The two police officers stared sternly at the man who claimed to be Bei Gaoyang sitting in the interrogation chair.
What happened was this: around eight o'clock in the evening, the police station received an alarm. The caller said that a "madman" had broken into his home and could not be driven away no matter what.
I thought it was just a trivial matter, but unexpectedly it turned out to be very weird. After hearing the initial description from the caller, the identity and origin of this "madman" were very suspicious.
The "madman" claimed to be from this family and said that he went to work in a far away place 20 years ago and came back recently. When asked where he worked, he said he went to Africa and asked about the country in Africa and its entry and exit records.
Wait, I'm dumb.
The person who called the police was a retired worker from the city's cotton spinning factory. He was widowed and living alone. He had a son and a daughter. The daughter was working abroad and the son was still studying in Yanjing. He didn't know this person at all.
This person looks very young from the face, in his twenties, but his eyes and temperament look like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, giving him a particularly stable feeling, but also an indescribable weirdness.
"You said your name is Bei Gaoyang, your ID number is 423***, and you live in the Cotton Spinning Community, right!?" Auxiliary police officer Ning Daxia asked.
The man with his hands cuffed nodded.
"Then take a look and see if you recognize him!" Police officer Wang Dong handed over an A4 piece of paper and said, "His name is also Bei Gaoyang. Is he your twin brother?"
"Madman" took a look at the photo on the paper, seemed very touched, and froze.
Wang Dong waited for a while, knocked on the table, and shouted impatiently: "Speak!"
"Crazy" looked down at the photo.
"Tell me the truth, who are you!?"
"Madman" sighed, put down the A4 paper, looked up and said, "When can I leave?"
"Let's go!?" Wang Dong sneered: "You want to go there?"
"Sorry, this is a misunderstanding."
Wang Dong: "Who told you to get up? Sit down!"
With a slight sound, the "madman" took off the handcuffs, put them on the table together with the A4 paper, and said very calmly: "I'm causing trouble for you."
Ning Daxia touched the baton behind him. Wang Dong stood up and shouted: "What do you want to do? I'm warning you carefully..."
At this time, a mysterious and short spell sounded, and the "madman" made a strange gesture. The bodies of Wang Dong and Ning Daxia froze, and their eyes became confused and dull.
The "madman" left the interrogation room, closed the door, and walked towards a policewoman, who bumped into her as if she didn't see him.
"Madman" ducked sideways and walked towards the lobby on the first floor.
In the hall, an old man about sixty years old was taking notes. The "madman" stared at him with complicated eyes for a while.
Half an hour later.
The "madman", that is, Bei Gaoyang, stood outside a mobile phone store, watching the people and cars passing by on the bustling street. All kinds of people passed by, but no one stopped for him, and no one looked at him.
High-rise buildings, busy traffic, and neon lights decorate a completely unfamiliar city that never sleeps.
He felt out of tune with everything here, and the hometown he longed for didn't seem to welcome him very much.
Twenty years, he thought.
Twenty years ago...oh, no, the times were not synchronized.
Ten years ago on Earth, he traveled to a mysterious world called Canaan, where he spent 20 years, growing from a precarious abandoned boy to a great magician famous throughout Canaan.
How many hardships have you endured in the past 20 years and how many times have you escaped death? Isn’t it just to find a way home?
Now, what should I say?
It's wrong, it's all wrong, it's so wrong.
This is not his hometown, but a highly similar place. Maybe it is the Earth in parallel time and space, so is there another Bei Gaoyang?
In the specialty store, a female salesperson saw such a strange man standing at the door of the store, and came out and asked: "You...what can you do?"
Bei Gaoyang came back to his senses, smiled and said politely: "Uh... I want to borrow the toilet, is that okay?"
His tone and smile, especially his unique temperament, impressed the female clerk: "Oh, the bathroom...it's over here, I'll take you there."
"Thanks."
In the bathroom, Bei Gaoyang washed his face with cold water and looked at himself in the mirror.
In order to recognize his relatives, he cut off his hair and even changed into the clothes he wore when he left home. He looked awkward at this moment.
He took off his modern clothes, put on his magic robe, looked in the mirror, and immediately felt much better.
When he walked out, the saleswoman was surprised to see him. Bei Gaoyang nodded and popped a silver coin on the counter in front of her.
——It seems to be just a parallel world.
Walking on the busy street, he gradually came out of his negative emotions.
Maybe, it's time to let it go.
"Look, someone is cosplaying."
"That's right. Wait a minute, I'll take a photo."
"What is he playing? He has such a special temperament."
"I don't know, go and ask."
"Why don't you go..."
He looked in the direction from which the sound came. Unexpectedly, he heard two little girls aged fifteen or sixteen wearing high school uniforms. They turned around in a hurry and couldn't help but take a peek.
He smiled and felt much better.
After wandering around for a few hours, I finally sat down on a park bench.
The dancers in the square were dispersing in twos and threes, and the vendors in the night market were still entertaining the last few customers. A girl wearing a bunny hat pointed to this side with her boyfriend on her arm...
How cruel Canaan is, there is happiness here, just like paradise.
It's a pity that heaven has no magic power and is not a place where he can stay for a long time.
"Brother, where did you buy this outfit? It looks very special!?"
The young couple was sitting on the other side of the bench. The man struck up a conversation and the woman looked at him curiously.
"Uh...this is custom-made."
"Is it expensive?" The man touched the material of the wizard's robe, "Is this a wizard's robe? Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter?"
"It looks like a monster to me," the woman said.
"It seems...none of that!" Bei Gaoyang scratched his head, feeling a little unaccustomed to getting along with others like this, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Bei Gaoyang found a remote and uninhabited place, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate.
A few minutes later, he sighed, and smoothly drew a spell-casting gesture with his right hand in the void. Only his own magic power was involved.
The magic power will eventually run out.
Without external support, the great magician cannot hold on for long.
Can stay for about 3 days.
A demon-free environment is harmful to him, and over time it may damage his origin.
Bei Gaoyang took out a blank book with a black leather cover from the space ring.
This is the [key] that he returned from time travel, and it is also the "artifact" he snatched at a huge cost.
In the forbidden directory of the Holy See of Light, it is called the "Book of Curses" and is codenamed 001.
In the [Twilight Conference] jointly managed by the three major Holy Sees, it was characterized as "The Whispers of the Blasphemous", code-named 004.
In fact, it is just a magic book, a blank magic book.
It has only one characteristic - any spell recorded by it will be successful and will be recognized by the rules and essence.
Whether it is an existing spell or a self-created spell.
To the mage, this is a heaven-defying artifact, but every owner of it has a bad end.
Opening the first page of the cover is a seven-ring spell invented by Bei Gaoyang: the Wish Travel Spell.
"I'll call you "The Book of Canaan" from now on!"
Bei Gaoyang closed the "Book of Canaan" and put away the space ring.
