A ragged scavenger went through the trash cans one by one, hoping to find some valuable scraps.

When I was rummaging through a trash can, I suddenly saw a silver suitcase. This suitcase was worth a lot of money at first glance.

When he was about to pick up the suitcase, a man covered in mucus suddenly sat up from the garbage.

"This is mine!"

The scavenger was startled and sat down on the ground.

The man stood up from the trash can, looked at himself, and showed a feeling of surviving a disaster. Although he was ready to sacrifice, if he had a choice, he still didn't want to die.

He casually gave all the change in his pocket to the scavenger, and then returned to the Iron Law Knight's camp. Unexpectedly, he heard a harsh suona sound outside the camp.

In the camp auditorium, his teammates bowed in turn and bid farewell to the deceased.

This made his heart sink. Could it be that during the time he was taken away, another comrade-in-arms died?

A knight stood in front of the coffin with a sad expression: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have secretly dated your sister, I'm sorry..."

Only then did the man discover that the portrait hanging in the auditorium was of himself.

He grabbed the knight who was dating his sister and was about to fight with him. The venue was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

…

Wealth, fame, status.

Not long after she came out of the welfare hospital, Ji Luzhen got everything that other reporters dreamed of.

Many people regard her as the hero who brought down Flagg's vegetable industry.

With this report, she can get a promotion and a salary increase, and reach the top of her life. However, what she prefers is to interview those who are suffering and use the power of public opinion to help them get out of their predicament.

There were several victims who provided her with information, and she wanted to see if they had been helped or if they had been persecuted by Flagg Vegetable Industry.

After all the interviews were completed, Ji Luzhen could finally relax and enjoy everything she deserved.

But at this moment, she was blocked in an alley by a group of people with fierce faces, colorful hair, tattoos on their bodies, and weapons in their hands.

"Who are you?"

Huang Mao, who was taking the lead, said angrily: "Miss reporter, don't blame us, someone is paying to teach you a lesson."

Ji Luzhen secretly pinched an amulet in her pocket. It was a charm given to her by Shotaro when she left the welfare hospital. It contained one of Shotaro's shikigami, which could help her solve a crisis.

But she didn't want to use this spell unless it was absolutely necessary. Although her own strength couldn't deal with monsters, her natural good body made her comparable to Master Jin.

Secondly, Shotaro specifically warned that his shikigami is a bit cruel and if used against ordinary people, the scene might be very disgusting.

Several gangsters gradually approached. Ji Luzhen looked around for a weapon, but suddenly her eyes froze.

A man wearing a double-breasted coat, a top hat, thick gloves, and a mask with no facial features on his face appeared at the entrance of the alley.

He simply stood there and attracted all Ji Luzhen's attention, as if everything else except this man had faded.

"What are you looking at?"

When Huang Mao saw that Ji Luzhen's attention was not on him, he immediately felt very embarrassed, but when he followed her line of sight, he couldn't see anything.

The faceless man held a book in his hand and asked Ji Luzhen: "Are you willing to participate in the trial?"

"To be clear, what kind of trial is it?"

"Become a historical recorder and hold the test of the book of history."

From that simple book without a cover, Ji Luzhen seemed to see everything, but also seemed to see nothing. This ordinary book was full of temptation for her.

"I have many questions. Are there answers in that book?"

"You have to find the answer from history." The faceless man did not answer directly.

Ji Luzhen nodded: "Okay, I want to participate in the trial."

Huang Mao pointed a knife at Ji Luzhen's face: "Since just now, what have you been talking to yourself about? Do you think I'm scared?"

But both Ji Luzhen and the Faceless Man ignored him.

"Since you want to participate in the trial, then come with me."

Ji Luzhen nodded and walked out of the alley. Huang Mao and others wanted to stop her, but they fell down one by one on the way, and they all died silently, as if they had changed from high-definition 4K pictures to yellowed old people.

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"What did you do to them?"

"Let them become part of history."

Ji Luzhen and the faceless man disappeared into the air, as if they had never existed.

…

After friendly consultations with Shen Xuan, they reached a certain degree of agreement.

After Li Zhi left the war coordination bureau building, he did not return to the hospital, but went to another place.

An abandoned building with a huge basement is where Li Zhi once killed Lu Duoxing.

Lu Duoxing was killed by Li Zhi here before he could arrange the puzzle. The treasure he used as a prize may also be hidden here.

Before coming here, Li Zhi had asked the white-haired maid and the gatekeeper, but they didn't have any clues, so Li Zhi could only come here to take a gamble.

Li Zhi sneaked into the basement quietly and found that the place was being rebuilt. All traces of the original place had disappeared, and it was no longer obvious that Lu Duoxing had lived here.

"It seems that I lost the bet, but I still give it a try."

Li Zhi took out a Devil's Grass cigarette and puffed on it in the basement. A light mist filled the air. This mist was very sensitive to the scent of demons. Even the traces left by demons passing by could be clearly seen.

Li Zhi came out, but after waiting for several minutes, nothing happened.

"Well, it seems that this place has been purified by the War Coordination Bureau."

Li Zhi shook his head in disappointment. Now he had absolutely no choice. The clues had been cut off here.

It's okay that Lu Duoxing gave the treasure to someone else. If he had just found a hole and buried it, then the gods would know where he had left it.

However, Li Zhi did not leave there, but continued to light the devil grass cigarettes.

After lighting more than a dozen sticks in a row, the entire underground space was shrouded in a faint thick fog, and terrifying shadows kept appearing in the air.

Because of the rich smoke of the Demon Realm grass, this place is connected to the Demon Realm to a certain extent, and those shadows are the shadows of demons in the Demon Realm.

Moreover, the special substances in Devil Grass cigarettes can enhance the inspiration of smokers.
Chapter completed!