"Don't rush yet, let's settle the current matter. Garon looked at the Ninth Golden Ring on the side, and the latter's expression suddenly tightened.

The eighth golden ring sneered and rushed over, pointing his index finger.

Laugh at!

"Hmm!"

The ninth golden ring snorted, and a blood hole appeared in his chest in an instant, and with a bang, his whole person suddenly flew upside down from the handrail and fell into the black staircase hollow in the middle.

"Let's go. The eighth golden ring didn't look down, turned around and walked up. "The things we want above are in hand, and after we hand them over, we won't have anything to do, and we'll talk about the appraisal later. ”

Garon looked down in the direction where the ninth ring had fallen, and it was so black that he couldn't see anything. Hurriedly followed the eighth golden ring upwards.

"By the way, do you have any clues about the scent of the vines?, why haven't I seen the vines?" he asked, recalling the strangeness of the Silver Gauze Castle.

"That thing is very effective in hallucinating and killing, and all of us have collected it, and all that is left is a little bit on the crazy woman, but not much. The eighth golden ring said casually. "Okay, I'll go up and lead the people to retreat first, and you go up again, so as not to be suspicious of the mercury in the tower. If you join us as the Ninth Ring, this identity is not bad as a cover. ”

"Good. Garon nodded. Standing still, he watched as the Eighth Golden Ring sped up and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He looked back at the darkness behind him, and the stairs stretched down as if they could lead all the way to the bottomless abyss. The whole staircase was eerily quiet.

"Is that ninth golden ring weishenme in such a hurry to grab things?" he still had a doubt in his heart, but unfortunately the ninth golden ring was dead. Falling from such a high place, he was seriously injured and it was almost impossible to live.

Shaking his head, Garon sped up and ran up.

The bottom of the stairs

The Ninth Golden Ring lay on his back on the ground, his body pierced through by countless spikes from the ground, and his eyes widened on his back, completely out of breath. The blood slowly seeped into the black soil below, slowly solidifying.

In the afternoon, the silver gauze castle glows with a faint red glow in the faint sunset sun. On the grass of the castle, a few sparse police officers held guns to inspect the bodies of their teammates, all of them pale, some cursed in a low voice, and some faintly choked.

The sheriff stood with Detective Tari with an ugly face wrapped in white gauze on his arm, the White Eagle and the Panthers were also there, and Grace was with Garon Cyncia. Cynthia's face was not very bad, her men did not suffer many casualties, and the losses were still within the range of bearing.

Garon stood to the side, watching the detectives in front of him whispering something to the side, and he didn't bother to listen. The biggest gain this time is to connect with Jinhuan, if it goes well, at least you don't have to worry about your family being threatened.

"I didn't really come this time. It's a pity," Garon whispered, "I was going to come over and follow the detectives to find out the secrets of the Silver Gauze Castle and see if I could get some antiques or something." Now it seems that I was thinking too much about myself. ”

"The next time you're running around, could you please tell me in advance?" Cynthia said angrily. Her face and body were dirty, but miraculously she was not injured, and she was not injured in that kind of fierce gunfight, showing superhuman combat quality.

"Got it. Garon smiled and said no more, "Alright, we should go back too, now is not the time for us to stay." ”

He walked straight to Detective Tari in front of him.

After simply saying goodbye to the others, Garon took Grace and Cynthia with the rest of the group to the town of Konu.

Back in the evening, before dark, back in the town of Konoo, Garon got into Grace's car and headed for the city.

Back in the city, life gradually returned to peace, and Garon completely left the matter of the Silver Gauze Castle behind, and every day in addition to going to the library to read books, he went to the old man to learn about identification. At the same time, he was waiting for the boss of the Manlaytown company to find time to meet him.

A few weeks later

In the library, surrounded by bookshelves, Garon sat in a small room, his back against the red couch, holding a magazine-sized black-skinned hard-shell book flipping through it, looking attentive.

There was a cup of black coffee on the black table in front of him, and the coffee was completely out of steam.

"The Silent Book?" On the red couch on the right side, a beautiful pale blonde girl sat crooked, with a black headband in the middle of her long hair. The black silk skirt on the body tightly highlights the full small breasts and slender waist. On the skirt are dark red flowers, black and red, giving people an elegant and quiet temperament. The length of the skirt also just covers the knees, not long or short.

"Why do you suddenly want to look up the information on this book?" The girl was none other than Fenistine, who had only returned from Manroland the day before yesterday, so she contacted Garon to come out for a reunion.

"I heard about the name some time ago, and I felt curious, as if the book was mysterious. Garon shrugged, surely it was impossible to tell the truth.

"You're really asking the right person about this. The girl's eyes were arched, showing that she was in a good mood, "The Silent Book is an ancient book that records mysterious knowledge in legends. The most mysterious and brutal civilization in ancient times, the ancient Yinduo civilization, is the birthplace of the Silent Book. Well, there are a few occult books I want to read, so I'll take you with me. Fenistine stood up and patted her ass, "Follow me." ”

Garon hurriedly put down the book and followed her out of the small room.

Fenestine whispered a few words to a maid girl at the door of the room, who nodded and began to lead the way.

The three of them walked through several adjoining dents, and soon entered through a small door on the left. Inside the door was a wooden staircase leading below, somewhat dark, with a thick black blanket on the floor, and there was no sound to step on.

Garon followed Finistin and the maid down three flights of stairs, opening several doors in succession and opening a series of large locks. Finally, I came to a very large and deserted underground library hall.

The library is a rectangular hall with a dark atmosphere, with more than a dozen rows of dark wood bookshelves from left to right, but most of them are empty. There was no one inside, and it was deserted.

After Finestine waved off the maid girl, she took Gareon to the bookshelf at the right end with great interest.

"The books here are all old books, including the occult, but you need to find them yourself. ”

Garon nodded and sniffled, a faint musty smell in the air.

The two didn't say a word, just rolled up their sleeves and began to rummage through ancient books.

There are very few books on the shelves, and even if there are, they have accumulated a lot of dust, and when they are taken down, they bring out a large cloud of white ash, which is very choking. Finistine did not care at all, and began to rummage through the occult books with Garon with great interest.

Flip through the bookshelf on the right to find the bookshelf on the left. The two of them found a few books on occultism, but at first glance they were nonsense, and the contents of them were almost the same as storybooks for children.

"A lot of the books here are the property left by my friend's ancestors, and he sorted out most of them, and there are many of the remaining ones that have not been sorted out, and then because of family reasons, these books have not been sorted out, and they have almost been forgotten here. If you hadn't asked me today, I wouldn't have remembered this place. Ahem," Fenestine whispered. While pulling out a gray book, he patted the ash on it vigorously, and a stream of white ash suddenly opened, and the girl was choked and coughed repeatedly.

"Don't rush, just look for it slowly. Garon smiled, not impatient.

The firelight on the walls danced slowly, and in the dimly lit hall, the minutes ticked by.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a muffled sound came from the corner of the wall at the left end.

A thick puff of dust rose high.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, so choking!!, it's all down. Fenestine complained and walked out of the bookshelf, her whole body was dusty, the black silk dress was no longer pure black, and the surface was all glued with a layer of white ash, which looked very embarrassing.

"Huh?" said Garon, "there's a book in this place." He was standing not far from the girl, and when the bookshelf was knocked down, he suddenly saw a book tumbling down from the top of the shelf. Hurriedly walked over and picked it up.

Gently patting the ash on the book, the book is all black, with a gold necklace on the cover, and the author's name underneath: Philip Jeffis.

Garon opened it gently, and the pages were pale yellow, and it was obvious that it was supposed to be white, but it had been too long and too long to turn pale yellow.

There is a sentence recorded on the first page.

'To a scholar who has spent his life in search of mystical knowledge. ’

Turn to the second page, and at the top is a concise table of contents. There are only three plates: Nightmare, White, and Ritual.

At the bottom of each sub-section are a number of detail tabs, followed by page numbers.

"What is this?" said Fenistine, leaning over to ask, "The Golden Necklace?

"No title?" Garon was stunned. "I really don't have a title. ”

"There are two kinds of such cases, one is that this is a private book, which is not included in the management of the National Bibliography Bureau, and it is a circumvention method to not write the title of the book, and such a book will be considered as a handwritten diary or something. Finistin was well-informed, explained, "and another." At the mention of this, her face became serious.

"The other is the so-called banned books. It contains taboo content, and not writing the title of the book is also to circumvent the bibliography bureau. Because this category of books has been banned by the Bibliography Bureau. Most of these books are authors only. ”

"Forbidden books?" Garon suddenly became interested, and flipped back casually. The whole book is full of incomprehensible delicate drawings and strangely shaped text.

"Let's go over there and sit down and watch. This book must be banned! I haven't seen a real banned book. Finistin was also interested.

The two of them came to a mahogany table in the library hall, pulled out the chair, wiped it clean before sitting down, the lamp on the table had been lit by the maid, and the fire was a little dim, but it did not affect reading.

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