I Really don't Fish for Men in Infinite Streaming

4.7

7. ugly diary

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"Lord Holy Son."

The maid came into the room with lunch, a plate of dry bread and dark stew.

Luo Xuejin knew at a glance that it was not Elder who did it, but hesitated to speak.

The maid knew what he wanted to ask and said: "Priest Elder did not deliver the food on time today. I went to ask and found out that he had taken leave. He should not have delivered the food today."

"Ask for leave?"

Luo Xue was a little worried when she thought of Elder kneeling in front of her in grief and repentance that morning.

In the end, he didn't even eat, asked the maid Elder's room, and went alone.

Except for the Holy Son and the High Priest, all other priests live in the next door hall.

Luo Xuejin is alone, but everyone knows about his holy robes that symbolize his identity and his beautiful white hair and white eyes. His Chuchen figure makes the ordinary corridor shine, and everyone who meets him recognizes him at first sight. , I was pleasantly surprised and thought I was dreaming.

"Why did Lord Holy Son come here?"

Luo Xuejin smiled slightly and told him why he was here, and the other party pointed the way to him in a daze.

"Thank you." Luo Xue found the place smoothly.

The treatment of the trainee priests is poor, and they live in the most remote room. It is also very deserted and not many people come and go.

The wooden door was rotten and there was something wrong with the lock. After Luo Xuejin knocked it a few times, it came loose.

Luo Xuejin peeked into the corner of the single bed through the crack in the door. The quilt was a bit messy, as if the owner had just slept on it.

"Elder." Luo Xuejin called out, but received no response.

The wind blew from nowhere and opened the door completely.

"Bang! Bang!"

Luo Xuejin held down her messed up hair and saw that the window facing the door was being blown back and forth by the wind. The collision sound was so loud that it seemed like it would fall apart at any time. Papers on the table by the window were flying everywhere.

Luo Xue walked in as quickly as possible, held the table with her hands and closed the window to block out the strong wind, and then went to pick up the papers scattered on the floor.

The handwriting on the paper is neat without losing momentum, the pen is strong and sharp.

Luo Xue couldn't help but take a second look and found that the paper was full of knowledge about divine power and magic.

Very hardworking.

However, he felt that this word felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

While dazed, he sorted out the papers and picked up the notebook on the other side.

The notebook was made of delicate kraft paper and was blown open by the wind. Luo Xuejin glanced at it casually and felt that the format was very similar to a diary. In order not to infringe on other people's privacy, she immediately closed it, but after pressing it on the paper, her arm suddenly Freeze.

People are very sensitive to things related to themselves, and a few unconscious words slowly entered Luo Xuejin's mind.

If he saw it correctly, he seemed to have seen the "Holy Son"? It happened more than once.