Oh? It's a good thing for young people to read more books!"

The ninth generation's eyes suddenly lit up, and then hid,

Judging from Prison Temple's reaction, he should have noticed "that". I hope he will be smart enough to figure out the "truth" as soon as possible.

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"This is the Obilly family..."

Youya hid in the distance with a telescope and watched carefully,

Magnificent buildings, spacious and well-organized courtyards, well-trained staff, and a sense of inviolability.

It is said that this family once declined, but with today's posture, it is almost no different from Pengelie.

"What are you going to do?" Skylark asked.

"Originally, I wanted to kill it directly, but it seems that it is not easy to start, so I can only sneak in and investigate."

You Ya's eyes turned to Liu Dao Mu, with two words flashing in her eyes: You go.

"...Yes, yes, leave it to me!"

Receiving the gaze, Liu Dao Mu curled his lips helplessly, and went very consciously.

"Let's not be idle, Mukuro's trip will take a few days, take this opportunity, Keku, Senior Skylark, come back to Snow Land with me!"

"The land of snow?"

Yunque frowned slightly, not because he didn't want to go, but because he didn't want Youya to deal with the matter there so early.