Chapter 1003: Nightmare in the Library

"Ryan?"
no respond.
He sat back in his chair and began reading the next set of images.
These are annotated archaeological discoveries, which record unearthed artifacts from around the world, and the annotations next to them are all standard archeologist styles.
Two of the artifacts came from a site excavated in the New California Republic.
Rennes leaned back in his chair, maybe this was just their research on the archaeological achievements of others?
He tried to find the date of excavation.
Nothing at all.
These artifacts are small statues and amulets, with stone carvings, pottery and metal.
However, there are no obvious rules for their arrangement, but they collectively represent countless long-lost nations and cultures in human history, some of which have thousands of years of history and others of tens of thousands of years.
Others are too old or obscure, and their origins simply cannot be verified.
There are no similar years or regions between many cultural relics, and they do not have similar ceremonial and religious significance, nor do they reflect common symbols and characters.
There is absolutely no
Peggy noticed an associated element.
He has learned to pay attention to these details, and his memory is almost unforgettable. As he quickly switched between many fragments of memory, he finally saw the point.
symbol.
Symbolized symbols, there are many kinds of eye patterns, there are black dots representing the eyes, there are dot diagrams and lists, and there are also exorcism charms.
"The only thing you know..."
Pei Duo whispered to himself, thinking as if the rocks were washed by the sea.
Every civilization in history has recorded and pondered the meaning of eye patterns in their respective traditional rituals and works of art, but these related clues found are too far-fetched.
These things have only a weak commonality with each other, that is, they are all derived from human handwriting.
If you have to dig out some kind of conspiracy in history, some kind of esoteric inheritance that inspires mankind, and some kind of mysterious and unpredictable continuity, it will never be easy.
Because it's like reading the meaning from the shadow of the stone wall, or it doesn't have any meaning at all.
For most people, they are just shadows, just
Pegdo blinked suddenly, a tingle on his skin.
At first, he thought the dry air in the library and the sultry heat of the dust-proof robe, and the image of the sea of ​​consciousness rested on a snake eye emblem or ancient annotations.
It is a slightly damaged amulet, which belongs to the traditional eye and teardrop shape.
This style shows that its history dates back to between 10,000 and 15,000 years, and it seems to be made of agate, gold, lapis lazuli and colored porcelain.
"This emblem perfectly interprets the dual meaning of the eye or the symbol..."
The memory in Pegdor's mind is very long. Examining the knowledge in his brain is sometimes like searching for stones on the beach.
"...In the culture of the Yellow Sands country, the snake-shaped eyes seem to have both protective and guarding functions, but also a medium to convey anger and maliciousness. It also represents good and evil, light and darkness, positive and negative, Perhaps it can be said that it just represents a duality. Someone or something can show one side of the world to the world, and then show the opposite side, but this kind of "betrayal" or "changeable" interpretation can be changed. Transformed by a concept, the eyes are both active and passive, both defensive and aggressive... The camp they belong to is entirely based on who or what is currently using it."
This is a very obvious conclusion, so why did Ren write these symbols?
He was even more curious as to why he couldn't stop staring at the eye pattern in his brain.
On the other hand, it also cast a gaze, as if challenging his disdainful views of those points in memory, as if to see if he could look away.
It stared at him without blinking.
The still black pupil is embedded in the yellow eyes, as clear as the sky.
Tears burst into Peggy's sore eyes, and he found he couldn't blink either. Can't get away.
He twisted his head hard, trying to fight the invisible force that nailed his eyelids, but in the end he just made his eyeballs more itchy and tears burst into tears.
Peggy's hands clasped the edge of the desk tightly, he tried to stand up, tried to push himself away, forcibly interrupted his sight, as if the image had become a cable, he accidentally touched it. Never let go again.
It was like being trapped in a bad dream, and it was difficult to get out anyway.
That eye is no longer yellow.
It turned into red eyes with black pupils.
"Oops!"
The next second, his head hit the ground with a bang.
Suddenly, the pain slammed into Peggy's head, but he successfully overturned the chair, fell to the ground on his back, and his feet were in the air.
If it weren't for the pain, this honor would be quite funny.
On the other hand, his head fell so badly that he might have a concussion.
The wizard felt sick for a while, and he felt very strange.
What happened just now? Did Ren hide some kind of hypnotic graphics in the file? Is it a subconscious effect?
He stood up, supported the edge of the desk and stood firm, and then put the documents back.
He took a few deep breaths and leaned over to pull the chair up.
His stooped posture made him dizzy and his internal organs rolled, so he hurriedly stood up and stabilized himself.
Suddenly, he noticed that someone standing at the far end of the room might be.
The figure was about twenty meters away from him, at the other end of a row of desks, next to the bookshelf directly opposite the entrance screen door.
It was looking at him.
He couldn't see the other person's face. The man was wearing the dust-proof robe as standard in the library, but he also pulled up the hood to cover his face, just like a monk.
Its arms hung down on its side, and the entire outline was rounded with almost no edges.
Wrapped in a milky white robe, it seemed to be an obese person with a sudden weight loss in a short period of time, and the former bloated body became loose and saggy.
Under the dim light of the library, it looked like a ghost.
"Hello there?"
Pegdor's voice echoed in the wide room shrouded in twilight, like a marble tumbling in the storage box.
But the figure was motionless and stared at him.
He couldn't catch each other's eyes, but he knew that person was staring at himself.
He wanted to see each other's eyes.
He felt he must see.
"Hello there?"
He shouted again, and found that his mental tentacles could not touch the other person's body.
Not being bounced off or offset, but empty.
From the perspective of the spiritual world~EbookFREE.me~ There is nothing there, no living things.
He took a step forward.
"Ryan? Is that you? What are you doing?"
He walked towards the figure, it stayed where it was, staring at him, the soft, light-colored robe shaped like a ghost under the dim light.
"Ryan?"
The hooded figure suddenly turned around and walked towards a black cast iron screen door leading to the internal library.
"and many more!"
Peggy said loudly.
"Come back! Rennes!"
The hooded man kept walking, it passed through the screen door and disappeared into the shadows.
Peigo quickly followed, and he didn't even know why he did it.