Fashen live room

Chapter 75
The paper used in Adrian's notebook is not parchment but papyrus. Once soaked in water, it has been deformed out of shape, and the pages are wet and wrinkled and stuck together, and they are inseparable.Most of the handwriting written on it has also melted away, and the black lumps are full of ink marks, and there are few intact ancient Chinese characters.

Norman turned the soaked notebook over and over again, but didn't discover the big secret, but accidentally tore several pages that had been soaked.

Finally put it on the table, the whole notebook has been tattered.

"It's all Yinnar, it's gone like this!..."

Tomas regretted repeatedly, he looked really hurt, his eyes were focused on the notebook and he couldn't bear to leave it for a moment, it seemed that he felt more distressed than Norman, people who didn't know saw it, and thought that the notebook was real. He was the master, not Norman.

As the real owner of the notebook, Norman stared at the mess in front of him in a daze.

What about the big secret?
"66666666"

"It hurts old iron."

"Hahahahaha, I knew it would be like this, anchor, you really do this?"

"Successfully brought a wave of rhythm by the barrage."

"I really want to see the host's expression now, it must be very exciting!"

"Didn't you realize that the angle of view has been frozen for a long time? I'm afraid the anchor has petrified now."

"It should be cut first, see, this is the consequence of not listening to me."

"Cut your mother to sell batches. Do you still want to cut it? You can tell at a glance that there is nothing. This is a simple notebook."

"Standard ending, I would be surprised if there is really some magical book hidden in it, and it's not a martial arts novel."

……

"...I really don't know what you want to do. If you really don't want it, you can give me this book,"

Norman was still looking at the notes in front of him in a daze, and Tomas' rambling words kept coming from around him.

This guy is still brooding over the fact that Norman just ruined a book. After all, this is a book-books written in the common language are very precious, let alone this is a book written in the ancient language. wrote the book.

How can I change a bucket of wheat bars?

"Why don't we roast it with a fire? Maybe it can be dried, and then we can find someone to sell it for a barrel of ale to drink..."

Norman's eyeballs suddenly moved when he heard Thomas babbling up to this point.

To be honest, he also feels sorry for the only book he owns being ruined like this: Thomas is right, even if he doesn’t want it, it’s still a book anyway, and it’s still a book written in an ancient language. Can you sell some money?It's such a shame to waste it like that.

It has to be rescued quickly, and the method Thomas said seems to be quite good.

"Fire!"

Norman greeted him, and he rushed to the corner in no time.

There was an extra simple earthen stove, built by Norman to boil water every day, and now his broken pot is still on it, with some firewood and hay piled beside it.

Norman and Thomas got into the corner to work together, and quickly lit the fire under the cooperation, and then Norman went to the table and carefully held the notebook over, holding it with one hand, with his own The hands are grilled over the fire for the stand.

At this moment, Lancelot, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke out.

"Congratulations, you have learned another valuable lesson."

Lancelot's voice came from the bottom of his heart.

"This lesson tells you that in the face of temptation, you must think calmly before acting, otherwise you will only have regrets."

It's true that Lancelot doesn't make a sound very often, but every time he makes a sound, Norman remembers it deeply, such as this time.And Norman really felt that he was too impulsive just now, and immediately acted upon the temptation of those mages' words, and didn't think it through carefully. This is probably what Gawain once said.

After taking the opportunity to educate Norman, Lancelot said again: "But you don't have to worry too much. We have recorded all the contents of this notebook. If you want to know anything, just ask us..."

Before Lancelot could finish his sentence, Norman suddenly felt a burning sensation in his hand, and then took a quick look and saw that the notebook was on fire.

I clearly hold the notebook with my palm carefully, the flame is at the bottom, my palm is in the middle, and the notebook is on top, and the notebook is still soaked in water, how can it be burned? !
"..."

Thomas, who had been rambling all this time, stopped talking, and stared at the notebook blankly, as if he didn't understand how the notebook full of water could be burned in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the flames on the notebook burst into flames, and the flames were actually bigger than the flames in the fire pit.And Norman couldn't hold it anymore, he was stung by the raging fire, subconsciously turned his hand over, and retracted his hand, letting the burning notebook fall into the fire pit.So the flame on the notebook merged with the flame in the clay stove, and the fire became more intense.

Norman glanced at his left hand, and saw that the palm of his hand was completely black - if he didn't retract it in time, the flesh would burn and burst.

He didn't care about licking the wound, so he stood up and ran to the water storage bucket, picked up the storage bucket with one hand and rushed to the earthen stove, flipped it over, and poured all the water in the storage bucket.

"Wow!"

"Zi!"

After pouring half of the water in the storage bucket, the earthen stove was directly submerged. The flames that were originally burning were all extinguished after a few struggles, and only a few wisps of white smoke curled up.

Norman, on the other hand, looked at the pile of puddles, dazed.

I'm afraid I won't be able to save him at all...

This earthen stove is still used to boil water, so it is obviously impossible to leave it alone.So Norman then slowly drained the water from the clay stove, along with a pile of burnt plant ash and paper ash.

When the cleaning was at the end, Norman's movements gradually slowed down, getting slower and slower, and finally stopped completely, his eyes staring at the fire pit without blinking.

There was a blue light.

Norman slowly stretched out his hand, scraped the ashes off the thing, and took it out of the fire pit.

It was a piece of "paper", a blue "paper", densely filled with old sayings, and on the top, there were two old sayings written on it.

Catch the sea.

Seeing this scene, the mages in his body gradually fell silent at first, and then suddenly a lot of voices surged up again.

"Damn it, there really is a magic book!"

"Catch the sea? What does this mean? I don't understand."

"I'm going, this is unscientific! How can people in the Middle Ages in another world know our traditional Chinese routines?"

"I didn't see anything when I soaked it just now. Why did it come out as soon as I burned it? It's really a turnaround. How did this thing hide in that book?"

"It can't be destroyed by such a big fire, it's definitely a good thing!"

"I said to roast it with fire! This is awesome!"

"The name Ganhai is too common. It doesn't have the momentum of "Sunflower Treasure"."

……

Behind Norman, Thomas stared closely at the blue piece of paper in Norman's hand, with complex emotions in his eyes: surprise, doubt, nostalgia, memory, relief, relief...

(End of this chapter)