Chapter 627: Miss hair clip

Chapter 627 Missing Hair Clips
Since the ancient bookstore has been scoured from that bookstore, Professor Cui Fo has made a breakthrough in the translation of The Book of the Dead.
According to the translation of Professor Cui Fo's translation, Wang Yuechuan knows for a moment that this book, which can make people use magic, has roughly divided into three different chapters.
Manipulation, cursing, making.
The other is the concept of "divine" mentioned in the book. According to the description of The Book of the Dead, the application of everything is based on the application of "God" - that is, reading the "God" with the correct pronunciation, and constructing a magic through the action of the spirit. The whole process of starting, progressing and ending.
The book "The Book of the Dead" does not introduce much about the real magical tutorial... only the most basic explanation. Of course, it doesn't mean that there is no such thing - for example, the magic that Wang Yuechuan tried before but also failed, there is a tutorial.
I later learned that this is the only tutorial in the "production" chapter.
Yes, the only one.
"The Book of the Dead" is such a book, it shows you the existence of "God", and at the same time it is more focused on the use of this "God", and then it is filled with a lot of writing this "Dead" The private life of the book of the book... the sentiment of the other side.

In simple terms, it is to show you a formula, and then you use this formula to solve various problems.

This is a summary of Wang Yuechuan's lengthy explanation to Professor Cui Fo. For this reason, Professor Cui Fo is still very dissatisfied - but Wang Yuechuan does not care about Professor Cui Fo.
After having the correct "God" pronunciation, he has indeed completed the only one-of-a-kind magic of the record that has been failed before.
This is a wonderful and incredible touch - from his own eyes. He could see the little puppet, which was finished with his own crystal powder and so on. He stood on the coffee table in front of him, but at the same time he could see through the eyes of this doll. On the sofa, I look like myself.
Of course, from the perspective of the doll, the clarity is somewhat unsatisfactory, just like the big myopia. On the one hand, it is because his production techniques are not perfect for beginners, and on the other hand, because of the low quality of materials.
Moreover, you need to learn to manipulate the content of the article, in order to really drive this puppet who only has a big palm to move up...
Wang Yuechuan is basically already determined in his heart. Behind the few sinister cases of murder that he had cracked in the past, Cao Yu, who has already died, must exist as a behind-the-scenes hand--through the ability of the Book of the Dead. He has to be under the surveillance lens. It seems that it is not a difficult thing to enter the unmanned environment.
Those black crystal pendants worn on the prisoners... I am afraid that Cao Yu was the material I wanted to get? When Wang Yuechuan remembered that he was in contact with the murderers, once he lost the crystal, the prisoners became emotional and difficult to control themselves.
But is this crystal natural or artificially made?
As he was thinking about it, Professor Cui Fo came out of his own room. Wang Yuechuan saw him wearing a jacket and asked for a frown. "Professor, where are you going?"
Professor Cui Fo shook his head and sighed: "The translation has encountered a problem. I want to go out and relax and adjust. Maybe I can get some inspiration."
Wang Yuechuan nodded and did not doubt this point... even if he had solved the case himself, if he encountered a problem that could not be overcome, he would plan to relax himself.
"Going out is no problem, but..."
"Oh, yes... I know." Professor Cui Fo nodded, and his face was not so reluctant. He took out the "Book of the Dead" from his clothes and handed it to Wang Yuechuan's hand.
Wang Yuechuan said at this time: "I understand the mood of your translators. But I don't want it to be missed in this book, so I hope that you can understand me."
Professor Cui Fo shrugged and said casually: "I guess I will come back later, I want to drink some wine."
Wang Yuechuan agreed, and Professor Cui Fo went straight out. Wang Yuechuan once again sat back to the original place, and pressed his palm to the cover of the book of the Dead.
There is no doubt that he has no knowledge to translate the book of the deceased, but it does not prevent him from feeling. When using magic, holding this book of the Dead can lead to a higher success rate, and also Not so tired of this.
It may not be as simple as a tutorial, or it may even be one of the materials used in magic... Wang Yuechuan believes that Professor Cui Fo as a translator will realize this earlier than himself.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Yuechuan took the "Book of the Dead" and quietly called the door of Professor Cui Fo's room. He found the ancient book bought from the bookstore, and the translator wrote the notebook on the notebook. Ideas.
Since there is no relevant knowledge in this area... then learn it and learn how much.
Wang Yuechuan is not a person who likes to rely on others, and is even more reluctant to give more control to the other party.
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Just left Wang Yuechuan's residence, when he was downstairs, Professor Cui Fo looked up and glanced up and narrowed his eyes.
As a person who can translate The Book of the Dead, Professor Cui Fo also has his own plan. For this translator, after translating the Book of the Dead, he found that this magic book is too bad for the elderly. friendly.
Even if he mastered the pronunciation of "God" earlier, he could not independently complete the magic that Wang Yuechuan had completed - often at the last moment, and even in the case of holding the "Book of the Dead."
Physical strength, spirit, will, even vitality, etc., seem to be one of the factors that use the motive force of magic... they are collectively called magic.
"Wang... You are really cautious like a crouching serpent." Professor Cui Fo suddenly sneered, "Control, curse, make... but there is a fourth chapter, I have not told you."
The fourth chapter - the soul.
Professor Cui Fo is not difficult to imagine. Wang Yuechuan does not always rely on it to interpret this book of the Dead... The power introduced in the book is too subversive.
Faced with the temptation of this power, Professor Cui Fo does not think that Wang Yuechuan can resist... No one can resist it.
"You will study my notes well..."
The professor called a taxi at this time, and then went to a clear bar. A person quietly drank in a dark corner. The translation was early, and the information in the book was already recorded in the electronic. device.
Compared with Wang Yuechuan, he often has to worry about this snake. This place can make Professor Cuifu's thinking more clear.
"The soul can not die, even eternal life... As long as you can find a new body..." The professor muttered to himself, watching the tablet on his hand put the magic of the Buddha.
At this time his mobile phone suddenly rang and interrupted his thoughts. The professor frowned, but glanced at the name on the caller ID and finally adjusted his mind.
"Hello, Tom." Professor Cui Fo lightly called out the other's name - this is a friend of hiss and a lawyer.
"Cui Fo, what you let me do, I have handled it, and I finally confirmed it." Tom said quickly: "But old friends, do you really want to do this? Your wife and son, They are very opposed to this practice. They say that if you want to go your own way, you may go to the court to sue you!"
"These properties are my own. I like how to do it, don't worry about them." Cui Fo said quietly.
"That's okay... your industry, deposits, and all the insurance, etc., I can find the loan I can do for you... According to what you said, just looking for private lending, regardless of interest multiple As long as the maximum amount, the amount is about 5.7 million Australian dollars."
"Know it." Professor Cui Fo and Tom simply said a few words and immediately hanged a long distance call.
Soon after, there was another call with a different name - this is another bank experience that Trevor has known.
"Hello, Professor Cui Fo, we have already approved the title mortgage you have done..."
Then there is the phone of the publishing house. "Professor, are you sure to let us buy out all your copyrights permanently?"
One by one... In the shortest possible time, this status-changing professor has become an economic fraudster.
Finally, Cui Fo made a phone call and said slowly: "Mr. Liu, I think we can talk about the black diamond on your hand."
"Yes, when?"

How about after three days?

"Three days? I have a lot of buyers on hand, I am afraid I can't wait for you?"
"Mr. Liu, I believe that my price will definitely satisfy you. Others will not be more than me."
"Two days, only two days!"
"A word is fixed."
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club.
"...The second floor above, except for the owner and my room, you can enter at will. There is also a room on the second floor. At this time, I am working at this time. I can do it without disturbing." The maid is giving Dazhe Explain some things, "In addition, the negative layer is the inventory and the master's study, and if you don't have the owner's permission, you can't enter."
Da Zhe nodded and silently recorded the rules here - in fact, not many, in addition to being unable to betray the boss, it seems to be very loose, the black soul messenger has considerable freedom.
"What about the second floor?" Dazhe asked curiously.
You are in the right color: "There are two floors, only the master can enter. Any messenger, including me, as long as it is close, is dangerous. Remember."
"Clear." Dazhe nodded and suddenly asked: "Do I still have to say hello to other black soul messengers?"
When she said this, the maidservant had already turned around with Dazhe and then came to the kitchen.
At this time, the maidserving lady is presenting a delicate bird cage plate with food that Dazhe can't name at all, and none of them are like art food.
"No. 9 is carrying out the master's task, I am afraid I will not come back in a short time. As for the 18th, because of the problem of freedom, you may be able to see it tomorrow, maybe it will be a long time later." You night said: "As for the Tai Yinzi upstairs Now, you can't think about it, you may try to shout him. In addition, these black soul messengers on the 1st, 666, etc. are on vacation... Yes, 666 should be about to end the holiday. Have a chance Get to know."
"No. 666?" Dazhe stunned. On the one hand, he was surprised that the Soul of the Soul could reach the number 666, and the number was also 666. The Chinese had a deep friendship with 666.
You night picked up the tray for the meal and the teapot, and smiled slightly: "This number seems to have a bit of interesting meaning here. But in the West, it is another meaning... Of course, this too Just a human definition, you don't have to care too much."
Dazhe nodded and said: "That, let me help you?"
"No, wait for the master's work, I will come." You night said: "Don't learn the mind of the upstairs."
Dazhe looked at the back of the night, licking his chin, not knowing what he was thinking. But he didn't pause for a long time and immediately chased it out.
After a mirror decoration on the corridor, Dazhe looked at it subconsciously - after becoming a black soul messenger, he returned to a young appearance again.
......
"Is it all introduced?"
"Well, I have known it." Miss Maid put a cup of hot tea in front of the boss. "The master went out and brought back a new black soul messenger... and still able to use Zhanlu. Since 100 years After the death of the former crusader who used Zhanlu, it has not been able to find a suitable user. Is the owner preparing for this time? For Penglai..."
Luo Qiu just smiled and did not answer.
He suddenly opened his palm and a little fluorescence floated out of his palm.
Fluorescence slowly rises, before the eyes of the superior night, the fluorescence and her blue scorpion are intertwined, and the maid servant subconsciously: "Good thoughts."
"Yes." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "But it is a pity to use it for sacrifice."
"But the altar should be very fond of it." You night smiled and smiled.
At the other hand, Luo’s boss also had a group of osmanthus flowers – they were like freshly picked, delicate and fragrant.
You night blinked.
I saw these osmanthus flowers began to spread out in the hands of my master, and then gradually turned into a mercury-like color, a small silver osmanthus began to line up, and finally made a small and beautiful hairpin.
The floating fluorescence is now blended into the hairpin a little bit, giving it a touch of light color.
Luo Qiu took the new hair clip in the palm of his hand, and then did not lie on the long hair of the night, "Would you like it?"
"favourite."
Please, please keep it all the time, forever and ever, my master... can I?
(End of this chapter)