I salute you, O unparalleled flask, and now I reverently take you down. - Faust

Seeing the glitz of light and shadow, and the ears filled with the murmur of nothingness, the ritual awakened the silent spirit, the spirit resonated with the spirit, and the spirituality returned to a higher unity, becoming one with one in the upper spiritual realm...... Di Zi'an gradually woke up, and found that he had fallen asleep on the stone table at some point, and the pillow was a thick stack of sandpaper, no, not sandpaper, this kind of paper, it should be the papyrus that I had seen at the professor's house not long ago.

The professor regarded it as a rare treasure, but at this time, there was a large stack of flutes under his elbows.

"Here it is...... Professor's house?or?" Di Zi'an gradually recalled everything that had happened before, the full moon ceremony!Yes, the full moon ceremony, he was unprepared for the full moon ceremony at the professor's house, this time the ceremony had no magic carpet, no chalice, no milk...... The parchment was replaced by papyrus, and Di Zi'an took four steps backwards to recite the incantation, only to see the orange light of the papyrus in the glass interlayer suddenly burst out, enveloping the young man's whole person, and then spiritual resonance, he became him.

"Where was it taken this time?" Di Zi'an rubbed his head, it seemed that he had figured out how to use the spirituality of spiritual items, but this was too tricky, no wonder this profession is called a traveler, and every time he acquires spirituality, he has to go on a new journey?

"Norma, you are lazy again! if you don't finish copying today, let's see how you will do tomorrow!" Dizi'an turned around, and found that there were many people around him who were lying on the stone table like herself, copying something, and the owner of the voice was standing behind him, a young man with brown eyebrows, who was looking at himself with his eyes crossed. A sporadic memory of spending time with this teenager suddenly flashed in Di Zi'an's mind, and he rubbed his eyes,

"It's Enos, have you finished copying it?" Dizi'an was surprised to find that the sound coming from his mouth was not at all like his own, and then he turned his gaze to his dark arm, and a strange and ridiculous sense of soul crossing made him stunned.

"I've already copied it!" "I've already copied it!" Inoss replied confidently, with a proud look on his face without the slightest pretentiousness, "Not only has I copied it, but I have also copied one more copy, so that someone can only copy nine copies!"

"Inos, you're awesome!" Dizian raised her hand and rubbed Inos's hair like a perfunctory animal. But it was this simple gesture that made Inos's eyes widen, and he looked at Dizian in disbelief, "Norma! you dare to touch my hair! I, I ......" Inoss slapped the papyrus he had copied in his hand on Dizian's face, and walked away angrily.

Di Zi'an was obviously still in a confused state, but he could also see that Inoss and himself were just like a child's joke, although he didn't know where he was abrupt, touching his hair shouldn't be a big deal, Di Zi'an sniffed his fingers, and actually smelled a fragrance similar to jasmine, although it was very light but very clear. Di Zi'an didn't know why, and didn't continue to think deeply.

Is the owner of this body called Norma? Di Zi'an looked at his hands, is this his soul crossing, can the traveler's crossing method be like this? No, no, Di Zi'an turned on his spiritual vision, a pale cyan light rose from his eyes, under his gaze, his dark skin seemed to be a layer of quiet water, but as long as he concentrated, he caught the occasional flash of water fluctuations, and through the ripples, he could see his own white skin.

It's as if his current appearance is just an illusory projection, just to paralyze the aborigines of this era, his true appearance is hidden on the projection, and no one knows. But what's going on?

I still have too little to know about the things of travelers!Dizi'an sighed heartily, Uncle Ilda said that there are many things that I need to understand slowly, but this is too difficult for me. What happened at the moment when the full moon ceremony was completed, when the orange-yellow light engulfed itself, that he became the owner of the manuscript and came to this era?

The spiritual resonance allowed him to have a fragment of the memory of this named Norma, just like Zhou Zhuang dreamed of butterflies, did I become a butterfly, or did the butterfly become me? Di Zi'an felt that he would not understand this kind of mystery related to travelers for a while, so he should not dwell on these things that are not there. Now there is a more important thing, what did Enos mean by copying just now, did he mean this? Di Zi'an frowned, flipped through the papyrus in front of him,

Just now Inos said that he would copy ten copies, right, he copied one for me, and then I only have three copies here??? (╯°Д°)╯( ┻━┻

Is this Norma so lazy, why should I help him copy the remaining six copies!, Di Zi'an began to study the manuscript in his hand with patience, thanks to the spiritual resonance, these strange hieroglyphs are simply self-taught, let me see what is written on them first.

Well...... It seems to be a medical book, and the pig's eyes are ground into powder and applied to the upper eyelids to treat eye diseases...... it, lizard blood, swan ears, swan teeth, turtle brains, are you serious? And the pregnant women's milk, virgin feces, human feces, monkey feces, lion dung, cat feces, lice feces, feces are omnipotent...... What kind of raw materials are these Nima, look at one page, and the three views are destroyed.

Di Zi'an probably knew what the purpose of copying these was, in general, these apprentices were relying on helping those dignitaries copy all kinds of books, which was the source of their living expenses, these various books included some medical books, astrology and alchemy classics, although the content on it was a bit unbearable to look at, but the medicine of that era was always accompanied by all kinds of witchcraft, magic, and even the authoritative medical books at that time were not called medical books, medicine books, but called "Witchcraft Intuition"......

"Why don't you discuss it with Inos, let him help......" Di Zi'an looked at the thick blank papyrus left in front of him with a headache, in Norma's memory fragments, at this time, he was in the very famous Serrapio Temple in Egypt, which was destroyed by war in later generations, and the library contained 700,000 volumes, which is the most important cultural shrine in Egypt, and it is also the center of the national sacrifice.

Of course, as an apprentice, it is impossible to live, work and live in such a place, and at this time, Dizian and Inos are in a corner of the huge basement of the Temple of Serrapio, a place dedicated to apprentices like them to copy books, as long as they leave here, they will encounter the temple guards every two steps, and it is simply a long time to make trouble here.

Regardless of the hard life of this kind of apprenticeship, if it were not for their teacher being the famous sage Susimus, ordinary scholars would not really be qualified to reside in the underground of the Temple of Serrapio to copy books, at this time, it was the period when Susimos's personal prestige was at its peak, and he was revered as a "god-like man", the greatest alchemist after Hermes, the scholar on whom the pharaohs relied so much, improved the sealed Hermes bottle, and developed the legendary "Three Jars" The instrument, although I don't know what it is, is extremely admired in Norma's memory.

Countless scholars like Norma Inos came to worship Susimos for the mysteries of alchemy, for the spells of turning stones into gold, and for the door of Susimos, Norma was just an ordinary Egyptian commoner, and Enos was different, his family should be very wealthy, as can be seen from all aspects of clothing and decoration, not only these two people, there are many scholars who are also copying books under this temple, they can basically be called Susimos's apprentices.

At that time, apprentices were probably working for people, and they could only eat a mouthful of food, but the people here basically did not come for the salary, what they sought was the mystery of the legendary mastery of the sage of Susimos, so that they could endure the loneliness and hardship of copying books day after day in the temple grounds.

Fortunately, Susimos would gather his apprentices every ten days and half a month to explain the mysteries of alchemy, otherwise there would probably not be many people who would have been able to persevere.

Di Zi'an cleared his mind, looked at the figures around him who were transcribing under the dim butter lamp, I don't know whether it was admiration or pity, among these apprentices, only one out of ten can really learn alchemy, and a few of these ten or two can really get ahead and find their own gold owners to sponsor their own alchemy research, maybe none of them.

Eventually, they were buried in the dust of history with bits and pieces of alchemical knowledge, and no one would remember their names, including herself, Norma, and her friend named Inos.

These are apprentices, ignorant and dreamy people, poor people who know little about truth and knowledge. The night was deep and no one was sleeping, and they continued their scheduled task of transcribing, and beyond the temple was the eternal silence of the night sky.