Chapter 35 The Book of Records of the Past Life and the Traces of the Fire Giant Surtur

Author: Yuluo Evening Bell

Chapter 35 The Book of Records of the Past Life: The Traces of the Fire Giant Surtur

"Very good, I knew you wouldn't refuse." Fast nodded with satisfaction and put the extinguished cigarette into the ashtray.

"Then when are we going to topple the pyramid?" Xia Mingwei asked.

"Don't worry," Fast said slowly, "According to our judgment, at least a fifth-level dreamer can open the inverted pyramid. Otherwise, you will probably end up like that French old man, dying of mental exhaustion."

"I understand, then I will reach the fifth level as soon as possible." Xia Mingwei took a deep breath.

"Yes, you just need to concentrate on your practice." Fast lifted up the coffee cup, poured the freshly brewed hot water into the cup, then took out the coffee powder from the jar and sprinkled it into it.

"If you need to study my sequence, I will try my best to cooperate."

"There will be a lot of time in the future." Fast stirred the coffee with a spoon, "More than this, we are more curious...why you, only nine years old, were able to survive Surtur's sword."

"What do you mean..." Xia Mingwei's face changed slightly. He had really thought about why he was the only one in the village at that time to survive the attack of the flame giant.

"Yes, maybe you have awakened to the dreamer sequence when you were nine years old," Fast tapped the edge of the coffee cup with a spoon and wiped away the brown water stains, "and at that time, you used this to compete with Su

Ertel.”

"But even so..." Xia Mingwei said hesitantly, "I have no impression of this matter at all."

"No matter what," Fast took a sip of coffee, "This is the biggest mystery about you, and it is also something we will try to find out from you in the follow-up time."

Japan, Tokyo, church.

"Robert, how long are you going to sleep?"

Xia Mingwei opened his eyes and found himself lying on the dome of the church. The cold sunshine at noon was shining on his cheeks, and the snowflakes streaked across his cheeks, giving him a hint of coldness.

He slowly sat up, holding on to his painful parietal bones, and reached into the pocket of his coat, where he still placed the two rough stones.

He raised his head and looked forward.

The sky is dim blue, and a tram is passing by with a clang on the track in the distance. There are many crows in Japan. These dark birds fold their wings and stay on the telephone poles near the church. From time to time, they turn their crimson eyes

He turned towards Xia Mingwei, opened his beak and made a hoarse cry.

Outside the church fence, high-rise buildings in Shinjuku district use huge LED screens to display advertisements. The neon lights during the day are much dimmer than at night.

Lower your head and look down.

Qingzhu Lin was sitting on the window sill of the attic reading a book.

She put on a black dress, her cold little face looked focused, as if she had been watching here for a long time, but she did not disturb Xia Mingwei who was sleeping on the roof of the church.

In terms of standard aesthetics, Qingzhu Rin's appearance is impeccable. In Japan, where marketing methods are almost perverted, it is not an exaggeration to say that she may be called a beautiful girl seen once in a thousand years, but Xia Mingwei knows that this beautiful girl can appear at any time.

It is possible for them to turn into a giant beast with eight heads and eight tails, and overturn the entire city of Tokyo.

"What time is it?" Xia Mingwei asked.

"One o'clock in the afternoon." Qing Zhulin turned the page of the book, "The church is on holiday today, so you escaped."

"Why did I fall asleep on the roof of the church last night?" Xia Mingwei held his parietal bone.

"How long do you want to stay up there?" Qing Zhulin closed the book, "Come down, I will take you to a place." After saying that, she got up from the window sill and returned to the attic.

"Where to go?" Xia Mingwei dropped from the roof to the window sill, bent down and walked into the cramped attic, and walked to the second floor of the church with Qing Zhulin.

"Secret." Qing Zhulin walked briskly and Xia Mingwei shrugged. He had only been here for two days and was already very familiar with this little witch's weird character.

Soon they arrived at the library on the second floor of the church. Qing Zhulin walked through the bookshelf on the left, tapped the books passing by with her white fingers, and then stopped in front of the fifth bookshelf.

"What do you want to do?" Xia Mingwei asked.

Qingzhu Lin did not respond and took out the fifth book from the fifth bookshelf. The book was taken out, revealing a wall with a tiny pattern carved on it.

She reached out and touched the array, which suddenly glowed with brilliance. Immediately, the entrance to a dark room suddenly opened on the wall in a corner of the library.

Xia Mingwei raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the darkroom. The configuration inside was not much different from that of the library. You could see that there were also many books stored there.

"Follow me, Robot, here are some things left by Anubis." Qingzhu Lin put his hands behind his back and passed by him.

"The information left by Anubis..." Xia Mingwei was startled for a moment, then moved towards the darkroom.

"Yes, for example, in the written records of the past life meetings that were opened before, you can see what those myth carriers were discussing quietly."

Xia Mingwei walked into the darkroom. The torch in the recessed wall swayed with dim light, making his face pale. Looking around, the darkroom was densely packed with books.

Qingzhu Lin stopped at one of the rows of books. The covers of the five books on the shelf in front were made of bronze and engraved with countless tiny patterns: blue dragon, red dragon, divine bird, god, giant, etc...

…

"What are these?" Xia Mingwei asked slowly.

"Anubis destroyed some of the records of the past life, but these five are still left." Qingzhu Lin picked up one of them.

"These patterns on the cover represent the mythical carriers who participated in that past life meeting, right?" Xia Mingwei asked, staring intently at the book with the flaming giant engraved on it.

"Yes," Qing Zhulin picked up one of the books and lowered his eyes at the cover. "For example, this book records that the people who participated in this afterlife meeting were the sea god Poseidon, Zeus, the sun god Ra, and Anubis.

Own."

"Then who is this giant with fire burning on his body?" Xia Mingwei said, reaching out with a slightly trembling hand, and picked up the only record of the past life with the "Fire Giant" pattern engraved on the cover.

Qingzhu Lin read out a name without even looking at it:

"Fire Giant Surtur."

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