Fifteen minutes later, a middle-aged uncle wearing slippers and holding a palm fan appeared.

He looked at Lin Chao with joy on his face: "Handsome guy, do you want this store?"

Lin Chao's eyes were calm.

He remembered what Huang Zhonggan said that the owner of this bookstore was a young man.

Obviously, it's not this uncle.

"Mr. Jiang, isn't this store run by Jiang Weizhi? Where is he?" Lin Chao asked.

If you want to find clues, you have to find Jiang Weizhi.

The middle-aged uncle's eyes flashed with sadness: "Jiang Weizhi is my nephew. My brother and sister-in-law went there early. He was alone and ran a bookstore alone, and no one took care of him. He died suddenly a few months ago."

Lin Chao was slightly stunned when he received this news, and at the same time he felt a little sad.

Humans are sociable animals.

If you walk alone, if you suddenly encounter something and no one takes care of it, you will go... and you will go.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why many people love freedom when they are young and cannot afford the burden of their families, but when they are old and in poor health, they want to get married and find a partner.

Jiang Wei died.

This means that his clues have been interrupted.

However, Lin Chao did not have much fluctuation in his heart.

He has a lot of patience.

"How much does this store cost to transfer?" Lin Chao asked.

Take down this store first, and then slowly investigate the Jinyun Sword Technique.

Mr. Jiang may also know many clues.

"Not much, just... 150,000 yuan, I have real estate certificates, legal and formal, and the hygiene has been cleaned." Mr. Jiang quickly came out of his grief just now, looking like he was doing business.

Even if a relative dies, he should continue to live.

This is helplessness and everyone needs to experience it.

"Okay." Lin Chao agreed directly.

This is not a transfer from a strong shop, it is a direct transaction.

Before he left Linhai City, Huang Zhonggan prepared many identity certificates for Lin Chao and a common bank card, with 30 million yuan in deposits.

Lin Chao did not refuse.

Late at night.

Lin Chao sat in the bookstore and he looked at it carefully.

The bookstore is not big, with an area of ​​about 40 square meters.

There is a staircase deep in the distance that leads to the second floor.

The second floor is not a bookstore, but a simple one-bedroom, one-living and one-bathroom house.

There are also some dilapidated furniture in the house.

If Jiang Weizhi hadn't died suddenly here, I'm afraid the price of this house would have been even more expensive.

Turn on the light and the white light fills the room.

Lin Chao looked at the rows of books on the bookshelf and read them casually.

The books here are very complicated, including story books, geography books, teaching aids, and some messy colorful picture books of villains.

An hour later, Lin Chao stopped.

"Jiang Wenshui said that all the books in the bookstore were purchased from Wang Jian."

This afternoon, Lin Chao went to meet Wang Jian.

Wang Jian is just an ordinary supplier.

The books supplied are all ordinary books.

Lin Chao read Wang Jian’s supply list, but he didn’t have the secret book of Jinyun Sword Technique.

He asked Wang Jian specifically, and the answer he got was no.

"If the problem does not appear on the book supplier, it will appear on Jiang Weizhi."

It is very likely that Jiang Weizhi obtained the Jinyun Sword Technique from other places.

So where is this place?

Lin Chao had the urge to open Jiang Weizhi's tomb, but he suppressed this urge to think that he had been cremated.

Lin Chao came to the second floor, which was Jiang Weizhi's room.

He closed his eyes and sensed it carefully.

The innate realm uses innate power.

The innate power is very special and bursts out from the human body.

This kind of power can also be used to find things.

Not long after, Lin Chao opened his eyes: "Sure enough, something is strange."

When it comes to Jinyun Sword Technique, it will definitely not be a simple matter.

Lin Chao walked towards the bedroom and opened a secret wall in the corner.

In the grid, there is a small box.

The box was opened, a porcelain bottle, and two books appeared in Lin Chao's eyes.

He held the porcelain bottle and opened it. A bloody smell came: "Is this... a pill?"

Lin Chao felt it carefully. The pill was blood red all over, and it seemed to be made of the blood of unknown creatures.

"The function is to... stimulate some potential? Similar to stimulants, injection of some hormones?"

Lin Chao instantly judged the effect of this pill, which was really a little small.

It is probably very useful to make a person's strength briefly improve.

"Long Xing Boxing?" Lin Chao opened one of the books.

In the book, it is a martial art of boxing.

Lin Chao took a look at this martial arts. It was different from the Wu Kingdom system and focused more on body refining.

"Strange, why do these things in this world have? Is it the reason for aliens?"

Lin Chao still knew that the alien had already contacted the world.

Three years later, the large army of aliens will truly enter this world and then exchange resources.

Some foreigners enter this world early, and are no exception.

Lin Chao's eyes finally fell into the last notebook.

"Is this Jiang Weizhi's diary?"

Lin Chao was slightly stunned.

Who writes a diary?

"Sorry, I've read your diary. In a few days, I'll burn some paper for you and make up for it."

Lin Chao opened the diary and found that the number of pages inside was extremely incomplete.

There are several pages of Liao Liao, and there are also incomplete handwriting written on it.

"It's been three days since I was here on June 17, and I really can't stand it."

"On July 18, Wang Qian died and died in front of me. I want to leave here."

"On July 20, I finally survived, God."

"On July 21, this broken reward is useless at all, so it's better to sell it!"

"On July 30, I was beaten again."

Looking at the handwriting on it, Lin Chao was stunned and a familiar feeling came.

Mission, reward, leave, life and death, draw...

“Does it…?”

For some reason, this is related to some elements he knew in his previous life.

"It's not such a coincidence, right?" Lin Chao was surprised.

He finished reading the diary, but found no new useful clues.

He sat in the bedroom, closing his eyes to rest.
To be continued...