Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

On Friday night, Renekton finished dinner with the family's three animals.

After casting his eyes aside, Renekton calmly picked up the fruit after dinner and admired the performance of this stubborn Nifulei.

I don’t know what the mentality of this mud thunder was. After being discovered after sneaking in again and again, and then being thrown back to the spirit world, it actually took an emerald it found from nowhere and wanted to bribe the security in the house. Anu at work.

Then it was tied to Renekton by Anu. For the sake of paying the money, Renekton did not throw it directly back to the spirit world. For the sake of paying the money, Renekton treated it as if it belonged here. Tenant now.

Boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Ni Fulei, who was still banging on the safe, jumped into the water and entered the spirit world.

Squeak! The door opens automatically.

Klein walked in with a black cane and a skeleton key in his hand, wearing a half-top hat.

"I'm going to go to Dr. Allen, enter the other person's dream, and find out how the nightmares related to Will Auceptin come about. Are you interested?"

Klein directly stated his plans for tonight's actions.

"There is definitely interest, but Will Auceptin may not want to see me, even in a dream."

Renekton groaned, then took out a folded paper figurine from his pocket and handed it to Klein.

"You take this with you. After you enter the dreamland, if nothing unexpected happens, I can follow the connection and let my consciousness roam into the dreamland where you are."

"Okay." Klein took the paper figurine from Renekton, glanced at it, and put it in his jacket pocket.

Burningham Road, Hillstown.

Klein used the master key to open a "door" in the wall, and then quietly arrived at the bedroom of Dr. Allen and his wife.

"Sleep!" Klein quickly took out a sleeping charm and whispered the spell, causing Dr. Allen's wife to fall into a true sleep.

Then he sat down on the chair in front of the dressing table, took out another dream charm he had prepared, and whispered an ancient Hermetic word:

"Crimson!"

The dream spell in Klein's hand began to burn into a deep and peaceful black. Driven by Klein's will, this black spread out and enveloped Dr. Allen and Klein himself.

At the same time, Renekton, who was already lying on the bed, felt a vague connection.

Understanding that this was the feedback given to him by the paper man that Klein was carrying, Renekton immediately adjusted his state and quickly entered sleep through meditation.

Through the psychological hints left for himself in advance, Renekton's consciousness soon became clear, and following the connection between himself and the paper man, he roamed in the world of dreams and minds, and went to Dr. Alan Kress. of dreams.

Following the induction, Renekton came to a place of endless darkness, where there was only a solitary oval-shaped ball of light.

Renekton immediately spread his spirituality and touched the somewhat illusory and hazy ball of light.

The next moment, the world around him suddenly became upside down and distorted, and Renekton's consciousness came to a pale yellow paper man.

After adapting to the paper man's body, Renekton directly controlled the paper man to float out of Klein's pocket and land on his shoulder.

Klein glanced at the paper man floating out of his pocket, and instantly understood that this was the manifestation of Renekton's consciousness in this dream.

Although he didn’t understand why it looked like a paper man, Klein still nodded gently towards the paper man and let the other person fall on his shoulder.

Renekton looked at his surroundings curiously:

In front of a dark and desolate plain is a towering black spire with a huge silver-white snake coiled above it.

Renekton looked curiously at the giant snake above his head, trying to figure out whether it was a manifestation of Will himself or Ouroloius.

The silver-white giant snake leaned down, its scarlet eyes staring at everyone coldly and ruthlessly.

In front of it, everything seems small and equal.

The owner of this dream, Dr. Allen, didn't pay attention to this giant silver snake. He just followed the flow of the dream and walked forward.

Klein followed Dr. Allen with the little paper man, passed through an old wooden door, and entered the interior of the tower.

The layout inside the tower is extremely chaotic. Some stairs go up and some go down. Some of the rooms in the hall, library, and bedrooms are normal and some are upside down.

"Endless chaos, the incarnation of fate"

Two sentences describing the Key of Light suddenly popped into Renekton's mind.

Dr. Allen's pace did not stop. After passing through the doors and walls, a huddled figure appeared in the corner ahead.

Sensing Dr. Allen's arrival, the figure quickly stood up and came closer hopping on one leg.

As he got closer, his image finally appeared completely in Renekton's eyes.

A little boy in his early ten years, with a somewhat tough head,

There was an obvious look of fear on his face, and he held a deck of tarot cards in his hand. His dark eyes stared closely at Dr. Allen, his eyes were surprised and happy, and he said with fear and panic:

"Dr. Allen, there's a snake trying to eat me!"

But when his voice fell into Renekton's ears, it became:

"What are you here for?"

"Do you know me?" Renekton wanted to ask in surprise.

But the next moment, the little boy screamed, and the figure of the mercury snake was reflected in his eyes.

Wow!

The dream was shattered instantly, and Renekton's consciousness fell into the world of dreams and souls again.

With a helpless sigh, Renekton returned to his body.

His consciousness returned to his body, and Renekton woke up, but he had no intention of getting up. Instead, he remained in his current position and fell asleep.

The next morning, Renekton received Frank's letter to himself, briefly talking about the progress of his research, and at the same time complaining about the shortcomings of the book messenger who could only write letters but not send things.

Renekton was also a little helpless. He couldn't let a book transport things!

He picked up the pen on the table and wrote a reply to Frank:

Frank, please help me ask the captain if he can help me resell a batch of property. I don't have the channels for this, and it's not easy to do so in Backlund.

By the way, help me pay attention to the crystallized feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon and the eyes of the Longan Sea Eagle. For clues about these two extraordinary materials, you only need to pay attention, and there is no need to deliberately look for them.

In addition, I have recently developed several ritual magics for maintaining a stable environment. You may need them when cultivating different crops at sea. I have put them on the paper at the back.

Your friend in Backlund, Al.

After writing a reply to Frank, he raised his hand and sent the letter into the spirit world.

Renekton began to think about whether he should find another messenger. Although this book messenger was very convenient to use, it would be troublesome sometimes because it could not help deliver things.

While thinking, Renekton saw Ni Fu Lei who had just poked his head out of the spirit world.

Nifulei blinked his small black eyes twice, and before Renekton could speak, he quickly retracted his protruding head and left without looking back.

Renekton looked at the place where Nifulei disappeared and sighed helplessly. He had a crisis of trust in this little guy.

It seems that he can no longer be employed as a part-time messenger. However, this money-grubbing guy cannot be reassured.

Monday, three o'clock in the afternoon, today's Tarot session will be held on time.

Above the boundless gray fog, as streaks of crimson light rose, blurry figures appeared around the long bronze table.

Above the gray fog, the first thing that sounded was Miss Justice's familiar and brisk greeting:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

"good afternoon"

After everyone said hello to each other, Little Sun Derrick did not hide his anxious mood, but he also did not directly tell his problem.

He knew very well that the opening period was the time for Mr. Fool to read Russell's diary.

The party has already started, there is no need to rush. If Mr. Fool is in a good mood, he may answer some questions.

Little Sun Derrick comforted himself in his heart.

Alger, the Hanged Man, turned his head to look at the top, and said in a humble tone:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have collected three new pages of Russell's diary."

journal? Russell's diary? Magician Forsi immediately became focused. She suspected that this so-called Russell's diary might be something she was familiar with.

Klein, shrouded in gray fog, smiled and responded:

"What do you want to trade them for?"

Alger the Hanged Man glanced at the card covering Mr. Fool's right hand, suppressed his inner enthusiasm, and maintained his normal tone:

"I wonder what that card next to you is?"

Klein didn't expect that the Hanged Man's request was the easiest for him to fulfill, so he chuckled and said:

"can."

"Do you want everyone to hear it, or just yourself?"

Alger the Hanged Man replied without hesitation:

"Only you know."

There really is no spirit of selfless dedication.

Renekton leaned on the high-backed chair and complained silently.

At this time, Magician Forsi almost understood one thing:

Using the so-called Russell Diary, you can exchange answers to certain questions from Mr. Fool, and maybe even exchange them for items!

Russell's diary? Was it something written by Emperor Russell with that unique symbol? That turned out to be a diary. At least Mr. Hanged Man’s tone was very firm, and Mr. Fool didn’t refute

“I’ve come across many, but I never bought them because I wasn’t interested.”

"There are quite a few at Miss Audrey's place, but I remember last week, no, it seems to be last week, anyway, not long ago, her dog chewed up many books and notes, including those of Rosette. The diary of Emperor Er!"

Forsi's mood at this time was like riding a roller coaster, from great joy to great sadness.

I hate dogs!

In the end, Magician Forsi only had this thought left in his mind.