At this time, with Wang Yuechuan's voice, the crystal powder sprinkled on the black cloth gradually reacted.
They quickly absorbed the blood dripping on it, and then turned into extremely fine particles. Then, they floated up one by one.
These red particles began to float in front of Wang Yuechuan from the black cloth without any physical external force.
They seemed to be attracted by something and gradually gathered in mid-air. The blood-stained red crystal powder accumulated in the air gradually grew, and a sandman-like shape gradually became clear.
Wang Yuechuan's expression even changed from concentration to nervousness. He watched the shape of this thing without blinking. Finally, when the last powder also gathered together, the shape of this little person finally took shape!
Wang Yuechuan's eyes flashed with joy, but it didn't last long. The floating crystal powder piled up in front of him dispersed in an instant. Like quicksand, it scattered directly on the black cloth of the coffee table.
Wang Yuechuan frowned and kept staring at the coffee table in front of him in silence.
Professor Trevor next to him stopped at this time and glanced at him, "Wang, you failed again!"
Wang Yuechuan shook his head and sat up. He seemed to be a little depressed, "I have done it according to the content you interpreted. I am sure that there is no mistake in any step, but there is still no way to complete this … this magic."
Professor Trevor said, "This' Book of the Dead 'is too mysterious, Wang! I am not sure whether my interpretation of the content is correct. Even the pronunciation of the spell is mostly guessed. It is not necessarily accurate. Besides, regarding the casting material, I think it is also a factor that must be paid attention to. "
"After all, I still know too little." Wang Yuechuan shook his head.
He stretched out his hand and opened the curtain behind the sofa a little. A beam of sunlight pierced in, and Wang Yuechuan frowned subconsciously … Only then did he remember that he hadn't left this apartment for a week. The last time he went out was to pick up the literature materials and buy food sent by Professor Trevor's students in Australia.
His life suddenly changed dramatically since he met Professor Trevor at the airport that day.
Deciphering the ancient and mysterious magic recorded in the Book of the Dead … While the supernatural power was impacting Wang Yuechuan's existing knowledge, it was also reshaping his understanding of the world.
It was a pity that Professor Trevor's interpretation of the Book of the Dead was so slow that until now, he still couldn't complete the simplest magic recorded in the Book of the Dead.
However, he no longer doubted the authenticity of the magic. Even if the magic could not be completed, the miraculous nature of the process was enough to prove its existence.
After all, Professor Trevor had not started to interpret it for a long time, and this "Book of the Dead" was obtained from Cao Yu.
Wang Yuechuan could not even guess how long it had been since Cao Yu had the book, but it was clear that Cao Yu knew more and could even use many of the spells recorded in the book.
The question was … What was the real reason for Cao Yu's death when he was able to use such a miraculous magic? What was the reason for his terrified expression before he died?
"Professor, is there any news from your side?" Wang Yuechuan looked at Professor Trevor at this time.
"My students are already helping me find records that match the period when this" Book of the Dead "appeared, but I'm afraid it won't be so soon." Professor Trevor said helplessly, "Wang, you have to know that the truth buried in history is not something that can be found casually. As for you, as a public official in this country, is it really okay for you not to go to work? "
"I've already informed them. You don't have to worry about this. Just interpret the content of the "Book of the Dead" properly, "Wang Yuechuan said calmly and stood up," I'm going to take a shower. "
But he extended his palm to Professor Trevor.
Professor Trevor looked reluctant, but finally handed the "Book of the Dead" in his hand to Wang Yuechuan, "Wang, didn't you just take a shower in the morning?"
Wang Yuechuan didn't answer. He walked into the bathroom with the "Book of the Dead" — He had been carrying the "Book of the Dead" with him. He could allow Trevor to hold the book under his nose, but he wouldn't let it really out of his sight.
Professor Trevor narrowed his eyes until Wang Yuechuan had entered the bathroom. He glanced at the powder on the black cloth after Wang Yuechuan failed to use the magic, then he paced back and forth in the living room again with his hands behind his back.
There was no doubt that his cognition was also greatly impacted like Wang Yuechuan's. He could interpret some of the knowledge in the book, but what he revealed to Wang Yuechuan was less than what he interpreted.
At this time, Professor Trevor's laptop on the table suddenly rang. It was an email for him. The professor glanced at it curiously, then hurriedly ran to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Wang! My student said that he found someone who can decipher the text! "
The next moment, Wang Yuechuan, whose hair was wet, opened the door with a towel wrapped around his lower body, "Where is it?"
"It's in this country, and it's still in this city!"
Wang Yuechuan ignored Trevor's ecstatic look. His keen intuition made him feel that this matter wouldn't be as simple as a coincidence.
"Wait for me, I'll leave right away." Wang Yuechuan nodded and returned to the bathroom.
When he walked out again, the stubble on his face had been cleaned.
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What made Luoqiu curious was that Ren Ziling, who came back at night, didn't look like a defeated dog. She slumped on the sofa as soon as she took off her shoes, and then stretched out her hand like an evil feudal landlord.
After Ren Ziling slumped for a while, she suddenly said, "Kid, what did you leave for me tonight?"
"Sashimi."
"Oh."
Ren Ziling didn't rush to the table as usual. Instead, she reached out and pinched her shoulders. She suddenly looked at Boss Luo and said, "Kid, can you massage my shoulders?"
So Boss Luo stood up and threw a small hammer used for massaging shoulders on Auntie Ren's stomach.
Subeditor Ren didn't sigh and lament with tears and snot as usual. Instead, she grabbed a small hammer and tapped it on her shoulder.
She stared at the ceiling like this. No one knew what she was thinking.
Luoqiu frowned, "What's the matter?"
The small hammer in Ren Ziling's hand stopped. She looked at Luoqiu and suddenly said, "Kid, do you want to go back to your hometown?"
"Hometown?" Luoqiu sat down.
Ren Ziling also sat up straight, "Today, a letter from your hometown was sent to my office. It was your uncle who wrote the letter. He said that there is an old man at home who is dying. He asked if you want to go back and see him. "
Luoqiu was silent for a while, "Why is the letter sent to your office? And it's a letter? "
Ren Ziling shrugged, "They don't have your phone number. We don't live in the old house now … As for the letter, who should I ask? Anyway, I haven't changed my phone number. I don't believe that they don't know about it. "
Although she said so, Luoqiu naturally knew that Ren Ziling knew about it by looking at her appearance.
Since Ren Ziling had a showdown with her relatives in her hometown three years ago … they hadn't contacted each other until now. If it weren't for the old man at home who was seriously ill, it would probably continue to be like this.
"Who is it?"
"Your uncle's mother."
Ren Ziling sighed and said, "I heard from your father that your grandparents passed away early. Your father was taken care of by this aunt since he was young. You can say that you have repaid her kindness. So, I think it's reasonable for you to go back to your hometown. I've already written the leave request form. When do you want to leave? Anyway, you're on leave now. There shouldn't be anything urgent, right? "
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