Xia Ren's hand shook, and he was so frightened that he almost threw the book away.

"Isn't this the xenomorph book I've seen in the house of the ghoul cub Zhang Xiang? Why is there also here? ”

Don't...... The remnants of the dust family are a faction that believes in ghouls?

"No, not really."

He still vividly remembers the visions he saw when he opened the secret passage to the sixth floor in the center of the dawn.

In the dark cavern, humanoids wrapped in black robes kept walking past them, and filthy slime with a pungent smell flowed from under their black robes, and the cry was like the cry of a baby, making people feel their evil from the bottom of their hearts.

The old man who had just picked him up, and the old lady who was sitting in front of the spinning wheel, did not emit any strange and unpleasant smell, and his face looked relatively clean, so he should not be a ghoul.

Xia Ren stabilized his mind and felt very entangled.

On the one hand, he really wanted to open it and read the contents of this evil book, but on the other hand, he was afraid that he would lose his mind and become insane after reading it, after all, the reason and pollution resistance of this body were really miserable.

In the end, Xia Ren still decided not to look at it, his main purpose for entering the ancient dream was the old ruler, the family ritual was about to begin, maybe there would be clues to the old gods in it, he couldn't stop here, the risk of reading the evil book was too great, he couldn't take it.

He reluctantly put the "Corpse Food Ritual Ceremony" back on the table, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Because there's more than just one book on the table.

His hand stretched out, retracted and retracted, and so on several times, Yu Chen next to him couldn't help but wonder when he saw this: "Father-in-law, what are you doing?" ”

Seeing that he also wanted to pick up a copy and read it, Xia Ren hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't look at these things, children." ”

He paused: "I'll help you filter first." ”

Just looking at the name, it shouldn't matter, right?

Xia Ren swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a deep breath, and picked up another one.

The Revelation of Gracchi

"This damn temptation!"

He couldn't read it, so he put it down and picked up another one.

The Book of Anonymous Sacrifices

My heart hurts!

Reluctantly touched the cover, Xia Ren took another copy.

L'Alaye Text

"Huh?"

Seeing the title of the book, Xia Ren's eyes widened unconsciously, and he felt that this book seemed to have some mysterious connection with himself.

At this time, the pulmonary artery is venous blood, which becomes oxygen-rich arterial blood through the gas exchange in the lungs, which is sent from the pulmonary vein to the left atrium, and then through the aorta of the left ventricle, it is pumped to various tissues and organs throughout the body.

To put it simply, it's exciting!

His intuition told him that what was recorded in this book was inseparable from him, and he could not miss it no matter what.

An idea popped into my head.

"Since I was able to bring the Ancient Crystal and Shuggoth over in the last ancient dream, is it okay to bring these books?"

As soon as the thought popped up, it spread like weeds in my mind.

Xia Ren looked left and right, and the only outsider in the room at this time was the old lady in front of the spinning wheel, and the other party was busy from beginning to end, so he shouldn't have noticed himself.

So he unzipped his shirt and tucked the "Ralaier Text" into his chest.

Yu Chen was dumbfounded, and said nervously: "Yue, father-in-law, isn't it not good to ...... like this?"

Xia Ren glared at him: "As long as you don't say it, who knows?" ”

“……”

Yu Chen couldn't talk back.

He was very uneasy in his heart, his father-in-law, who had been trying to save face, actually stole his family's things in front of him.

What the hell is wrong with this world?

Cold, shivering, crying.

Estimating that he could still have two more books in his clothes, Xia Ren began to look eagerly for other books that looked pleasing to the eye.

"Shugai Requiem Mass", "The Secret of the Worm", "The Book of Ebon", ......

At the bottom of the many books, Natsuhito sees a book that is more unique than the others.

On its cover, several five-pointed stars of different sizes were outlined in straight lines, and these five-pointed stars overlapped to form a complex and esoteric, magic array-like pattern, and around it, a circle surrounded it, and in the ring was written a circle of words that Xia Ren had never seen before.

"The door."

When he saw this pattern, the word automatically popped up in Xia Ren's mind.

This pattern is the door.

"But what kind of door is it?"

Xia Ren couldn't understand.

He then looked up, and at the top of the cover, the title of the book was written in a string of words that he had also never seen.

No, it's not that I've never seen it.

Xia Ren recalled that on the fragment of human skin found in Lebo's house, the structure of the three paragraphs was similar to the title of the book!

"Is it the same language?"

The hand involuntarily reached over and took it in his hand.

The book has gone through countless years, and its exterior has long since been damaged, and the margins of the book seem to have been eaten by some kind of bug, leaving dense hollows.

Before Xia Ren could take a closer look at the book's exterior, a yellowed page of paper slipped from it and fell to the floor.

He quickly bent down to pick up the paper and stuff it back, but as soon as his hand touched the paper, he suddenly realized that he had seen the words on it.

"Oops!"

Subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but before that, he couldn't help but glance at it again.

It seems like...... Nothing.

There was no fear, no strange vision, and no evil thoughts in the heart.

He didn't even understand what was written on the paper.

The nervousness calmed down a little, Xia Ren picked it up and looked at it again with the courage to do so.

Still can't read it.

"Understood, if you don't understand it, it's fine."

Liu Xiuxiu once said that pollution is actually knowledge, but this knowledge is beyond the scope of human understanding, so people who try to understand will lose their minds and become crazy.

When Xia Ren first saw the three pieces of text on the skin fragment, he didn't understand it at first glance, but when he suddenly understood a little, the system immediately prompted him that he had been contaminated.

So, illiteracy actually has this benefit? The lower the education, the lower the damage? ”

Yu Chen saw his father-in-law talking to himself in a low voice while pulling the book on the table, he didn't understand what this meant, and he didn't dare to ask casually, so he could only watch silently from the side.

After a careful selection, Xia Ren finally hid "The Text of Llalay" and "The King in Yellow", along with the most eccentric books, under his clothes.

Seeing Yu Chen's expression of wanting to speak, Xia Ren patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forgive me, son, this is the last time." ”

"I don't want to do that, but it's fascinating."

Yu Chen: "......"

……

……

At eleven o'clock at night, the melodious bells of the church echo over the town.

The old man walked in from outside the house, stood in front of Yu Chen, took out his notebook and wrote respectfully on it:

"Young Master, the ceremony is about to begin."