Nina appeared in Duncan's sight. The girl was jogging with a happy smile on her face. After seeing her uncle sitting in a daze at the door of the antique shop, she quickened her pace and raised her hand to greet him: "Uncle, I'm back!"
Duncan woke up from his deep thoughts. He put his thoughts aside for the moment and stood up to greet his "niece". After noticing that the girl was out of breath, he was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly: "Didn't I give you money for the bus? Why did you run back after school?"
Nina stopped in front of Duncan and took a few breaths. She scratched her hair a little embarrassedly, then reached into her schoolbag and rummaged around. After a long while, she took out a small paper bag and handed it over: "I passed by Dr. Albert's clinic on my way back."
Duncan took the paper package and squeezed it, realizing that there were several pills inside.
Dr. Albert said, "You have been using alcohol for pain relief for a long time. Although your physical condition has improved and you have successfully quit drinking, people who drink for a long time are more likely to have adverse reactions if they forcibly quit drinking!" Nina explained in a low voice, "This is a medicine used to reduce the withdrawal reaction of alcohol. If you feel unwell, you can take a pill. In addition, Dr. Albert also said that if your health has not deteriorated recently, you can stop taking the medicine you took before, but he still recommends that you go to his clinic for a thorough check-up when you have time."
Duncan listened silently to Nina's soft and even slightly cautious explanation. He did not speak for a long time. Only after Nina finished speaking did he silently and carefully put the small packet of pills away close to his body.
Then he reached out his hand, put it on Nina's, and rubbed it gently.
"Uncle?" Nina looked up with some confusion, but saw an inexplicable seriousness on Duncan's face. There was even a little bit of worry in that seriousness, which made her, who was sensitive, a little uneasy.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Or..."
"I'm fine." Duncan suddenly laughed, bending down slightly to look into Nina's eyes. "But don't use your bus money to buy medicine for me in the future. We're not short of money at home now, so you can bring me some extra pocket money. If it's not enough, ask me for it."
Nina looked at Duncan in a daze. She felt that her uncle had suddenly become a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. After staring at him for a long time, she nodded hesitantly: "Oh."
Then she thought for a moment, and looked into the store again, with an expectant yet hesitant expression on her face: "Uncle... you said you would teach me how to ride a bike when I get home from school."
"The weather is bad now," Duncan raised his eyebrows, "it might rain."
"We're right at the door." Nina held onto Duncan's arm and whispered expectantly, "We can go back right away if it starts raining."
"Okay, put your schoolbag away first. I'll teach you how to ride a bike, but you can only practice for a while. Dinner isn't ready yet."
“Okay!”
Nina cheered a little, then ran into the antique shop like a charge, threw her schoolbag on the counter, and pushed out the new bicycle.
The cart was pushed in a crooked manner, and it took a long time of effort to push it in front of Duncan next to the door frame.
"In fact, I think you have to learn how to push the bike from scratch." Duncan looked at Nina's clumsy appearance and sighed, then stepped forward to hold the handlebars. "But seeing how eager you are, you should get on first. I'll help you hold the bike while you experience the balance of pedaling and walking."
Nina nodded obediently, and after Duncan had held the bike in place, she grabbed the handlebars and pedaled to climb onto the seat, repeatedly emphasizing, "Uncle, you must hold on tight! Don't let go!"
"Okay, okay, just trust me." A slightly salty and cold wind blew through the old streets of the downtown area, blowing up fallen leaves and flying dust between the low and dilapidated buildings.
The dark clouds were very low, but the rain that was about to fall seemed to linger in the sky for a long time before falling to the ground.
In the small open space in front of the antique shop, there were the girl's excited and nervous exclamations, the occasional jingling of car bells, and Duncan's occasional instructions and teasing in between.
A pure black old-fashioned private car stopped in the open space near the antique shop. A man wearing an old-fashioned scholar's woolen coat and hand (This chapter is not yet finished!)
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The old man with a cane and a top hat opened the car door and looked in the direction of the antique shop.
Morris saw the familiar, old shop, and also saw the uncle and nephew practicing riding bicycles in the open space in front of the shop.
Ordinary downtown street scene, warm and ordinary family life, everything looks so normal, even in this bleak street scene with low clouds and cold autumn wind, the scene not far away seems particularly warm and peaceful.
However, Heidi only stayed in this antique shop for half a day and consumed the secondary protection of the God of Wisdom Lahem, and she was protected by a Deep Sea Inquisitor.
Afterwards, neither Heidi herself nor Judge Vanna noticed anything unusual. @精華\/书阁j·h·s·s·d·c·o·m first release update~~
Morris took a deep breath, and even though he was watching such an everyday scene, his heart slowly began to beat faster.
Then he gritted his teeth and did not rush to greet the uncle and nephew who were in front of the antique shop. Instead, he prepared to complete his observation of the shop first. If possible, he really did not want to involve irrelevant people in the extraordinary events.
The old man fumbled in his coat pocket and took out a monocle with a thin light gold chain. One end of the thin chain was clipped inside the pocket, and the other end was connected to the frame. The name of the god of wisdom, Lachem, and many sacred symbols were engraved on the frame in ancient Cretan characters, and a faint light was floating in the transparent lens.
“May wisdom grant me insight, enlighten my mind, and enable me to see the truth and penetrate the fog.”
Morris prayed a few words in a low voice, then put his monocle in his eye socket, and then "opened" his eyes, which he had closed eleven years ago, towards the antique shop...
Maurice was dazed for a moment, and looked down at the monocle in his hand. He saw Rahm's name and many sacred symbols engraved on the frame, and a faint light floating in the transparent lens.
“May wisdom give me insight…”
He murmured a few prayers, put his monocle in his eye socket and raised his head.
Maurice paused for a moment, looking down at the monocle in his hand.
A cold wind suddenly blew in from across the street, carrying a low murmur in the wind. The old scholar suddenly stopped what he was about to do, and then suddenly raised his right wrist.
A bracelet made of colored stones and silk threads was worn on his wrist. There were eight stones in total.
A cool wind blew over, bringing with it the fallen leaves on the roadside and the chill of late autumn. The sounds in Morris' ears seemed to fade away. The hustle and bustle of the streets and the bells of the distant church seemed so distant that they came from another world. He could only hear his own heart beating and the sound of his blood pounding like thunder. Amidst the sound of his heartbeat, only one sound coming from one direction was still clear.
A girl's cheerful but somewhat nervous voice said, "Uncle, please hold on tight! It's tilted... It's tilted... The car is going to fall over!"
A middle-aged man said in a gentle voice with a smile: "I'm holding on so I can't fall. Just straighten the handlebars so it won't tilt. Just pedal forward and keep going. That's how bicycles work. Just pedal forward and hold on to the handlebars so you won't fall."
"You must hold on tight! I'm going forward!"
"Come on, I'm behind you."
Morris suddenly heard another sound, the creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other, and along with this sound came a slight shift and rotation of his vision - it took him a second to finally realize what was happening.
He was slowly turning his neck, shifting his gaze from the antique shop to the open space in front of the antique shop.
A strong warning surged up from his soul, and the bracelet with eight stones still on it made a low strange sound as if choking. Each stone became hot, as if trying to pull a drowning man out of the water, pulling at his reason in vain. Morris could still think, and he knew that the blessings he had bestowed on himself before he set out had been activated and were taking effect, but he could only carry out these basic thoughts. His neck was still turning, and his gaze was uncontrollably looking in the most dangerous direction.
Close your eyes, close your eyes, close your eyes!
Countless voices exploded in his mind, but Morris's mind was unable to drive his muscles to complete even the simplest (This chapter is not yet finished!)
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With a single movement, he slowly turned his head, and finally saw the direction from which the sound came when he "opened" his blessed eyes.
He saw a madly wriggling vortex of light and shadow, which seemed to reflect all of time and space at the same time...
The crushed mirror and other things were mixed together to form a giant with barely maintained human outline and a body covered with starlight. The giant bent slightly and carefully supported... supported a gushing arc of flames.
There was a loud explosion in Morris' mind, and then the whole world became quiet.
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