It wasn't that I fully believed my father's words, it was more about exploring my own Book of Ten Thousand Spirits.,Su Ping walked straight home. Looking at the empty living room, a sense of foreboding arose in her heart.,Then, he came to the sofa and saw a piece of paper on the coffee table. Su Ping's lips twitched quickly, hurriedly picked it up, and as expected, Su An Yong's handwriting was clear:。