This hidden book in the hidden space, which was piled up by books, was almost impossible to get off. All of them were Harry's experiences over the past few decades. He seemed to have a very forced recording habit. The few books that Chen Qiye picked up casually were all full of what Harry had done during the period of time.

Whether it is the process of discovering Mengshenghua extract or how to sell it, these are all recorded in great detail, just as if he, as an observer, had recorded his life all the time. The sentences in this book do not have a little personal emotional color, and are completely recorded from the perspective of an observer.

Chen Qiye was a little unimaginable. How strong is Harry's obsessive-compulsive disorder to remember all his experiences in the past few decades?

The sound of destruction in the rear continued to come, Harry's voice became much smaller, and the breath he could sense also became much weaker. Harry's has been sucked into the seventh section of the Earth Shui Yuanjun by the Fierce Bone Sword, and the breath is still weaker.

It seems that the evil bone dagger will not give up if he doesn't suck him into a mummy.

Chen Qiye was happy to be idle, and it was good not to go to the aftermath. He focused on looking at Harry's diary, searching for evidence of his crime.

However, this random book is a lot of evidence of crime. According to the rules of the City of Demons, Harry's death a hundred times is not enough to repay the sins he committed.

At this moment, a book suddenly appeared in front of me, as if an invisible hand handed it over.

Chen Qiye was stunned for a moment, then saw the white wrist below the book, and then looked along the wrist. Dongyue was standing in front of him, keeping his movements expressionlessly.

Well, I can tell that she really has little words.

But what does it mean to hand over a book?

Chen Qiye took the book in confusion and opened it: "In September 6640, Xuanyuan Li, Zhang Yue obtained an ancient book, which recorded the method of refining blood soul pills in the Blood God Temple. The scene of the dream I had in September 6638 is exactly the same as the scene I see now..."

Seeing this line of words, Chen Qiye suddenly widened his eyes. Could it be that the process of how he refined Zhang Yue and his two sons into a blood soul pill?

Chen Qiye's hands trembled involuntarily. According to Harry's habit of recording, this is an absolute thing!

He couldn't help but look through it. Finally, when he turned to the middle of the book, he saw Harry's account of this matter: "In March 6641, Xuanyuan Li, I dreamed of the future scene again. If Zhang Yue and his two sons were refined into the Blood Soul Pill, then my future would be as bright as I saw. I have verified this, and my dreams have become reality, so I decided to take action."

"But Zhang Yue has also seen the method of refining the Blood Soul Pill. If you coax it, it will definitely fail. Therefore, I dug out her eyes first. As long as she can't see it, she won't know what I'm doing... She trusts me very much. Things are going well. Although her screams are very annoying, when I see the Blood Soul Pill, I am still impressed by the powerful power contained in it. I must not have only one such pill. I want to refine it a little more. The best thing to do is to have two sons..."

Seeing this, Chen Qiye could no longer watch it. Harry described in great detail the scene when he refined Zhang Yue into the Blood Soul Pill. The shrill scream, the disgusting smell, and the desperate eyes. He was like a ruthless observer, just describing it carefully, without any emotion in it.

"Tsk... Damn this old thing is really dead. He is sucked dry by the fierce bone short sword, which is cheaper to him!" Chen Qiye said angrily: "He should taste the taste of being burned to death!"

"Then aren't you just like him?" Dong Yue said calmly, and a sentence dispelled Chen Qiye's thoughts.

He sighed, looked at the book full of the room in front of him, and began to ponder.

Anyway, Harry is dead, and these things are used as evidence or anything have lost their meaning. The death of a small person like Harry will not cause any trouble. Without him, the city of Demons will still work the same. The only trouble is... the Ministry of Security.

In order to restrain Harry, Heron used the relationship between the Ministry of Public Security. Well... I gave these books to her and asked her to give them to the senior executives of the Ministry of Public Security as evidence. There were so many buildings in the townhouse area that had been blown up, and the Ministry of Public Security had to give the rich an explanation.

Chen Qiye put all the books into his own space ring. There were only these books in this secret space, so the books were particularly empty after being packed by Chen Qiye. The excavation marks on the wall were also revealed. The traces were very fine and neat, just like they were dug out as if they were measuring the width of each move. When Harry came to dig this secret space, he seemed very attentive.

At this moment, Chen Qiye's heart moved. His spiritual power swept through the books in the space ring and found a yellowed book on the uppermost layer, which seemed to be the first note Harry wrote.

"From now on, I will observe my life as an observer in the book. I will write notes to see my true heart, urge me to discover my mistakes as soon as possible, correct my problems, and remember them."

Chen Qiye's face was strange. Harry's original intention to write this note was so good? He also urged himself to discover his mistakes as soon as possible?

Unfortunately, the later notes had been completely turned into records of his life by him, and they had lost the role of alerting him and turned into simple notes.
Chapter completed!