Yang Yi walked out with the package in his arms, and the feeling in his heart was very complicated. Speaking of sadness, his relationship with Professor Hutchinson is not good enough to be sad, but he feels deeply sad, such a funny and kind old scholar, never to be seen again.

Turning his head to look at the clock, the lunch time for meeting Shi Cheng had passed, and now if he went to find Shi Cheng, he would probably be scolded again, so he turned to the classroom, intending to see what was in the bag.

Entering the classroom, there was only one person in a huge classroom, Ji Lianyun. The man was slowly eating a box lunch with a spoon, holding a book in his hand and reading, Yang Yi looked at the title of the book, and a very sharp word Apocalypse (Apocalypse) jumped into his eyes.

"Ji Lianyun. ”

"Huh?" Ji Lianyun raised his head and was slightly surprised: "Yang Yi, you didn't go home for dinner, you didn't have classes in the afternoon." ”

Yang Yi smiled: "My mother won't come back at noon, I will go back with my own hot and cold rice, and it will be the same if I go back early or late." Why didn't you go back?"

"Oh, the Hunan worker at home has gone home. My dad is in the company, and he is also busy scoring and scoring skills. As for my mother's craft...... Hehe, I ate what she cooked, and it's a miracle that I've survived until now. For the sake of his own life, although the lunch box is unpalatable, at least it will not be poisoned. Do you know that she cooked the soup with rinse, and our whole family slept in the hospital for two days. Ji Lianyun spread his hands, and he was very impatient with such a mother.

Yang Yi was shocked when he heard it, it felt as if the old mother of Ji Lianyun's family was more fierce than the one in his own family.

"What's in your arms?"

Yang Yi lowered his head to look at the bag and sighed, "The relics that Professor Hutchinson gave me. ”

Poof! Ji Lianyun's mouth squirted food on the table: "What?!Professor Miscellaneous is hanging?!"

Finding that Yang Yi was looking at him with an unhappy face, Ji Lianyun raised his hands and made a surrender gesture: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me who can't say anything." Professor Hutchinson, he ......"

Yang Yi nodded.

Ji Lianyun was stunned with a spoon, and sighed after a long time: "It's a pity, I like him very much." That's kind of ...... God is jealous of the talent. People who are too powerful and talented are always short-lived. ”

After all, the two of them did not have a deep relationship with Hutchinson like Arthur, and sighed for a long time about the vagaries of life, and the slight sadness faded. Ji Lianyun pointed to the bag in Yang Yi's arms: "What's in it?"

"I don't know what he said, and I don't know why he left something for me. Yang Yi sat down and went to open the bag.

Ji Lianyun didn't eat the boxed lunch, sat down with great interest, and said, "Heritage, treasures, and evidence scrolls, I heard that there are a batch of Spanish eighteenth-century certificate scrolls, the price is exaggerated, and the historical significance is far greater than its original value. For Professor Hutchinson, the scope of his scholarship is so broad that you can leave you with the possibility of anything. ”

When I opened the package, there were six things inside, two thin books, two 80mm diameter CDs that looked like Blu-ray DVDs, a pocket-sized pen recorder, and a strange roll of things.

Ji Lianyun reached out and picked up the two books, while Yang Yi stretched out his fingers and picked up the scroll-like thing that couldn't see any material.

Spread out the roll-like thing, it looks like a palm-sized piece of leather, gray and hard because of age, and the wrinkles of the skin on it can be faintly seen, and the pores that appear to be conspicuous due to the stains on it can also be seen.

Ji Lianyun flipped through the two books and muttered: "I'm old! It's all bird script, and it's also handwritten! The ancestors are sloppy, and the handwriting is so sloppy that they can't be recognized at all." ”

His mind suddenly turned around, and he exclaimed: "Wow! Handwritten ancient book! Yang Yi, you have made a fortune! This is tantamount to discovering a book written by Li Shizhen himself, "The Eight Veins of the Strange Classics" or "The Study of the Pulse of the Lake", which is more than the "Compendium of Materia Medica" Niu B, because that thing has been overused. Professor Hutchinson dug these things out of which grave?"

Suddenly, he retracted and said strangely, "Hey, it's not right, it's like old English." With great difficulty, he read the words on it and whispered, "Magic...... The...... Well, the word looks like array, which means array. Magic Array?" gasped sharply, looked at the cover in surprise, and exclaimed in a low voice: "I see, this book is called "Cerdasit Tingye Magic Array"!"

Yang Yi didn't listen to Ji Lian's words at all. He was looking at the skin in his hand, at first he thought it was some kind of beast leather, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it seemed to be of human origin. That is, this is a piece of skin cut from the human body!

Yang Yi's heart jumped, and he almost threw it out of his hand subconsciously. Although he had experienced a lot of strange things, he was not nervous enough to get a piece of dry human skin and be indifferent.

What did Professor Hutchinson do with such a disgusting piece of stuff for himself? Should he be glad that he didn't leave him something more bizarre, I heard that when mummies were made, the entrails would be dug up, dried, wrapped, and put back. If that's the ...... I don't have to eat dinner.

Thinking so, after studying this side, he turned it over to look at the other side, and Yang Yi remembered that when he unfolded it, he faintly saw that there seemed to be patterns.

Turning it over and just taking a look, Yang Yi's face suddenly changed!

With a strange sound in his throat, his eyes fixed on the leather, and the sharp blade of his index finger flicked out, cutting a hole in the leather.

Ji Lianyun was still looking through the two books, holding them up to the sun, and said in surprise and surprise: "This book seems to be called "Witchcraft Theory". "Cerdasit Tingye's Magic Array" and "On Witchcraft", why do they sound so evil? What kind of nonsense are they?"

After a quick glance at Ji Lian, Yang Yi put away his finger blade as quickly as he could, and then rolled up the roll of skin and put it away.

Ji Lianyun didn't notice this, and was shaking the book vigorously, and said, "Hey, Yang Yi, the things that the old professor left you are very strange! You look at this book "On Witchcraft", I have almost never seen anything drawn on it. ”

Spread it to Yang Yi, the pattern of this page Yang Yi just recognized, because Alda taught it, this thing that is not easy to divide by plants or animals is called cemetery moss, which is said to be a low-level monster bred by the resentment of the dead, which can be used as a preparation or for witchcraft.

Recognizing this, his heart pounded even more, and he forced a smile: "Maybe it was dug out of some grave, I think he must have seen that I was interested in these occult things, so he left it to me." ”

Ji Lianyun didn't doubt it much, and said with a smile: "Don't say anything else, handwritten ancient books are very valuable." The old professor is pretty good to you. But don't sell them, it's too insulting to Hutchinson's ideas, and he wants you to work out something. ”

Yang Yi was not sure what Hutchinson had in mind, because as he flipped the leather, he saw a thrilling picture of a tattoo: a naked man with a strange-shaped spear flying in the air with black wings outstretched, two curved horns on his head, sharp fingers on the tips of his ten fingers, and a curved blade like his own bone on his elbows, even on his knees. He has a slit pupil without an iris painted on his waist, and a pointed tail that looks like a bone chain extends from the position of the tail vertebrae. The whole action is to slash the spear forward, the expression on his face is indescribably hideous and evil, and the movements of his body also reveal a style of mixing tension and violence.

The content of the whole painting is exactly the same as the illusion I saw on the bridge!

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