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The scene in the room became very eerie, if it was a group of other men around a girl's bed like this, it would probably give people some more subtle associations, but unfortunately now it was a group of magic sticks surrounding Karil.

A group of people dressed in standard sacrificial formal attire, with solemn expressions and ready to go, stood around a girl's bed like this, feeling as if the girl on the bed had just died and was doing a prayer or other ritual, without any thoughts, and a little tragic out of thin air.

"How?" Angelo now belongs to the part of the line that does not know how to do, although he knows what he is going to do, but he does not understand the specific things at all.

"Pretty much." The Pope replied.

Several people from the surrounding astrology halls quickly arranged some things around, put some mercury hourglasses in various corners of the room, and a few people moved a few chairs into the room, and a group of people were ready in a hurry, and each found a place to sit down.

"It's starting to take effect." A man from the astrology hall whispered to the Pope, Angelo couldn't see the guy clearly in the dimly lit room, but just sat scattered around the room like everyone else, waiting for the next move.

"Okay, here you go. Leave four people to maintain. With a wave of his hand, the Pope glanced at Angelo. The man next to him handed over two teacups, and the Pope handed one of them to Angelo, and then the two of them drank the contents in their mouths.

To be honest, this stuff tastes very bad......

Angelo suddenly regretted participating in this matter, knowing that if he wanted to drink something like snot, he should have asked if there was any other way, even if it was dangerous, and he didn't want to drink this unlucky thing.

But now I've drunk it.,There's no room for negotiation.,It's too much to say if there's any objection to it now.,You see the girls are lying on the bed.,How can there be a reason to stop at this time.。

Angelo looked intently at Carlil lying on the bed, the little fox's two large ears protruding from its head, and the head lying on its side pressed one ear against the pillow, and only a sharp horn protruded from under the head, revealing a yellow hair. The other ear is spread flat, slightly drooping and resting the tip on the pillow. And the expression is soft, and the face is slightly red, and he looks like he is sleeping very soundly.

Angelo inexplicably felt that what he did was carrying a certain sense of guilt, and the appearance after falling asleep was too much worse than his usual appearance......

"What are you doing in a daze?" The Pope hurriedly urged beside him, which reminded Angelo of what was going on, coughed a little embarrassed, and quickly adjusted his posture and sat down, pretending that nothing had happened just now.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, maybe it was from the little fox, but there was still some residual taste of potion in his mouth, which made Angelo feel very unhappy, like looking for something to rinse his mouth, but unfortunately there was obviously no such opportunity now.

The staff of the astrology hall whispered a few more words to the pope, who turned to Angelo and nodded vigorously to indicate that it was almost time to begin. The door to the room was silently slammed shut, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Angelo sat honestly, the potion he had just drunk made him feel top-heavy now, and the darkness made this feeling even more intense, so that when the mercury hourglass was just lit, he couldn't even tell the whole world up and down for a moment.

Now that psychosuppressants are not fully effective, we will start with the superficial layer first.

Angelo was a little dazed, as if the words he heard in his ears seemed to have come from a very distant place, and he couldn't even tell who said it. He wanted to turn his head to look at the few people next to him, but his neck didn't seem to be able to exert any strength, and he didn't make a movement for a long time.

The silver light from the mercury hourglass re-lit the room, and every object in the room could be seen faintly, but the dizziness on the body did not improve at all, and he could only let this silver-white light occupy his field of vision little by little.

"Started ......"

A relatively clear voice came into Angelo's ears, and before he could figure out who said this, all the light in front of him suddenly lit up at the same time, and it was dazzling in front of his eyes, and it took a long time to ease up.

Hazy ...... in the field of vision I can't see anything clearly. It was unusually quiet, the silence was terrible, and there was not the slightest sound.

But Angelo suddenly found that he seemed to be much more awake, and the dizziness just now was gone, except for the fact that he couldn't figure out where he was, everything was fine.

"How are you?"

The Pope's voice came from Angelo's ears, if he could still feel it in his ears at this time. He wanted to feel like he was floating in the air, empty, his body didn't exist, floating in the air, without any other sense.

However, when I wanted to turn around, my vision naturally turned away, but it was not the Pope that I saw in the fog, in fact, I didn't see anything except for a part of it that was a little dark.

"It's just as usual, it's just an illusion." The Pope's voice continued, and it was from that shadow: "If it goes well, with the effect of Hecklis's psychosuppressant, we will be able to see deeper memories layer by layer." ”

It's a kind of peeping, a kind of intuitive peeping, and sometimes you can even see things that the person in question has forgotten, just like flipping through an old photo album, many things are still recorded, but you never remember it again.

Angelo wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to say it, it was a strange feeling, as if he was floating in the clouds.

The fog gradually dissipated, but the scene was still as white as before, with a clear sky gradually appearing above, and the edge of a mountain cliff slowly appearing in the distance.

Angelo knew this place, he had been to this place with a few people not long ago, it was covered with snow, and in the distance there were cascading mountains, although the vision did not turn around, but it was obvious that there was the glazed church in the background.

This is Natalia's perspective, and the effect of psychosuppressants hides the part of Karil's memory that was originally active, revealing that it is directly the memory of Natalia's later years.

She was alone on the snowy mountain, looking at it from a distance, and her memory contained a certain regretful emotion, which slowly and directly infected the spirit of An Luo and the Pope.

"What is this doing......" the Pope whispered.

"Just in a daze, probably reminiscing." Angelo replied, and it was only after he had finished saying that he suddenly realized that he had said something, as if it were some kind of instinct.

Natalia's old age? After experiencing a colorful life, in her later years, she faced the end of the workshop she had run all her life falling apart, and now this scene is probably what she is recalling here alone.

A compass projection of the eight directions marked southeast, west, and west gradually appeared in the sky, and when the sunlight shone into the glazed sanctuary at a special angle, this projection would be reflected into the sky. But with the appearance of this pattern, the whole world around it suddenly dissolves again, merging into the mist.

"It's the next paragraph." The Pope whispered.

Heckles psychosuppressant, this thing will slowly drag the consciousness into a deeper level, and then the two guys who break in will see something deeper little by little with this change. According to the timeline, it is almost in the order of flashbacks, seeing a few memory fragments at random, until finally falling into the bottom layer, the memory of the unknown identity represented by the third natal star.

Unless she doesn't know who she is, what she knows can also be known to Angelo and the Pope, the two intruders.

The fog lifted, and the distant night spread into the center, and the night earth slowly appeared, followed by various kinds of wood from the void to form a delicate wooden house, and then a wooden table, an oil lamp on it, a piece of parchment, and a quill.

"It's part of the memories too?" Angelo asked.

This feeling is like watching an incomparably huge screen movie, and it is not quite correct to say that you are in it, but the huge scene does envelop the vision of both of them.

The Pope nodded and didn't answer, but he forgot that Angelo couldn't see his movements at this time. His attention was focused on the right hand that appeared.

Natalia's right hand, holding a quill pen, skillfully sketches lines on parchment, a large number of straight lines, horizontally or vertically or obliquely, outlining the appearance of a room on parchment. And little by little, fill this room with all kinds of strange objects......

All sorts of strange things that two people haven't seen before.

“…… What is it? Angelo asked.

"I don't know, haven't you seen it?" The Pope replied: "Presumably Natalia's mid-life memories, with a little ...... skin Rough. Natalia's mood was a little low, and through these scenes, the two of them could clearly feel that she seemed to be remembering something.

"Is this something related to alchemy?" The Pope asked Angelo: "Didn't you live with her in the workshop?" ”

Angelo frowned: "I don't know...... Honestly, haven't seen it. ”

A drop of water suddenly dotted on the parchment, and quickly spread on the parchment into a cloud of water stains, and before Angelo could speak, the whole world was absorbed by this layer of water in a whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by a city at night.

What appeared in front of Angelo's eyes was the Natalia workshop at night, and it was the original Sancheng small building that had not yet been expanded.

"It's time to be young!" Angelo said with some excitement, he suddenly found that he was no longer looking at the same thing as Natalia on the previous two occasions, but freely existing in this illusion, and he clearly saw a girl in a brown linen cloak in the distance, holding a little boy's hand and walking quickly in the direction of the workshop.

This is...... Raymond as a child? (To be continued.) )