After walking through an unknown number of root passages, Ulysses finally came to a different place from the passage.

This is a broken staircase, it can be seen that the history of construction has been very long, and even a few footprints have been left on the top of the staircase, which are obviously traces of someone who has been trampled on for many years.

Ulysses walked up this ancient staircase with a strange sense of incongruity. After walking underground for so long in a place full of tree roots, and finally seeing a man-made structure, is it actually inhabited?

At the end of the ladder is connected to a small open space, which is bright and warm under the illumination of countless points of light.

In the open space, there are many bookshelves full of books, in the center of the bookshelf is a group of sofas that seem to have been placed for a long time, the cabinet next to the sofa displays astrographs and some abstract models, and there are a few books on the table in front of which have been opened and not put back.

Ulysses walked over to the table and casually looked at the contents of the books.

The books were very, very old, not even written in the words he knew, and the contents recorded in them were very obscure, all of which ordinary people would get dizzy even if they read them.

The Relationship Between the Serpent and Eternal Life

Control of Multiple Magical Chords

How to bring the cat in the box back to life

Ulysses only glanced at it a few times before giving up the idea of continuing to flip through it. Even if he now has the strength to rival the average level eight powerhouse, the world of magic is still profound and complicated for him, and if Rasputin or Aya is here, he may be able to analyze something.

However, just as Ulysses was about to leave, a strange feeling suddenly came to him.

Like, he ignored something.

What are they? These books look very old and contain profound knowledge, but they are not something that would make him feel strange.

Books are the spiritual food of human beings, and the tools for the transmission of knowledge carry wisdom and mystery, and it is not surprising that they are obscure and difficult to understand.

Wait! Ulysses suddenly shuddered, obscure, incomprehensible? Why did he look at it like that, didn't he not know any of these words?

Picking up one of them as fast as he could, Ulysses began to look at it with an unpretentious gaze he had never seen before.

None of the words are recognized, and rightfully so, and the books seem to have been left behind by someone a long, long time ago, and the words used are completely different from the current ones.

But why can he see it, or even just see it, and naturally remember what it represents? That's not "seeing" but "remembering".

It's as if he had read it somewhere a long, long time ago, and had written down all the knowledge of Lou in these books.

"The first light, the harmony of the music" Ulysses was a little incredulous, but he read out half of it word for word.

He didn't know any of the words in the book, but he knew the contents clearly, and this strange feeling of inexplicability made Ulysses feel a little uneasy.

"The Secret of the Third Chord" Ulysses did not turn the page, but read the next paragraph according to his own feelings.

When he turned the pages over, he had guessed exactly what he had guessed. If it is said that once is just an accident, but when Ulysses succeeds one after another, even after changing a book, there is no way to explain it by chance.

Clearly, he had read the books and was familiar enough to memorize them.

Ulysses, however, was sure that he did not know the words used in these books, and that he had never read these ancient and mysterious books.

Ulysses took a step back and sat down on the couch, he couldn't understand what was going on here, had he been here before.

"Click!" the sound of slight footsteps sounded, and Ulysses, who was in a state of tension, immediately stood up and looked in the direction from which the footsteps came from with the highest alert.

At the end of the stairs, two figures appeared, one of whom was about the size of Ulysses, while the other was much smaller.

I don't know if it's because of the distance, and the figures of the two people are a little blurry.

But when Ulysses looked more closely, he found that their figures were blurry, like phantoms seen through the fog.

The two of them walked unhurriedly towards the place, and then, as if they had not seen Ulysses who had come first, they sat down together on the sofa opposite him. ,

One of the older shadows picked up a book on the table, which was "How to Bring the Cat in the Box to Life". Ulysses had just seen it once, and it seemed to tell the story of an unfortunate cat.

"Dad, what is this book about?" asked the shadow with a small figure curiously, the wing-like thing on its back trembling, obviously full of curiosity.

"This is the story of a cat, the story of a chosen cat. The older shadow said in a gentle voice, and at the sound of it, Ulysses felt his heart suddenly quiet.

It was like hearing the voice of an old friend he knew, and even though it was the first time he had heard it so closely, Ulysses felt no stranger to it.

Unlike him, who is always immature, the owner of this voice brings people a sense of stability and trustworthiness, which is a sense of stability that can only be possessed after experiencing a lot of things, which makes people feel that such a person must be trustworthy and will never lie and deceive others.

"Cat, what's wrong with the cat. Jiāo's small shadow tail curled up on the older shadow's waist and brushed it around.

"The cat itself is not important, what matters is the person who chooses it, and the person who wants to see the results of the cat. In order to know what a certain magic does, they throw the cat into a chest full of traps. The older shadow smiled and stroked the head of the little shadow of Jiāo, and then flicked his fingers and flicked the restless tail away.

The cat is so pitiful!" The little shadow of Jiāo, who failed in the tragic drama, stuck out her tongue and tried to change the subject.

"It's true that the cat died, but a book like that wouldn't have a book. Look, the name of the book. The older shadow showed the cover of the book to the little shadow of Jiāo.

"How do you bring the cat in the box back to life?" said Jiāo's small shadow as he read the name of the book, then wagged his tail, looking incomprehensible.

"Why bring cats back to life?"

"Because they want to know whether the so-called magic is omnipotent, and whether they can work miracles. But they failed, otherwise the title of the book would not be how to bring the cat in the box back to life, but how to bring the cat in the box back to life. The older shadow smiled, a compliment to those who tried to change the laws of life.

"So, can cats really come back to life?" said Jiāo's little shadow obediently huddled in the arms of the older figure, and asked the most central question.

"To unravel this question, you need to know the relationship between language and cognition, behavior and phenomena, mind and body. The older figure shrugged his shoulders and began to play with the hair of the little shadow of Jiāo.

"Well, can you do it?" asked the little shadow of Jiāo, scratching the Xiōng part of the older shadow, curiously.

The older looked up and looked at Ulysses, no, it should be looking at the infinite world behind Ulysses.

"Even if it is a god, there is no way to reverse the wheel of life, and a life that has died once cannot return to this world so easily. ”

"So, can the cat die alone?" said Jiāo's small shadow looked very disappointed.

"No, so I said, you need to understand the relationship between language and cognition, behavior and phenomena, mind and body. The older shadow shook his head.

"As long as you keep remembering and thinking about it, then the life that has existed will not disappear so simply. Even if the spirit has been reduced to pieces and the body no longer exists, as long as there are still people to remember, then it is not true death. "The one who is forgotten by everyone is the real death. The cat can't come back only because no one cares about the cat, and when it dies, it's forgotten by everyone. ”

"If it's really that important thing, if you really like that kitten. Even if she dies and gives up her life, as long as she is not forgotten, as long as she is still remembered, then I have a way to bring her back. It's just that it will take a while. ”

"Daddy is great!" the little shadow flicked her tail happily, and then kissed the older figure.

"It is right not to deny your own needs. Take a good look at the path you have chosen. Holding the noisy little one in his arms, the older figure picked up a cup of black tea, smiled and said to Ulysses: "If there is something you want to take back, then keep going and not look back." ”

"Huh?" Ulysses was stunned, was that what he was saying to him?

Silently, the two people sitting in front of Ulysses turned into countless points of light and disappeared into the air, as if they themselves were made up of such points of light.

Even though all this happened in front of Ulysses, he always felt that this was something that happened a long, long time ago.

Picking up the teacup on the table in front of him, Ulysses noticed that it was still hot, and it seemed that the owner of the place had come forward to entertain him.

Gulping down the sweet black tea, Ulysses strode forward, making his own way of making his choices, whatever awaited him there.

After Ulysses walked through this common room, the whole root world trembled slightly, as if something had woken up. @。