Chapter Twenty-Six: A Letter from Home
At this time, with Wang Yuechuan's voice, the crystal powder that was sprinkled on the black cloth gradually reacted. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
They quickly absorb the blood that drips on them, then turn into extremely fine particles, and then levitate one by one.
That's right, these red particles, without any physical external force, began to float in front of Wang Yuechuan from the black cloth.
As if they were attracted by something, they gradually converged in mid-air—the blood-stained red crystal powder accumulated in the air gradually grew, and a form like a sandman gradually became clear.
Wang Yuechuan's expression even changed from focus to nervousness, and his eyes watched the formation of this thing without blinking. Finally, when the last piece of powder also came together, the form of this villain was finally formed!
Wang Yuechuan's eyes flashed with joy, but he didn't be happy for long, and the little man in front of him who was floating with crystal powder scattered in an instant, like quicksand, directly scattered on the black cloth of the coffee table.
Wang Yuechuan frowned, kept staring at the coffee table in front of him, silent.
Professor Trevor, who was next to him, stopped at this point and took a look, "Wang, you've failed again!"
Wang Yuechuan shook his head and sat up, as if he was a little depressed, "I have already done what you interpreted, and I am sure that not a single step has gone wrong, but there has never been a way to complete this...... This magic. ”
Professor Trevor: "This Book of the Dead is too mysterious, Wang! I am not sure if I have interpreted it correctly, and even the pronunciation of the spells is mostly guessed, not necessarily accurate." Besides, I think the issue of casting materials is also a factor that we have to pay attention to. ”
"After all, I still know too little. Wang Yuechuan shook his head.
He stretched out his hand and pulled a trace on the curtain behind the sofa, and a beam of sunlight pierced in, Wang Yuechuan subconsciously frowned...... I remembered that I hadn't left the apartment for a full week—the last time I had left the house to pick up literature and food for Professor Trevor in the mail from his Australian students.
His life had changed dramatically since he had greeted Professor Trevor in front of him at the airport that day.
Interpret the Book of the Dead, the ancient and mysterious magic recorded in the book...... While the supernatural forces are impacting Wang Yuechuan's existing cognition, they are also reshaping his perception of the world.
Unfortunately, Professor Trevor's reading of the Book of the Dead was so slow that he knew that he hadn't been able to complete the simplest magic recorded in the Book of the Dead just now.
However, he no longer doubted the authenticity of the magic - even if the magic could not be truly completed, the miracle displayed in the process was enough to make it exist.
After all, Professor Trevor didn't start to decipher it for long - and this Book of the Dead was obtained from Cao Yu.
Wang Yuechuan couldn't even guess how long it had been since Cao Yu had obtained the book, but apparently Cao Yu knew more, and could even use a lot of the magic recorded in the book in its entirety.
The question is...... Cao Yu, who was able to use this magical magic, what was the real reason for his death in the first place - the frightened appearance before he died, and what did he encounter?
"Professor, do you have any news over there?" Wang Yuechuan looked at Professor Traffer at this time.
"My students are already helping me find accounts that fit the time of the Book of the Dead, but I'm afraid not so soon. Professor Trevor said helplessly: "Wang, you must know that the truth buried in history is not something that can be learned casually. But you, as a public official in this country, is it really okay for you not to go to work?"
"I've already said hello, you don't have to worry about that. Just read the contents of the Book of the Dead well. Wang Yuechuan said indifferently, then stood up, "I'll go take a bath." ”
But he held out his palm toward Professor Trevor.
I saw Professor Trevor's reluctant look, and finally handed the "Book of the Dead" in his hand to Wang Yuechuan's hand, "Wang, didn't you just take a shower in the morning?"
Wang Yuechuan didn't answer, and walked into the bathroom with the Book of the Dead - he had been carrying the Book of the Dead, and he could allow Trevor to hold it under his nose, but not really out of sight.
It wasn't until Wang Yuechuan had already entered the bathroom that Professor Trevor's eyes narrowed. He glanced at the powder on the black cloth after Wang Yuechuan's failed use of magic, and then paced up the living room again with his hands in his hands.
There is no doubt that his cognition, like Wang Yuechuan, has been greatly impacted. He was able to interpret some of the knowledge in the book, but what he revealed to Wang Yuechuan was less than what he deciphered.
At that moment, Professor Trevor's laptop on the desk rang, and it was an email addressed to him. The professor glanced curiously, then hurried to the bathroom, knocking on the door, "Wang!
I saw that the next moment, Wang Yuechuan, whose hair was wet, wrapped his lower body in a towel and opened the door, "Where is it?"
"It's in this country, and it's in this city!"
Wang Yuechuan ignored Cui Fo's ecstatic appearance, and his keen intuition made him feel that this matter would not be as simple as a coincidence.
"Wait for me, let's go. Wang Yuechuan nodded, and then returned to the bathroom.
When he walked out again, the stubble on his face had been cleaned up.
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What made Luo Qiu curious was that Ren Ziling, who came back at night, did not look like a defeated dog as usual, as soon as her shoes were taken off, she sat down on the sofa, and then stretched out her hand like a vicious feudal landlord.
Ren Ziling was paralyzed like this for a while before she suddenly said, "Boy, what did you leave me tonight?"
"Yusheng. ”
"Oh. ”
Ren Ziling didn't rush to the table as usual, but reached out and pinched her shoulder, and suddenly looked at Boss Luo and said, "Boy, pinch my shoulder?"
So Boss Luo stood up and threw a small hammer used to beat his shoulders into Aunt Ren's stomach.
Ren Senior Deputy Editor-in-Chief didn't sigh with tears and snot as usual at this time, sighed and felt sorry for himself, grabbed the small hammer casually, and tapped it on his shoulder.
She just didn't know what to think, staring at the ceiling.
Luo Qiu frowned, "What's the matter with you?"
The little hammer in Ren Ziling's hand stopped, looked at Luo Qiu, and suddenly said, "Boy, do you want to go back to your hometown?"
"Hometown?" Luo Qiu sat down.
Ren Ziling also sat up straight, "A letter from your hometown was sent to my office today." The person who wrote the letter was your cousin, saying that there was an old man in the family who was dying, and asked if you wanted to go back and have a look. ”
Luo Qiu was silent for a while, "Why is the letter sent to your office?
Ren Ziling shrugged and said, "They don't have your phone, and we don't live in the old house now...... As for writing letters, if you ask me, who do I ask? Anyway, my phone number has never been changed, so I don't believe that none of them don't know. ”
Although she said so, looking at Ren Ziling's appearance, Luo Qiu naturally knew that she knew it in her heart.
Since Ren Ziling had a showdown with her relatives in her hometown three years ago...... To this day, there has been no contact between the two sides. If it weren't for the fact that there was an elderly person in the family who was seriously ill this time, it would probably continue like this.
"Who is it?"
"Your cousin's mother. ”
Ren Ziling sighed and said: "I heard your father say that your grandparents died early, and your father was taken care of by this aunt since he was a child, so it can be regarded as a kind that can't be repaid, so it is reasonable, I think you have to go back to your hometown." I've already written a leave form, do you think it's time to leave? Anyway, you are taking a leave of absence now, it shouldn't matter much, right?"
Luo Qiu suddenly said, "I'll just go back by myself." ”