Shaking the stars is very tiring, and Norman reaffirms this.

When he came back from the meditation space, he was extremely tired, and he really wanted to climb into bed and sleep well, but at the same time, his spirit was extremely sharp now, like a taut string, and the slightest movement would immediately break him.

This is a very indescribable state.

It was also in this situation that Norman suddenly turned his head and looked at the window to his left.

On the edge of the window, I don't know when an owl stood.

It is an owl with black and yellow feathers, yellow eyes and black pupils, which are not quite the same as those with yellow feathers and black eyes common in the Barnesian countryside, but are roughly similar in appearance. Now, the owl was staring at Norman with its yellow eyes.

The owl wasn't quite like a normal owl, Norman instinctively felt so.

He couldn't tell how the owl was different from the other owls except for the color of its feathers and eyes, but he just thought it was different.

He felt that the eyes of the owl in front of him were very spiritual, and it looked less like an owl and more like a person......

Person?

Norman was amused by the thought of himself.

It's just an owl, how can it be a person?

"Hey,"

Norman spoke to the owl in the air, "Can you speak?"

He spoke the lingua franca, and the owl did not move, still staring at him.

"Can you speak?"

Norman asked again, this time in the old language, but the owl stared at him motionlessly, without even blinking an eye.

Sure enough, he still thought too much, this is just an owl.

"Stupid \. ”

Norman shook his head, and cursed the owl in an old idiom - the sudden appearance of this guy really scared him a little.

The old word "fool" had been learned by Norman from the mages in his body, and with Norman's current level of old language and the tireless teaching of the mages, he had fully understood what it meant—something like "bitch-raised" in lingua franca.

And after this "stupid \ force" exit, the owl, which had been unresponsive, suddenly moved!

Its wings suddenly opened, flapped twice, flew up from Norman's window, swirled in the air, turned around, and disappeared into the night sky, leaving behind the cry of "Ou Ou Ou Ou", which was still very clear in the silence of the night.

In the bedroom, Norman stared for a long time in the direction the owl had flown away.

If it doesn't understand, how can it fly away so coincidentally after scolding it? But the problem, the sentence he just scolded him is an old saying, and it's a bit difficult, and Bernie might think he's praising him, and an owl can understand it?......

This matter was incredible, Norman really couldn't accept it, and finally had to force it down to a coincidence and not think about it, but the mages in his body were still entangled in this matter.

"Eagle Eagle is so cute, how can you scold Eagle Eagle anchor. ”

"Owl: I'm going to be a fairy for your grandmother. ”

"There is no quality, and the live broadcast is abusive to small animals. ”

"According to the old man's speculation, the origin of this owl is not simple, don't you see that many mages in novels will have an owl? Obviously, this owl is also the private pet of a certain mage, it is best to follow along, maybe you can worship a Master, and from then on you will flourish. ”

"Again, why did you pull the gate just now, did the anchor's house lose power?"

"It's just a nap and a fart gate. ”

"The Knights Templar recruitment, job description: use modern scientific knowledge system to provide anchors with solutions to all problems. Remuneration for work: the realization of personal values, it is likely that one of your suggestions will change the pattern of this magical world, and this satisfaction cannot be measured by money. Job requirements: need to have a personal skill. How to register, contact the Penguin Sanlu and Wulu. ”

"Don't sign up for money ghosts. ”

"Here we go again, your Knights Templar have been recruiting people for a few days, but you're starting to move. Light thunder does not rain, contempt. ”

"People have already acted, but you weren't there at the time. ”

......

What these mages said, except for some concepts that they really don't understand, such as "live broadcast" and "pulling the gate", some other daily content can already be understood by Norman with the improvement of the ancient language level. He had communicated with them several times in the past few days, but Norman was not in the mood to chat with them now.

His spirit was so tired that he couldn't open his eyelids, and he desperately wanted to sleep, so he said to the people the old phrase he had just learned, "Wash and sleep," and then fell asleep......

Shaking stars is really tiring, and Norman realized it once again.

In the past, he had been accustomed to waking up on time at 1 o'clock, but today he slept until 2 o'clock, but fortunately he hurried downstairs and finally did not miss the time for breakfast, but he did not see Franklin at the table.

"What about Mr. Franklin?"

Norman asked Doreen, who was sitting across from his table, with bread in one hand and a knife and fork in the other, touching the butter on it.

After a few days, he began to look a little bit like a city man.

Doreen is Franklin's wife, and unlike the thin Franklin, Doreen is very plump, a fat man, her arms are as thick as Franklin's thighs, and her burly degree is almost catching up with Norman, and in Norman's opinion, she is a big beauty.

"Haven't you woken up yet?"

Norman asked, poking his head in the direction of the stairs.

Franklin used to have breakfast with them.

Doreen helped her child Harry tear the bread to shreds before answering Norman's question, "He went out in the morning." ”

Got up in the morning and went out?

This was a rarity for a mage who didn't have to work to live comfortably, and it was the first time Norman had seen him since he arrived at Franklin's house.

He wanted to share with Franklin the joy of his successful entry into the meditation space, but unfortunately, Franklin was not there.

Norman didn't ask any more questions, and after eating breakfast quietly, he went straight to the living room.

There were already three students in the living room.

The three students, all boys, were chatting, but when they saw Norman coming, they immediately stopped talking, and invariably lowered their heads and picked up their notebooks, one by one, like arrows waiting to be shot on a full bow, and the target was Norman. And when Norman sat down in his corner of the corner, the three men immediately shot at Norman like real arrows.

"Me!"

Among the three, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who looked at Wenwen's weakness was the first to rush to Norman by virtue of the geographical advantage, and slapped his notebook in front of Norman, with a very excited expression on his face. The other two boys who didn't come out on top were like defeated roosters, and they could only stand behind this man in frustration and obediently line up.

Norman was used to it.

He knocked on the table and reminded him of the word "money", and then the boy named Edward patted his head as if he remembered something, and then quickly reached into his own arms and pulled out a handful of coins, all of which were standard kingdom-style silver.

He twisted 2 out of it and carefully placed them on the Norman table.

These little masters are really rich, this is the reward that the Colin family gave themselves for a day.

Norman sighed in his heart, unceremoniously put the two silver narls on the table into the pockets of his clothes, and then began to work.

"Tell me, which two?"

According to his rules, 1 ancient language is 1 silver nar, and since Edward gave 2, it means that he has to learn 2 ancient languages.

Edward quickly flipped to a page of his notebook, pointed to it and said, "This, and this, these two ......"

"These two?"

Norman looked at the two old words that Edward was pointing to, reached into the crotch of his pants, fumbled for a while, and then pulled out a piece of parchment.

When the three students saw the parchment, they were not disgusted by the fact that it came out of Norman's crotch, but they were all eager and excited. Judging by their excitement, if it weren't for Norman's strong body and one could beat them several, they would have rushed up and grabbed them.

It's a real magic item......

Norman placed the parchment on the table.

Like ordinary blank parchment, this is an ordinary parchment, yellowish, no special material, but different from other ordinary blank parchment: on this parchment, there are several patterns of the same shape.

It is a square drawn with red ink, all of which are solid lines, and inside the square, there is a vertical line, a horizontal line, and two oblique lines, dividing the square into 8 parts, like the ancient word "rice". In addition, unlike a square, the lines inside are all dashed lines, and they are very faint, if there is any.

"This is the 'old language cage'......"

Edward muttered to himself, his eyes glowing.

It's a real magic item!