"Come in!" Tripan roared under his breath. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "I'll introduce you to the brothers!" ”

Mu Qingyang was dragged into a large room, which was crowded with young men and women. Tripan squeezed through the crowd, stopping from time to time to pat someone on the back, shouting hello and at one point slapping the ass of a well-built young girl. They came to a corner, where Professor Suva was sitting, and some of the people around him looked older than most of the people here. Mu Qingyang estimated that they were all graduate students. He took the fat, thick hand and said, "It's nice to see you again," but he was a little skeptical that he had heard what he said.

Suva pulled him closer so he could hear what he was saying, and said, "Have you decided?" ”

The old man's breath was bad, but he must have drunk something, Mu Qingyang had never smelled this smell before. The red eyes seemed to be shining, as if two small candles had been lit in the eyeballs.

"Decide what?" Mu Qingyang asked loudly.

The old man smiled and said, "You know. ”

He let go of his hand. Mu Qingyang stood up straight. Although the room was so hot that it made him sweat, he suddenly felt very cold. What is Suva implying about? That's not what he really knew. Does he really know?

Tripan introduced him to the men and women around him, and then led him out into the crowd. He was introduced to many more people, mostly members of the Brotherhood of the Stars, or the sorority of girls across the street. The only candidate he could identify for membership was a black, a Gabonese. When the men were gone, Tripan said, "He comes from a family of witch doctors. If he can accept our invitation, he will be a real treasure, and the department is relatively weak in Central African witchcraft. In the past, there was a great teacher, Emma. Jia, but she disappeared 10 years ago while on vacation in Senamana. I wouldn't be surprised if this young man could be a teaching assistant, given that he was nominally a freshman. Dude, one night he taught me a part of the memorial ritual that you can't believe. I...... Okay, I'm not going to talk about it now. Another day. Anyway, he respected Suva the most, and, because the stupid old man was the head of the department, he was almost sure to join us. ”

Suddenly, he began to grit his teeth, grinned, bent over, his hands tightly covering his big belly, and his dirty skin turned white.

Mu Qingyang asked, "What's going on?" ”

Tripan shook his head, sighed deeply, and straightened up.

"Ah, it hurts!"

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingyang said.

"I shouldn't say he's a stupid old man. I didn't expect him to hear me, but he didn't hear it with his ears. Damn, there's no one else in the world who respects him more than I do. But sometimes, I like to talk nonsense...... Well, never again. ”

"You mean?" Mu Qingyang said.

"That's right. Who do you think it is? Leave it alone. Come with me, let's find a quiet place. ”

He dragged Mu Qingyang through a small room, where there were many bookshelves, full of books, novels, textbooks, and occasionally a few books wrapped in old leather.

"We have a library that's so good that it's arguably the best of all clubs. It's one of the most appealing parts of us. But that refers to the part of it that is open. ”

They entered a small door, walked down a short hallway, and stopped in front of another, where Tripan took a key from his pocket and opened it. Inside the door was a narrow spiral staircase with dusty steps. At the top of the heights there is a window, and a faint light penetrates through the dirty windowpane. Tripan turned on a wall lamp and they began to climb the stairs. On the third floor above, Tripan opened another door with another key. They walked into a small room surrounded by bookshelves as high as the ceiling in front of the walls.

Tripan turned on a light.

There was a small table in the corner of the room, as well as a folding chair. There was a lamp on the table, as well as a stone bust of the vampire Marquis Riste.

Tripan gasped and said, "Generally, only seniors and graduate students can come here. But I'm not interested in making an exception. I just wanted you to see one of the great benefits of joining Starfield. No other clubhouse has a library like this. Tripan squinted at him and continued to show some kindness: "Look at those books. But don't do it. They, well, suck, you know what I mean. ”

Mu Qingyang walked back and forth in the room, looking at the titles of the books.

"It really surprised me. I thought some of these books could only be found in the school library. It had to be in the locked library. ”

"That's what most people think. Listen to me, if you take a vow, you can read these books. Just don't tell anyone else in the lower grades...... It's time for them to be jealous. ”

Tripan still squinted, as if he was thinking about something he might not have been thinking about, and he said, "You don't mind turning around and plugging your ears with your fingers, do you?" ”

Mu Qingyang said, "Why? ”

Tripan smiled, "Ah, if you vow to join, you'll be given a little recipe that is necessary to work here." But until then, you can't see it yet. ”

Mu Qingyang smiled awkwardly, he didn't know why this happened, and at the same time, he felt very excited, he turned around, turned his back to Tripan, and blocked his ears with his fingers. He stood in the quiet of the room - was it insulated, or was it soundproofed by something perhaps immaterial? Counting...... One thousand and one, one thousand and two......

After a little more than a minute, he felt Tripan's hand on his shoulder. He turned around and put his hand down. The fat man was holding a large, thin book with a lot of small black bulges on the cover. Mu Qingyang was surprised, because he was sure that he didn't see the book on the shelf.

"I suppressed it," Tripan said.

"Here, see." He looked at his watch.

"I can watch it for 10 minutes."

There is no title on the cover, nor is there an author's signature. At this point, when he looked at the book more closely, and held it in his hand, he felt that the book cover was not made of animal skin.

"It was the skin of an old wizard named Edward. ”

Mu Qingyang said, "Ah! His hand shook for a moment, and then he regained his composure.

"He's got a lot of mole."

"Probably...... Just watch it...... But, unfortunately, you may not understand. ”

The first page is slightly yellowed, but for centuries-old paper, it's not surprising.

It was full of large handwritten characters - "In the first year of the new era, written by Simon himself."

"Simon?" Mu Qingyang said.

He was Edward's elder brother, a church pastor, a well-known figure of his time, who settled in the neighborhood in his later years and never left until his death. He also deals with the descendants of the werewolves, but they don't know who he's targeting. He fled into the wilderness with Edward, who was mortally wounded. Twenty years later, he appeared in town with the book. ”

He slowly flipped through the five pages and wrote down each hieroglyph in his camera-like memory. There is an image that he does not like to look at.

"Suva is the only one who can understand it," Tripan said. ”

Tripan looked at his watch.

"One minute left. Hey! ”

He snatched the book from Mu Qingyang's hand and said very sternly, "Turn around and plug your ears!" ”

Tripan looked flustered. He turned his back, and after a minute, Tripan pulled one of Mu Qingyang's hands down.

"Sorry for the panic, but the time is almost up. I don't understand why. It's always only 10 minutes to go. ”

Mu Qingyang didn't think anything, but thought that maybe it was because Tripan was too sensitive to that book, so he behaved like that.

Tripan looked nervous and said, "Let's go." I feel cold. ”

As he went downstairs, he said, "Are you sure you can't read that book?" ”

"Where do I know how to read it?" Mu Qingyang said.

They returned to the hustle and bustle of the big room. They didn't stay long, because Tripan wanted to show him the rest of the clubhouse, except the basement.

"You can go and see it sometime this week. But it's better not to go there now. ”

Mu Qingyang didn't ask why.

When they walked into a very small room on the second floor, Tripan said, "Usually we don't let new students have their own room. But for you...... If you want it, it's yours. ”

This made Mu Qingyang very happy. He doesn't have to put up with other people's bad habits or listen to the nagging that annoys him.

They went down to the first floor. At this point, the large room is no longer so crowded. Old Suva, who had just risen from his chair, beckoned him over. Mu Qingyang walked over slowly. For some reason, he knew, he wouldn't like what Suva was going to say to him. Maybe he's not sure he'll like to hear it.

"Tripan shows you a lot of good books from the Brotherhood," Suva said. That's not an interrogative sentence, it's a declarative sentence. "Especially Simon's book."

Tripan said, "How do you ......? Suddenly he grinned. You feel it. ”

"Of course." Suva said. "Okay, Mu Qingyang...... Don't you think it's time to answer that call? ”

Tripan looked confused.

Mu Qingyang felt very uncomfortable and chilled.

Suva's nose was almost on Mu Qingyang's nose. The many wrinkles on the dough-like face were like hieroglyphs.

"You've decided, but you've not made it clear to you," he said.

"Listen, it was the advice of the adults in your family to enroll you, so from the moment you came, you made your choice. Earlier you could have refused, but you didn't, even if, I suppose, your mother must have lectured on you...... So you didn't hesitate. So, even if you don't want to join here now, you need to understand the roots of these children. ”

He smiled deliciously: "I kindly gave you advice to show my respect for your family. I think you'll inherit your mother's business sooner or later. If you can eliminate some of your character flaws, I don't think it's impossible for even two families to come under your command. In the same way, even to get a bachelor's degree here, you need strength, wisdom, strict self-discipline, and great dedication.

"There are a lot of people from all over the world who have applied to come here because they find it easy. But they soon discover that the requirements in the occult college are higher and more dangerous than those of MIT's engineering students.

"Then there's the moral issue. This is stated when applying for admission. But how many people want to comply with the Ethics Statement? How many people have decided to be on the wrong side? They gave up, not knowing that it would be too late for any of them to go back to the other side. They have shown themselves, they have resisted, and it seems that they have been remembered forever. ”

He paused and lit a brown cigar. Smoke swirled around Mu Qingyang, but he didn't smell what he expected. The smell of smoke didn't quite resemble the smell of dead bats he had once smelled.

"Every man and woman has to decide his or her own destiny. If I were you, I would make my decision right away. I've had my eye on you, and your progress here depends on my assessment of your character and potential.

"Good day, Mu Qingyang."

The old man is gone. "What is this talking about?" ”

Mu Qingyang didn't answer. He stood for a moment next to the fidgety Tripan. Then, he said goodbye to Tripan and began to walk out slowly. He didn't go home, but walked aimlessly around the campus. The flashing red light attracted him, and he walked over to see what was going on. A car with a special sign and an ambulance with a hospital sign stopped in front of a two-story building. As can be seen from the writing on the dirty window panes, the ground floor of the building was once a grocery store. The skin of the walls was peeling off inside and out, and the plaster on the walls had fallen off, revealing the wooden slats underneath. There were three corpses on the bare wooden floor. One of them was the young man in front of him in the gymnasium. He was on his back on the ground, his mouth open under his mustache.

Mu Qingyang asked what happened to one of the people who was on the window. The man, with his gray sideburns and beard, probably a professor, said to him, "This happens at this time of year." Some of the children were taken to try something that only formal paranormal people wanted to try. It's strictly forbidden. But I can't control those little fools. ”

There seemed to be a large round piece on the mustache's corpse, and it could also be a burn on his forehead. Mu Qingyang wanted to get closer to take a look, but the people in the ambulance put a blanket over his face before carrying the body out.

The gray-bearded man said, "The superintendent and the secret hospital will take care of them." He laughed briefly.

"People from outside don't even have to think about coming to this campus. As for the family, they will be notified that they are drunk and have gone to a place where they should not be. ”

"Wouldn't it be a problem then?"

"Sometimes. There will be undetermined fellows who hire private detectives, but they won't stay long either. ”

A sleepless night, the dawn fills the night sky with dividends and pale greens.

Mu Qingyang looked at the sky through the window of his apartment. He was fortunate that the suite in the student apartment was attractive because of the ceiling window, which was also a partition window that could be opened.

He pushed it away, and a cool, moist wind blew down the lattice.

Mu Qingyang had already dressed, but it wasn't because he got up early.

He hadn't slept all night last night. As for why he lives here, of course, it is that he realizes that there are certain rules that should be followed to play the role of a student.

The small silver ring on his finger glittered, and the ring face was made of a stone, a transparent jade the size of his little fingernail. Mu Qingyang looked at it, this heavy silver ring was in his hand. The mother reminded him of the weight of his shoulders and the familiar feeling of suffocation in his chest, leaning against the window as he pressed his forehead against the coldness.

Why did he want to come to this campus and live in an old dormitory apartment like a normal student? Originally, he hoped to find peace here, so he resolutely left the company of his family and Li Qing and his lover, and even the sworn brother Li Moliu was abandoned by himself outside of daily life. Although Mu Qingyang's initial plan was to live a regular life like an ordinary student, it seemed that it was impossible to achieve it in this special college. And if he continues to be so maverick, he will never be accepted, and he will never get the peace he desires. (To be continued.) )