book of old days

Chapter 9 The lingering ghost
"Ms. Delia, you are—"

"Baron Albert has passed away, and my contractual relationship with him has naturally ended. Edmund has his own lawyer, so I can only change jobs. Can I sit here?"

"Of course." Sean said hastily.

The two sat opposite each other, both a little embarrassed.

After a moment of silence, it was Sean who broke the calm, "Are you planning to go to Sword Castle?"

"Go to Sword Castle first, there is a contract dispute that needs to be dealt with, and then I plan to go to Bran."

Bran is the capital of the Kingdom of Brighton. If Sword Castle is the academic center, then Bran is the political center.

"I heard that there are many dignitaries and nobles in Bran."

"Hehe, I don't care about this...Professor Xiao En left in such a hurry, is it because of work?"

Sean nodded, "Yes, the students in the school cannot do without my teaching."

The two chatted for a while, and gradually became speculative. Sean traveled to this world for ten years, and saw many well-behaved housewives, or frivolous courtesans, but it was the first time for an intellectual beauty like Delia. See you.

The female students at Swordsburg University are lovely, but as a teacher, Sean is quite apprehensive, and it is difficult to communicate in depth. The thinking in this world is conservative after all.

It is also very rare to be able to chat with a beautiful woman who can chat freely.

However, he always had some curiosity and doubts about the beauty in front of him. Facing that strange 'devil' last night, Delia acted too calmly, which was very unusual, and she seemed to know something she didn't know. know things.

"What was that monster last night?"

"That's the devil that the villagers are talking about."

Sean naturally remembered the legend of the devil that the old coachman told him, "That thing is actually true? Could it be that grandfather—"

I didn't say the last half of the sentence, but the meaning is already self-evident-won't my cheap grandfather really be possessed by the devil?

Delia smiled and shook her head, "Of course not, Mr. Albert has nothing to do with the devil."

"Then how do you explain that devil?"

"Don't you know? In remote mountain villages where folk customs are ignorant and superstitious, there are often many weird rumors and superstitions. No matter how weird the rumors are, as long as enough people listen to them, these rumors will gradually become reality. I guess That's how the devil came."

What the hell is Xiao En thinking, how is this possible?He stared at Delia, who pursed her lips and held back her laughter, in astonishment. It took a few seconds before he realized that she was teasing him.

He deliberately said nonchalantly: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, I guess you don't know at all, right?"

Delia was not fooled by such an obvious aggressive method, "Of course you can think so."

The two were chatting, and before they knew it, the train arrived at Jianbao. Although it was the same distance, it felt much faster than when it came.

Sean reluctantly bid farewell to Delia, wishing to have a phone number, only to remember that the telephone has not been invented yet, and regretting his status as a liberal arts student even more, in the end he could only exchange a business card , and left.

It was already evening when I got home, and Sean sat on the sofa in his living room, made himself a pot of black tea, cut some cheese, sliced ​​ham, boiled some white water eggs, and enjoyed a simple and delicious meal. A filling dinner.

After dinner, he went to bed early, probably because he was too tired from running around for days. Sean slept very soundly that night, without having a single dream.

The doom of the dark forest castle, the mysterious 'devil', and the weird ancient book he threw into the river, the mysterious past of these families seems to have become a thing of the past overnight.

In the morning, he was woken up by a violent knock on the door. Sean wanted to get up and get out of bed, but suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, and it took a long time for him to stabilize.

Xiao En touched his forehead, and thought to himself, could it be that he caught a cold after running around for days yesterday?

He didn't take it too seriously, walked to the door and pushed it open, but outside the door was a freight carriage. A young man in a felt hat was holding a freight bill in his hand, and was confirming the address against the house number.

"Is this Mr. Forrester?"

"That's right, it's me."

"There's your consignment."

Sean was a little surprised. He didn't expect the logistics and transportation to be so fast these days. Think about it, it might be the power of those five gold pounds.

He nodded quickly, and asked several porters to move in a cart full of books, which piled up into a hill in the hall.

After sending the porters away, he couldn't wait to check.

He didn't have much hope for the honesty of the justice officer and Uncle Edmund. With so many books, it would be difficult to check them out even if he didn't know a few or even some of them. He didn't even write those books because he was in a hurry when he left. official list.

However, after a little inspection now, it seems that there is no shortage.

Some of the precious ancient books that he had noticed before were not missing. He even found the 1653 illustrated version of "The Legend of the King of Knights", and he thoughtfully packed it in a wooden box. This book alone It's worth at least a hundred pounds.

He flipped through the books with some surprise, wondering if he should turn the side bedroom into a study to store these precious ancient books.

But suddenly, the expression of surprise froze on his face. Among the pile of books, a book with a strange cover caught his attention.

The book is bundled haphazardly with a few miscellaneous books on gardens, rare plants, and how to bake cherry pie, as if trying to disguise its existence.

However, the black relief on the thick cover, as well as the purple eyeball in the middle of the cover, deeply betrayed it.

Sean was stunned for a moment, he had obviously lost the book, why...

He picked up the ancient book carefully. He didn't know if it was because it was daytime or because he was in his own home. This time, he didn't hear the whispering whisper. Except for the strange shape, it seemed to be just an ordinary book. books only.

Seeing that this thing is really entangled with him, Xiao En looked at the dark ancient book in his hand and thought strangely.

He was terrified when he read this book last night, but now that he is in a safe environment, he is not so nervous, and the curiosity in his heart has gradually gained the upper hand.

Xiao En said in his heart that it was a blessing, not a curse, and that he couldn't avoid it. Since you are so desperate to get into my hands, let me see and see.

Even if there is something wrong with this book, at least you should figure out the content before throwing it away.

He carefully flipped through the cover, and then turned a few pages, only to find out in embarrassment that he couldn't understand the text inside.

This book is not written in a single language. The front part is written in a very weird language. The weird arcs and twisted structures are not the same as those for humans, and there are no basic rules of ranks. , and there is no regularity between the points and the lines, but it seems to be drawn randomly.

After staring at it for a while, Sean felt dizzy. He turned his head away quickly, trying not to pay attention to the specific content.

Continue to turn back, and the content of the book in the middle has become a kind of pictograph, each character is composed of geometric patterns and strange symbols, which looks vaguely familiar, as if left by an ancient civilization. I have seen it on the ruins and cultural relics that came down.

At the back of the book, he finally found the familiar Braton letters, but upon careful observation, there seemed to be some differences. Some symbols in the words had never been seen before, and they could not be read as sentences at all.

The more Sean read it, the more strange it became. This book was obviously not written by one person. It had experienced at least three owners, and it had experienced completely different eras.

However, without exception, they were all weird words that he couldn't understand. Xiao En couldn't help but feel a little speechless. This broken book kept appearing in front of him, but he couldn't understand it at all. What is this?
He is a little gloating, I can't even understand it, let's see how you can mess with me.

Then I became a little curious, what is the content of this book?

By the way, Alhaz Ryder!He is a folklorist who likes to study the relics of various ancient civilizations and mystical books, maybe he can understand what is written on them.

(End of this chapter)