Release that Witch

"Beep...hey."

When he was still screaming, the phone had been connected.

"Hey? Why are you?" The voice over there was very impatient. "There is something to say, I am going out soon."

Roland shook his head and forced himself to condense his spirit. "Oh, that's it... I just read this book, and it's really something..."

"Thriller, right?" Garcia seemed to have expected his reaction. "The first time people look at it is basically like this, but it is fictitious. You won't think about it after you have a sleep."

“Fictional?” Roland frowned. “How?”

“Literature,” a sneer came from the receiver. “The martial arts association investigated the volcanic remains claimed by the authors and found that it was swallowed up by the magma two hundred years ago. It’s an active volcano, though There was a big outbreak, but it has not completely subsided for tens of thousands of years. Unless he can not know the prophet, or live for two centuries, but also not afraid of high temperatures and smoke."

The other party’s answer made him very surprised. After a short while, he asked, “So, what is the content of the book?”

"It’s true and false, I haven’t had much interest in archaeology. Master also said that if he did not wear the clothes of the martial arts and died in the library of the association, the book would not even be included. ”

"But the association does not know his identity..."

"So the author is more famous than the book. This is also a mystery of the association. But you don't think you can figure it out. Listen to my master and say that the entire archive was turned over for the sake of this. After all, I can’t stop it?” Garcia replied. “In short, there are so many rumors about this book. Have you finished? I have to hang up.”

"Don't, wait -" Roland said quickly. "After you got this book... Have you seen it again?"

He wanted to ask the papers directly, but he eventually changed his mouth.

"The way back is turned over, what happened?"

"No, nothing... just want to ask."

"Oh." The phone over there was hung up - apparently this almost teasing question made Garcia's patience exceed the limit.

He could hear the closing sound of 0827 across the two walls.

Roland can't help but sigh. If it's not straight to the point, such a problem is useless except for the resentment.

First of all, the book "The Reasons for Being" is only half written. The red note is likely to be caught in the last few blanks. Even if it is read through, there is no guarantee that it will be noticed.

Secondly, I came back from the association to take the shuttle bus. This kind of time can be imagined by looking at the seriousness of the time.

No matter how the other party answered, she could not judge that she had seen this note.

No, yes, no.

According to the character of Garcia, if I have seen it, I will never be indifferent to it.

In this way, the two messages are either a prank or a link message.

Roland couldn't help but create a thought that would rather be a mischief.

The latter may be too...is incredible.

Who is this note left for? Who discovered the appointment, or did he have a specific goal?

Rationally, he prefers the latter - this book is not a top-secret document. Most of the martial artists borrowed it because of their fame. It is not surprising that one person does not find it. It is incredible that so many people are not aware of it. It is. Therefore, it is very likely that the note is not in the book at the beginning, but has only recently been put in.

But it is this kind of rationality that makes him feel creepy.

what does this mean?

It means the dream world - this illusion that he conceived, someone noticed his difference. Just like when dreaming, a certain character in the dream suddenly turned back and smiled at you with a sly smile.

Roland patted his cheek and pressed the chill in his heart. What is so scary? He silently renewed his life. Don't say that these are only speculations for the time being. Even if it is true, as long as you leave here, the time of the whole world will be stagnant. Who else can threaten him?

And the message on the note is just waiting for a contact, not actively looking for it, which may also explain the problem.

As for where the Rose Cafe is, what it means to be in the world, or to the Takira witch to check it out.

He did not forget that there is still something to do next.

Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, after confirming the time, he took out the already prepared key from the bedroom and closed the door.

In order to explore the memory debris of the package, Roland has done a lot of preparations since the Tachiqi witch came. For example, the keys to each of the residents’ gates were accompanied by a replica, and a violent unlocking tool was purchased from the Internet. Only he can see the door of this "non-existent" memory. If you really get locked, you can only pick up your sleeves.

If it is not for the gray castle, this part of the exploration should have been completed.

Roland went down to the fifth floor and quickly found room 0510.

At this time, most people are taking a nap, and the autumn sun shines like a lazy person. The entire corridor looks quiet and serene, in stark contrast to the traffic outside the street.

He inserted the key into the lock and turned it slightly.

The door opened in response.

A weird scent suddenly poured into his nose, causing him to hold his breath involuntarily.

Probably the dream world has reserved a place for the devil, but it has not corrected some details: such as body odor. In order to cover up the taste of itself, the use of perfume in large quantities has become a last resort.

Roland thoroughly searched the room in two minutes, confirmed that no one had locked the door, then took out the hydraulic shears in the backpack and went straight to the utility room at the end of the walkway.

This iron gate is one of the few that is locked.

It turns out that although the things connected behind the door are inconspicuous, in the face of the reform of the physics sword, the door lock does not show any extraordinary. After a few seconds, the lock was broken into two pieces silently.

He swallowed and pushed away the heavy door leaf -

Then Roland was fascinated by the sights in front of him.

He seems to stand on a cliff that is bottomless. The top of the cliff is ring-shaped, and the length is less than ten kilometers. It is almost impossible to see the opposite. This peculiar terrain surrounds an extremely magnificent lake in the mountains, but the flowing water in the lake is not a spring, but a dazzling red mist!

The difference between the matte surface and the top is hundreds of meters. The probe looks down like a flash of red crystal, which is rich in shape. If it is not the occasional fog that rushes from the bottom and goes straight up the wind, forming a "fog column" standing on the sky, it is difficult for him to connect it with the dirty and dark "blood of blood".

When those are much thicker than the castle, and the color is brighter than the mist of the molten steel, Roland even has a kind of spectacular scene of standing on the surface of the sun and enjoying the sun shining. However, it does not emit a high temperature that is extremely hot and hard. As the height increases, the color of the mist will quickly dim, and finally spread into the air, forming a layer of red fog that covers the sky.

And this is not everything he saw.

Surrounded by circular cliffs, towering black stone buildings are everywhere - most of them are tower-shaped, only different in details. As the sun is covered by red fog, the whole world is very dark. Only when there are many spews at the bottom of the red mist lake, these black towers will faintly reflect a glimmer of light.

It is like a densely carved stone forest.