bayedsolid Chapter 905 Light
Chapter 905 Light
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tried to take the booklet. Lin You subconsciously shrank back and held the booklet in front of his chest. He had a strong curiosity about this mysterious thing, and his intuition told him that this booklet was not simple. "I am very interested in this mysterious thing, can you sell it to me?" He asked with a hint of determination in his tone. The old man frowned slightly, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he finally sighed and said, "Since you like it, take it, but this thing may cause some trouble, you have to be careful." After that, he turned and walked to the counter and began to check out the other books that Lin You had chosen. Lin You paid the money, carefully put the booklet into his backpack, and picked a few other books in the store. Before leaving, he thanked the old man again, but found that the old man was standing at the door of the store, looking at his back, his eyes full of worry, as if he was worried about what was about to happen. Walking out of the bookstore, the sun shone on him again, but Lin You felt a chill on his back. He subconsciously touched his backpack, and the "Spell Book" seemed to have a scalding temperature, which was transmitted to his skin through the cloth. He didn't know that this accidental encounter would completely change his life and involve him in a world of spells full of mystery and danger.
When he returned to the hotel, dusk had quietly climbed up the window lattice. Lin You didn't bother to tidy up his sweat-soaked shirt. He carefully took out the "Spell Account Book" from his backpack and spread it flat on the wooden table. The dim light of the desk lamp enveloped the account book, and the four dark red characters became more and more weird under the light, as if they would ooze blood at any time. He took out a magnifying glass and a notebook from his suitcase and began to study the strange symbols page by page. As a graduate student majoring in ancient book restoration, Lin You has done some research on various ancient characters and symbols, but the symbols in front of him are completely beyond his cognitive scope. Their strokes are twisted like vines blown away by the wind, and some symbols have a faint glow on the edges, as if they were written with some special ink. Lin You tried to find clues from the historical and cultural knowledge he had learned. He consulted a lot of information on the evolution of ancient Japanese characters, from oracle bone inscriptions, bronze inscriptions to the Manyogana of the Nara period, and then to the hiragana and katakana of the Heian period, but did not find any similar traces. He tried to start with the ancient mysterious culture of China, studying Taoist spells, Buddhist Sanskrit, and even Mayan characters, but still found nothing. Time passed by, and the sky outside the window became darker and darker, but Lin You was unaware. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes were fixed on the symbols on the account book, as if he wanted to see through them. Those symbols seemed to have life, constantly jumping and spinning in front of his eyes, forming a series of dizzying patterns. Lin You only felt a strong headache coming, and he had to put down the magnifying glass and rub his sore temples. Unknowingly, the night was deep. Lin You slumped in the chair tiredly, looking at the mysterious account book on the table, his heart was full of frustration. But as a scholar, his curiosity and thirst for knowledge made him unable to give up easily. He decided to take a rest first and try his luck in the library of Kyoto University tomorrow. He put the account book next to his pillow, drew the curtains, lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep. However, what awaited him was not a peaceful dream, but a weird nightmare. Lin You found himself in a dark and damp space, surrounded by thick fog and extremely low visibility. The ground under his feet was sticky, and every step he took was like stepping into a swamp. In the distance, there were bursts of low sobbing, as if countless wronged souls were crying, which made people shudder. Suddenly, a vague figure appeared in the fog. Lin You stopped vigilantly, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. As the figure gradually approached, he saw clearly that it was a man in a black robe. The face of the man in the black robe was hidden under the wide hood, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with strange light. He was holding a huge book in his hand. The cover of the book was as black as ink, and some symbols similar to those on the "Spell Account Book" were faintly emerging on it. The man in the black robe slowly raised his head, his pale face was as pale as paper without a trace of blood, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand towards Lin You, his dry fingers were like chicken claws, and his nails were long and sharp, as if they would pierce Lin You's body at any time. Lin You wanted to run away, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch. The man in black robes approached step by step. With every step, the temperature around him dropped a few degrees. Lin You could feel the biting cold spreading from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and his teeth began to tremble uncontrollably. The book in the black robe's hand became clearer and clearer. Lin You was horrified to find that the book was exactly the same as the "Spell Account Book" he bought during the day! "You shouldn't touch this account book. It will bring you endless disasters." The black robe said in a low and hoarse voice, as if the voice came from the depths of hell, with a creepy echo. Lin You wanted to open his mouth to refute, but found that he couldn't make any sound. The black robe's hand was getting closer and closer to him. Just when it was about to touch him, Lin You suddenly woke up from his dream. He was panting heavily, and his pajamas were soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle. He reached out his hand to touch the account book beside the pillow with a trembling hand. It was cold to the touch, as if the chill of the black-robed man was still lingering. A strong fear surged in Lin You's heart, but at the same time, his curiosity about this mysterious account book became stronger and stronger. He knew that he could no longer get rid of this mystery, and he could only continue to explore in depth to find the truth. The next morning, Lin You didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he hurried to the library of Kyoto University. This library has a long history and a rich collection of books, especially in the study of ancient books and historical culture, it has a unique advantage. Lin You hopes to find clues about those strange symbols here. The library was so quiet that only the rustling sound of turning books and people's slight breathing could be heard. Lin You went straight to the ancient book area, shuttled back and forth between the bookshelves, and his eyes eagerly scanned the titles of each book. He asked the library administrator if there were any literature on ancient spells or mysterious symbols. After thinking for a moment, the administrator pointed him in the direction of a bookshelf. Lin You was overjoyed and immediately came to the bookshelf. There were all kinds of heavy books on it, some of which had worn covers and yellowed and brittle pages. He carefully took down one book after another and read through them carefully. Time passed unnoticed, and Lin You was immersed in the ocean of books, forgetting his hunger and fatigue.