No matter what was written in the diary, since this thing appeared, it should have something to do with the clue right? Since it was already a diary, if it didn't contain some useful information, how could it be called a diary?
Who still wrote diaries?
"But how do I open this diary?"
The diary in front of Su Chen was not the kind of diary he had in his previous life. It was a piece of parchment.
Other than the words "Diary entry" and the two small words "Liu Qing," there were no other elements on the parchment.
Su Chen held the piece of paper and observed it repeatedly, but he still could not get the gist of it. According to his memory, if Liu Qing was not in the room, she must be dealing with sect matters.
She should be handling matters of the Immortal Selection Sect every day. He estimated that she would be back in at most two incense sticks' time.
"That's about half an hour. In other words, I have to find the clue within half an hour. Otherwise, if I miss this opportunity, it will be inconvenient for me to sneak in again."
In Liu Qing's room, Su Chen was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.
Because other than this so-called diary, the entire room was in a mess. There was nothing else that looked strange.
"Swish!"
Su Chen gathered his spiritual power into a sharp light and stabbed it at his finger. A drop of blood from the tip of his finger instantly fell on the parchment.
"Novels and TV dramas all say that a drop of blood recognizes its owner. Is this a lie?"
Seeing the blood on his finger quickly absorbed into the parchment, there was no trace left, but nothing happened.
This made Su Chen speechless. Then, he gathered his spiritual power and channeled it into the parchment.
But it was still useless, which made Su Chen even more anxious.
"What happened?"
The sudden sound almost scared Su Chen.
"What happened?"
The sound kept reverberating in the room. Only then did Su Chen notice that it came from the parchment in his hand.
"What happened?"
The sound kept reverberating, which scared Su Chen quite a bit. God knows if it triggered some security system. If it didn't stop, when people found out about it, they would definitely treat it as an enemy invasion. Then, they would search the mountain wantonly, and he would definitely be discovered. After all, his preparations were not comprehensive. Instead, there were many loopholes. If he was discovered, he would definitely be torn to pieces by the Empress!
How terrifying!
There was something special about Su Chen. The more nervous he was, the more chaotic his thoughts became.
While the parchment was still making sounds, Su Chen had already observed the parchment and finally found something!
Around the word "Liu Qing," there was a faint golden light!
Su Chen carefully recalled that this sound only appeared after he had infused the spiritual energy into it. Moreover, Su Chen was very sure that before he had infused the spiritual energy into it, the signature of "Liu Qing" did not flash with golden light.
"I understand. I just need to infuse the spiritual energy into it!"
As he was thinking, Su Chen gathered the spiritual energy and sent it towards the words "Liu Qing."
"What happened? What happened?"
Immediately after, the sound of the parchment became more and more urgent. Then, the parchment suddenly emitted a blinding white light, and the sound stopped abruptly.
The white light was blinding, and Su Chen could only use his hands to block it.
When Su Chen put down his hands, he only saw a white ball of light reappearing in front of him. In the ball of light, there seemed to be a picture flashing.
"Could this be the diary?"
With doubt, Su Chen reached out his hand to touch the ball of light.
...
"Puff!"
A bloody light suddenly spurted out from Su Chen's nose.
It wasn't that he had been ambushed, but that he was just a child!
All kinds of stockings and leg photos appeared in front of Su Chen's eyes one after another.
"Does my dear sect leader, Miss Liu Qing, have such a hobby?"
Su Chen wiped the blood off his nose. With his small brain, he thought about the contents of the diary for a long time.
He had thought about whether it was a sect matter, a complete collection of enemies, or whether it was a love-hate past.
Su Chen had never thought that it would be a series of pictures of her legs and stockings!
"That won't do, then I'll have to see more!"
As he thought about it, Su Chen clicked on different white balls.
Without a doubt, these white balls were actually spiritual energy images. The things recorded in these spiritual energy images were actually similar to the photos or videos from his previous life.
However, what surprised Su Chen was that the clothing in this world was actually similar to the clothing in his previous life in some aspects.
For example, this black silk must be fishnet stockings. This silk stockings even had lace at the base!
This couldn't be said to be completely different from the silk stockings in his previous life. They were exactly the same!
"It shouldn't be? In two different developing worlds, how can their clothing be exactly the same?"
Yes, that was what Su Chen was thinking. That was why he kept zooming in on the spiritual energy. He was really not coveting the legs and stockings of someone. He was simply observing the clothing culture of the two worlds.
Anyway, that was what Su Chen was thinking in his heart.
As he zoomed in, Su Chen saw a strange picture.
In this picture, the Empress had one leg bare and the other wearing white silk. The main point was not that she was only wearing on one leg, but her expression!
In the rest of the spiritual energy images, the Empress's expression was either happy or deliberately charming. However, in this picture, the Empress's expression was a little disappointed as she looked at the long bare leg.
"I understand now!"
Su Chen finally understood. So the important item that the Empress had lost was this silk stocking?
Su Chen stood rooted to the ground and felt a little numb. When the system had given him the mission, he had really thought that it was some important item. But now, it seemed that it was most likely a silk stocking?
However, it was understandable after a closer look. Whether it was the texture or the color, there was a world of difference between this white silk and the other stockings. Perhaps it was one of Liu Qing's favorite stockings.
Thinking of this, Su Chen was now a little suspicious. He suspected that he had taken the wrong script. This shouldn't be the script for Xianxia Transmigration, right? This should be the script for a comedy, right?
He shook his head. Since he already knew, he might as well look for it while he was at it.
Wait a minute! Su Chen suddenly realized that he had been in the Empress's room quite long now.
It should have been half an hour, right?
"It looks like I can only let it go today. I'll slip away first. As for finding it, it looks like I'll have to wait for the next time."
As he was thinking, Su Chen quietly left Liu Qing's room.