Li Qin opened a thin slit of her eyelids.

The vision is dim and blurry.

He saw an extinguished gas lamp in the wrought iron pattern guardrail on the wall. On the table beside the wall was a greasy blue-gray silver candlestick. The butter candle was almost burning to the bottom. The candle flame was like a hazy shadow, shaking left and right, making people feel very uneasy.

Where is this?

He took a deep breath, and a complex smell rushed into his nose, candle wax, mold spots, medicines, alcohol... The sudden attack made him curl up and cough.

It took a while to stop the cough, but the smell of blood like rust appeared in his mouth. He gasped and held up his body and began to look around.

The unfamiliar environment around him made him think he was dreaming.

On his left was a wooden wall, embedded with a turbid yellow round glass window, a felt hat, brass whistle and wood prints hung by the window. It was very dark outside the window, and the thick fog covered the light of the gas lamp very faintly. His vision passed through the messy and crowded roof, and he could vaguely see the towering huge chimneys and steel brackets in the distance.

A steam airship slowly flew through the air, and occasionally a few dull orange-red sparks spewed out of the exhaust port, and a muffled sound like thunder came from far away.

The cold air with coal smoke crawled in through the crack of the nailed window and hit the face. He shuddered and his heart thumped.

Some inexplicable fragments of memory came to my mind.

This is Gangburg in 973 of the New Calendar, the capital of the Pheri Empire, and one of the most prosperous cities in the world with industrial development.

The messy picture flashed quickly like a lantern.

Steam machinery, coal smoke, prosperity, dirty, marijuana smoke everywhere...

This is not the earth.

Could it be?

Li Qin opened her mouth, lowered her head and spread her hands.

His fingers were slender and his palms were full. He turned over the back of his hand. His pale skin made the green blood vessels look particularly obvious. This was a strange pair of people. The hands of young people looked lacking in nutrition, but they were still healthy.

It's true.

He traveled through time.

"this……"

Li Qin was stunned for a long time.

As a Marine Corps officer diagnosed with advanced stage of pancreatic cancer, he had countless delusions of living again on the operating table, but in the end, did the delusions come true?

He came to his senses, wiped his nose twice, and used to touch his pockets, but he couldn't touch the cigarette, so he had to cough silently and continue to observe the environment around him.

Now his mind is very confused and he can't figure out his thoughts at all.

What is the identity of this body? Is it safe here? It is all unknown.

There was a table in front of him, with a large tabletop, with glass bottles, crucibles and other utensils on the left half, and many messy manuscripts on the right half. A book lies on the wooden support in the middle, and the mottled and faded gilt on the seal depicts the pattern of the double snake staff.

On the edge of the book is a dirty pottery cup, teaspoon, and a half-open ink bottle with horse head trademark. Under the quill pen is a piece of papyrus, and there is a strange black and red runes and array diagram on the paper, exuding a stinking smell of ink mixed with blood.

There is a line of characters on the array diagram.

These words?

"The silver moonlight shines on the road ahead..."

Li Qin understood the bloody words on the paper with difficulty.

This is the Emon language circulated on the continent, but he can recognize it because of the inexplicable memories in his mind.

At this time, the dark red words on the paper squirmed like a bug.

Li Qin was shocked, and her vision suddenly blurred and became clearer again. He calmed down and looked at it, and the words returned to their original state.

"Disillusion?"

Li Qin muttered in her heart. He glanced at the silver candlestick and saw a brown scabbard with a length of forearm. The shiny silver-covered carvings on the sheath were decorated with candlelight. Three opal stones that were not true or false were magnificent. A short knife with a cherry wooden handle fell aside, and there were blood on the blade.

Li Qin suddenly remembered something, raised her left hand and saw a wound on her index finger, but it had already scabbed.

Some intermittent scenes appeared in my mind: just now, "he" used the short knife to cut his index finger, melted blood into the ink, and wrote down magic circles and spells.

"It's so fucking evil." Li Qin cursed twice and picked up the short knife.

Facing the candlelight, the reflection of the sharp blade made him witness his appearance. A young man with black hair, with clear edges and handsomeness. Although his skin was haggard and pale, he revealed the characteristics of a yellow man everywhere.

At this moment, his consciousness suddenly became blank, and the messy memory fragments seemed to be forcibly pieced together by an invisible hand. Information about this face also emerged in the severe pain like a knife:

Rebedeville, an orphan in the Welfare House of Luncowich Parish.

Even in Gunburg, this metropolis with mixed fish and dragons, Lei's oriental bloodline was rare. At the age of four, he was adopted by the owner of the pawn shop, Bedville, who firmly believed that Orientals could bring good luck, and got rid of the fate of becoming a child laborer in the future.

Lei, nineteen years old this year, is a trainee officer at the Medili Street Police Department. Three days ago, he received a legacy, including some bottles and jars, as well as books about alchemy and even mysticism.

Following the knowledge in the book, Lei arranged the ceremony.

Memory breaks at this point.

When he woke up again, he became Li Qin who came through the earth's soul.

Li Qin glanced at the papyrus with a dark red mysterious array map again, and then turned her eyes to the spread out "The Road to Moonlight".

This book is one of the legacy given to Ray by Hepburn Abbott, who lives alone at No. 65 Mediley Street. The mysterious rituals, including that array map, are all the knowledge in this book.

Combining Lei's memory, Li Qin was deeply impressed by this book, but he could not remember some of the details of this book.

Li Qin thought about it and started rummaging on the table. There were many manuscripts on the edge of the book, including not only the alchemy study notes, but also the records of Raybedeville's daily life.

Li Qin found the information he needed:

"July 11; I have to cherish the work of the trainee officer, although Gordon didn't say it, but I guess he paid at least more than five pounds for it."

"July 12; I really want to own a car."

"August 16; Woody finally stopped asking me to serve tea and water anymore. From today on, my work is about to be on track."

“August 17; play cards.”

“August 18; play cards.”

“August 19; play cards.”

"August 20; my card skills are finally no longer so bad, but I must stop being decadent. Lei! Have you forgotten Gordon's efforts? If you don't memorize "Principles and Use of Analytical Machines", you will definitely not be able to pass the formal assessment!"

“August 21; play cards.”

"August 24; days without money are gloomy and desperate, and there is nothing to record."

"On September 12th, Claire, from the fish and chips restaurant, accidentally spilled vinegar on me. She apologized to me and asked me to go to her house to get the washed clothes tomorrow. She probably did it on purpose."

"September 13; I like her lips, softer than pudding."

"September 23; I drove away several thieves who had illegally invaded for Mr. Hepburn. Unfortunately, if there were guns, I wouldn't let them go so easily."

"September 25; poor Mr. Hepburn, he was infected with fever, and no relative came to take care of him! Although he was a little withdrawn, he had to say that he was a wise and knowledgeable person. During the days when I visited him at the Vlachi Hospital, many of his words inspired me."

"September 30; I still can't accept it. Mr. Hepburn, my friend, has reached the end of his life without warning!"

"October 8; I received a legacy, a gift designated by Mr. Hepburn's will. Unbelievable! Mr. Hepburn actually has another identity, not only a typist, but also a mysterious alchemist! I have to keep this secret well."

"October 15; it turns out that alchemy is so great, but the knowledge involved in the field of occultism makes me uneasy. Why does the Phillie Empire Security Act and the church heresy ruling regulations limit the spread of occultism? Even every year, illegal people who privately explore occultism are hanged... Oh my God, just a few days ago, I burned a batch of taboo books under the order of Officer Woody, and now, I locked myself in the attic and indulged in it day and night! Thunder! It's time to wake up. If you continue like this, what awaits you will be the iron hooves and wheels of the Grey Knight!"

"October 18; I did not resist the temptation after all, but what's wrong with pursuing the truth?"

"October 19; I had that dream again, the moonlight flowed like mercury in the woodland, who was whispering in my ear?"

"October 21; I've had enough of the job of the trainee police officer! Those gangsters know that I don't have the power to enforce the law, and even dare to humiliate me in person! I will find this scene back! Before get off work today, Woody actually scolded me for not asking the potential criminals with crimes on time in the neighborhood? Don't this fat pig know that his trivial matters occupy my time? Wait, sooner or later I will use his greasy fat face to polish my shoes!"

"October 24; a bad day, fuck! Even Clay, this bitch is closed to me! Fuck it, I should consider a different lover."

"October 25th; life will not be dull forever, I finally enter the road of moonlight. Come on, thunder, you will gain real strength. The whispers in your ears are getting clearer and clearer. Is it you? Teacher Hepburn."

"October 27; they said I'm a little nervous lately, these bitches are raised!"

"October 28; it's frustrating, even Gordon thinks I'm nervous. Ray, calm down, you have to pay attention to this issue. Damn, the knowledge in the book never tiresome to remind me how dangerous it is to contact the spiritual world, but I've actually ignored these words with arrogance! Stop, I don't want to become a lunatic, and I don't want to be dragged onto the gallows!"

"November...ha, how can I hope that ordinary people can understand my pursuit!"

The later the manuscript is, the more messy the handwriting and logic of the manuscript becomes.

By comparing the manuscripts behind with the previous ones, we can find that Lei's spirit does seem to have problems.

Under the dim candlelight, Li Qin licked her fingers and frowned while flirting through the manuscript.

From these diaries, it is not difficult to find that Raybedeville was originally an ordinary person, but that legacy changed his life trajectory.

"The road of the moon shine, whispers, hallucinations... It seems that exploring mystical learning will lead to unknown dangers. But how did he die?"

Li Qin touched her chin and suddenly saw a corner of the manuscript under "The Road to Moonlight".

I took out the manuscript and saw that the handwriting on it had not dried up yet, and it was written in blood, like a cluster of dark red earthworms. The madness and fear revealed in the notes were shocking:

"Teacher Hepburn! Let me go!"

Hepburn? That dead Hepburn?.

A wave of unidentified murmur sounded in his ears, and Li Qin's body suddenly became stiff, and her neck felt cold, as if something was lying behind him and breathing.
Chapter completed!