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075 Misunderstanding

"Please don't do anything, I'll come out right now." After waiting quietly for two or three minutes, just when Lawrence's patience was about to run out and he was about to use a magic missile to solve the problem, a childlike voice came from

came from the notebook, and then a faint shadow floated up from the notebook.

This phantom looks like a ball of off-white mist the size of a basketball. The entire shape looks like a water droplet suspended in the air with its head facing upward. However, there are two marble-sized balls closest to the top 1/3 of the water droplet.

The round milky white highlights may be its eyes.

"Okay, let's talk. You first introduce yourself, and then talk about why you want to absorb Mr. Fontaine's soul." Lawrence said while looking at the spherical mist in front of him.

"I, I am the book charm that lives in this book." The gray-white mist whispered in a child's tone, "I don't know where I came from, but I remember it from the moment I became conscious.

Many people recorded various stories in the book where I lived, and then some people scratched out those words to record new stories."

"During this process, I was also taken from one library to another, and from one person's home to another person's home. In this process, I slowly became what I am now."

"After I have myself, I have to get energy from the outside world in order to survive. But unfortunately, not all the people I meet are extraordinary, and just using the resonance of consciousness cannot satisfy my energy needs. Therefore, when the energy supply is insufficient,

Under the circumstances, I could only sleep for a long time. Fortunately, I was able to draw on a wide variety of powers. So I have survived to this day."

"So that's it." Lawrence nodded and then blessed his body with a [Protection from Evil] and touched the notebook. After his hand touched the notebook, the magic on his body did not react at all.

This proves that what the guy in front of me said is true. It is not an evil spirit creature in disguise, but a book charm just like what he said. This magical creature is a relatively rare spirit creature.

, often generated by the long-term consciousness resonance of a large number of intelligent creatures who read and learn, and are naturally excellent recorders of knowledge and creatures of the absolutely neutral camp.

What Lawrence felt was wrong just now was that Lawrence had discovered clues about it when it left its sustenance and foraged around.

What made Lawrence feel a little regretful was that the book charm in front of him was just an ordinary book charm. According to the introduction of the book Lawrence had seen in the library of St. Gutenberg Cathedral, there were some mutant versions of the book charm in appearance.

It will look cuter. For example, in the notebook of a retired extraordinary person, there was a book charm that grew into the shape of a girl.

"I believe your self-introduction." Lawrence said to the cloud ball in front of him. "But why do you want to absorb the soul of Mr. Little Fontaine? He is unconscious now."

"Yes, I do have part of Mr. Fontaine's soul here, but that's what he asked me to do." Unexpectedly, Shu Mei admitted very straightforwardly that it was indeed related to Mr. Fontaine's coma.

"At that time, I felt that he was very distressed, so I showed up and asked him if he needed help. Then he said that he wanted to write a novel, but he didn't have any ideas.

"I told him that I could show him the stories I recorded, and he agreed." The book charm said seriously, "In the end, he chose to check the memory of my last master."

"Last master?" Lawrence suddenly became interested. "Who was your last master? Why did little Mr. Fontaine choose that story?"

"This, I can't tell you because of the agreement between us. After all, Mr. Fontaine wants to write a good novel. Telling you is equivalent to giving you the outline of the novel." Shu Mei seems to have quite a contract.

Spiritual. "I can only tell you that this story involves a poor student who goes to school here, a top socialite on Purple Moli Street, a wealthy businessman and his wife. Of course, in this story, except for the poor student

No one is a good person."

"Okay, I respect you and promise not to ask these things again." Lawrence shrugged, while mentally filling in a short story of more than 100,000 words, full of all kinds of content that would be 404-ed. But soon he

Focusing on the business. "Then why do you need little Fontaine's soul?"

"I think that's because he is an ordinary person." Shu Mei looked a little innocent. "I told him before that because he does not have extraordinary power, I need a very subtle part of his soul with self-awareness to enter.

The body of my soul acts as a bridge between the two souls and forms a soul resonance with me, so that I can take him to watch that memory, and then I will return the soul to him after he has finished watching it."

"You have to know that as an ordinary person, the only power that can sustain the memory viewing process is the power of his soul. But under normal circumstances, the loss of soul power for a day or two will not harm any ordinary person. Of course, when doing

Before all this happened, I told him all the details and repeatedly reminded him of the possible dangers involved."

"But what I didn't expect is that I haven't seen him since he left that day. And unless he comes to me, I can't use that piece of his soul to establish a connection between us.

Give it back to him."

"So now I can only watch helplessly as he constantly resonates with my soul and consumes his own soul power. As a book charm, I don't have the initiative in this, so I can't cut off this process.

"

"Okay, I think I already understand the situation." Lawrence also had a look of helplessness on his face. It was obvious that little Fontaine was too fascinated when collecting information, and had been hiding this adventure from other people.

people.

So much so that he passed out directly after consuming too much soul power, and other people didn't know what happened to him. In short, this was an accident involving extraordinary power, not an attack caused by some evil force.

.

"Now I'm going to save Mr. Fontaine." After lamenting the unreliability of this young man, Lawrence said to the book charm parasitic on the parchment book in front of him. "I also need your cooperation in this process.

Otherwise, you are likely to be directly regarded as something evil and eliminated."

"Yes, I understand." The gray-white mist moved in the air, looking like a nod. "Please tell me what to do. I will definitely cooperate with you."

"Actually, what you have to do is very simple, as long as-" Lawrence gave a few instructions in a low voice, and then called Saphire who was busy next to him and returned to Fontaine Manor together.

An hour later, in the master bedroom of Fontaine Manor, Lawrence, watched by a group of servants and Mrs. Fontaine, took out two pills and incense from an exquisite wooden box and put them into a silver-embedded incense burner, and then started the incense burner.

The magic in the censer begins to heat up.

Then, amidst the wisps of sweet aroma, he kept making some complicated gestures in front of his chest while muttering some inflections in his mouth, but no one could understand the incantation.

But if someone can understand at this time, he will recognize that Lawrence is reciting in Chinese: "Shariputra, it is neither color nor emptiness, nor emptiness nor color, form is emptiness, emptiness is color -"

After feeling that he was almost pretending, Lawrence gently touched the pocket of his coat three times with his elbow. At the same time, he pointed one finger at Mr. Fontaine lying on the bed and shouted: "Wake up!"

As the words fell, a wisp of faint mist invisible to everyone except Lawrence flew from his chest to the head of little Fontaine lying on the bed. That wisp of mist merged into Mr. Fontaine's head.

Afterwards, with a few coughs, Mr. Fontaine's eyes opened.

"That's great, that's great!" Mrs. Fontaine rushed forward excitedly and hugged little Fontaine who was lying on the bed. "My son, it's great that you are fine."


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