For a while, my heart was pounding, and I was shocked by the strange blue picture.

What did Professor Hutchinson find? Why did the pattern on the skin of a person look exactly the same as the one he saw on the bridge between the eyes? Why did the terrible person in the illusion become more and more like himself? What did Professor Hutchinson mean by keeping himself to himself? When I saw these things, I couldn't help but associate them with Hutchinson's death, and the old professor's death was really a simple car accident?

Yang Yi's mind was in turmoil, and he wondered if he had become a conspiracy theorist.

He took the book "Theory of Witchcraft" from Ji Lianyun's hand, and unconsciously flipped through it, while covering his thoughts and expressions by turning the book. He could conclude that his mind was agitated now, and the color in his pupils must be constantly changing, so he also needed to use the action of burying his head in a book to block Ji Lianyun's eyes and prevent him from seeing it.

Looking at this book "Witchcraft Theory", Yang Yi found that after studying at Alda, he recognized half of the drawing samples in it, but with his own English level, plus one is handwritten flower characters, and secondly, the grammar is quite old, and the content can not be read much.

Ji Lianyun didn't notice Yang Yi's abnormality, he tried to draw a simple magic array learned from ancient books on the desk with the handle of a spoon, it was a triangle, there was a circle at the apex of the triangle, there was a cross sword pattern in the center of the triangle, and there were strange characters in the triangle and circle. Ji Lianyun muttered while drawing: "Wind Blade Attack Array...... What is it? The materials you need are maple leaf, mythril, palladium powder, Mirgi solution, what kind of mess?"

In the days when he disappeared into another time and space, it became a habit to ask and answer questions with Alda, and Yang Yi instinctively replied: "Mirgi's solution is a slurry, which requires three basic materials, snake scales, toad back juice, and a pinch of volcanic ash. Grind the snake scales into powder, and ask for as fine as possible. Mix the back juice of the toad and calcinate it over high heat to get gray lumps. Grind the agglomeration into powder again, mix it with the same volume of volcanic ash, put it in a dark place with mold for ten days, pick the milky yellow strain growing on it, take the juice, add ten volumes of flour juice and let it stand for culture, and the milky yellow translucent emulsion slurry obtained after the most columbian is the Milgi solution. This was invented by an alchemist named Mirji Logan. ”

When the words fell, he suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously looked at Ji Lianyun. I saw Ji Lianyun looking at him with a shocked expression, and said, "You are really weird, Professor Hutchinson will figure out these things for you." ”

Yang Yi was awe-inspiring in his heart, and said with a forced smile: "Ha Luha, God knows if this is true or false, but I saw it once when I was bored reading idle books." ”

"Why haven't I seen this kind of idle book?"

Yang Yi pouted at the "Qishilu" he had been watching on Ji Lianyun's desktop: "Normal students won't study this. ”

"Huh? Ji Lian scratched his head and said, "According to that, I'm not normal." Ha Lu Ha. It's not all your fault with Professor Hutchinson, who didn't study any inexplicable coincidence in Qijiang, which made me insane. But not to mention, I did come up with some weird theories. I haven't figured it out yet, so I'll tell you later. ”

As he spoke, he reached out for the pocket tape recorder and smiled, "Let's hear Professor Hutchinson's last words." ”

"Ji Lianyun!"

"Good, good, good. Ji Lianyun said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't be disrespectful." OK, let's hear what. ”

With that, I took the key.

At the moment when the button was pressed, an ear-piercing cry was played in the small tape recorder, and the heart-rending hiss of a woman pierced the eardrums of both of them like an awl. Unguarded, the two of them couldn't help but subconsciously put their hands to their ears, and their faces changed greatly.

I had never heard such a voice, and it was a woman's cry, but it was more like a dying cry when a woman was pressed to the ground, pressed her throat with her knees, and the powerful air flow of desperate struggle surged through her deformed and twisted throat at full speed.

It's hard to imagine who can make such a sound, or whether it's because the sound source is so real that it contains too much energy, or because the tape recorder is too good at reducing. Suddenly, the entire empty church echoed with this shout, and the two of them couldn't help but hear it in horror.

"Turn it off!" Ji Bianyun shouted.

Yang Yi hurriedly pressed the recovery button.

The sound was awkward, and the rest lingered, resounding in waves of uncomfortable tailnotes in the classroom.

Ji Liangang's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice: "What kind of sound is this, it's really scary." ”

Yang Yi's face was also ugly. After hesitating for a moment, he didn't know whether he should tell Ji Lian or not, because his ears were far more sensitive than normal, and he heard the mournful hissing mixed with other sounds.

Ji Lian glared at the tape recorder in horror, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stammered a little: "Ha...... Nothing is normal for Professor Hutchinson, are you sure he left it for you?"

"I guess so. Yang Yi said. Until now, he was not sure why Hutchinson kept these things for himself.

was pondering, and saw Ji Lianyun stretch his finger to the button of the tape recorder.

"What do you do?"

Ji Lianyun said: "I seem to hear other voices in the voice, I want to listen to it again." ”

Yang Yi hesitated a little, because he didn't dare to determine whether he had heard anything. In this hesitation, Ji Lianyun hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the button.

The mournful trumpet sounded again, and both of them were mentally prepared this time, but they still heard it with pale faces and frightened faces.

The woman on the tape recorder kept tossing and turning, accompanied by the sound of a violent tearing and fighting. If you listen closely, there are two or three different male voices whispering inside, as if they are chanting something.

After only listening to it for a while, the uncontrollable fear made Ji Lianyun subconsciously press the recovery button.

"Did you hear that?" asked Ji Lianyun.

Yang Yi nodded, he also heard another voice, but he was not very sure.

"Well, I'm scared and curious right now. Ji Lianyun turned on the tape recorder, took out the tape inside, and said: "As the saying goes, curiosity kills cats, I can't control my curiosity." ”

"What are you going to do?" Yang Yi saw Ji Lianyun holding the tape in the palm of his hand, carefully wrapped it in paper, and put it in his jacket pocket.

Ji Lianyun said: "I have a few good friends in Xihua University, they are all professional masters of playing computers, and many of them also play music, audio processing is a piece of cake for them, I plan to take this sample tape to them to deal with." Is that okay?"

Yang Yi vaguely felt that something was wrong, but computers were not his forte, so he hesitated for a while and nodded, and the matter was settled.

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