The yin energy in the underground was dense and humid, and the pages of the book were stuck together. She carefully opened them ...
With a creak, the page was flipped open. On it were the words:Wan Sheng could remember things for three years.
This wasn't just the Shen villa's record of the wansheng era, it was actually the third year of the wansheng era!
It had only been three years since the first year of wansheng.
She glanced at the first ten lines and quickly skimmed through the contents of the first page.
Everything that had happened in Shen villa was recorded in it.
If the weather was good, he would brush it off with a single stroke.
And if there were any big or small cases, he would spend more time writing them down.
In a moment, song qingxiao had already flipped through more than half of the books.
According to the book, it was already September, but there was still nothing strange.
