"Suddenly I understand why Brother Bai must capture the two of us..."

An Xiangwen's face was full of melancholy. After reading the notes about asking for magic, he had an epiphany.

The hard conditions, the bone staff, the magic circle, etc. are all ready. The abbot of Fuzhao Temple made the former personally, and the latter was in his dream...

"Wait a minute!" Qi Zhuyue, who had just escaped from Baisu Tiger's mouth, raised her hand, "Magic circle, in a dream?" What did Mr. An miss and not say!!

"Hey, didn't I say that?"

An Xiangwen took out the thread-bound book he had almost finished flipping through from his arms, and turned the paper to the pages where he had folded the footers.

"These are the ones that are useful. The others...the others are just quotations from believers. Miss Qi, you can read them if you want. It's just a waste of time."

The black-haired girl who had just told her what she knew about the department in a semi-coercive manner shook her head.

There was no need to read it. She also took the time to read the thread-bound book in her hand. It was all nonsense.

Yes, nonsense, Qi Zhuyue doesn’t want to see the recorder praise how great the Buddha he believes in, no matter how great he is, he is just an alien.

An Xiangwen:?

An Xiangwen: "So Miss Qi has finished reading the book...?"

Qi Zhuyue: "Yes."

An Xiangwen: "But isn't this thing dozens of pages thick?" It took him a long time to read most of it!

Qi Zhuyue looked at An Xiangwen in confusion: "It's just speed reading. Isn't this a very simple technique?" To explain it specifically, it is the inevitable pain of social animals. You can't always wait for you to finish reading the dossier.

An Xiangwen: It might as well be called quantum wave speed reading, which is even more outrageous.

The curly-haired young man was full of the desire to complain. He felt that he and Qi Zhuyue were holding two dices. He scored an ordinary success, and Qi Zhuyue scored a great success.

An Xiangwen didn't know how to speak for a while, so he flipped through the thread-bound book on the floor, pointed to the text on it and said, "This is right here, this is the magic circle, and these blocks are buildings."

Complex lines are painted on the paper, and several circles like pebbles are drawn in inconsistent places.

Qi Zhuyue felt that the arrangement of the circle looked familiar, and it looked like the distribution of some astrology, but she couldn't think of it for a while.

So...Why is there no Internet here? Modern people who are deeply dependent on the Internet are at a loss.

"It doesn't matter if it's a star distribution or not, this magic circle can't be destroyed anyway..." An Xiangwen complained.

If it were a small one, it would be okay. If you move the stones and change the trajectory of the magic circle, it might be destroyed, but this super large one...can't be done.

Qi Zhuyue smiled bitterly and said: "Dreamland is really a very foul place."

Then she asked: "How did Mr. An see it?"

Regarding this point, An Xiangwen touched the tip of his nose and coughed: "Brother Bai said it."

Qi Zhuyue slowly typed a question mark.

Does Mr. Bai still have time to talk about this before he leaves?

The current situation is that two humans are squatting alone on a futon in the main hall, studying books about Fuzhao Temple, and Baisu is missing.

It cannot be said that he has disappeared. The black-haired young man claimed to have gone out to hunt for wild food and left the human behind in the temple.

Originally, Bai Su had left, but considering the fighting power of human beings... he still turned back and left something behind.

An Xiangwen looked towards the direction of the palace door out of the corner of his eye. There was a very small creature there. It jumped around occasionally and squatted there most of the time.

Is that a dog? An Xiangwen thought uncertainly, what he saw in the morning was indeed not an illusion!

"Don't look." A female voice came from the side, "Don't look too much, that's not a dog."

Qi Zhuyue held An Xiangwen's shoulders: "Where did you just say? Mr. Bai told you about the magic circle?"

"Ah, yes, when he left, he saw the page I turned and told me about it." An Xiangwen's attention was drawn back, "Those winding walls outside are the routes of the magic circle.

The main hall is located where the stone is."

If Bai Su could see it, it would be no wonder.

But this shows from another perspective that Baisu doesn't mind them knowing the details of the ceremony.

Qi Zhuyue: "Mr. An, do you think we demolished this hall...?"

An Xiangwen: "?"

White dog: "Woof!"

Qi Zhuyue: "Haha... I'm just talking nonsense."

Not wanting to attract the attention of the creature at the door, Qi Zhuyue swallowed back the rest of her words.

The white dog turned back from the door, its head with invisible eyes looked at the human, and its mouth stuck out its tongue very much like a dog.

Even if the tongue looks like it is covered with tiny white round spots, that structure is considered a tongue.

Qi Zhuyue lowered her eyes and pushed out of her mind the images that could drive her trypophobia crazy, but her outstanding inspiration was touched again at this moment.

The white dog stuck out its tongue and lay lazily on the ground. The hair on its body was squeezed when its limbs were in contact with the ground, and the eyeballs hidden under the body were exposed little by little.

Human eyeballs are clear in black and white.

...Is Mr. Bai really not an eyeball? Qi Zhuyue buried her head in despair.

The dog at the door actually has nothing exposed, and the hair on its body is quite strong.

"Miss Qi?"

"It's okay, I'm dizzy, I'll take a rest."

An Xiangwen wanted to speak but stopped.

He always felt that Qi Zhuyue's current state seemed to have seen something he shouldn't have seen, and then his mind was affected.

To put it another way, first go through the inspiration, then go through the sancheck. If the inspiration succeeds, the sancheck fails, and then you lose your mind.

Having said that, the summoning spell used for this summoning is also very well written... It is probably a 5% success rate for one sacrifice. A maximum of ten sacrifices can be placed on the magic circle, which is 50%. After that, it depends on the person who presides over the ceremony.

People contribute...mp? It seems that one caster can calculate a 10% success rate.

An Xiangwen made a calculation and felt that no matter how hard he got it, he could not get 100%...but generally speaking, 70% or 80% was enough.

An Xiangwen was thinking and talking to himself, and what he said was heard by Qi Zhuyue, who was gradually calming down.

"Actually, I wanted to ask this before..." Qi Zhuyue asked in confusion, "Why are you not surprised at all, Mr. An, when you read this book..."

Even if she is a member of the special department, why is An Xiangwen an ordinary person?

"Huh?" An Xiangwen raised his head, "Why are you surprised?"

Qi Zhuyue said in confusion: "This kind of thing is beyond common sense..." Whether it was about to be sacrificed on the spot or seeing the ritual array.

An Xiangwen: "Hasn't Miss Qi ever played trpg games?"

Qi Zhuyue: "What?"

An Xiangwen's expression became strange, as if he had learned some strange news, and he murmured "I see...".

His voice was so soft that Qi Zhuyue didn't hear him clearly.

Soon, An Xiangwen changed his tone: "Then let me introduce you to Miss Qi."

"If you still have a chance to go out, and Miss Qi remembers it, please be sure to play the game I recommended to you!"
Chapter completed!