Chapter 119: The Kekisa (3)

"Who said we're not human anymore? Who told you?" said Rum, squinting at Tex.

Turks also hurriedly gestured and said: "Hehe, Mr. Rum, don't be angry, my mouth is fast, I can't stop it for a while, and I hope you don't mind." Anger is not good for the body. ”

Rum patted his chest, calmed down, and said, "Forget it, I don't really care about you. Kid Jack just said, "What are you Garlanders?" and you have horns, don't you?"

"Oh, no, I mean that our chief, the elders of Garland, has hidden a horn that has been in place for hundreds of years, and if you say so, I guess it's the horn of the Kekisa. Jack replied.

"Could it be that your ancestors have been to the Netherworld before?" asked Rum.

"Netherworld?I don't know, I only know that since the ancestors returned to the mainland, the Garland leader has never let the Garlands set foot on the Tana continent for half a step. Jack said.

"Netherland?" said Luthor and Turks in unison.

"Yes, haven't you heard of it, and you don't know that it's so famous, that you, as Tana, have lived so many years in vain," Rum shook his head in disappointment.

The two of them were still trying to figure out where this "Netherworld Island" was, but in the end they still found nothing, and they really had no impression.

"Alas, I lived in vain, and I forgot even the island at my doorstep. Rum said.

"Rum, don't be embarrassed for us, won't it be the end if you just tell us where the Nether Isle is?

It took a long time for Rum to remember another name for the island: "Hell Island, yes, it's called Hell Island." Isn't it just 500 nautical miles away from your east coast? Anyone on the street knows this place, and you are the only one who doesn't know it, which is stupid. ”

"Hell Island!?"

"What?!Hell Island?

All three exclaimed at the same time.

This very unusual reaction really shocked Rum, who took two more puffs of cigarette in a hurry, and choked on it without adjusting his breathing. Seeing this, Turks quickly picked up the water cup on the table and handed it to Rum.

After a few sips of water, Rum stopped coughing, and said with half-open eyes: "Alas, it is much more comfortable. Today, knowing you guys really killed me. Although we will not die of life, we will also die of illness! If we are not sick, we will be scared to death and angry by you. My wife, if you were here now, you would probably be beating them out with a cane with your temper. ”

After a long time, Luthor could continue to ask, "What's on Hell Island?"

"Ouch, that's stupid. Lum said helplessly: "Hell Island is Netherland, Netherland is Hell Island, can't you follow the customs of the locals and call her Netherland? No matter what, she is also my hometown!"

"Your hometown, so Victor is on that island, too!?haha, Rum, you missed your mouth!" Luther laughed.

Rum accidentally talked too much, and realized that what he shouldn't have told them was being said, and hurriedly thought about it: "What? No, it's my hometown, yes, but I haven't been back." That place was flooded twice in three days, and now it is estimated that it has sunk. ”

"No, we met not so long ago! isn't it Turks? the island you showed me!" asked Jack.

Tex nodded vigorously, "That's right, Rum, your hometown is still there, it's not flooded, we saw her when we passed by some time ago." ”

Rum reluctantly patted his wrinkled head, leaned back, and his neck clicked - twisted.

"Ouch, my neck, ouch, take a look at it. Quick!" Lum shouted.

Luthor, having learned some simple first aid, hurried forward, slowly helped Lum to sit up straight, and took his pipe off and placed it in the corner of the table.

"Don't move!" Luthor reminded.

"Nonsense, ouch, how can I move like this!"

By noon, the conversation between the three continued, and Rum finally said helplessly, "In view of your perseverance and consideration of the overall situation, let me tell you." I guess, it's just my guess, don't believe it too much. I think Victor should be on the Netherworld, and most of my people should still be on the island. They had been studying magic there, and in four hundred years Victor had brought people to the continent and found the legendary Philosopher's Stone, and since then he has made great strides on the path of refining magic, and has become the patriarch of the Kekisa people. ”

"Can the Philosopher's Stone give magic?" asked Tex.

"Hmm...... The same can be said, but the Philosopher's Stone itself has no magic, and the key depends on how the person who uses it uses it, and I'm not sure if these rumors are true. It's just like the rumors of the people of the Tana continent who don't know whether it's true or not. You see. Lum got up, opened a large book that had been read for many years, the corners of which had been turned up, the pages had yellowed, and the brown cover was wrapped, and said, "These books are all written by the people of the people at that time through the oral tradition of Victor, and they contain all kinds of magical learning methods. ”

Jack flipped through a few pages, after all, he couldn't read the text inside, so he didn't care. There was only one thing he cared about, and that was what was written in Garland's Diary.

"So, you don't know how to learn?" asked Turks.

Rum's face immediately became gloomy: "Stinky boy, do you think the text in the book is Meroe writing?

"Isn't this a book written by you Kekisa, why do you have to ...... Also encrypt. ”

"Encryption? right, encryption. Do you think such an important book can be circulated casually? Magic is a magical thing, and if everyone knew it, wouldn't the world be in chaos. ”

Luthor read the words in the book for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion: "No, this is not a magic book. ”

"Where did you come from?" asked Rum, unconvinced.

"If it's magic, what about the Secret Art of Spirit Stones? Could it be that my writing is wrong?"

"It must be wrong," said Rum firmly, "how could I be wrong when I took these books from a friend who copied the originals?"

Luthor was lost in thought: "Tsk, that only says one thing. Spiritual power and magic are two unrelated forces, just like the sun and the moon, born in the universe together, but orbiting in their own orbits. ”

"Then your book must be the moon. Rum said.