Jiang Cheng's experience was not pleasant for Chongwu, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a nightmare, he could not help but think about it, when that train ran over, if Ye Zhiqiu did not arrive in time, then what would have happened, and he shuddered every time he thought about it.

It tormented him and made it difficult for him to sleep, but he didn't dare to tell anyone, he was afraid that when the galaxy knew about the choice they had made before the gate, they would leave him again, and he had finally reconciled with them, and he didn't want to experience the feeling of being alone and helpless and being blamed again.

So he pretended to be more normal than ever, pretending as if nothing had happened, eating normally, sleeping normally, rushing to work with them to get the papers assigned by the teacher, and learning those basic magic texts with Ren Tianqi.

But he can fool everyone, but he can't fool himself. Especially this kind of thing, if you hold it for a long time, it will suffocate people. Just last night, he even dreamed of Ling, of Mr. Balbo, of Uncle Wallett, of his parents, who were all looking at him, looking at him with kind smiles, and instead of making him feel warm, their smiles woke him up from his sleep, and the guilt so thick that he almost broke down and cried, but fortunately Anton slept as well as a dead pig, and did not notice anything unusual about him.

This dream became the last straw that crushed Shigego. He wants, no, he needs to find a place to vent. It just so happened that he knew about such a place, the white tower in the academy.

So the next day, instead of going to the library with Xinghe and the others after class, Shigego quietly left by himself. He still didn't know what the white tower was, but he probably knew that the tower was not allowed for students to approach at will.

It was the first time Shigego had visited the White Pagoda since that night. He took the fruit of the pale tree, Ye Zhiqiu didn't take his fruit that night, but just told him not to be seen when he used it, he didn't know why Lan Yue and Xinghe's uncle did this, but he felt that this was probably a tacit consent for him to enter the tower.

But if it weren't for the fruit that would open the door to the tower, he wouldn't want to wear it on his body, for every time he held it, he thought of Sniff, and that was the beginning of all bad memories.

Last night, it snowed again in the capital. The White Tower was located in the corner of the Academy, and Shigego had left a distinct footprint in the snow as he walked, and when he came to the bottom of the small hill, there was no one around him.

The hill was dyed the same color as the tower, and Shigego walked slowly up the stairs of the hill, and the platform at the top of the hill had been left untended with a thick layer of snow, and Shigego struggled to step over the soft snow to reach the edge of the tower.

The smooth walls of the tower shone in the winter sun, and Shigego put his hand on the wall of the tower, and found that it was not as cold as he had imagined, but a little warm, and then he took the fruit of the pale tree from his bosom and pressed it against the wall. So the white tower wall turned into a virtual image, and let him pass through.

The inside of the tower was unchanged from the last time he had visited, a pillar of light falling from the top of the tower, emitting a reassuring pale blue light. Shigego felt the tranquility and sat down with his back against the wall of the tower. Then he saw a man.

He's not the only one in this tower!

Jugo bounced up from the ground, clutched the fruit in his hand, and prepared to escape.

The man was engrossed in watching the pillar of light falling from the ceiling, and when Shigego stood up from the ground, he suddenly spoke, as if his eyes were on his back, "It's beautiful. ”

Shigego swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked nervously, "Who are you?"

The man turned around, held out his right hand, and introduced himself, "My name is Loshi." ”

Jugo hesitantly looked at Roshi's right hand stretched out in front of him, and instead of putting his hand on it, he secretly looked at the other party with his peripheral eyes.

The hand was clean, the skin was white and tender, the fingers were slender, and there was a quaint ring on the index finger, and the surface of the ring was a symbol of the sky. Going up the hand was an elegant-looking robe, the neckline and other parts were made of the fur of an animal of an animal that Shigego did not recognize, and the smooth fur looked pleasant.

Further up, there was his face, which looked a little immature because of his age, but his green eyes shone in the inky lens, exuding absolute self-interest, his ruddy lips slightly bent downward, and his casual smile was like a spring breeze.

Compared to him, Shigego felt like an inconspicuous tiny piece of dust, eclipsed. However, this is not the reason why he gave up holding the fruit and ran out, locking the other party in the tower. What really made him give up doing this was because the other party was a demon spirit, a demon spirit who seemed to have a good status. Locking such a character in this tower, even if Ye Zhiqiu comes, it will be very troublesome.

Luo Xi looked unsuspecting, he didn't know what dangerous thing the guy in front of him was thinking about just now, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a suspicious person, just like you, I'm also a student of the academy." The average student here in the White Tower will not approach, and I was a little curious when I saw you walking towards this side purposefully, so I followed up without saying anything in advance, and I apologize. ”

"But on the way here, I didn't see anyone, I confirmed!"

"Just a simple little trick, stealth. Loshi smiled kindly and pointed to the pillar of light behind him, "But in the face of Boga's magic, these little tricks will naturally fail." ”

"But what about the footprints, I don't see other people's footprints!" Shigego didn't think that invisibility could make footprints invisible.

"Hiding footprints is a simple thing for great people. Roshi shattered Shigego's illusions as soon as he spoke, but he continued, "But I'm not there yet, so I played another trick, and the footprints are there, but you don't see them." ”

"What do you mean?" Shigego felt a little dizzy.

"I interfered with your thinking a little, your eyes saw my footprints, but you thought you didn't. It's not a very powerful tactic, only the other party will find out if you are a little wary, and you just look like you have something on your mind. There was no contrived look on Loshi's face, like he really thought it was something very simple.

But Shigego didn't think it was easy, and for him who hadn't learned a single magic yet, these things were like myths.

Lohi seemed more interested in the tower itself than in the subject, and his gaze shifted to the strange writing that appeared everywhere on the tower's walls, "This tower is very interesting, Boga's native language is Ancient Turin, but most of the writing on this wall is in a language I don't know at all. ”

For Shigego, who has just come into contact with the world of magic for less than two months, Roshi's words are a book from heaven, and he has no idea what he is talking about.

Fortunately, Luo Xi finally realized his embarrassment, and did not discuss these issues with him again, but changed the subject, "I have already introduced myself to you, so out of politeness, should you also introduce yourself." ”

It didn't sound like an overly demanding, but after the words came to his lips, he suddenly hesitated, "I, I"

Looking at the way he looked, Loshi smiled, "You won't be without a name, will you?"

He didn't delve into it, but walked towards the pillar of light in the tower, "Mr. Anonymous, you must have a good relationship with the headmaster, he hasn't allowed anyone to come in here for so many years." ”

Shigego didn't know how to answer properly, so he began to pretend to be dumb and didn't say a word.

A helpless smile appeared on Roshy's face, but instead of dwelling on the issue, he walked to the side of the tower, followed the stairs, and began to ascend.

"Where are you going?" Shigego looked at him, not knowing whether he should follow or stay put.

Loshi didn't care at all, he put his hand on the wall, all the way up. Shigego looked at him, but finally followed, there was no way, he couldn't just leave and lock the other party here.

The top of the tower is just an empty platform, and there is no special scenery, which Shigego has seen the last time he came. But Loshi didn't think so, he grabbed the low guardrail at the edge of the platform and almost bounced half of his body out, "Why don't you come and see, the scenery here is very good." ”

Shigego shook his head, standing at the top of the stairs and refusing to move, the railings were so low that standing on the edge would only make him panic, he wasn't used to standing at such a high place.

Loch didn't force him, and after admiring the scenery, his attention was focused on the lines on the floor of the platform at the top of the tower, when suddenly, as if he had found something, he bit his thumb and smeared his own blood into some grooves.

"What are you doing?" asked Shigego curiously.

Roshi stared at the movements of the grooves, looking like he was pondering, but he still answered Shigego's question, "The White Tower is a magical creation built by Boga for prophecy, and under normal circumstances, only the owner of the White Tower can use him. But as a magical creation, it must have some backdoors, which, according to the custom of that era, were usually their bloodline. I'm a high-level demon spirit like Boga, so I think my blood will have some effect. ”

As soon as his words fell, the whole tower suddenly shook, and when he looked up again, he saw that Loshi's blood flowed down the groove to the end and was absorbed by the tower, and then some words with blue light floated about half a meter above the ground.

"What's going on?" Shigego felt like the two of them were in trouble.

Loshi didn't realize it at all, he pinched his chin and stared intently at the glowing little words, "Judging from the magic text, it seems to have something to do with time. ”

Shigego didn't know what he was talking about, he just knew that those blue boys began to converge and turned into a ball of light, and the dazzling light burst out at once, so that he couldn't even open his eyes, but fortunately, the flash was only for a few seconds, and when his eyes could be opened, there was no vision.

The floor of the platform was littered with fishbones, rags, birdcages, and other inexplicable things, and Loshi stood in the center, holding a black-covered notebook in his hand.

"What are these and what is happening?"

"You see, it's all useless stuff. As he spoke, he threw the notebook at Shigego, "I guess it's still of some use, so keep it if you want to." ”

Shigego opened the book and found that it was really just an ordinary book, full of white paper, and the slightly worse paper was a little yellow.

"Oh, someone's coming. Roshi's voice made Shigego stop checking his notebook, he followed the other man's gaze and saw a huge eagle flying towards them, and Shigego subconsciously took a few steps back down the stairs to the tower.

The eagle landed on the platform at the top of the tower, and then transformed into Ye Zhiqiu's appearance. Seeing the mess at the top of the tower, he frowned.

Chongwu was thinking that they were going to be trained, but he saw Luo Xi walk up to Ye Zhiqiu generously, "Teacher, I didn't expect you to have returned to the capital." ”

"You did this?"

"I apologize for breaking into the White Tower without your consent. Loch bowed his head in confession, then went on to explain, "As for these things, it is because of one of my failed attempts, and this tower does not recognize my blood. ”

"Your Highness Lohi, you should know that a magical creation like the White Tower is not a toy, and you are joking with your own safety. Ye Zhiqiu's face showed that he was not very happy at the moment.

"Follow your teachings. Lorch's face was completely open-minded, and he forced the palace to say, "If nothing else, I will retire first." ”

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, "I'll send you." ”

Shigego only felt a flower in front of him, and Roshi was gone. There were only two people left at the top of the tower, he suddenly began to get nervous, and stammered and began to explain, "I didn't mean it, I didn't expect him to follow me." ”

It's just that Ye Zhiqiu didn't blame him at all, "Let's go too, the wind here is not small, or do you want to stay here for a while?"

Shigego was a little fortunate and a little puzzled at the same time, he hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "You don't ask me what I'm doing here?"

"You want me to ask?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at him.

"I, I," Shigego stammered again.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and shook his head, "A suggestion, some things, if it is really difficult to talk about them, writing them in a diary is also a good way to confide." ”

With that, he transformed into an eagle, flapped his wings twice, and flew away.

Leaving only Shigego alone standing at the top of the tower at a loss, diary, is it really possible?