From Prisoner to Si Chen

About half an hour later.

Buzz.

Buzz.

The gray-black metal microphone placed on the table suddenly vibrated.

On the inside of the microphone, rounds of golden alchemy array apertures lit up, refracting ripples on the smooth tabletop, which was extremely gorgeous.

Jilan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting quietly, came to his senses, quickly stood up, picked it up, and put it against his ear.

Just listen to a click.

From the other end of the phone came the chuckle of the old man who made the staff:

"Ms. Crow agreed, do you want to do the deal now?"

"Okay." Jilan looked happy.

"Call out the alchemy array."

"good."

Gillan agreed and immediately turned the microphone upside down on the wooden floor. Along with the golden light, an alchemy array pattern with a diameter of one meter emerged.

He took out the black film reel "Black Lake" from the dimensional space, bent down and gently placed it in the alchemy array.

Whoosh!

The real film disappears in an instant.

The next second, a reel of film with almost the same appearance appeared in its place again.

Gillan picked it up.

The colorful entries then appeared from above, swaying:

"'Pan'. A film that records the secret history, created by the 'director' Si Chen who symbolizes February, which tells the story of a certain apostle before his ascension."

‘The secret history of a certain apostle’s ascension? ’

Ji Lan looked at the description of the entry and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Neither Ms. Crow nor the old staff-maker mentioned this. Either they deliberately concealed it, or they just didn't know.

Gillan, however, prefers the latter.

Because there is nothing to hide...

Although the circle of mystics avoid talking about "secret history", as if it will bring bad luck, Gillan found through observation that it seems that as long as it is not deliberately recorded, or spread on a large scale, and does not describe its content and process in detail, it will not be touched. What a taboo.

Just a reminder, it doesn't matter at all.

So Gillan deduced from this that Ms. Crow probably didn't know the secret history hidden in this film called "Pan"... To be precise, it should be the two organizations "Recording Society" and "Midnight Rose". Not sure.

"Mr. Stick Maker, I have received the items."

Ji Lan took the microphone and said in a deep voice.

"Very good." An old male voice came from the other end of the phone. "I also got the film reel you passed around."

"Well, happy trading."

"Happy Trading."

Click.

The alchemy hotline hung up and Jilan let out a long breath.

‘Is this considered a mistake? ’

An idea came to him out of nowhere, and he smiled and shook his head.

Ji Lan looked up at the clock on the wall. It was now half past twelve noon.

He thought for a while and planned to eat something after watching the movie. After all, I just got a new film, and I feel like there are ants crawling in my heart, and I feel itchy... I always feel uncomfortable if I don't watch it again.

Just do it.

Gilan's right thumb brushed the sapphire ring on his middle finger and whispered:

"Weiwei."

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a mini enchanting figure flew out.

The little familiar landed on Jilan's shoulder, leaned on its master's cheek affectionately, and rubbed it back and forth.

"Master, you haven't let Weiwei out for a long time..."

"Well, I'll let you come out for some air when I have time."

Ji Lan chuckled and said calmly.

"Now let's watch the movie together."

"Wow!" Weiwei exclaimed. "Are there any new stories to experience? Great!"

Ji Lan hummed, raised his hand and gently touched her head with his index finger. He stood up immediately, placed the real film on the projector, and inserted the mercury battery.

‘Well… there is one and a half mercury batteries left and needs to be replenished. Last time I saw it in the redemption booklet of the Armed Forces Department of the Investigation Committee. It was not expensive, only 15 merits per piece. ’

Ji Lan thought to herself, raised her hand and flipped the switch.

Click.

The shuttle started turning, and with a slight squeaking noise, the light box cast a beam of light that hit the curtain.

Gillan sat cross-legged and stared at the movie screen.

After a period of black screen and vertical noise, the screen shook slightly before freezing.

It was a bird's-eye view of a remote village, with stone and wooden bungalows, thatched houses, windmills, cattle and horses, and early-rising women...

Under the early morning mist, the picture presents a gray dreamy feeling, tranquility and tranquility.

The creek gurgled and the smoke curled up.

It's like a paradise-like scene.

As the camera zoomed in, it moved to the densely forested hillside in the north of the village, where two figures were quietly trekking...

Wow!

As soon as Jilan blinked, he felt the breeze blowing on his face, and the unique aroma of grass and the astringent smell of earth penetrated his nostrils.

The rustle of swaying dense vegetation reached my ears.

"Hey! Focus and don't let the prey escape!"

At this time, a man's deliberately lowered voice came from behind.

He speaks Hiru, and his accent is very similar to the Perth language in the western part of the Bremen Empire. Gillan understood it easily, and he could speak it himself.

Looking back, he saw a middle-aged man wearing fur clothing, an unshaven beard, a straw hat, and medium-long flaxen hair like dry grass, looking towards him.

The man had a serious expression, carrying two knives, one large and one small, on his waist, holding a homemade simple long bow, and an arrow pot full of arrows tied to his back.

Wow!

At this time, a fat gray hare flashed through the bushes and disappeared without a trace.

"Brat!"

The man stepped forward, patted Ji Lan hard on the shoulder, and then said in a deep voice.

"What's going on today? Are you distracted?"

at this time.

Ji Lan suddenly discovered that a colorful entry slowly appeared on the side of the man in his sight:

"Sager Rose. Forty years old, male, Orion in the 'Icon Village', and has a son, Gilan Rose, with his peasant wife Bunia Rose..."

'Um? ! ’

Jilan's pupils shrank.

"Banlan" actually has a new change!

It can now display character information in real time... This is a huge help to Gillan!

At the same time, he also found that his clothes had automatically changed into long linen clothes that were in line with the identity of the times.

‘Is it because my own strength has improved, which has led to the evolution of “Beautiful” in disguise? ’

Ji Lan secretly thought.

He thought it was very possible.

After all, the capacity of the dimensional space expands even more as his gnosis and spirituality become stronger.

"Sorry." Gillan suddenly showed a hint of annoyance and said in a slightly accented Hiru language: "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night... I will cheer up next time, father."

After all, he has personally practiced the secrets of "actor" and touched the essence of "actor". As for the acting skills, not to say they are very superb, but it is easy to cope with the current situation.

"Um?"

The middle-aged Orion Segel raised his thick eyebrows, seeming a little surprised by his son's reaction.

His previous rebelliousness and stubbornness are gone, and now he is surprisingly well-behaved and even willing to admit his mistakes face to face.

However, he didn't think much about his son's change, but was very pleased.

"Are you thinking of some girl in the village?"

Segel chuckled, stepped forward, and patted Gilan on the shoulder.

"I couldn't sleep thinking about it at night, haha... Tinsley? Kaiya? Iroh? Or Sasha?"

"Your father and I have been here before, and I know your little thoughts... But you are not young anymore, and it is really time to get married. Tinsley and Kaiya are a bit old, and they are nineteen this year, so they are not suitable."

"Aiello and Sasha should think about it. They seem to be only sixteen or seventeen?"

Segel took off the arrow pot from his back, handed it to Jilan's hand along with the long bow, and said with a smile:

"Today's prey will be left to you. The extra money will be brought to your beloved girl's home personally... If possible, then Pastor Theo will personally hold the wedding for you."

"Okay, father." Jilan nodded solemnly.

His performance is impeccable.

Jilan touched the wooden longbow in his hand. Although he couldn't tell the specific wood, it must be good. The surface is coated with a layer of tung oil, which is dark in color but does not lose its luster, and feels warm and moist to the touch.

He secretly called out in his heart:

'gorgeous! ’

The color number "94" in the corner of his sight dropped by 5 points and became "89". And Jilan also became familiar with the long bow in his hand, as if he had practiced archery for many years.

He raised his eyes and looked over his shoulder without any trace.

Mo Weiwei immediately understood her master's intention, soared into the air and shuttled to the front of the bushes.

Gilan stepped forward gently and looked around, pretending to be searching for prey.

And his "father" Segel followed closely behind, quietly observing his son's performance.

In this closed and backward era, it was particularly difficult for civilians to eat fresh meat. Therefore, although the status of hunters was not very high, it was still much better than that of ordinary villagers.

Hunting requires skill, and as the only hunter in the Icon Village, Segel certainly wants to pass on this skill to his son.

He hopes that his son can become a better hunter than himself, so that he can be sought after and loved by other villagers in the Icon Village.

"Master, there is a rabbit there!"

At this time, Weiwei flapped her small wings, suspended in the air more than ten meters away, pointed in a direction, and called back to Jilan.

Ji Lan nodded lightly.

He glanced at it and quickly locked onto a touch of gray in the grass. This prey is very careful and makes almost no movement. It is extremely difficult to detect and cannot be noticed by ordinary people.

However, with Weiwei's help, Gilan found it easily. Coupled with his own strong perception, once locked, he can basically determine the fate of the hare.

He took out an arrow from the quiver with his backhand and drew the bow to nock the arrow.

Raise your arm, aim, let go, all in one go, smoothly and smoothly.

Just listen to the sound of mist, and the bowstring trembles!

The arrow instantly passed through the afterimage and disappeared into the bushes.

grumble!

There was a short, subtle scream.

Segel's expression changed and his eyes were shocked.

As an experienced hunter, he immediately recognized that it was the scream of a hare. However, he found no trace of the hare from beginning to end. His son took action decisively and hit the prey with one arrow!

Segel quickly stepped forward and rushed into the bushes.

Not long after.

He walked out with a complicated look on his face, holding a plump gray rabbit in his hand.

An arrow hit the rabbit's neck and passed through!