Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 614: Letters from home

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At this time, with the voice of Wang Yuechuan's reading, the crystal powder that was sprinkled on the black cloth gradually responded.

They quickly absorbed the blood that fell on them, and then turned into extremely fine particles, and then suspended one by one.

I read it right, these red particles started to float in front of Wang Yuechuan from above the black cloth without any external physical force.

They seemed to be drawn away by something, and gradually gathered in the mid-air. The blood-stained red crystal powder accumulated in the air gradually grew, and a shape like a sandman gradually became clear. .

Wang Yuechuan's expression even changed from concentration to nervousness, and he watched this thing take shape without blinking. Finally, when the last powder was gathered together, the form of this villain finally took shape!

A look of joy flashed in Wang Yuechuan's eyes, but he didn't feel happy for a long time. The little figure made of floating crystal powder scattered in an instant, like quicksand, and scattered directly on the black cloth of the coffee table.

Wang Yuechuan frowned, kept staring at the tea table in front of him, and kept silent.

Professor Trevor next to him stopped at this moment and took a look, "Wang, you failed again!"

Wang Yuechuan shook his head, sat up, seemed a little slumped, "I have followed the content you interpreted, I'm sure, there is no mistake in a single step, but there is still no way to complete this... this magic."

Professor Trevor said: "This "Book of the Dead" is too mysterious, king! I'm not sure whether the content I interpreted is correct, and even the pronunciation of the spell is mostly guessed, not necessarily accurate. Besides, about spellcasting The issue of materials, I think, is also a factor that has to be taken seriously.”

"After all, we still know too little." Wang Yuechuan shook his head.

He stretched out his hand to open the curtain behind the sofa, and a beam of sunlight pierced through. Wang Yuechuan frowned subconsciously... Only then did he remember that he hadn't left this apartment for a full week. The last time he went out was to give Professor Trevor mentioned the documents sent by his Australian students and purchased food.

His life has suddenly undergone earth-shaking changes since he greeted Professor Trevor in front of him at the airport that day.

Interpret the "Book of the Dead", the ancient and mysterious magic recorded in the book... Supernatural power is impacting Wang Yuechuan's existing cognition, and at the same time reshaping his cognition of the world.

It's a pity that Professor Trevor's progress in interpreting the "Book of the Dead" is too slow, so that he knows that he has not been able to complete the simplest magic recorded in the "Book of the Dead" until now.

However, he no longer doubts the authenticity of magic. Even if magic cannot be truly completed, the miraculousness displayed in its process is enough to realize its existence.

After all, counting the time, it didn't take long for Professor Cui Fu to start interpreting, and this "Book of the Dead" was obtained from Cao Yu.

Wang Yuechuan couldn't even speculate how long Cao Yu had obtained this book, but obviously Cao Yu knew more, and could even fully use many magics recorded in the book.

The question is... Cao Yu, who was able to use this magical magic, what was the real reason for his death? His terrified appearance before he died, and what happened to him

"Professor, do you have any news?" Wang Yuechuan looked at Professor Cui Fu at this time.

"My students are already helping me find records that match the time when this "Book of the Dead" appeared, but I'm afraid it won't be so fast." Professor Trevor said helplessly: "King, you must know that it is buried in history. The truth is not easy to know. But you, as a public official in this country, is it really okay for you not to go to work?"

"I've already said hello, you don't have to worry about this issue. Just read the contents of "Book of the Dead" carefully." Wang Yuechuan said calmly, then stood up, "I'm going to take a bath."

But he stretched out his palm towards Professor Trevor.

Seeing Professor Cui Fu's expression of reluctance, he finally handed the "Book of the Dead" in his hand to Wang Yuechuan, "Wang, didn't you just take a shower this morning?"

Wang Yuechuan didn't answer, just carried the "Book of the Dead" into the bathroom. He has been carrying this "Book of the Dead". He can allow Trevor to hold this book under his nose, but It doesn't really let it out of my sight.

It wasn't until Wang Yuechuan entered the bathroom that Professor Cui Fu narrowed his eyes. He glanced at the powder on the black cloth after Wang Yuechuan failed to use magic, and started pacing the living room again with his hands behind his back.

Undoubtedly, like Wang Yuechuan, his cognition has been greatly impacted. He was able to decipher some of the knowledge in the book, but what he revealed to Wang Yuechuan was less than what he deciphered.

At this time, Professor Trevor's laptop on the table rang suddenly, it was an email addressed to him. The professor glanced curiously, then hurried to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "King! My students said that they found a person who can decipher words!"

The next moment, Wang Yuechuan with wet hair wrapped his lower body in a towel and opened the door, "Where is it?"

"In this country, and in this city!"

Wang Yuechuan ignored Trevor's ecstatic appearance, and his keen intuition made him feel that this matter was not as simple as a coincidence.

"Wait for me, let's go right away." Wang Yuechuan nodded and returned to the bathroom.

When he walked out again, the stubble on his face had been cleaned off.

What made Luo Qiu curious was that Ren Ziling, who came back at night, did not look like a defeated dog as usual, she slumped on the sofa as soon as she took off her shoes, and then stretched out her hand like a wicked feudal landlord. .

After Ren Ziling lay paralyzed like this for a while, she suddenly said, "Boy, what did you leave for me tonight?"

"Yusheng."

"oh."

Ren Ziling didn't rush to the table as usual, but reached out and squeezed her shoulder, and suddenly looked at Boss Luo and said, "Boy, give me a shoulder squeeze?"

So Boss Luo stood up and threw a small hammer for beating shoulders on Aunt Ren's stomach.

Chief Deputy Editor-in-Chief Ren didn't behave like usual at the moment, he sighed with tears and snot and felt sorry for himself, he grabbed a small hammer and tapped on his shoulder lightly.

She just stared at the ceiling without knowing what to think.

Luo Qiu frowned, "What's your business?"

The small hammer in Ren Ziling's hand stopped, looked at Luo Qiu, and suddenly said: "Boy, do you want to go back to your hometown?"

"My hometown?" Luo Qiu sat down.

Ren Ziling also sat up straight, "A letter from your hometown was sent to my office today. It was written by your cousin, saying that an old man in the family is dying, and asked if you want to go back and have a look."

Luo Qiu was silent for a while, "Why is the letter sent to your office? And it's still a letter?"

Ren Ziling shrugged and said, "They don't have your phone number, and we don't live in the old house now... As for writing letters, you ask me, who should I ask? Anyway, I haven't changed my phone number, so I don't believe they don't have one." People don't know."

Even though he said so, but seeing Ren Ziling's appearance, Luo Qiu naturally knew that she knew it well.

Since Ren Ziling had a showdown with relatives in her hometown three years ago... to this day, the two sides have not had any contact. If it weren't for the fact that there is an elderly person in the family who is seriously ill this time, it will probably continue like this.

"who is it?"

"Your cousin's mother."

Ren Ziling took a deep breath and said: "I heard from your father that your grandparents passed away early, and your father was taken care of by this aunt when you were young. It can be regarded as an unresolved kindness, so it makes sense. I think you I have to go back to my hometown. I have already written the leave form, when do you think I will leave? Anyway, you are taking a break from school now, so there should be nothing important, right?"

Luo Qiu suddenly said, "I'll just go back by myself."