Crown of Silence

Chapter 240 Two Evils...

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The next morning, Ye Qingxuan woke up from his obscure dream and felt that his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

There was no clarity as before, and his mind was in a state of drowsiness. He could not remember what he had dreamed, but only an obscurity, turmoil, and a darkness filled with hoarse murmurs and low confides.

The memory of the nightmare seemed to be diluting, dissipating, and disappearing quickly. Soon he couldn't even tell what he had dreamed about.

He sighed and picked up the strange stone fragment from the bedside: He tried to use interpretation methods to communicate with this fragment last night, trying to decipher the strange words on it, but found nothing. I don't know when, I fell asleep.

Then he tossed and turned in his dream, struggling endlessly.

Now it seems that this piece of stone is full of weirdness. In the dim light of the morning, the cuneiform characters on the stone tablets shimmered with a dark green light, like the poison that remains from ancient times, making people feel heart-broken.

"What kind of weird thing is this?"

Ye Qingxuan didn't know why he wanted to take this thing back and try it out last night. Maybe it was just an impulse. But maybe, this thing really has some attraction to him, making him involuntarily want to get involved in it.

He sighed, put the stone flakes in his pocket, got up and washed himself, tiptoed through the quiet living room, and pushed out the door.

At five o'clock in the college, not many people were awake yet, and it was quiet.

A vague white mist shrouded the surroundings, and in the silence only wild cats were walking through the grass. When they noticed him passing by, they raised their green eyes.

For some reason, the wild cat was particularly attached to him today, constantly running over to him, rubbing against him, and making intimate sounds.

Ye Qingxuan also felt much better after being clinging to these furry little guys. It was just like an illusion. When the wild cats meowed, he always felt that the stone tablets in his arms were shaking slightly, but after taking them out But there was still nothing unusual.

Ye Qingxuan sighed. It seems that if you don't sleep well, you will always have various illusions.

It wasn't that he wanted to get up early. In fact, after so many things in the past two days, he was so tired that he wanted to sleep all day. But no matter what, he couldn't stay in bed.

The sublimation ceremony is ready, and once all the materials are put into it, you can't wait too long.

Unless he was really willing to throw away the reward for first place, he would have to rush to the big library early in the morning to receive the ceremony.

Logically speaking, this was something to be happy about, but when he thought about what Ingmar's group of guys had done and how they would deal with it, he felt a little unhappy.

"A world that doesn't even allow you to sleep in is really no longer necessary to exist..."

Ye Qingxuan talked to himself and couldn't help but sigh: It seems that he was born to work hard and could never take a moment to relax.

Just as he walked dejectedly towards the big library, a seemingly familiar voice came from in front of him.

"Yo, good morning."

On a bench on the side of the road, James, who was once one of the leaders of the Academy of Change and was defeated miserably by Ye Qingxuan, made a voice.

He seemed to have stayed up all night, with two big dark circles under his eyes, and said hello feebly. Seeing Ye Qingxuan, his expression became a little unhappy.

"Uh, good morning."

Ye Qingxuan was a little stunned, not knowing why he appeared here. But James pushed a heavy suitcase at his feet:

"The teacher asked me to give this to you."

"Mr. Yegor?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the suitcase filled with something, wondering what the coach, who had never been very fond of him, wanted to give him.

"Inside are some materials collected in the School of Change."

James sneezed and sniffed. This guy had been exposed to the cold wind for too long in the morning and had already caught a cold. His voice was also a little out of tune:

"The Apocalypse Academy has a big business, and the collection of materials is enough to fill several music history departments. How can you compete with them with your pitiful collection of books?"

Ye Qingxuan opened the suitcase and saw that it was filled with old local ancient books, all of which were essays on the interpretation of the Voynich manuscript. There are many rare materials and researches in it, as well as some brand-new manuscripts, which are simply bound. They are obviously copies made overnight.

He didn't expect that the Institute of Change would support him. Although it was just a box of books, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but be touched: "Thank you."

"Don't get me wrong, no one at Change Academy likes you."

James snorted coldly, then stood up and left.

After walking a few steps, this guy sneezed several times in a row, and even the mucus came out from his nose. It was obvious that he had been holding it in and did not embarrass himself in front of Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch:

...how much do these guys care about face!

He sighed, lifted the box with some difficulty, and continued walking towards the big library. After taking only a few steps, he was stopped by a black shadow coming out of the diagonal stab.

It was a dark shadow leopard, strong and huge. When it squatted down, it was almost half the height of a person. Looking at those eyes, Ye Qingxuan felt a little hairy at the base of his neck.

"Hey, hello, junior!"

Next to the ocelot, Elsa, the leader of the Summoning Academy, looked at him with anticipation: "Where is your dog? It is said that it looks very powerful. My Bi'er was not very happy when she heard about it.

It just so happens that you have been so popular recently, why not find some time to discuss it. "

As she spoke, she rubbed her hands excitedly, her eyes full of excitement, like a wild animal eager to try when it sees something fun!

Feeling the genuine fighting spirit and the slight sting, Ye Qingxuan took a step back and shook his head: "Sorry, I don't want to fight now."

"Tsk, boring!"

Elsa's expression suddenly became disappointed, and she threw the huge satchel in her hand into Ye Qingxuan's arms: "This is for you."

Throwing the satchel into his arms, Ye Qingxuan almost stumbled as he felt it was so heavy that he could barely catch it. Before he had time to ask, he saw Elsa walking away with the dark shadow leopard, and only a faint voice came:

"There is a batch of old books that need to be disposed of from Summoning Academy. The teacher asked me to throw them away. I am too lazy to leave. Please help me find a suitable dumping ground."

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly and said loudly: "Thank you."

In the distance, Elsa just waved her hand with her back to him and disappeared into the mist.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the satchel and box in his hands, sighed, picked them up with difficulty, and continued on the road. However, after walking a few steps, he saw a familiar figure.

"Karen?"

Seeing his appearance, Karen showed a look of astonishment. He lowered his head and looked at the small suitcase in his hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that I was beaten first?"

As he said that, he handed the suitcase to Ye Qingxuan, "The Royal School recently had a batch of materials that were very old and needed to be copied. And you happen to look like a scribe..."

Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Karen waving his hand: "Don't say thank you to me. To be honest, I really want to kick you out of school.

Your white hair looks too dazzling, can't you dye it? "

Ye Qingxuan shrugged, "There's nothing I can do about this."

Karen shook his head and waved, indicating that he could go.

But Ye Qingxuan still stood there, just looking at him: "Why help me?"

"To be honest, I really don't want to help you if I can."

Karen sighed, "But if you think about it carefully, compared to the troublesome Eastern monsters, the liars who plagiarize other people's research results and trample on the dignity of musicians are more annoying."

He patted Ye Qingxuan's shoulder, said nothing, turned and left.

Ye Qingxuan stayed silent for a long time, then picked up his bag, box and suitcase again and moved forward. It's a lot heavier this time. These things are really heavy and cumbersome.

But for some reason, he felt much better.

Couldn't help but smile.

In the silent college, he walked forward silently. When all the students passed by him, they would always stand there and watch him go away.

Until his figure gradually disappeared into the mist.

In the misty mist, there was a faint humming tune coming, hoarse and long.

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It wasn't until he arrived at the Jianlan Underground Palace that Ye Qingxuan placed the pile of things in his hand at the door of the library, feeling that his whole body was about to fall apart.

There was nothing he could do about it. Physical work had never been his specialty since he was a child. Not to mention moving things, he would feel out of breath even if he ran several kilometers.

Because of this, he was despised by Bai Xi countless times.

In the empty library, there was a faint wind blowing, and there was a dissatisfied hum in the wind.

"Please help me collect this pile of things first. I'll pick them up when I come out at night." The young man smiled sheepishly into the air in front of him:

"Sorry for not coming for so long. I'll come back and play marbles with you when I'm free."

The cold snort in the wind seemed to be a little satisfied. The invisible force pulled up the boxes and satchels on the ground, moved them into the shadows, and disappeared.

"You came later than I expected."

After seeing him, the gatekeeper Dominic, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, pointed to the stairs behind him: "The alchemist invited by the principal is impatient to wait. I hope you have a better excuse."

"Uh, sorry. Something went wrong on the road."

Ye Qingxuan smiled sheepishly and hurried up the stairs.

There seemed to be a road waiting in the darkness. In the darkness, the stairs moved faintly. After advancing for an unknown amount of time, Ye Qingxuan's footsteps stopped in front of the ancient door.

He could feel his skin tightening like electricity. In his perception, there seemed to be a sea of ​​burning flames behind the door. The blazing light almost completely crushed people's perception.

It's like a huge whirlpool, with massive amounts of ether swirling around in it, sleeping quietly. It fluctuates with the gentle melody, causing faint ripples.

This is one of the huge sources of the entire Requiem enchantment, the place where the 'Mercy' movement is recited.

——The cave of deep sleep.

And just behind the door, in the gorgeous silver light, the blond boy sitting cross-legged smiled at the astonished Ye Qingxuan:

"Hey, kid, you kept me waiting for a long time."