This story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental. You can start by reading Chapter 358: Ascension to the Immortal World
Di Ting, who was in the sea of consciousness, suddenly smiled maliciously: "Hey, are you throwing it away? I thought you would keep it for 'research and study'? After all, it was collected by the killer of Red Dream Mansion. Maybe there is something 'unique' about it."
"Research is nonsense!" Sun Yao blushed and retorted angrily, "Why do you keep such filthy things? They take up space!"
How could Di Ting let him go and continued teasing: "Are you really reluctant? When I saw you looking through the storage bag just now, your eyes stopped on these books for several seconds?"
"That was an accident!" Sun Yao defended with his neck stiffened, but he quickened his pace, muttering to himself - he was not willing to let go, he was clearly afraid!
If one day I meet Wanqing and Xiaoxi and accidentally dig this thing out when dividing the spoils, I won't be able to clean it up even if I jump into the Yellow River. Lin Wanqing was okay, maybe she would blush and scold him for being immoral.
But that girl in Xiaoxi is very curious. She might chase him with a picture album and ask, "Dad, what are the people up here doing?" How will he explain it then? You can't tell your daughter that this is a "special posture for monks to spar", right?
Just thinking about that scene made Sun Yao feel his scalp numb and his cheeks hot.
