"Sen Li Defa, I want to cry, and I can help her in Lassen Bar, so I can control her in the Chigan system."

Sitting on the office chair of a university doctoral supervisor, Li Tong was wearing a pair of washed gray shorts, flip-flops hanging on her toes, shaking slowly, humming the light tunes that have been popular recently, and carefully sweeping the pocket watch covered in dirt with the brush in his hand.

Last year, after graduating from the Department of Archaeology, he was unemployed for half a year. Faced with the employment dilemma, he had no choice but to come back to continue his doctorate.

The weekend was originally a break, but the doctoral supervisor sent a message on WeChat to arrange some work. As the junior brother with the shortest school age, he was naturally arrested as a strong man.

The job is to clean up a pocket watch, and according to the doctoral supervisor, it is sent from abroad without any sender information.

Fortunately, he is the only one in the office, and he can hum the most popular short video software and hum the most popular songs at the moment, which is quite comfortable.

The soil and rust spots on the surface of the pocket watch were quickly cleaned up, and a picture appeared before my eyes.

A little man was wearing a cloak, his hands folded, as if he was praying, and a throne stood in front of him, which was empty.

He bit his brush in his mouth, rubbed his thumb a few times, and squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while.

"Hmm? There is another line of words..."

The characters are very small, and you can't find them without looking carefully.

Looking around, he got up and took the magnifying glass from the tool storage box beside him, and lay on the table to observe carefully.

"Mortals will die, and order will last forever..."

It should be something of some religion. After making a preliminary judgment, I put the magnifying glass aside and gently opened the lid of the pocket watch. The picture of the pocket watch dial came into my eyes.

There are no pointers and numbers, only a crown.

Pick up the magnifying glass and put it in front of you. The crown was magnified. In the center of the crown, a black hole appeared, and blood continued to flow out from the hole.

"Damn it?"

Li Tong rubbed his eyes and looked at it.

The blood flowed like a stream, and the entire crown was stained with blood at this moment. At the same time, the original short video music in my ears was replaced by some strange chanting, melodious and melodious, and refreshing.

When I wanted to put down the magnifying glass, my head felt severe pain, almost bursting, and the scene in front of me was gradually shattered by endless darkness and endless...

...

A severe headache...it's like it's about to crack...

Li Tong rubbed his head, and the pain almost made him fall. His body kept shaking and reached out to hold the wall to stabilize his body. During the process, there was a crackling sound coming from under his feet.

He looked down at the ground where the sound came, and a pot was simmered on the already shiny wooden floor.

To be precise, it is a crucible, and some special utensils are sprinkled on the ground. From the appearance, they are clearly some utensils used in chemical experiments.

A pungent smell came from the crucible...

It's clearly a kind of chemical experiment!

He muttered in his heart at the messy objects on the ground.

"How could these things be there?"

The severe pain in the blink of an eye replaced the reason again and occupied the peak. Li Tong covered his head and simply sat on the ground.

I don't know how long it took for the severe pain in my head to relieve a little, so he sank on the ground, holding the ground with both hands and looking around.

The scenery continues to come into view under the dim light!

There was a small room less than twenty square meters, one of which was covered with paper with strange symbols. I got up and walked to the wall to touch it with my hands. The hand felt rough and uneven.

Near the left wall is an old desk with dark paint falling off and many scratches, which is obviously a bit old.

The candle that had just been lit on the table emitted a faint light, which was the only source of light, dragging his shadow on the ground, making the room full of strange aura.

There is a wall clock the size of a human head on the wall next to the desk. The pendulum below makes a tinging sound, rhythmic, like a prelude to some kind of ritual.

Seeing the strange scene in front of him, Li Tong was stunned!

"What's going on? Am I not in the doctoral supervisor's office? Am I dreaming?"

Lift your right hand and slap it hard towards your cheek!

He stopped immediately when he reached the right face, hesitated for a moment, and gently pinched his hand through his pants on his thigh.

"pain……"

Not a dream!

Then what's going on?

Faced with the strange and strange scene, Li Tong was completely panicked and circled around the room.

The mottled and old wall clock made a "tick-tick" sound, which was perfectly matched with the panicked steps. If there were outsiders present, it looked like they were dancing with the tick.

It lasted for a long time and found that panic could not solve any problem, so I gave a reminder in my heart.

"Calm down... Calm down, calmness is the first element in dealing with any problem."

The intimacy gradually faded, Li Tong glanced at the whole room, lost a lot of effort to calm her heart, and his eyes fell on the chair in front of the desk.

He pursed his lips and walked back to the desk to sit down.

The first priority now is to figure out what is going on.

Start looking for clues from the moment you are looking for clues, and then slowly expand the scope!

In front of you...

There are many scratches on the desktop, crisscrossing, varying depths, not well-preserved, and some insect eyes are rubbed with fingertips.

"It's oak"

As a doctoral student in the Department of Archaeology, it is not difficult to determine the material.

With my fingers back, the book on the table came into my eyes.

The book is in a state of flipping, the page is yellow, and the paper is rough when you touch it, unlike modern craftsmanship.

The body leaned forward slightly, and his eyes fell on the content of the book, with some strange patterns and symbols.

The moment I saw it, my head ached faintly. Some strange clips appeared in my mind. Those flashing pictures were also strange symbols and pictures, like slides, until I could not bear the gradually increasing pain and closed my eyes.

After the pain subsided, try to slowly open your eyes. The pictures and symbols that re-emerged in your eyes are no longer unfamiliar, like old acquaintances.

“These symbols are words.”

It’s just that the words from which he came from were unaware of for doctoral students in archaeology.

It is a sentence to connect all symbols.

"In the name of Cruto, the god of destiny, open the door to the world."

Quickly turn the book back and more patterned symbols come into view.

The drawing looks like a chemical experiment, and you can basically understand it with the familiar symbolic text.

"This is a magical ritual that can teleport life into unknown realms."

His eyes swam to the messy scene on the ground in front of the table. After a moment of stunned silence, Li Tong almost jumped out of the chair...

"Are you teleported to the unknown realm by this magical ritual, which is where you are now?"

Recalling the scene after the pictures and texts of the unknown pocket watch I saw in the doctoral supervisor's office, a strange and unacceptable year emerged in my mind.

"I...I've traveled through time!"

After a long ideological struggle, Li Tong accepted this unlucky fact and comforted himself.

"There must be a way to go back. Just be familiar with this magic teleportation ceremony and start it again."

Come back to your senses and quickly focus your attention on the book in front of you and read it hungrily, and the details about the teleportation magic ritual quickly fill your mind.

Picking up girls... Li Tong is so talented, but in terms of learning, he believes that he is second, but no one dares to recognize that he is first.

When Li Tong was looking at the last page, he was stunned.

There are some fragments remaining in the gap between the pages and the cover.

God made a huge joke with himself.

"A page was torn off..."

This means it is no longer possible to repeat this teleportation magic ritual!

Li Tong is like falling into an ice cave!

Unwilling to give up, he tossed and turned around several times quickly. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the trash can be found next to the desk. He got up and searched for the trash can be found. There was no other garbage except for some bread crumbs and a few pieces of orange peel. He collapsed on the chair helplessly.

"You can't give up. The lost page must be here. Let's look for it."

After cheering himself up, Li Tong stood up and continued to explore.

The dilapidated wooden door on the wall to the right, which was almost completely integrated with the wooden wall, attracted attention.

I walked to the door and pushed it away, and the scene inside the house came into my eyes.

The room is not big, only about twenty square meters, and a wooden bed is replaced by a stick. It seems that it may fall off at any time. Sitting on the edge of the bed makes a creaking sound, as if it will fall apart at any time.

This is the bedroom, and I sit by the bed and keep wandering.

There is a window against the wall of the street, with curtains closed and a desk in front of the window.

There was a stack of books neatly placed on the left corner of the desk, each of which looked yellow from the side and had rough edges, which had obviously been flipped countless times.

The room smelled a little moldy.

Get up and leave the bed and walk to the desk to sit down.

There are two drawers in the desk. The drawer in the middle is opened with a gap before you reach out to check it. The light in the room suddenly became much darker.

The candles placed on the corner of the table are almost over!

Get up and move the candle from the outer room and put it on the desk, and the light is restored.

I reached out and pulled open the drawer in the middle, an ink box, emitting the fragrance of ink, and a bundle of candles simply tied up with coarse hemp paper was lying quietly. I used a few, which was a little loose. In addition, there was a pen made of some kind of bird feather. The innermost part was a book, which was also translated for a long time.
Chapter completed!