Huan Lingyu's words, Song Xiaocheng has seen it. When I was in middle school, when the two of them happened to be in the same class, all the teachers and students in the whole grade knew that there were two incredible people in the school who were hard to see in handwriting, one was named Song Xiaocheng and the other was Huan Lingyu.

And this part is nailed to the manuscript of the dictionary, and the pieces of handwriting of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing are simply immortal-level calligraphy works in Song Xiaocheng's opinion.

"Floating...... Seven...... Law...... Oh, this should be the cursive word 'de', it should be 'Faust'...... Faustian dreams?"

With Song Xiaocheng's little understanding of "cursive", it is really difficult to identify this font. After struggling to read a few pages, he felt that his eyes were sore, but fortunately, his brain was still bright, and he was a little more familiar with it after reading a few more lines.

From the first few pages, these seem to be scholarly notes left behind by a scholar, and they look like dream diaries. According to the previous pages, the year of the formation of this research notebook seems to have been a year of famine, and the owner of this notebook seems to have come into contact with a "man from outside the sky" who claimed to be "Faust" in a dream.

Fangshi, that's the Taoist. Extraterrestrial Monk, isn't that an alien Taoist? Song Xiaocheng was puzzled, shook his head with a smile, and continued to squint his eyes and read.

After reading a few more lines, the note mentions that the "Faust" taught the master of the note two techniques: one is a charm, the same is alchemy, and these two techniques are different from the local Taoist priests. For example, Faust's charms are not drawn on paper, but on the human body, which are in effect for a long time and can be further cultivated.

"Where the Central Plains Taoist priests draw talismans, more exorcism, spiritualism, and the spirit of the clouds; Its name is also different, and it is known as 'Centlus', 'Arden', and 'Igni'. ”

"Igni!"

Song Xiaocheng's originally boring and sleepy mood was suddenly attracted by these three words. Huan Lingyu said that he had seen the small triangle in Song Xiaocheng's palm, and even said Igni's name, could it be that he learned it from this notebook?

For a while, the things told in the manuscript greatly aroused Song Xiaocheng's interest. On the one hand, because of Igni, and on the other hand, ......

"Whoever wrote this, he has a very similar experience to me!"

Could it be that this "Faust" has any connection to the Ganesha, for example, is the "Faust" mentioned here the last time Ganesha visited Earth? Or is it the same Xuedi who appeared in the dream that night?

Faust ......

Song Xiaocheng's impression of these three words only stayed at the poetry drama that was said to have been written for 60 years, and he didn't know anything about what was said in that huge book - in fact, even the only impression he had was when he was in elementary school when he heard the Chinese teacher talk about it.

However, just as he was about to study it carefully, there was a sudden sound of voice outside the door of the small warehouse, as if someone was about to pull the door in, but was stopped by others. Song Xiaocheng hurriedly put the "Xinhua Dictionary" back in his trouser pocket and stood up from the latex paint bucket.

It was Lin Yu who opened the door and came in, and he asked:

"Song Xiaocheng, why are you avoiding me!"

For the next ten minutes, Lin Yu was crying and making trouble at Song Xiaocheng, and there were a lot of things like "what should I do if you die", "what should you do if I die", "what should I do if I die", "what should I do if you die", "what if you don't die when I die" and so on.

Song Xiaocheng secretly felt that probably those people outside the house now must feel that they and Lin Yu were either crazy or stupid. I don't know why, Lin Yu's mood seems to be becoming more and more unstable. In order to quickly solve this problem, Song Xiaocheng had to resort to his own big killer move-

Song Xiaocheng ignored Lin Yu's hard struggle and resistance, and hugged her. This trick really worked, and the originally hysterical crying immediately turned into a snort. At least it won't affect the people outside.

As a result, just when Song Xiaocheng was proud of his decision, the door of the small warehouse opened again.

This time it's Gao He.

Song Xiao...... Ah, excuse me......"

Gao He stepped back and closed the door.

Song Xiaocheng comforted his girlfriend softly, and finally encouraged her with a smile that he felt was full of tenderness, and the two walked out of the dusty warehouse together.

"We still have to find a way, Song Xiaocheng. I've got to get in touch with HQ or it's going to get worse!"

What Gao He meant was that the radar equipment in their underground office actually had the function of signal sensing and transmission, and if it could be carried to the fire fortress and slightly modified, it should be able to restore the communication signal in a large area.

But Song Xiaocheng felt that he should try to solve this problem directly from the source.

"He's got all these zombies! and...... And you know what? Zombies are just the most boring and weakest mobs! There are other elite monsters and bosses!"

Song Xiaocheng told Gao He the information that Lu Boiled told him, but he didn't say that Lu Boiled told him - it was as if he had read it from some academic popular science website.

"So, theoretically, as long as you find a way to kill that bald weirdo, the zombie crisis can be alleviated!"

"Two questions. First, are you sure you'll be able to beat that weirdo?"

"This ...... Gotta try!"

"Oh, that's so reasonable! What if you can't beat him? What if you die? Run away from the corpse? Song Xiaocheng, this is not a game!"

Song Xiaocheng bit the tip of his tongue helplessly and angrily. That's right, Gao He is right. No matter how strong Igny is, he can't even beat the zombies on a street. And now, I'm afraid the whole city of X is full of zombies.

"Xiaocheng, this information of yours is very useful. I don't know where you heard that, though. How about we find a way to get in touch with my colleagues first, and then we'll get in trouble with that bald weirdo?"

Song Xiaocheng looked at the shady ground in the distance, and there were more than a dozen stunned young people who had nothing to do and were full of energy.

"I have an idea. ”

Three steps and two steps, Song Xiaocheng jumped near the group of young people, clapping his hands to attract the attention of those people, and shouted:

"Oh yes, everybody, does anyone want free WIFI?

In less than a soak of urine, Gao He drove an old jeep covered in spikes and walked in front, and several young people drove a small pickup truck to follow behind, rushing out of the fire brigade with great momentum.

"Lao Pi said before that we should drive to the supermarket to find food. It's full of zombies out there, I'm scared to death!"

Song Xiaocheng sat in the passenger seat of the old jeep, pulling three other helpers in the back seat, and they all seemed to be too high. It's as if the zombie apocalypse is just a big for them, but they still need time to get into it.

"That's right! Lao Pi is too old to figure it out. Why are you in a hurry to eat, the mobile phone signal is the most important thing! Will you die if you don't eat? If you don't have a mobile phone signal, you will die!"

Song Xiaocheng couldn't help but laugh a few times. These young people more or less reminded him of himself a few years ago. If today's scene was five years ago, I didn't have Lin Yu and didn't have so many worries, maybe I would be like them, facing this catastrophe with passion.

Except for the two screens that were broken during the handling, the entire handling project was quite smooth. Song Xiaocheng's Igni is becoming more and more proficient, and he is becoming more and more free. I don't know if it was out of showing off or because he felt that he needed to practice more, he even went to find a few lonely zombies and exerted some mana before entering the underground garage.

"Suck up the heat - these **** will be frozen, release the heat, everyone, fresh BBQ!"