As evening approaches, the perennial haze over Birzinham appears hazy and dark under the dim skylight, like patches of black spots.

The forest hut is lit up.

Because it is located in the shade of birch trees, the environment inside and outside the house is similar to that of night.

Several candlesticks were placed in the corners of the room, emitting a faint and flickering light.

Mopping the floor, tidying up the tables, chairs, and bedboards, cleaning and scrubbing, and setting up temporary accommodations, Sherlock sat in the living room, patrolling every corner, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the morning, I went shopping for groceries with Van Tucker, and in the afternoon, I went back to the apartment at 23 South Baker Street to move things. Tossing and turning now, it is already 18 o'clock in the evening, and I finally have a place to stay.

Although it is still a little short of the perfect living room in Sherlock's heart, it is his own private space after all, and he no longer has to worry about being asked for rent.

"Captain Rheintes doesn't seem to say he wants to pay rent, does he? yes......"

Sherlock muttered to himself, propped up his tired body, and went to the bathroom to take a good shower. Then change into clean pajamas and head back to your little bedroom.

On the bedside desk, lighting a wrought-iron gas lamp and watching the bright light spill out of the lattice glass cover, Sherlock sat down on the bed with satisfaction and opened a newly-bought second-hand soft leather purse.

Ding Ding ......

Three gold-colored old-era gold coins with signs of old age were poured out.

These were the 3 gold coins that Van Tucker traded to him, and Sherlock paid the price of 12 gold pounds.

Logically speaking, 12 gold pounds is not enough. But Van Tucker only insisted on the lowest friendship price, and Sherlock's entire fortune was less than 13 gold pounds.

"You'll have to try it to find out."

Sherlock stared at the gold coin with a complicated look, then took out the gold-encrusted rose pocket watch, clicked, and opened the lid to reveal the mirror of the inner cover.

With this movement of Sherlock, a thick fog began to swirl around the mirror.

"The old Creator was, the old Creator is now, and the Old Creator will always be ......"

The syllable of the last word is chanted.

Darkness reigned in front of Sherlock's eyes.

The air became viscous, cold, deep, and distant......

Sherlock became ethereal, rising in the vastness of space.

A vast and magnificent boundless realm began to appear in front of me.

He sat on a huge bronze chair that looked like a royal throne. It's like a monarch descending and looking at the neatly arranged "mirrors" around him.

Countless "mirrors" are suspended in layers around the bronze seats, surrounded by an eerie but tranquil fog.

And then beneath the myriad mirrors, the separate gathering area that he had previously carved out. Four classical exquisite seats cast in gold loom in the clouds and mist.

Sherlock withdrew his gaze and used his mind to summon "The Fantastic Travels of J. Leonardo da Vinci", which was lying quietly under his seat, and levitated it in front of him.

Flip over the large, heavy cover, turn the first page, and the second page shows Sherlock's eyes.

It's still that paragraph, and the pale golden swirl at the end of the article.

"I only have three gold coins, and if you swallow them all and don't react, then we'll just have to tear our faces, understand?"

"It's not easy to make money, ...... to give some face"

Sherlock held three gold coins in his hand, bowed sincerely, and then, nervously, picked one up and stuffed it into the vortex at the end of the chapter.

Really!

J. Leonardo da Vinci was not joking, after the vortex swallowed the gold coin, a large amount of handwriting appeared on the second page.

Sherlock was overjoyed, but then stunned.

Because although the handwriting is visible, it is vague and not clear at all.

Sherlock gritted his teeth, stared at the pale gold vortex at the end of the chapter that had not disappeared, and picked up another gold coin and stuffed it in.

In an instant, the entire handwriting on the second page was fully revealed, and it was extremely clear.

And the pale golden vortex at the end of the chapter also disappeared without a trace.

"To watch HD, you have to add money......"

Sherlock complained to himself, but the result was beautiful after all, and he didn't care about the heartache gold coin, so he hurriedly read the content that appeared:

"Travelogue Part II: My Past in the Maple Dew Court of the Platinum Han Palace;"

"When I started writing this memory, I couldn't help but think of the beautiful, low-key and luxurious hall that used to be. Although I didn't spend much time in the Maple Dew Garden, it was definitely worth remembering! ”

Speaking of the past of Fengluting, I have to mention that Mid-Autumn Festival night. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival created by His Majesty the King, which he observes himself and does not force others to participate. A month after I arrived in the capital London and stayed at the Royal Palace, I accompanied His Majesty the King on my first unforgettable Mid-Autumn Night. ”

"The moon was round that night and the night was beautiful. I was the only one who accompanied His Majesty the King to admire the moon and taste wine on the high platform in the open air. After a month of getting along, His Majesty the King and I have become more and more cordial and familiar. It was only when he faced me that he confided in him and said a lot of strange things. I didn't understand it at the time, but I did. ”

"I always remember that His Majesty said that he, like me, had awakened from a chaotic consciousness. But he remembered who he was, and remembered many things. And I was forgotten, or amnesiaced, and needed some means to get it back. ”

"His Majesty pointed to the moon in the sky and asked me, 'Do you know what the moon is?' Of course, I know that the Song of Creation says that the sun and moon are one, and that they are all evolved from the spirit of the Creator. ”

"His Majesty laughed with his glass and said, 'You are wrong, the sun is one of the essentia and the moon is only a mirror.' I didn't understand what he was saying at the time, so I retorted to him. His Majesty did not explain much, but smiled and said, 'If you awaken your memory and know what an infinite moon reading is, you will understand what I said.' ’”

"What is Unlimited Monthly Reading? I still don't understand it, and I always think it's a joke of His Majesty. But in the years that followed, His Majesty's words were fulfilled one by one. I also began to understand why he always said strange things. ”

When Sherlock saw this, he felt a fine bump stir up all over his body, and there was a kind of shock and speechlessness that felt both ridiculous and creepy.

He held back the thoughts surging in his heart and continued to read:

"On that Mid-Autumn night, His Majesty drank so much wine that he could not tell whether he was happy or sad. He used strange language to say that he was originally a programmer who worked on game design, and never thought that time travel would actually come true. As soon as he awakened his consciousness, he was exposed to many incredible phenomena. ”

"I always remember the words of His Majesty the King: 'The more you know, the more you fear. The world is very complex and very scary. If you want to avoid becoming cannon fodder, you have to work your way up. Climb as high as possible, even beyond the Godhead, to have the ability to control your own destiny. ’”

Sherlock secretly worries that as the same time-traveler, he has begun to understand the Mad King. Solomon's words.

Transcendence is the way out of fate, and we must climb upwards regardless of everything...... Sherlock silently remembered this sentence, took a few deep breaths, and continued reading:

"His Majesty, after saying a lot of strange things, asked me directly if I would like to be a transcendent. But I didn't know what transcendence was, and I hesitated. His Majesty took out three more vials and let me choose. ”

"I later learned that the three bottles contained instinct weights."

"The first bottle is the 'Black Silent Abyss' 9th rank 'The Sleepless Man', the second bottle is the 'Eternal Sun' 9th rank 'Poet', and the third bottle is the 'Secret Mirror' 9th rank 'Apprentice'."

"According to my thoughts at the time, if I had to choose, I would definitely choose 'poet'. Because I don't want to go to the dark 'dark abyss', and I don't like the name 'fortune' very much. So after His Majesty the King explained what transcendence is, I did not hesitate to choose 'poet'. ”

"Now when I look back on this choice, I can't help but feel bitter. If I had followed the advice of His Majesty the King and chosen the 'Sleepless' or the 'Apprentice', it would have been the right choice, but I had chosen a path that was not so right. ”

"At the same time, I leave this memory, and I also want to warn myself again: don't swallow instinct weights, don't swallow instinct weights, don't swallow instinct weights."

"But at that time, I and His Majesty the King believed in the guidance of the 'Old Testament Revelation,' and advanced by devouring the weight of instinct, which led to a series of calamities that followed. Of course, although we worked together to quell the disaster, we did so. ”

When Sherlock saw this, his mood was both complicated and indescribable, but also faintly happy.

It is complicated because from this description, it can be inferred that some transcendent paths are "not so correct". This will lead to calamity and sow the root cause.

And instinctive weights are dangerous, as is the Old Testament Revelation.

Joy is to finally know the two "right paths"!

One is the "Black and Lonely Abyss" essentia, and the other is the "Secret Mirror" essentia.

In other words, I can talk to Captain Rentry about whether it is possible to pick these two essentia of faith...... Sherlock made a mental note of the decision.

This second part written by J. Leonardo da Vinci is almost at the end.

Sherlock continues to read:

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was successfully promoted to Chao Fan. There are many rare materials and resources in the palace, which have been collected by His Majesty the King. I relied on this big tree, and I studied the transcendent knowledge without sleep or food. ”

"Since moving into the Palace, my superb painting skills, and the extraordinary abilities of the 'Eternal Sun' essentia, have quickly established me as one of the most respected and loved people in Buckingham Palace. The Maple Court has also become the most popular place in the royal palace and has become the most popular place for British nobles to visit. ”

"After a full year of research, I decided to start a meaningful project. The word project also comes from His Majesty the King, who was very supportive of my decision. I'm going to spend a lot of time drawing epic creations such as the birth of myths in the First Prehistoric Age, the Battle of the Gods in the Second Age, the Rise of the English Dynasty in the Third Age, and so on. ”

"While I was preparing for the big studio and using my inspiration to create, another mysterious guest came to the palace. His Majesty received him personally and introduced us to him. This is a scholar from an unknown continent, who is said to be a man in the mysterious fog at the end of the deep ocean at dusk. ”

"His Majesty said that he was a person who, like us, was awake and aware of the complexities of the world. He even knew a little bit of His Majesty's strange language. When I saw him, I thought he was terrible. Because his essentia is death, he calls himself the Blighter, the founder of the Doomsday Shadow Council. ”

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