The sea was thick with mist, but it did not float to the deck of the ship, and by a mast a pile of barrels shone with the precious splendor of various things.
Gu Jun looked at the bucket of book scrolls, and felt a strong desire to get them.
"Hey Xianjun..." Wu Shiyu called out to him, only those who are willing to listen can understand, right? These things and this boat?"
"I think so too." Gu Jun shook his head and smiled, "But I think we'd better not make such an attempt lightly."
The grey-bearded old man's expression didn't change, and he didn't know if he had heard their secret proposal.
But the old man is responsible for receiving passengers from all over the world, they will not be the first time, perhaps such a thing has happened before.
Gu Jun looked at the half-closed cabin door, could it be that those who were locked under there screaming and neighing were those who had tried this
"Well." Wu Shiyu took a look if he felt something, "Okay... now is the time to be cowardly."
"Let's ask for spell books." Gu Jun said, "This is what we need most, not only for this mission, but also for the Bureau. Those of us who want to do something good need it." Wu Shiyu nodded : "It's okay. Generally, there are gifts when you buy things. It's very reasonable to buy books and get free food."
He can't guarantee this, Gu Jun said solemnly: "Mr., we want spell books, which can allow us to understand spells, learn spells, and have the power to knock down the enemy. Books should be books that we can understand. Written in the language of the world, and... the less sacrifices are made when casting spells, the better."
"The kind of book you want, here is one." The old man with the gray beard still answered quickly.
The two watched as the old man stretched out his wrinkled and withered right hand, and took out a book from the wooden barrel full of scroll paper. It was about as thick as a finger, the paper was old and yellowed, and there were some mysterious words on the cover. Strange patterns, and some ancient characters...
"That's an oracle bone inscription." Wu Shiyu recognized it immediately. She was originally a member of the Antiquities Department of Shenhai City. "Xuan? That seems to be the word Xuan."
Although Gu Jun didn't have much archaeological knowledge, he could still recognize the oracle bone inscriptions, but he didn't know what they meant.
Oracle bone inscriptions? It seems that the writing time of this curse book can be traced back to the pre-Qin period, the beginning of their ethnic group's civilization.
Now he was not surprised by this. Human beings had been in contact with these mysterious things when they were still savages, and ancient civilizations were no exception.
"You can call it..."The Seven Secrets of the Earth." The gray-bearded old man said flatly, "Because this is a manuscript. It was originally seven scriptures, and no one knows where it is... This manuscript can satisfy What you asked just now, especially in this world."
Gu Jun's heart was pounding, "The Seven Secrets of the Earth"
This old man seems to be able to read his mind. If it is a spell book from a different world, it may only be suitable for him to learn and use, but if it is a secret book studied by the ancestors of their ethnic group, it will also be suitable for Wu Shiyu and the entire Tianji Bureau.
He used to think that there was no magic in the native world, and it seemed that it still existed, but it didn't develop like the aliens, so he didn't know the reason. Is it lost, or what
Anyway, this spellbook, he really wanted it.
"Does this book contain spells that we can learn now?" Gu Jun still let himself deal with it calmly.
"Any spell book needs to be studied." The gray bearded old man said, "Everyone's harvest will be different from the same book."
But Wu Shiyu opened his eyes and had other concerns: "Old man, we want this book, do you have anything to give?"
This time the old man with the gray beard didn't answer so fast, he paused before saying: "I can give you each a weapon, a set of clothes, a piece of sundries, and a piece of food. Your clothes shouldn't exist here, It's the boat that keeps them, and they dissipate when you get off the boat."
"Oh..." Wu Shiyu rolled his eyes and looked at the sky, not knowing what he felt because of this sentence.
"Old sir." Gu Jun didn't know what the other party wanted, and was about to test it step by step, "How about our medical kit for you?" It didn't include three Kalop instruments.
"I want it to be useless." The gray bearded old man didn't need to think.
Gu Jun's heart sank. These Kalop instruments are very important to him, they can stabilize his mind, but now there is nothing he can do. "Then this dissecting forceps?"
"No, I don't want these." The old man said again.
Gu Jun thought for a while, "I have some diaries and letters in my mind, is that okay?" The old man still said no, Gu Jun said again: "I have a dark consciousness in my body, how about that?" But the old man said: "No , I’m not interested.” Gu Jun was a little helpless, “I have a tumor on my brainstem, is that okay?”
"Ah?" Wu Shiyu only knew this now, frowning in surprise, "Really?"
"Really, but the situation is very stable." Gu Jun nodded and said. Wu Shiyu still sighed silently.
"No, I don't want these," said the old man.
"Mister, why don't you tell us directly, what can we give you?" He had no choice but to say.
"You can..." the gray bearded old man said slowly, "give me your sweet dreams."
Both of them couldn't understand, and the old man said again: "Dreams are a kind of ability, and dreaming is even more so... Nightmares have power, and so do dreams. But everyone's dreams are limited, and losing these dreams... The ability to dream will be lost. Those who have their dreams taken away will also be called by their dreams... "
"You mean." Gu Jun faintly understood, "The dreamer will be accused of summoning away by the dreamer?"
Like nightmare sickness? Have all the dreams of the patients been taken away? Are you going through the same nightmare over and over again
The gray-bearded old man didn't speak, as if he had already revealed enough.
"Then we gave you the dream, will it have any impact on the present?" Gu Jun asked another question, he still has to complete this task, and he must complete it.
"For a period of time, your actions will not be affected." The old man with the gray beard said, "Give me a hundred sweet dreams, that's enough."
Gu Jun is silent, a hundred sweet dreams, has he really had so many sweet dreams in the 21 years since he was a child
It doesn't matter, it doesn't affect the present. He had an idea, took a deep breath, and said to Wu Shiyu seriously: "Shiyu, I will give it all."
"I knew you would say that." Wu Shiyu was not surprised.
"Listen to me first!" Gu Jun said in a serious voice, "I won't live long." Even if the physical tumor is fine, but there is a mental tumor, "It's more suitable for me. We can't be two people They are all in an abnormal state, there must be one person who is normal, and has the opportunity to go back with the results... You are more suitable than me."
He had a hunch that when he arrived on the deserted island, he would use spells to deal with spells, and his spirit would only be eroded more and more.
Maybe that's why there are two boarding positions.
"But I think it's better for me." Wu Shiyu looked at him with a rare serious look on his face, "Because if anyone among us can go back, it must be you. I have no other skills , It’s good to do this kind of consumption.”
"Hey, it's not a delicious food. Why are you arguing with me?" Gu Jun stopped talking to her, and said loudly, "Mr., I will come up with a hundred sweet dreams!"
Wu Shiyu hurriedly said, "Hello!"
"Yes." The gray-bearded old man nodded lightly, "Your sweet dreams are more valuable."
The old man immediately stretched out his right hand to cover Gu Jun's head, and Gu Jun was immediately overwhelmed by a bursting headache, as if the pain and fear brought about by a thousand nightmares poured into his head in an instant, he couldn't help but let out a loud voice Scream!
"Hey..." Wu Shiyu saw in astonishment that a liquid spiritual silver thread was pulled out of Gu Jun's head, and the silver thread shone with a warm and brilliant brilliance, like the brilliance of a dream.
At this moment, Gu Jun can no longer feel the surroundings, as if his heart is being blacked out, it is the joy of childhood, every moment of joy...
Replaced by pain, replaced by pain...
It was also at this time that he got to know the Iron Son Langton better, and for a greater purpose, he gave his all... sacrifice is inevitable!
Some scenes and pictures suddenly boiled from the bottom of his heart, resisting the strange force from the outside world, which was the power of Langdon's bright side.
"Your dream..." The gray bearded old man was slightly surprised, and for the first time there was an expression on his weird old face, "Well, your power!?"
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