Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 637 Missing Hairpin

Since finding ancient books from that bookstore, Professor Trevor has made a breakthrough in the translation of "Book of the Dead".

According to Professor Cui Fu's translation, Wang Yuechuan knew temporarily that this book that allows people to use magic is roughly divided into three different chapters.

Manipulate, curse, craft.

The other is the concept of "divinity" mentioned in the book.According to the description in "Book of the Dead", all applications are based on the application of "divine scriptures"—that is, to read the "divine scriptures" with the correct pronunciation, and to construct a magical system through the function of the word spirit. The whole process begins, progresses and ends.

The "Book of the Dead" doesn't really introduce too many tutorials about a magic...just the most basic explanation.Of course, it doesn't mean that there is no such thing at all - for example, there is a tutorial for the magic that Wang Yuechuan has been trying before but has always failed.

Later I learned that this is the only tutorial in the "Making" chapter.

Yes, the only one.

"Book of the Dead" is such a book, it shows you the existence of "divine writing", and at the same time, it focuses more on the use of this "divine writing", and then it is filled with a large number of writings of this "Dead Man". The private life of the person in "The Book of Books"... the perception of each other.

"To put it simply, it is to show you a formula, and then you use this formula to solve various problems."

This is Wang Yuechuan's immediate conclusion after his lengthy explanation to Professor Cui Fu, for which Professor Cui Fu is still very dissatisfied—but Wang Yuechuan doesn't care about Professor Cui Fu's words.

Because with the correct pronunciation of "Divinity", he has indeed completed the only visual example magic recorded in the production chapter that has been failing before.

It was a wonderful and uncanny touch—from his own eyes.He could see the little puppet completed by himself, which was made of ordinary crystal powder and so on, standing on the coffee table in front of him. The appearance of myself on the sofa.

Of course, from the point of view of the puppet, the clarity is somewhat unsatisfactory, just like myopia.On the one hand, it is because his production techniques are not perfect at first glance, and on the other hand, it is because of the low quality of the production materials.

Moreover, it is necessary to learn how to manipulate the contents of the chapter, so that this puppet, which is only the size of a palm, can be truly activated...

Wang Yuechuan is now basically certain in his mind that the dead Cao Yu must exist as the mastermind behind the several vicious serial murder cases he has cracked in the past—the ability obtained through the "Book of the Dead" , It seems that it is not difficult for him to do it under the surveillance camera, as if entering no one's land.

Those black crystal pendants worn by the prisoners... I'm afraid they were also the materials that Cao Yu wanted to obtain in the first place, right?Wang Yuechuan remembered that when he was in contact with those murderers, once they lost the crystal, the prisoners became emotional and couldn't control themselves.

But is this crystal natural or man-made?

While thinking to himself, Professor Trevor walked out of his own room.Seeing him put on his coat, Wang Yuechuan subconsciously frowned and asked, "Professor, where are you going?"

Professor Cui Fu shook his head and sighed: "I encountered a problem in translation, I want to go out for a walk, relax and adjust, maybe I can get some inspiration."

Wang Yuechuan nodded, and didn't doubt this point... Even if he solved the case himself, if he encountered a problem that he couldn't overcome, he would plan to relax himself.

"It's okay to go out, but..."

"Oh, yes... I know." Professor Cui Fu nodded, with a face of reluctance, he took out the "Book of the Dead" from his clothes and handed it to Wang Yuechuan.

Wang Yuechuan said calmly at this time: "I understand the mood of your translators. But I don't want to miss anything in this book, so I also hope that you, Professor, can understand me."

Professor Trevor shrugged and said casually: "I guess I'll be back late at night, I want to drink some wine."

Wang Yuechuan agreed, and Professor Cui Fu went out directly.Wang Yuechuan sat back to the original place again, and pressed his palm on the cover of the "Book of the Dead".

Undoubtedly, he doesn't have the knowledge to translate the Book of the Dead, but it doesn't prevent him from being able to feel that when using magic, holding the "Book of the Dead" can bring a higher success rate, and also Not so tiring at this point.

It may not be as simple as a tutorial, it may even be one of the materials for using magic... Wang Yuechuan believes that Professor Trevor, who is the translator, will realize this earlier than himself.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Yuechuan took the "Book of the Dead" and quietly called the door of Professor Cui Fu's room. He found the ancient book he bought from the bookstore, and the translation that the professor casually wrote in his notebook. train of thought.

Since there is no relevant knowledge in this area...then learn it, and it counts as much as you learn.

Wang Yuechuan is not a person who likes to rely on others, and he is even more unwilling to cede more control to the other party.

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Just left Wang Yuechuan's residence, when he was downstairs, Professor Cui Fu looked up and narrowed his eyes.

As a person who can translate the "Book of the Dead", Professor Trevor also has his own plans-for this translator, after translating the "Book of the Dead", he found that this magic book is too unsuitable for the elderly. friendly.

Even if he had mastered the pronunciation of "Shenwen" earlier, he would not be able to independently complete the magic that Wang Yuechuan had already completed—often he failed at the last moment, even with the "Book of the Dead" in hand.

Physical strength, spirit, will, and even life force, etc., seem to be one of the factors driving the use of magic... They are collectively called magic power.

"Wang...you are really cautious like a dormant poisonous snake." Professor Trevor suddenly sneered, "Manipulation, curse, production...but there is a fourth chapter, I didn't tell you."

The fourth chapter - the soul.

It is not difficult for Professor Cui Fu to imagine that Wang Yuechuan will not always rely on it to interpret the "Book of the Dead"... The power introduced in the book is really subversive.

Facing the temptation of this kind of power, Professor Cui Fu did not think that Wang Yuechuan could resist...no one could resist.

"Just study my notes carefully..."

The professor called a taxi at this moment, and then went to a clearing bar, drinking quietly in a dark corner alone - the translation can be done anywhere, and the information in the book has already been entered into the computer equipment.

Compared with living with Wang Yuechuan and often worrying about this poisonous snake, this place can make Professor Cui Fu's thinking clearer.

"The soul can be immortal, or even live forever... as long as it can find a new body..." The professor muttered to himself, watching the tablet computer in his hand start to become demonic.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.The professor frowned, but glanced at the name on the caller ID, and finally adjusted his mentality.

"Hello, Tom." Professor Trevor called out the name of the other party indifferently-this is a friend of his and a lawyer.

"Trev, I've done everything you asked me to do, and I just need the final confirmation." Tom said quickly: "But old friend, do you really want to do this? Your wife and son, They are all very opposed to your approach. They said that if you insist on going your own way, they may go to court to sue you!"

"These properties are all my own. I can do whatever I like without worrying about them." Trevor said in a deep voice.

"Okay then... the properties under your name, deposits, and all insurances, etc., I will give you all the loans I can find... According to what you said, I just look for private loans, regardless of the interest rate , as long as the maximum amount is about 570 million Australian dollars."

"Understood." After Professor Trevor and Tom briefly said a few words, they immediately hung up the long-distance call.

Not long after, there was another call with a different name—this one from another banking experience Trevor knew.

"Hello, Professor Trevor, we have approved the mortgage you made..."

Then came the call from the publisher, "Professor, are you sure you want us to buy out all your copyrights permanently?"

Calls one after another... In the shortest possible time, this professor with status has turned into an economic fraudster.

Finally, Trevor made a phone call and said slowly: "Mr. Liu, I think we can talk about the black diamond you have in hand."

"Okay, when?"

"How about in three days?"

"Three days? I have a lot of buyers on hand, I'm afraid I can't wait for you?"

"Mr. Liu, I believe that my price will definitely satisfy you, and no one else will pay more than me."

"Two days, only two days!"

"It's a word."

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club.

"...On the second floor above, except for the master and my room, you can enter as you like. There is another room on the second floor that is currently working at this time, so don't bother if you don't want to be disturbed." Explain some things, "In addition, the negative floor is the inventory and the owner's study room, and you cannot enter without the owner's permission."

Dazhe nodded, and silently wrote down the rules here—actually, there are not many, except for the one that cannot betray the boss, they seem to be very loose, and the black soul messenger has a considerable degree of freedom.

"What about the second floor?" Dazhe asked curiously.

You Ye said seriously: "On the second floor, only the owner can enter. Any messenger, including me, will be in danger as long as they get close. Remember."

"Clear." Da Zhe still nodded, and suddenly asked: "Then do I still have to say hello to other black soul envoys?"

When he said this, the maid had already led Da Zhe around, and then came to the kitchen.

At this time, the maid was placing foods that Dazhe couldn't even name on the exquisite birdcage plate, and none of them looked like works of art.

"No. 18 is carrying out the mission of the master, and I'm afraid I won't be back in a short time. As for No. 1, because of the degree of freedom, maybe you can see it tomorrow, maybe a long time later." You Ye said indifferently: "As for Taiyinzi upstairs , Now that you don’t want to leave, maybe you can try to call him. In addition, these black soul messengers such as No. 666 and No. 666 are on vacation... By the way, No. [-] should be coming to the end of vacation soon. If you have a chance, come back Let's get to know each other."

"Number 666?" Dazhe was taken aback. On the one hand, he was surprised that the black soul envoy could reach the number 666, and on the other hand, he also complained about the number 666-Chinese people have a very deep friendship with 666.

You Ye picked up the tray with the meals and teapots on it, and said with a slight smile: "This number seems to have an interesting meaning here. But in the West, it has a different meaning...Of course, this also has a different meaning. It’s just an artificial definition, you don’t need to pay too much attention to it.”

Dazhe nodded, and then said, "Well, shall I help you?"

"No, I'll do the work of serving the master." You Ye said indifferently: "Don't imitate the mind of the one upstairs."

Da Zhe looked at You Ye's back, rubbed his chin, wondering what he was thinking.But he didn't pause for long, and immediately chased him out.

When he passed a mirror decoration in the corridor, Dazhe glanced subconsciously—after becoming the messenger of the black soul, he returned to his youthful appearance again.

……

"Have you already introduced them all?"

"Well, I understand everything." The maid put down a cup of hot tea in front of the boss, "The master went out and brought back a new black soul messenger... and he is still able to use Zhanlu. Since the century After the death of the envoy who used Zhanlu in the previous crusade, it has been unable to find a suitable user. Is the master doing this for preparation? For Penglai..."

Luo Qiu just smiled and didn't answer.

He suddenly opened his palm, and a little fluorescent light floated out from his palm.

The fluorescent light rose gradually and came before You Ye's eyes. The fluorescent light and her blue eyes intersected each other, and the maid subconsciously said: "What a beautiful yearning."

"That's right." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "But it would be a pity if it was used as a sacrifice."

"But the altar should like it very much." You Ye smiled and said.

Boss Luo also had a cluster of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the other palm at this moment—they were delicate and fragrant, as if they were freshly picked.

You Ye blinked.

Then I saw these sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms began to spread out in the hands of their master, and then gradually turned into a mercury-like color. Sections of small silver sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus flowers began to be arranged, and finally a small and exquisite hairpin was made.

At this time, the floating fluorescent light was gradually integrated into the hairpin, giving it a touch of light color.

Luo Qiu took the newly made hair clip in the palm of his hand, and pinned it on You Ye's long hair, before softly saying, "Then, will you like it?"

"favourite."

Please, please, always, always, forever and ever, be my master... is that ok?

(End of this chapter)