On the way to the study, the Grand Duke wiped the sweat from his forehead with a cautious face, and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you worried about your friend......"

"You're actually worried about the nobles." Mu Yan smiled, "You have set up a monitoring crystal in the study, you can keep an eye on the movement at any time, so that they don't all die, no one is watching for so long now, are you afraid that they will all die, and you can't bear this pressure?" ”

His mind was seen through, and the Grand Duke could only laugh vigorously.

"It's okay, they're back to normal now, they're asleep from exhaustion."

"Huh?"

The duke didn't hold back his expression, and suddenly wrote his surprise on his face.

"What? Didn't expect that? Mu Yan asked with a smile.

"Uh...... I don't mean that, I mean, it's great, it's great...... That's it......" said the duke.

Mu Yan couldn't help but laugh, "How afraid are you of death?" There's no need to talk to me like that, just be natural. ”

"Who can not be afraid of death......" The Duke sighed, looking a little aggrieved: "I have only been a duke for fifty-five years, I, I still have hundreds of thousands of gold coins in the gold-inlaid roses that have not been spent, I fell in love with a fox dancing girl last month, her skin is as smooth as silk, and her body is weak and boneless...... I also bought a batch of good horses from Turing and plan to go back to the royal capital in the middle of the year to participate in the Great Horse Race of the Thorn Flower...... Look at how beautiful this world is, how interesting life is, and no one wants to fall into eternal darkness......"

As he spoke, he shed a few tears.

This Grand Duke is really a ...... What a villain. Mu Yan pursed his lips.

The two came to the layered encrypted study, and sure enough, as Mu Yan said, the people in the main hall fell into a deep sleep. Although the scene looked very bloody, it was actually a skin injury, and the situation did not deteriorate any further, and the worst thing was that the two brothers who opened each other's scoops at the beginning fainted because of excessive blood loss.

In fact, when Mu Yan accidentally fell, he had already cut a line of the magic circle, and he didn't disturb the monitoring. It's like poking a hole in a balloon, and even though the balloon is still inflating, it won't expand anymore when it reaches a critical point.

Negative emotions such as anger, anger, and irritability are very laborious, and if there is no positive feedback of rising violence, the recipient will soon feel weak and powerless, coupled with poor physical conditions such as emotional confusion, bleeding and injury, it is not surprising that he falls asleep from exhaustion.

The necromancer's legacy was hidden behind a wall, and as the Darkness pushed it away, a cold and terrifying wind blew out.

The duke is quite a good person, he reminded Mu Yan to "be careful, avoid the front" long before this, and he didn't mean to take the opportunity to make trouble.

Dead heart to this point, this is no longer the grass on the wall, but a pot of spider plants placed on the wall, which side should be completely poured to which side......

As soon as the information was started, Mu Yan immediately spread out his perception and swept it in the blink of an eye.

Then, he was stunned and stunned.

"Click".

The thick materials fell on the carpet, and Mu Yan still maintained the posture of flipping through the book.

The Duke hurriedly ran over to pick up the book and stood respectfully aside.

"Master Fafa?"

"Ah, I'm here." Mu Yan turned his head mechanically.

"Your stuff is ...... out"

"Ah, yes......"

Mu Yan took the pile of things and looked at the duke with a ghostly expression, as if he wanted to cry and laugh.

"What's wrong with you, Master Mage?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Cocoa, you don't look like you're okay at all......"

"Hoo ......"

Mu Yan took a deep breath and barely squeezed out a smile.

"Lord Duke, I'm fine, I want to be quiet."

"Okay, I understand!"

The duke immediately covered his mouth and sat aside obediently.

Mu Yan stood up, put down his notes, took two steps back and forth, and suddenly clenched his fists nervously, released it again, clenched it again, and released it again...... This went on and on several times, during which time he opened his mouth repeatedly, as if he was letting out a silent roar, but it was extremely suppressed......

This frightened the duke, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with that thing. Doesn't that mean......

The spider plant on the wall began to stir again.

What can make Mu Yan shocked into this virtue is naturally not how shocking and extraordinary the content is......

Rather, the title page of this pile of notes all has a signature written on it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is a strange symbol between lines and runes......

But in Mu Yan's opinion, this is a word!

A square word!

The character "ancient" written in Chinese.

He was extremely sure that this was indeed Chinese, because the person who left this codex was called Gusmants, and combined with the content of the note, he couldn't think of any reason other than using homophonic terriers to create the illusion of confusion!

What a ridiculous discovery it was to come at this ridiculous point in time, such a ridiculous coincidence......

"Clues...... Guidelines...... A certain number in the dark...... Is it? ”

It took a long time for him to calm down, shake his head helplessly, and return his gaze to the content.

The content alone is actually shocking enough, but compared with this sudden appearance of Chinese, the shock index is minimal, so that Mu Yan did not fluctuate when he looked at it seriously.

It's no wonder that John can't understand it, even a legendary scholar and legendary necromancer like Mu Yan is in a fog at first glance.

Gusmandz's research is very deep, down to the level of the brain, the area where Principal William had to set foot when his memories were erased by the Pope.

The human brain is like a piece of bean curd, which is on a material level. The brain at the soul level, that is, the real core of the soul, the center for managing emotions, memory, thinking, and a series of life activities is the brain domain, which is the ethereal spirit bean flower composed of soul power, which can even be regarded as the material level, because the necromancer operates with this substance as the goal.

The cloud-like objects that float, tumble, and swell in the veins of this ethereal bean flower are emotions, memories, thoughts, and so on.

These deeper things are rude even for the soul masters, necromancers, to do. Such as erasure, search, full control, and so on. Therefore, any operation involving memory will cause damage to the brain domain if you are not careful, so Mu Yan is careful every time.

But now, Guzmandz's research is exactly this part of the "nebula"-like thing, almost completely detached from the ethereal spirit bean flower itself.

He wrote in his Codex:

"The ancient mages used 'clotted fat on a pine tree' to analogy with the relationship between the soul and emotions, as if emotions were just a secretion, a product, and not so closely related to the soul itself.

But is that actually the case?

"Let's see if this statement is plausible based on the available intelligence.

"First of all, man is born of flesh and blood, male and female intercourse, conceived and born, and gives birth to offspring. When the baby is in the mother's womb, the soul is brewed, and then the mind and mind are born...... In this way, the 'pine resin secretion theory' seems to be correct, because thoughts, emotions, etc., are indeed a kind of secretion.

But this is the way of thinking of normal people. As mages who have ventured into the River Styx, we know that the souls of all things are stored in the River Styx, where they merge into Nilverheim and participate in the cycle of the two worlds. When any new life is born, it is not flesh and blood that give birth to the soul, but the soul provided by Nilverheim that comes to Lokan, is attracted to the flesh, and finally attaches to the flesh.

"What is the soul of Köniverheim?

"It's the power of the primordial soul.

In other words, if the soul of a normal person is a living body, then what flows into Nilverheim is minced meat sauce...... In other words, the secretion of 'pine resin' is the 'soul meat sauce' from Heru, which is attached to the flesh.

"With this in mind, let's assume an experiment: if we can use the artificial soul 'meat sauce' to generate life and thoughts, then we can verify that the 'pine resin secretion theory' is correct, and if not, then there must be something wrong with the link.

"So, is there a need for such an experiment?

The answer is no, no.

"Because there's already a counterexample - as the biggest soul bolognese, Niverheim doesn't have consciousness, Styx doesn't have consciousness, they're just a part of this world.

"To sum up, the 'pine oil theory' is wrong."