Chapter 7 Opening Conditions

Shi Bing stayed in Uncle Yu's courtyard, and Yu Yushu, a wing room in the easternmost part of the innermost courtyard of the courtyard, gave Shi Bing, according to Shi Bing's requirements, the size of the room does not matter, but it must be quiet.

The east chamber is a room in the corner of the courtyard, the interior is actually not big, but it is better to be secluded, the children live in the west chamber on weekdays, and few people come here in the east chamber.

"Squeak......" Uncle Yu asked Qingqing to take the soldiers to find the east wing, because there are often people cleaning up on weekdays, so the room is quite clean, the bedding is ready-made, and you can move in directly.

"That's it, hehe, okay, my task is done, handsome guy, if you need help, just talk to your sister, don't be polite."

Qingqing is a teacher in a welfare home, a kindergarten teacher, and has not yet graduated, so the school arranged for him to do an internship in his uncle's welfare home. Qingqing's personality is very lively, to put it simply, there is a feeling of self-familiarity, perhaps because he knows that Shi Bing is Uncle Yu's nephew, so the two get to know each other very quickly, just after a while, Qingqing called herself to Sister Shi Bing.

"Hehe, how old are you, just ask me to call you sister." For Qingqing, perhaps because of her personality, and Qingqing herself is also that kind of petite beauty, it seems that it is particularly easy to make people feel a pity impulse, so Shi Bing instinctively likes this girl very much.

"Hmph, what do you say? I've interned, and it seems that Uncle Yu said you're just a sophomore. Seeing that Shi Bing doubted the identity of his sister, Qingqing deliberately put on her face and said to Shi Bing seriously.

"Hehe, okay." Shi Bing heard the girl crossing her fingers there to count the ages of the two, and suddenly felt that this girl was really cute, although the current Shi Bing is not the previous Shi Bing, but even if the current Shi Bing is from the Valoran Continent, Shi Bing also knows that most of the time a man can't be too serious about a girl in a serious matter.

"Well, very good, you just came, you must be tired, rest first, I'll come to call you when it's time to eat." Qingqing seemed to be very satisfied with Shi Bing's reaction, and happily crossed her feet and gently touched the top of Shi Bing's head, as if she was comforting a young child.

Seeing Shi Bing's somewhat stunned look, Qingqing dropped a string of silver bell-like laughter and ran away like the wind.

Shaking his head with a helpless smile, Shi Bing turned around and entered the house, and locked the door casually. Ever since he came to this shijie, Shi Bing has always felt the call of the Book of Mourning that has turned into a necklace to him, but he has not had the time or conditions to give the soldier the opportunity to look through this magic book carefully.

At this point, he finally settled down temporarily, and he finally had the opportunity to almost look through the powerful magic recorded in this magic book on the Valoran continent that was said to have never been opened.

After Yu Yushu spent millions to buy the property rights of the entire courtyard, there was basically no money to renovate the courtyard, so the room was slightly dilapidated, but the Shi Bing, who had experienced the chapter of Valoran's annihilation, had not seen any ruins, and the rooms in the courtyard were just simple, but when it came to the residents, it was more than enough.

Roughly glanced at the room, a bed, a table, and a cabinet, all of which were old objects in the courtyard, which looked a little old, and the large windows, through which the soldiers could see the approaching night outside.

Walking to the table, Shi Bing took off the book of mourning that had been turned into a necklace from his neck, feeling the constant call breath from the book, Shi Bing was faced with a problem, that is, how to open this book.

"Book of mourning! Appear! Shi Bing held the pendant of the Book of Mourning in his hand, and gently said the spell that he thought was still a spell, and the spell said, Shi Bing obviously felt that there was an obvious reaction from inside the Book of Mourning, but the reaction was fleeting, it seemed that the spell was still not completely accurate, and the slight black light on the Book of Mourning flashed, but it still maintained the form of the pendant.

"Isn't that right? What should that be? Open the sesame door! Book of mourning! Shi Bing sensed the reaction of the Book of Mourning, but the Book of Mourning did not open it directly, so Shi Bing thought that this might be a problem with the spell he was reading, and the real spell Shi Bing didn't know, so Shi Bing could only sit there and think about it.

Strangely, Sesame opened the door, and there was so much difference between the first spell, but the strong reaction on the Book of Mourning was still sensed. However, after this time, the book of mourning was still not completely opened.

"Isn't it, this spell will work?" Shi Bing just thought of a second spell casually, which was much more unreliable than the one, but he still got a response, and the reaction of the Book of Mourning was a little shocking to Shi Bing.

For the rest of the day, the release continued to experiment with various spells.

"Harry Lu Qiuqiu, Haha Yaya ......"

"Domok Salamo, glitter, Book of Mourning!" But without exception, these spells all resonated with the Book of Mourning, but the Book of Mourning was not really opened after all. When he got Zuihou, Shi Bing only felt that his mouth was dry, and he had no choice but to put the book of mourning on the table, and he said a glass of water from the side, and drank a sip, Shi Bing felt that if he went on like this, he was about to become an idiot, all kinds of superb magic spells, and even the memory of the magic spells in the childhood cartoon in the original body were turned out, but these spells could only resonate with the Book of Mourning, but they couldn't open it completely.

Shi Bing guessed that this situation was not accidental, since the conditions for opening and refining this mysterious book of mourning were so strange, then this book must also have some restrictions when it was opened again, although he tried a lot of spells, but it must be that the restrictions were not met, so the book of mourning was not completely opened.

While drinking water, Shi Bing thought about the possible restrictions of this book, when he turned around, he saw the book of mourning pendant on the table, at this moment the outside has completely entered the night, the night sky is not bright A little starlight shines through the window on the book of mourning pendant, with the arrival of this starlight, a faint breath inside the book of mourning pendant quickly began to grow.

"Restrictions, Starlight!" Shi Bing's mind is very fast, since he accidentally refined the Book of Mourning with his own poisonous blood, he obviously feels that his brain is better than before, just like the gratifying secondary development of the breasts of some school-age girls, today's Shi Bing can always find the most critical problem among many seemingly unrelated phenomena. This is simply unthinkable for the release of soldiers in the past.

Hurriedly took a few steps to the table, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the soldiers opened the window completely, and without the barrier of the glass window, the starlight in the sky shone more directly on the pendant of the Book of Mourning. The energy fluctuations on the pendant became more and more intense, and when this fluctuation finally reached a critical point, Shi Bing silently said a word in his heart: "Open!" ”

"Poof!"

A dazzling black light flashed, and the original pendant-sized book of mourning was restored, and the original size, exuding a faint black light, lay quietly on the old table. Quietly looking at the book of mourning, Shi Bing's hand trembled slightly.

"What exactly is recorded in this book? Is it just magic? But weishenme: I feel that what is recorded on it has such a strong connection with me. Shi Bing slowly stretched out his hand and touched it to the cover of the Book of Mourning, his fingers fluctuated slightly, and the Book of Mourning, which had never been opened in the history of the Valoran Continent, was finally opened for the first time.

"This, this is!" The moment the Book of Mourning was flipped through, the black light on the original surface of the Book of Mourning gradually became restrained, and all these black lights converged on the paper inside, and ordered the bright hut, the paper inside the Book of Mourning seemed to be coated with a layer of not dazzling fluorescent powder, and the complex magical words on it stopped quietly, although it seemed to exist forever, but it seemed to have just been born.

This kind of text is...... The Ancient Lost Writings of the Valoran Continent! Shi Bing opened the Book of Mourning and found that the text on the Book of Mourning that recorded magic was not the common script on the Valoran continent, but an ancient magical text that he did not recognize.

The modern history of the Valoran continent runs through the two five rune wars, and Valoran has agreed to words and languages in modern times, although there are still a few races that retain their own words and languages, but the entire continent has a set of common words and languages, and the other few languages are used by very few people, or the scope is very small. But even then, those few languages and common languages are considered to be a writing system in terms of writing composition. Although they are different from each other, it can be seen that the common language and writing are a kind of refinement of a few languages.

The magical text that appeared on the Book of Mourning was different from any of the existing types of writing on the Valoran continent, and even Shi Bing felt that the text on it was the prehistoric inheritance of the Valoran Continent, and his composition and Valoran's modern writing completely belonged to two systems, and Shi Bing couldn't find any clue even if he guessed.

"Damn! What to do. "I finally opened the book of mourning, but I found that you don't understand the words on it, there is no more deplorable thing than this kind of thing. Just as Shi Bing was full of mixed feelings, Shi Bing inadvertently swept the magical words like a book of heaven on the Book of Mourning.

"Huh?" The first time I saw the magic text on it, Shi Bing felt like a book from heaven, but the second time I looked at the magic text again, I felt weird, and when I looked at the magic text on it for the second time, Shi Bing actually felt weird, and just now it looked like the magic text of the book from heaven seemed familiar.