Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 654 You may be a dummy

When Wang Yuechuan was in an accident, they drove all the way out, and finally Professor Cui Fo led him to a hill in the suburbs.

On the road, I only saw a few peasant houses, which can be said to be a flustered place.

The last two also got out of the car and climbed the hill on foot. As a policeman, Wang Yuechuan's physical fitness is quite good, but Professor Cui Fo will not work. In a short while, he has been breathing and screaming, and Wang Yuechuan has to worry that the professor can persist.

In addition, during the process of traveling, Professor Cui Fo continued to look around and frown from time to time... Wang Yuechuan believed that the old professor was also the first time to come to this place, so he was not familiar with it.

"Professor, what are you looking for?" Wang Yuechuan asked indifferently.

"Grave." Professor Cui Fo did not return, and said: "Incorrectly, it should be a place called a funeral post. I have seen some local residents on the Internet when they talked about this place... It should be in this direction, let's hurry."

Wang Yuechuan did not say anything more... The "Book of the Deceased" was translated by the professor. Although he had doubts, he did not have a view that he could stand up. Is it possible to find someone else to translate outside of Professor Cui Fo?

Wang Yuechuan believes that in addition to Professor Cui Fo, there must be people who can translate, but it is not easy to find... More importantly, the lesser the book of the Book of the Dead, the less it knows.

"Come on!" Professor Cui Fo suddenly stopped and smiled and said: "Wang, if you use your Eastern words, it is the Emperor's heart!"

“Is it?” Wang Yuechuan nodded. “What should I do next? What did you seem to mention before going out... a ceremony?”

This is what Professor Cui Fo mentioned before he went out. He said that through a specific ceremony, he can speed up the practice of magic, and at the same time improve the magic of the individual, but the conditions are very demanding.

Professor Cui Fo nodded and looked around. It is part of the mountainside, the terrain is recessed into the interior, and the surroundings are already shaded and the moisture is heavy. Among the exposed soil, you can also see some of the horns of the 'Golden Tower' used to bury the bones.

"The book of the deceased has already been mentioned. The composition of our magic is mainly physical strength, will, spirit, etc." Professor Cui Fo put down his backpack on his back and took out the things he was going to use. At the same time, watching Wang Yuechuan: "This is why you can master magic faster than me, using magic. Because you are younger than me."

Wang Yuechuan said indifferently: "I knew this before. So, what is the relationship with this mass grave?"

Professor Cui Fo said: "This book "The Book of the Dead" does not know who wrote it. Although there are many differences in translation and modern words, it is still possible to speculate. For example, will and spirit, In the eyes of modern people, it seems to be the same thing, but the Book of the Dead is different. The physical strength is well explained, so why is the will and the spirit separated? I understand it this way, and the will is actually our thought. The so-called spirit should refer to spiritual power, a special kind of energy that can be expressed by numerical values."

Wang Yuechuan frowned: "You mean, this place, maybe there is this special energy... Spiritual power?"

Professor Cui Fo nodded: "Yes. The book of the Dead" mentioned that all life has a soul, only strength and weakness, but the birth and annihilation of the soul are the same process. If the body is dead as a carrier Then, in most cases, the soul will disappear. But the soul will always be slower than the death of the body. Some souls are strong enough if they are born, and in some special places after death, they can easily be transformed into another. A special kind of energy body. This energy body should be called a ghost or a predecessor of a ghost. And through this special ritual, we can absorb the energy of these special energy bodies and transform them into our spirit. It is spiritual power."

"If this is the case, then let's get started." Wang Yuechuan said directly.

I saw Professor Cui Fo did not drag at this time. After taking the "Book of the Dead" from Wang Yuechuan's hand, he opened one of the pages and followed the pattern on this page to start the burial in this humid atmosphere. On the post, in different positions, put down a few crystals bought from the market.

These different crystals, if connected by lines, seem to be a specific pattern... probably the content of The Book of the Dead.

"Professor, when did this crystal come from? Why didn't I have an impression?" Wang Yuechuan looked at Professor Cui Fo coldly, he was looking at a black crystal.

This crystal is actually polished to the shape of a common diamond.

“Oh? Is this?” Professor Cui Fo said casually: “When I walked the day before, I occasionally bought it through an antique shop. This black crystal is a good color. It was originally intended to be used as a raw material for magic, but it’s just right. When I found this ritual, I used it."

"Yeah." Wang Yuechuan just nodded.

Professor Cui Fo was busy for a while, finally finished the arrangement, and then looked at Wang Yuechuan, hesitated: "Wang... You see, who are you going to carry out this ceremony first? To be honest, I just just translated, not sure. Is there any effect, is there any danger? Otherwise, let me come first."

Wang Yuechuan stared at Professor Cui Fo. His gaze seemed to Professor Cui Fo as if he had a special magic... Of course, this magic is not the magic of the other. This is a kind of gaze that can be seen.

"No." Wang Yuechuan suddenly shook his head. "I can come first. It is very important to teach you how to translate. If you are injured, it will only slow down the progress of the translation. Besides, I am stronger than you, even if an accident occurs. The response is always better than you."

"This... this is okay." Professor Cui Fo nodded, then looked at Wang Yuechuan, and said: "Wang, thank you."

"You're welcome." Wang Yuechuan said: "This is only a priority question... So what should I do?"

"You go straight inside." Professor Cui Fo pointed to the ritual of the ritual. "Then I will try to activate these crystals outside. If there is still a spiritual body in this place, it will be attracted by these crystals. When these When the spirit enters the ritual matrix, it will be reduced to pure spiritual power. You should be able to feel it, and then begin to meditate."

According to Professor Cui Fo, Wang Yuechuan sat on the ground and closed his eyes.

Professor Cui Fo raised his eyes at this time... If it is here... this is a good opportunity.

It is a pity that he does not have enough ability. At the same time, although Wang Yuechuan is proposing himself to try, when he just saw it, he still makes Professor Cui Fo jealous... Wang Yuechuan still does not fully trust him.

But... from the time you peek at my notes, you are already stuck.

Professor Cui Fo thought about it and started the ceremony. When the surrounding crystals suddenly lit up from the inside, the temperature around them seemed to drop a bit.

And Wang Yuechuan also felt that something wonderful began to emerge from the surrounding.

"Sure enough, there are still some spirits! You are absorbing!" Professor Cui Fo said quickly.

Wang Yuechuan has a very small feeling at this time. Since the birth of magic, I can feel it in my head all the time, as if there is a special seed - this is the so-called magic seed.

At this time, the seed of this magic is absorbing the energy of the transformed spirits... not much, just a trace of it, but slowly nourishes the seeds of this magic.

I don't know how long it took, the feeling of nourishment suddenly stopped, and Wang Yuechuan opened his eyes subconsciously. "How did it stop?"

I saw Professor Cui Fo from outside, pale at the same time, like a collapse, sitting in the place, "Wang, I can't hold on, it is very expensive to maintain this ceremony."

In fact, to improve the magic, it should be the upper limit of the magic, relying on meditation to increase the upper limit is too slow, this time the absorption of Wang Yuechuan's magic seed has grown nearly three times, suddenly stopped naturally there is a feeling of loss.

But since this ritual is useful, then it is not in a hurry, Wang Yuechuan is very refreshed to stand up: "If this is the case, then you teach me how to start, then come to you to absorb it, Professor."

Soon after, Professor Cui Fo began to absorb the energy from the transformation of the spirit, and the color gradually became better... As for Wang Yuechuan, it is calculating the gains and losses between consumption and absorption - of course, Far more than the consumption.

After all, the magic of consumption can be recovered naturally. If you have enough rest, you can almost fill it in a day or two, but the ceiling is not easy.

While calculating these things, he is still observing the so-called spirits that have been absorbed by the rituals.

The Book of the Dead... So what are the worlds formed by these deaths, what will their world be?

What will be the world after death?

Whether it is the East or the West, there is a lot of description of the post-mortem world.

For example, the land of the East, the **** of the West. Or it is called heaven, heaven, and so on.

These descriptions have gone through a lot of artistic processing, and the post-mortem world has even become a complete and rigorous world by human dreams – but no one has ever seen the world of the so-called dead.

These spirits, just a single kind of energy aggregation, why this is the appearance - although almost transparent, but still able to see their appearance in a vague way.

One of the spirits, although absorbed by the ritual array, is now facing Wang Yuechuan. Its expression suddenly became painful, began to distort, and eventually exposed.

Wang Yuechuan could even feel an uncomfortable feeling from the spirit that stared at it... that was hate.

If it’s just energy, what is the hatred... Does it still have ideas?

If the thought is still preserved, according to Professor Cui Fo's explanation, the will that constitutes the magic is equal to the human mind... So, does it mean that the spirit still retains the will?

What is the world after death... What will it be?

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"ghost?"

"Yes! Teacher!"

Among the huge training grounds in the pet hospital, Mo Xiaofei, who had just completed a training session, was resting at the same time, while drinking a special physical drink from Long Xiruo, he asked: "These two days in our class." The girls started to discuss what the pens are, so I was curious to ask, is there really a ghost?"

Long Xiruo asked with his ear and asked: "Why would you discuss the pen-like thing?"

"Because there has been a movie recently released, it is a horror film about the pen fairy." Mo Xiaofei did not want to say: "So I discussed it, hot spots!"

Long Xi Ruo yawned, "The pen singer still exists, but it is actually different from the pen hen you know."

“What's the difference?” Mo Xiaofei suddenly showed the appearance of a curious baby.

"First of all, this kind of thing is not capable of answering all your questions."

Long Xiruo licks another ear. "The first pen singer is actually some readers. Um... It should be said that the ancient scholars who studied hard for the sake of fame and fortune? In short, it is reading and reading. Guys. They died in front of the books, but they were attached to the books, but they were attached to the books. Later, such books were obtained by other scholars. Because they are also passionate about knowledge, it is easy to resonate between the two. At that time, the so-called pen fairy will appear. The reader asks the knowledge of the book that the penny does not understand, and gets the answer... This thing does not know how to pass it out. It is a process of the dead scholar who teaches the living knowledge of the scholar, and it lasts for a long time. It became a pen fairy, I know everything, really funny!"

"That's also awkward!" Mo Xiaofei suddenly gave a flash to Long Xiruo. "This does not mean that you have a portable tutor!"

Long Xi Ruo puts a hand in his hand: "Where is the pen fairy so easy to appear? Only the real scholar, with the kind of a heart of the heart, can become a pen fairy, attached to the book, long-lasting." In general, it is estimated that death is dead. Anyway, the land is not open now, and the three souls and seven scorpions will not be left for a long time and will be destroyed by the yang of the world."

"Oh!" Mo Xiaofei nodded, then suddenly a glimpse, "Teacher, you just said that you are coming... The government is not open? Is there really such a thing? After the death, there is really another world?"

Long Xiruo continued to yawn and held his small head: "Why, don't you believe this kind of thing?"

Mo Xiaofei disturbed the head: "No, it just feels a bit illogical... Doesn't it mean that the land is the place where the people are reincarnation? If this is the case, after the death, the reincarnation will not sound. But the population has been They are all proliferating. Even if the people who died in the front are really reborn, but they can’t take up so many new populations? So where are the souls of those new populations? , play it with dozens of twenty or more trumpet?"

Long Xi Ruo smiled and suddenly said: "If you use this kind of words... It would have been a multi-account login."

"Hey?" Mo Xiaofei opened his mouth.

Long Xiruo turned his eyes and said: "Otherwise, do you think that you should call the three souls and seven souls? If you have a soul or a glimpse, you can reincarnate. A complete soul, you can practice ten numbers without splitting it. Wounds! As for the soul of reincarnation, it will gradually grow into a complete three souls and seven scorpions through the nourishment of the body. Repeatedly, it is a complete reincarnation, so there is no more population, and it will not be enough. Sometimes It will also be because of the explosion of the population of the land, but it is too busy to come! Many years ago, there was a fool who said that **** does not swear not to become a Buddha, but because of this, it was directly ruined."

I go……

"Teacher, the fool you said, wouldn't it be the legendary land, the Tibetan king Buddha?"

"What do you think?" Long Xi did not answer.

Mo Xiaofei knew that he had asked a very stupid question and suddenly laughed twice. "But now why the government does not open? If you don't open it, wouldn't anyone have a baby?"

Long Xi Ruo shook his head: "I don't know about this. It's just that the government's passage to the world, I don't know who it is, or I don't know why it is closed. I have probably not been there for almost a hundred years. I have seen the army that has come to the ground to arrest the soul."

"Close..." Mo Xiaofei listened a little confused, and asked subconsciously: "Where if you don't open, where is the soul of the new born now?"

Long Xi Ruo is not cold: "So there are so many 'fakes' in the world! Otherwise, how do you think you can live to the present? That boss can be so kind? Because you are a 'real soul'!"

(End of this chapter)