"Book?"


    Lin Yi''s attention was attracted by Jiang Zhengnan.


    He quickened his pace and walked over.


    On the stone platform, there are layers of things that resemble sheepskin.


    The edge was tightened with a rope, but there were a few prototypes of the book.


    The top of the parchment was already covered with dust, which formed a sharper contrast with the altar on the ground.


    Gently, Lin Yi blew off the dust on it.


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