Transcendent Dawn

yawn……

Owen, who had deep bags under his eyes, yawned: You know...my daily life is very boring, and I don't like to go out, and I'm not interested in hunting and reception salons...

No, I do not know.

Sulu replied calmly.

Okay...Actually, I want to say... Owen seemed a little embarrassed: I like reading, and I have a little research on ancient texts... and after the death of Old Madd, the former tenant of your apartment, I Among his relics, some very interesting texts were found... Don't get me wrong, I didn't embezzle any tenant's property, I just copied a copy, and all the relics were handed over to the police station...

Some of the descriptions above, as well as the mystery involved, are very interesting...so I...I tried it...

Owen said: Recently... I found that I was having nightmares every night, and it was the same nightmare, which made my sleep quality plummet...

‘Old Made is actually a mystic? But... Judging from the fact that the other party planted the garden full of wormwood, this is not impossible...'

Sulu touched his chin.

As for Owen, why didn't he find the Church of the Goddess of Light and Bureau Eleven? This is easy to understand.

After all, it is not a pleasant thing to obtain the property of a dead tenant, even if it is just a copy of some content.

What's more... This Owen is a bit like a child. When he got into trouble, the first thing he thought about was how to hide it, or solve it by himself...

'Besides...if it's just a nightmare, the eleventh round may not accept it. '

Sulu crossed his hands and fingers, already understood the cause and effect, and said to the expectant Owen: I need to read the manuscript you mentioned...and, please describe your dream carefully!

no problem!

Owen hands over some notebooks.

Sulu opened it and found that the records above were very confusing.

Some are common Hebrew, ancient Hebrew, even a few lines of Gulam, and some symbols that are completely incomprehensible.

This... grammar is too confusing...

He frowned.

If ancient Hebrew is the common language of the mystical world, then Gulam, known as the oldest language, is very rare, and this language seems to be deeply involved in the spiritual world and the ancient snake society.

I also find it strange...but it's not a problem with my copying. I checked them repeatedly, and they are exactly the same as the original.

Owen replied with a sigh.

Then...please go ahead and describe your nightmare...

Su Lu flipped through it quickly, knowing the bottom line.

Although there is some common sense of mysticism in this, there are more fallacies.

Old Made is not so much a professional as he is an avid fan of mysticism, or he has half a foot in the gate of the extraordinary.

Because this knowledge is too fragmentary... It should be the content he has been continuously acquiring and summarizing throughout his life... It's a pity, if it's not because of his health and he is too old, he may have the hope of becoming a truly extraordinary person and mastering mysterious power...

The only surprising thing is that he was able to access part of the content of Gulam, which is most likely related to evil existence such as demons...

Sulu maintained a listening posture,

Thinking silently in his heart, Owen's description kept coming to his ears at the same time:

I... I only saw some sporadic fragments...

It's a square ancient well, right in my garden...

I was wearing a retro costume, and I fell headlong into it amidst the music...

Lonely, cold, hugging me with death...

After that, I woke up...but this dream lasted for a long time...

...

Owen's face was a little confused, as if he was talking in his sleep.

Sulu's inspiration was released, and no resentful spirits were found in the villa, and Owen was also very clean.

He thought for a while, and said: Maybe... this is just a dream, which represents some enlightenment... You fell into a dry well, accompanied by loneliness and cold, which means that you will fall into some trouble in the future, and you need courage to face it... ...

Of course, this may also be a ritual that allows you to connect with the mind of an unknown existence and be watched by him, commonly known as the Great Death.

Sulu added something in his mind, and asked, So...is there an ancient well in your garden?

No! There has never been such a thing in my garden, we can go and see!

Owen got up and led Sulu across the living room.

Here... you live alone?

Looking at the empty villa, Sulu asked curiously.

Yes, my father likes to live in the city center, and has some relatives, but they seem to be... afraid of me! No... maybe not afraid, but how do you say it? Too much respect? It's very uncomfortable... ...

Owen answered casually.

Wow!

In the hallway, Harlock ran excitedly up and down, barking at a row of oil paintings.

These... are all the ancestors of our Dogwell family. The Dogwell family lived on this land before the city of Rory was built. It is said that the ancestors also participated in the construction of the city...

Owen introduced with a little pride.

This is my great-grandfather, Johnny Dougwell, who once served as a city councilor and promoted the construction of the landmark lighthouse...

The one on the side is my great-great-grandfather, Ernest Dougwell! A great writer, you may have seen his works...

The ones on the far left are Big Owen and Little Owen. They participated in the construction of Raleigh City...

...

While speaking, Owen took Sulu to the garden behind the villa.

This is a large flower garden, full of common flowers such as roses, tulips, lilies, etc., and a gardener is hired to take care of it.

On the edge of the flowerbed, there are some cherry tomatoes.

Owen said with some regret: I planted these with my own hands. If you come in June and July, you can taste their taste.

There will always be opportunities in the future.

Sulu responded with a smile, and checked the entire garden, including the gardener, gardener, and maid.

The final conclusion is... all clean!

Please rest assured, having nightmares is not a big deal... I need to go back and read the relevant materials. Can I take these transcripts back and study them together?

Sulu asked.

Whatever...I don't really want to see them anymore. I'll ask Kim Dum to take you back...Sorry...I'm not in good shape, so I won't invite you to lunch.

Owen waved his hand.

Sulu held the copy, bowed slightly, and took Harlock away.

At the gate of the villa, Jindem was already waiting beside the carriage.

Sulu nodded, got into the carriage, and glanced at Harlock who got in.

The other party shook his dog's face innocently, indicating that he hadn't gained anything.

This situation made Sulu's heart sink.