Grave Robber: System, you want me to learn magic?

During the day, Third Uncle was busy with business, and from time to time old acquaintances would come to him, or acquaintances would bring strangers to him, so naturally he didn't care about Qi Yan, who couldn't help anything, and Wu Xie, who was only helpful.

Wu Xie was hooked by the third uncle's hook, and didn't want to come here without gaining anything, so she could only drink tea with her head covered, run to the toilet, and drink tea... This prostate seems to be very healthy.

Qi Yan is very used to this, after all, the third uncle has been living like this for the past few months.

He just took out "Standard Spells, Elementary" from the space schoolbag, recited it silently, waving his hands from time to time like cramps.

This made Wu Xie curious.

He stretched his neck and looked carefully, only to see that the book was composed of a string of messy letters spelled out, neither Chinese nor foreign, at first glance it looked like a heavenly book, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

No wonder the third uncle said that if he had a bit of a scholarly atmosphere, he could understand this book, and whoever saw this would not be able to praise someone else's child.

Ever since Qi Yan had magical powers, his five senses became more acute than ordinary people.

Sensing someone approaching, he immediately looked up, and saw a pair of eyes shining with "You are so amazing" on the silly face in front of him.

Originally, if it weren't for the possibility that this system might let him go home, Qi Yan really didn't want to get involved with the protagonist group.

After all, being the protagonist means trouble.

Especially in the world of tomb robbers, it means life and death.

But when Qi Yan saw the innocence at this moment, he suddenly felt that if the final result of such a person is not good, then God is too short-sighted.

Anyway, it will definitely be involved, so it is not a difficult decision to do everything possible to protect people you like and are related to the task, such as third uncle and third uncle's nephew.

He looked at the innocence who was a little helpless because of being caught, and suddenly smiled, not as polite as before, but with some sincerity.

"Want to see it? I can translate it for you."

As he spoke, he pushed the book toward innocence, "It may be a bit unconstrained to say it, but you can also listen to it as a story."

I don't know if it was the innocent and miraculous social bull-head syndrome that made him vaguely aware of the change in Qi Yan's mood, he smirked, got up from the seat opposite Qi Yan, and sat in the third uncle's seat.

"Tell me, I'll definitely believe it."

I hope you can really believe what you hear.

Qi Yan couldn't help explaining the whole book to Wu Xie with a sense of absurdity.

The whole innocent listened to it in a daze.

Believe me, this is too unscientific.

Believe it or not, if this is nonsense, there is really no flaw.

Is this the belief in the magical world of a school boy who has never experienced the beatings of society?

Just like men who step into society firmly believe that there is light in this world.

When I think about it this way, I suddenly feel that everything makes sense.

Wu Xie successfully brainwashed herself, and said to Qi Yan with amazement: "Great ideals, don't care what others think, believe in yourself, I support you, come on!"

It's impossible for Qi Yan to fix it now.

No, this is magic for you, what is a great ideal.

Just as he was about to ask, Third Uncle suddenly called Qi Yan and Wu Xie in from the house.

Qi Yan could only put the book back in his bag and memorize it, and entered the room with Wu Xie who was quietly waiting.

As soon as he entered, he saw Uncle San was looking at a photo with a magnifying glass. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he beckoned them to pass without looking up.

"Come on, kid, don't say I don't care about you this time, come and see, this time it's a really good thing. Qi Yan, you come too, I'll give you a lot of insight."

Qi Yan and Wu Xie looked at each other, walked around the table from left to right, stood next to the third uncle, and looked down at the photo with a maximum quality of 360p.

It was a piece of cloth.

It's unclear whether it's a painting or a word on the cloth. The handwriting is smooth, and Qi Yan can't understand it at all.

Wu Xie looked at it seriously. He picked up the photo and looked left and right against the light, and even looked upside down. After a long time, he asked, "Third Uncle, what is this?"

The third uncle took the photo and said angrily, "You can't understand why you've been fooling around all day. There's also a small market on Hefang Street. No wonder the business is so bad. This is a map!"

"These monks who became monks on the way are really lucky. Why can't I come across these good things when I go down. Come on, today Uncle San will give you a small midnight class. Listen carefully, and recite next time."

"This thing looks like a word, but it is actually a kind of Tibetan painting pattern in ancient times, that is, the geographical location of a place is written down with a special grammar. It seems that the number of words is not many, but in fact it contains a lot of information. Also It is equivalent to some picture ciphers currently used, which can only be decrypted with a cipherbook, otherwise it is difficult to see the secrets inside."

"Well, let me see what's on it."

Wu Xie pursed her lips and replied: "Third Uncle, are you fooling me again? Second Uncle said it all, you are just messing around, half-baked, just use these to hang me."

"Go, go, what do you know. Don't disturb me, just be quiet like Kid Qi."

As he spoke, he continued to look down at the map, not knowing what he was muttering to himself.

Wu Xie looked at Qi Yan after hearing this.

Seeing this, Qi Yan shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he didn't understand, but at this moment, just listen.

This is the same as the mother at home looking for you, there is only one way to be quiet and listen, otherwise it will be a violent storm.

This is the bloody experience summed up by children of all ages in order not to be scolded.

Suddenly a reminder sounded in Qi Yan's mind.

【Ding, you listened carefully to the third uncle's explanation, and found the content obscure and difficult to understand. You have a preliminary understanding of black magic, and your proficiency in splitting spells has increased slightly. 】

Qi Yan called up the panel and took a look, and there was an extra line of information behind the magic column.

[Magic: Splitting Curse (12/100)]

However, why did the third uncle talk about the knowledge of tomb robbery, but what he got was the knowledge of black magic...

Could it be that the third uncle is the Tomb Raiders world version, Voldemort?

The problem is that this person keeps chasing me and running away, and disappears from time to time. Who can he turn to to upgrade after this experience?

"Snapped."

The third uncle suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "Warring States Silk Book, this, this is a tomb!"

This sentence made both Qi Yan and Wu Xie interested.

Since childhood, Wu Xie has been longing for the fantastic stories about going to the tomb that the third uncle told, but after thinking about it, what's the use of knowing these things, the second uncle hates him to touch this, anyway, he can't go in the end, and he is suddenly drawn He was full of energy and breathed a sigh of relief.

The third uncle slapped Wu Xie on the back, "Okay, I don't know how much you weigh, you kid, but you are also a devil in the world, dare to use an axe in front of me, don't you know that I was also a bully when I was a child. Let me read the silk book It’s over, although it’s secret, it shouldn’t be troublesome, so I’ll show you this time.”

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Qi Yan, "How about it, are you interested?"

Qi Yan was interested.

The world of tomb robbers is about to go to the tomb, and the first thing you hear is the main line.

If this is not the main line, is it possible that the world of Tomb Raiders wrote down the sea?

Qi Yan nodded naturally, "Go."

[-]. Noseless Snake Man Uncle, my spell depends on you!