Silent Crown Chapter 224: 2 The right to harm…

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In the early morning of the next day, Ye Qingxuan woke up from an obscure dream, feeling that he was drenched with cold sweat.

Without the awakeness of the past, his brain is full of drowsiness. He can't remember what he dreamed of, but he only remembered a dark, obscure, turbulent, and full of hoarse whispers and low talk.

The memory of the nightmare seemed to be rapidly diluted, dissipated, and disappeared without a trace. Soon he couldn't even say what he had dreamed of.

He sighed, and picked up the weird piece of stone from the bedside: He tried to use interpretation to communicate with this fragment last night, trying to interpret the weird text on it, but found nothing. I don't know when, I fell asleep.

Then toss and turn in the dream, struggling endlessly.

Now it seems that this piece of stone is full of weirdness. In the gleam of the morning, the cuneiform writing on the stone flickered with a dark green gleam, like a poison from ancient times to the present, making people feel hairy.

"What kind of weird thing is this?"

Ye Qingxuan didn't know why he wanted to bring this thing back to try last night, perhaps on impulse. But perhaps, this thing really has some kind of attraction to him, making him want to join it involuntarily.

He sighed, put the stone pieces in his pocket, got up to wash, and tiptoed across the quiet living room, opening the door.

In the college at five o'clock, not many people have woken up yet, and there is silence.

Vaguely white mist enveloped the surroundings. In the silence, only wild cats were walking through the grass. When he noticed that he was passing by, he raised his green eyes.

For some reason, today's wild cat sticks to him extraordinarily, constantly running over, rubbing against him, making an intimate sound.

Being stuck by these furry little guys, Ye Qingxuan also felt a lot better, just like an illusion, when the wild cats were meowing. He always felt that the stone in his arms trembled slightly, but after taking it out, there was still no abnormality.

Ye Qingxuan sighed. It seems that if you don't sleep well, you will always have various illusions.

It's not that he wants to get up early. In fact, after so many things in these two days, he was so tired that he wanted to sleep for a whole day. But no matter what, he didn't want to stay in bed.

The sublimation ceremony is ready. Once all the materials are put into it, you can't wait too long.

Unless he is really willing to throw away the top prize. Otherwise, you must rush to the big library early to receive the ceremony.

It is reasonable to say that this is something to be happy about, but thinking about what the Ingmar group did and how to deal with it next, he was a little unhappy.

"The world that doesn't even let you sleep in does not even have the need to exist..."

Ye Qingxuan muttered to herself and couldn't help but want to sigh: It seems that he is really born to work hard, and he can't relax for a moment.

Just as he walked towards the large library with his head down, there was a familiar voice in front of him.

"Yo, good morning."

On the roadside bench, one of the leaders of the Academy of Change, James, who was defeated by Ye Qingxuan, made a sound.

He seemed to stay up all night without sleep. With two big dark circles under her eyes, she greeted weakly. Seeing Ye Qingxuan, his expression became a little unhappy.

"Uh, good morning."

Ye Qingxuan was a little surprised, I don't know why he appeared here. But James pushed a heavy suitcase at his feet:

"The teacher asked me to give you this."

"Mr. Yegor?"

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, looked at the suitcase full of things, and didn't understand what the coach who had never liked him very much wanted to give him.

"Inside are some materials collected in the Change Academy."

James sneezed and sniffed. This guy has been blown by the cold wind for too long in the morning and has caught a cold. The voice is also a little out of tune:

"Apocalypse academy has a great career, and the collection of materials is enough to fill several music history departments. With your poor collection of books, how can you sing the right stage with them?"

Ye Qingxuan opened the suitcase and saw that it was full of old local books. All are interpretation essays on Voynich manuscripts. There are many rare materials and textual research, as well as some brand-new manuscripts, which are simply bound together, and they are obviously copies made overnight.

I didn't expect the Change Academy to support him. Although it was just a box of books, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help being moved a little: "Thank you."

"Don't get me wrong. No one likes you in the Change Academy."

James gave a cold snort, then got up and left.

Without walking a few steps, this guy sneezed several times in a row, and even his nose came out. He was obviously holding back, and he was not ashamed in front of Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan's mouth twitched:

...how much face these guys love!

He sighed, lifted the box with some effort, and continued to walk towards the large library. He just didn't take a few steps before he was stopped by the black shadow that sprang out of the diagonal thorn.

It was a pitch-black shadow leopard, vigorous and large, almost half a person tall after squatting up. Looking at those eyes, Ye Qingxuan only felt that the roots of his neck were a little hairy.

"Yo, good school brother!"

Beside the Ocelot, summoning the female chief of the academy, Elsa looked at him with a look full of expectation: "Where is your dog? It is said to be very powerful. My Bier has heard about it. So happy.

It just so happens that you have been so popular lately, so why don't you find time to discuss it once? "

Speaking, she rubbed her hands in excitement, her eyes were full of excitement, like a wild beast seeing something funny, eager to try it!

Feeling the genuine fighting spirit and slight tingling pain, Ye Qingxuan took a step back and shook his head: "Sorry, I don't want to fight now."

"Tsk, boring!"

Elsa's expression suddenly became disappointed, and she threw the huge satchel in Ye Qingxuan's arms: "This is for you."

Throwing the satchel into his arms, Ye Qingxuan was almost smashed and staggered, feeling that he had started with a heavy load and barely caught it. Before he had time to ask a question, he saw Elsa walking away with the dark shadow leopard, only a faint voice came:

"Summon a batch of old books from the college to be disposed of. The teacher told me to throw them away. I am too lazy to go. Please help find a suitable dump."

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly, and said loudly, "Thank you."

In the distance. Elsa just waved her back to him and disappeared into the mist.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the satchel and the box in his hand, sighed, and carried them with great effort. Continue on the road, but did not walk a few steps, and saw a familiar figure.

"Karen?"

Seeing him, Karen showed a look of astonishment, and looked down at the small suitcase in his hand. I couldn't help but smile: "It seems that I was preempted by someone?"

Speaking, he handed the suitcase to Ye Qingxuan, "Recently, a batch of materials from the Royal School are very aging and need to be copied. And you just happen to look like a scribe..."

Ye Qingxuan opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Karen waved her hand: "Don't thank me. To be honest, I really want to kick you out of school.

Your white hair looks too harsh, can't you dye it? "

Ye Qingxuan shrugged, "I can't help this."

Karen shook his head and waved. Signaled that he could go.

But Ye Qingxuan still stood there, just looking at him: "Why help me?"

"To be honest, if I can, I really don't want to help you."

Karen sighed, "But when you think about it carefully, compared with the troublesome oriental nasty ghosts, liars who plagiarize other people's research and step on the dignity of musicians are more annoying."

He patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder, said nothing, turned and left.

In the same place, Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time. He picked up the bag, box and suitcase again and moved forward. This time he weighed a lot, these things are really heavy and heavy.

But for some reason, he felt that he was in a much better mood.

Can't help it. Smile.

In the Academy of Silent Land, he walked silently, and when many students passed by him, they would always stand in place, watching him gradually go away.

Until his figure gradually disappeared into the mist.

In the misty mist, there is a vaguely humming tune. Hoarse and long.

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It wasn't until the Jianlan Underground Palace that Ye Qingxuan put the pile of things in his hand at the entrance of the library, feeling that he was about to fall apart.

No way, since childhood, physical work has never been his area of ​​expertise, not to mention moving things, even running a few kilometers, he will feel unable to breathe.

Because of this, he has been despised by Bai Xi how many times.

In the empty library, there is a faint wind blowing, and there is a grunt of dissatisfaction in the wind.

"Let’s take this pile of things for me first, and I’ll take it out at night." The boy smiled embarrassedly at the air in front of him:

"Sorry, I haven't been here for so long. I will come to play marbles with you when I have time."

The cold snort in the wind seemed to be more satisfying. The invisible force pulled the boxes and satchels on the ground, moved them into the shadows, and disappeared.

"You came later than I expected."

After seeing him for a long time, Dominic, the goalkeeper, pointed to the stairs behind him: "The alchemist invited by the principal is already waiting impatiently. I hope you have a better excuse."

"Uh, sorry~IndoMTL.com~something went wrong on the road."

Ye Qingxuan smiled embarrassedly, and hurried up.

There seems to be a path waiting in the darkness. In the dimness, the stairs were faintly moving. After advancing for a long time, Ye Qingxuan's footsteps stopped in front of the old door.

He could feel his skin tighten as if it was overcharged. In his perception, behind the door there seemed to be a sea of ​​burning flames, and the blazing light almost completely crushed human perception.

It's like a huge vortex, with massive amounts of ether circulating in it, sleeping quietly. It fluctuates with the gentle melody, making faint ripples.

This is one of the huge sources of the entire Requiem enchantment, where the ‘compassion’ movement is recited.

——The ** of Sleeping.

Behind the door, in the brilliant silver light, the blond teenager sitting cross-legged smiled at Ye Qingxuan in amazement:

"Yo, kid, you kept me waiting for a long time." (To be continued.)