After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Although it is called a studio, it is more like a place like an alchemy workshop.

Narrow, cramped, crowded.

The old huge wooden table is full of ancient scrolls, and the four walls are embedded with bookshelves as high as the ceiling. The dark book spines are soaked in shadows, and the air is filled with the smell of old books.

The young man sat at the table cautiously, his black eyelashes drooping, and his eyes fixed on a small area in front of him.

"take it easy."

Mu Heng lowered his eyes and looked over, and comforted him in a deep voice: "You only need to translate, don't worry about making mistakes."

Shi An: "...Okay, okay."

He took a deep breath slowly, forcing himself to gather himself.

It's okay, hold on!

Shi An recalled the content of the first book he had read earlier. The last part of the previous book had already written the part of summoning dragons, and the next book should be able to see the key points immediately!

It doesn't matter if you don't get to the point right away, anyway, the whole book is in front of him, isn't that just flipping through it casually!

—Then he might soon find a way to restore his strength.

As for the translation...he just followed behind and touched the fish.

Anyway, I am an ordinary human freshman now, so I guess the headmaster doesn't have high hopes for him... right?

Shi An felt that his mentality was finally more stable.

This is, the old principal Pei came out of the studio, holding a stack of papers between his withered fingers, and tremblingly came to the desk.

He divided the paper in his hand into three stacks, one of which was placed in front of Shi An.

Shi An: "...Huh?"

He blinked, reached out and pinched the stack of papers in front of him, and asked slowly: "Then, where is the original book?"

The old principal Pei looked at the young man in front of him kindly, and explained: "The original book is really too precious, so generally speaking, our translation is done against the transcribed version, but don't worry, it is my assistant who is in charge of transcribing it. , guaranteed to be 100% restored.”

Shi An: "..."

Is this what I'm worried about! ! !

He took a deep breath again, and looked down at the transcribed text in his hand with the last glimmer of hope.

What if, what if?

What if what is recorded here is exactly what you need? !

Shi An's eyes fell on the paper, scanning ten lines at a glance.

chap——

His fingers tightened suddenly, scratching a few creases on the paper.

The old principal Pei took out his glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose, examining the transcript in front of him in the dim light: "Well... this should be the ancient human lingua franca, but there are differences in grammar. Less variants, we have to push forward the writing time of the book we estimated earlier, and if I read correctly, it should also use a lot of dragon language, which is very complicated."

He straightened his glasses with his fingers, his gray eyes narrowed behind the lenses, and he roughly scanned the text in front of him.

"Although I haven't translated it word by word, but...according to my experience, this part should be an explanation of the living habits of dragons."

Mu Heng raised his eyes and replied calmly: "As expected of you."

The old principal Pei put down the text, looked at the indifferent silver-haired man in front of him through the deep and old gray through the lens, and said slowly: "Although I am old and old now, I am sorry for the abnormality that occurred during the actual combat test that day. I've heard it too...Of course I won't ask you to verify the veracity of the rumors, but since you've come to ask me for help now, I'm afraid you have no intention of hiding it, right?"

Mu Heng: "You are right."

He concealed the information that should not be disclosed, and gave a brief explanation of the current situation to Old Principal Pei.

Given Mu Heng's desire to monopolize the dragon, he himself is unwilling to take the initiative to share this information.

However, the brief contact with the mercenary group last time sent him a very bad message.

——In addition to him, there are more forces coveting the existence of dragons.

That being the case, he can only put aside his paranoia, mobilize all resources and forces, and use all methods, even extreme methods, just to find the dragon first.

After listening to Mu Heng's description, Old Principal Pei fell into deep thought.

He weighed his words carefully, and said slowly: "After thousands of years, phantasmagoria appeared on the mainland again... This matter is indeed very important. Even if I am as old as me, I can't stay out of it. Sir, if you need my help , just open your mouth anytime.”

Mu Heng nodded: "Thank you very much."

"So, do you think that the key to the whole matter should be in this book left by your ancestors?"

"Perhaps." Mu Heng said.

Old Principal Pei thought for a few seconds, then picked up the manuscript in hand, and said, "Then... do we need to skip this part? Maybe what we need to find is a spell or something more practical—"

Mu Heng thought for a while and replied, "No need."

Old Principal Pei: "Oh?"

Mu Heng: "Since my ancestors chose to record this information, it must not be completely useless. Even the most subtle and easily overlooked details may become key clues. This is what I came to The reason for asking for your help."

After all, the fine translation of the whole article requires too much work.

Old Principal Pei pondered for a while, then nodded: "Yes, you are right."

At this time, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to look at Shi An: "Speaking of which, he is..."

Mu Heng nodded: "Yes."

Old Principal Pei showed a dazed expression.

No wonder.

Whether it's Shi An's talent for ancient languages, or Mu Heng's unconcealed so important information in front of him, it all seems to make sense.

Old Principal Pei carefully looked at the boy not far away.

He has been silent since just now, buried his head low behind a few thin pages, his soft hair hanging down, covering most of his fair face, and seems to have been translating seriously.

What a good boy.

Old Principal Pei's expression was a little soft, and he lowered his voice and asked kindly: "How are you doing, child? How are you doing?"

Shi An was slightly startled, and looked up at Old Principal Pei with a pretended calmness on his face:

"No, no progress."

What a humble child.

Old Principal Pei's eyes became more kind, and he said, "Hey, your talent is already one in a million, so don't be unconfident in yourself."

He encouraged: "Come on, try it, translate the first paragraph and read it to us, young people, don't worry about trial and error,"

Mu Heng nodded: "Indeed."

He lowered his silver eyelashes, his clear blue eyes stared at the restless young man in front of him, and said:

"If there are any mistakes, the seniors will correct you, don't be afraid of making mistakes."

Shi An: "..."

He turned his head to look at the expectant old Principal Pei, and then at Mu Heng who had an encouraging look in his eyes, and squeezed the piece of paper in his hand weakly and helplessly.

This this……

Shi An buried his head again, evasively set his eyes on the paper in his hand, and stammered:

"Dragon, dragon, dragon is a kind of..."

The young man's white and delicate ears were quickly congested with blood, and the whole face became red and hot. The blush spread from the cheeks to the neck, like some kind of overripe fruit, the skin would break with a light touch, and sweet juice would ooze out. The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally gradually became almost as thin as a gnat:

"Desolation, debauchery..."

Mu Heng's eyes darkened slightly.

The fingertips hanging by his side couldn't help but move, and he hardly resisted the urge to pinch.

Old Principal Pei obviously didn't think much about it.

He stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "Look, the translation is pretty good, don't need to be shy, just try a few more times in the future."

Shi An lifted the paper, covered his face, and let out a muffled "hmm".

Since Mu Heng and Old Principal Pei are both experts in this field, the work progressed very quickly. However, due to their dedication to work, they forgot the time as soon as they got busy. When they came out of the workshop, it was already dark.

The moon is very round and extremely bright.

The moonlight fell down and spread out on the ground, like pure white frost and snow, bright and dazzling.

With his head down, Shi An silently followed behind.

This afternoon, he has been seriously pretending to be a quail, but the "academic exchange" of the other two is still unstoppable to his ears, especially when discussing... such a strange content in such a serious tone , It's really too shameful ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !

After being tortured for a whole afternoon, Shi An felt as if his soul had gone out of his body.

He numbly followed behind Mu Heng, his long tail drooping listlessly, the whole dragon was like an eggplant beaten by frost, listless, like a walking dead.

Mu Heng stopped, turned to look at the young man behind him, and asked, "Your dormitory has access control, right?"

Shi An absently nodded.

Mu Heng looked down at his watch.

At this point, I'm afraid I can't go back.

He seemed to think of something, raised his eyes, and asked:

"By the way, how are you feeling this afternoon?"

Shi An was startled, and jumped back suddenly: "What, what?"

Mu Heng didn't seem to expect the other party's reaction to be so strong. He raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Translation."

"...Oh." Shi An breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Heng squinted his eyes and looked at him steadily.

Under the moonlight, the man's silver hair was as dazzling as a white flame, his brows were deep, and his deep blue pupils were hidden in the shadows, with a focused expression:

"What do you think it is?"

As Mu Heng asked this question, some bad content fragments got into his head uncontrollably.

Shi An stammered and said, "No, nothing."

Without warning, Mu Heng took a step in Shi An's direction.

With his long legs, the distance between the two immediately shortened.

Since just now, the impulse that has been forcibly suppressed has begun to rise and cause trouble.

It was like a dark undercurrent surging in his heart, bringing an unspeakable strange desire, forcing him to make actions that even he felt out of line.

Mu Heng raised his hand, pinched the young man's slender and white chin, and with a little force, forced him to look up towards him.

"Really?" he repeated in a deep and calm voice without any emotional fluctuations.

"It's nothing."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the rough leather gloves carelessly rubbed the boy's jaw, although the force was not strong, it still brought a faint red.

Mu Heng frowned slightly, and raised his final voice, as if he was really doubting from the bottom of his heart:

"Why do you blush so easily?"

He lowered his eyes, his unfathomable gaze landed on Shi An's face, his presence wandering and intruding.

It really makes me want to see more.

The author has something to say:

Of course you read the little Huangwen in public! ! !scare the child