genius divination

Chapter 1488 Letter from Guru
Long Bold is really worthy of the name of the master of contemporary medical practitioners, Zuo Xiang was able to get out of bed after a day.

And the hotel opposite also called, saying that the room was vacant.The lady at the front desk had already reserved Room 517 for Fan Jiannan, and she was ready to move in anytime.

Fan Jiannan immediately greeted Long Bold and Fatty Zhang, "Come on, let's go over and see who lived there before."

The three left the Tianji Pavilion and went straight to the opposite hotel.Fan Jiannan paid the room fee to the lady at the front desk of the hotel, got the key and went directly to the fifth floor of the hotel.

After finding the room No. 517, Fan Jiannan opened the door and went in. Everything seemed to be normal inside.Fan Jiannan walked to the window facing the study room of Tianji Hall.Facing the window he pondered and said nothing.

Long boldly whispered, "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong here. What do you think?"

"To be honest, I can't see anything. I just feel that it's pretty clean and the environment is good." Fatty Zhang looked around and nodded. "Don't talk." Fan Jiannan frowned, "There must be something wrong here? I can feel that there is a kind of abnormal magical power left. It's not obvious, but it does exist. And compared with ordinary witchcraft , very special."

"But what exactly is it?" Fatty Zhang asked in confusion.

Fan Jiannan put his hand on the window, felt it quietly for a moment and said, "I think I can see something." He stretched out his hand and opened the curtain, looked at the glass window and said, "What do you think is special about the glass?"

"Glass?" Fatty Zhang looked at it inexplicably for a long time, and said with a distressed face, "Anyway, I can't see it, my brain is not enough."

Long Boldly thought about it and said, "You mean there are traces of mana on the glass? But how did you find it?"

Fan Jiannan smiled and said, "If this person uses spells in the room, a small amount of spell energy will remain in the glass, and you can tell if you use a little trick." He turned to Fatty Zhang and said, "Fatty, do you want to know what's going on?"

"Think about it, why don't you want to?" Fatty Zhang asked suspiciously, "Boss, what are you trying to do?"

"I won't tell you yet. Take the kettle to boil a pot of water. Remember to boil it." Fan Jiannan looked at Fatty Zhang and smiled.

"Boil water?" Fatty Zhang looked strange.After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Okay, isn't it easy to boil water?" There was an electric kettle in the room, and Fatty Zhang picked up the kettle and filled a pot of water, which quickly boiled.

Holding the kettle, he looked at Fan Jiannan who was standing by the window and frowned, "Do you want tea?"

"Just take it here." Fan Jiannan looked at him and smiled slightly.

Fatty Zhang shook his head and muttered, "I don't even know what you're doing?"

"Be patient bro, you'll know soon." Fan Jiannan took the kettle full of boiling water and put it next to the glass window.After turning on the kettle, the kettle was steaming hot.Soon, a faint mist formed on the glass window.

Long Bold and Fatty Zhang looked at him a little strangely, wondering what the hell he was doing?

But soon, both of them stared wide-eyed.He looked at the condensed water vapor on the glass window without blinking.Surprisingly, strange patterns were formed. These patterns definitely did not appear to be natural, because the patterns were very regular.

"God, what the hell is this?" Fatty Zhang said with his eyes widened.

"This is Wuwen?!" Long boldly looked at the pattern on the window glass, frowning because of the condensation of water vapor. "Did someone write it?"

Fan Jiannan nodded and said, "Yes, someone wrote it on purpose. And I guess, it was originally written with the blood of some kind of animal. The ancient magic circle diagrams in Europe are completely different from those in China. Although these things, It was also passed on by Western advancers. But after so many years of development, it has become its own system."

"So, someone drew a picture of blood on the window?" Long boldly asked in surprise.

"That's true." Fan Jiannan sighed, "And after this person used it, he carefully erased all the pictures. But he forgot one thing, such a powerful magical force field is enough to affect glass. The essence of it is that he erased the formation map, but the traces of magic power contained in it are still preserved in some form."

"It's amazing. If you don't say it, we won't be able to see it at all." Fatty Zhang said in surprise.

Fan Jiannan took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the complicated pattern on the window.Slowly said, "Long Bold, you have seen a lot of witchcraft, you should be familiar with it, there are many characters on this formation map, right?"

Long boldly nodded and said, "I have seen some of them. But I have never discovered some of them."

"This is enough to prove that my initial judgment was correct." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "This European magician is very strange. He has mastered some ancient witchcraft, at least half-understood. Because of this formation map, there are several places that are Wrong. This greatly reduces the power of his curse. But even so, ancient witchcraft is ancient witchcraft, and it is still far more powerful than many ordinary witchcraft."

"It's also fortunate. Otherwise, I don't know if I can save Zuoxiang. Although Zhu Youshu is wonderful, it can't fight against the real ancient witchcraft. I don't know what the origin of this European magician is." Long boldly sighed With a sigh of relief.

Fan Jiannan pondered for a moment and said, "I think of a person, maybe he can understand these things."

"Who?" Long boldly frowned, "I can't think of anyone else who can really understand these things except the people from the European Witchcraft Federation?"

"You think the same as I do. I suddenly remembered that druid, the one you fought with last time. What's his name?" Fan Jiannan thought for a while, "By the way, Alpha."

"Him?" Long nodded boldly and said, "He may know something about these things. However, most druids are mysterious. We can't find this person at all."

"Yes." Fan Jiannan said with a headache, "but apart from him, I really don't know anyone else who understands these things."

While they were talking, someone opened the door and walked in.

"Who?" Long Boldly turned around and shouted sharply.

Standing at the door was only a dark-skinned young man.The man looked, a little strangely, with a shaved head and dark reddish skin on his face.He said in unproficient Chinese, "Who are you?"

Fatty Zhang jumped up and said sharply, "You broke into our room and asked who we are? What do you mean?"

With a wave of Long Bold's hand, several shiny silver needles were held in his hand.He stared at this strange young man, as long as the man moved slightly, he would unceremoniously injure his meridians with silver needles.

Fan Jiannan stopped him with his hand, shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous. This should be our friend." After speaking, he immediately made a gesture to the bald young man.

The young man looked at him in surprise, and suddenly knelt down to Fan Jiannan.And yes, a very pious kind of kneeling, with all five bodies on the ground, the whole person almost seems to be prostrate on the ground.

Long Bold saw his appearance and immediately came to his senses.Frowning, "Are you Tibetan?"

The young man said in a low voice, "This must be Mr. Fan, the guru master."

Fan Jiannan was not used to it and said, "Can you get up and talk?"

The young man crouched and whispered, "I am Lausanne. I am entrusted to deliver a letter." He raised an envelope above his head with both hands.

"Send a letter?" Fan Jiannan asked strangely.

In this day and age, paper letters are rare.Because of the rapid development of communication technology, most people have a telephone, and even if there is any text message that needs to be sent, they can also use email or fax.Even the post office seldom has pure letters anymore.Not to mention letters sent by people.

The young man didn't speak, but just raised the envelope above his head with both hands, as if holding something extremely sacred.

Fan Jiannan glanced at him suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and took the envelope from his hand.Here he is, took the envelope, and didn't read it.Fingertips have a very unique feeling.Peaceful and quiet, broad and grand.

He slightly raised his eyebrows, and muttered in a low voice, "A letter from Master Bai?"

"It's him?" Long Bold was also surprised. "The young master who hid secrets?"

Fan Jiannan opened the envelope, only to find that there was no letter on the letter paper.There is only one swastika symbol.

Fan Jiannan whispered, "What's the matter with him?"

"Mr. Fan should have encountered a little trouble recently. But this person has a lot to do with Tantrism. The master wants to tell Mr. Fan that this matter has nothing to do with Tibetan secrets. It just comes from something in this person's hands. If Mr. Fan He will be very grateful if he can help to find it." Luosang said with his head down.

Fan Jiannan thought for a while, pointed to the window and said, "Are you talking about this person?" Luosang glanced at the graphic on the window, his face changed suddenly, and he bowed his head in silence.But his expression already explained a lot of problems.

"Then tell me in detail. What's going on with this person?" Fan Jiannan could only sigh.

"This man is an Englishman." Lausanne whispered.

"British?" Fan Jiannan asked strangely.

"Yes, but his family has lived in India for several generations. He also practiced with an Indian eminent monk and had some exchanges with our Tantra. He is a yoga master." Luosang whispered. "Because of family reasons, he was very obsessed with the mystery of the number of days. I don't know where he got the news about the number of days recently, so I came to find you."

"Sure enough, he came here for the number of days. So he has something to do with the European Federation of Witchcraft?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

"Yes." Lausanne whispered, "We only found out about this recently. He stubbornly believes that you know where the chief wizard of the Witchcraft Federation is. That's why he came to provoke you."

"I'm afraid it's more than that?" Fan Jiannan shook his head and said, "There is no one like him in the Witchcraft Federation, and he doesn't use pure European witchcraft."

"As I said, he has lived in the Himalayas all year round and knows a lot about Tantric Buddhism." Lausanne said in a low voice, "And..."

"And what?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

Luosang looked at Fan Jiannan and said, "This person has a special status."

"It's very special, a British yoga master." Fan Jiannan shrugged, "Before I went to India, I always thought that yoga was just for girls to keep fit."

"He is not an ordinary person. He has one-sixth of Brahmin blood." Lausanne whispered, "Besides, he has stolen something very important from Tantra this time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have rushed to deliver the letter."

"What is so important that it can make you come here from Tibet?" Long boldly asked strangely.

"He took away a very precious Bayeux Sutra of Tantric Buddhism." Luosang said in a low voice.

"Beiye Jing?" Fan Jiannan was taken aback.

The Beiye Sutra is the scriptures written on the leaves of the shell tree, which originated in ancient India.Most of the Bayeux Sutras are Buddhist classics, and some are ancient Indian Sanskrit documents, which are of extremely high value.The total number of existing Bayeux scriptures in the world is no more than a thousand. Among them, the ancient manuscripts of the Bayeux scriptures, many of which belong to the category of orphans, rare books, and rare books.

"The Bayeux Sutra is mainly written in Sanskrit, and there are only a handful of people in the world who are proficient in Sanskrit." Long boldly frowned, "This person is not an expert, so what do you want this thing for?"

"That's not an ordinary Bayeux Sutra, but a secret transmission." Lausanne whispered.

"Secret?" Fan Jiannan suddenly remembered something, turned around and pointed to the graphic on the window glass, "You mean these?"

Luosang nodded, "Because it contains a large number of tantric techniques and rare ancient shamanism. The master thinks that Mr. Fan should know about these. If you meet this person again, you should take precautions."

Fan Jiannan nodded and said, "I understand, thank you Master for me. If I have time, I will visit him again."

Luosang nodded, "Yes." Then he got up and retreated respectfully.

Long Boldly looked at Fan Jiannan and said, "It seems that it is an unexpected harvest. We know more or less the origin of this European magician. According to this Lausanne, it is also credible. First of all, he is European. Secondly, the ancient magician he used Witchcraft and witchcraft, most likely come from the stolen Bayeux."

"But there is one strange thing." Fatty Zhang shook his head and said, "The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong. The Bayeux Sutra originated from ancient India, and it is written in Sanskrit instead of Maha. This is one thing. Also, he Since it has been in India for several generations, it should not have much contact with the European Federation of Witchcraft. Why do you want to stand up for the chief wizard of the European Federation of Witchcraft, and even ask Fan Jiannan to provoke him?"

Fan Jiannan said slowly, "I also want to know why. But that Baijiao master should not have any malicious intentions. Although I don't have much friendship with him, he has no reason to pay me back. And he also helped us once. repeatedly."

Long Boldly looked at the envelope and said, "Are you sure it's the master Baijiao?"

"Yes." Fan Jiannan nodded, "His sense of magic power is unique. As soon as I touched the envelope, I knew it was him."

(End of this chapter)