Transcendent Dawn Chapter 227: Status

"Yawn..."

　　 Irving with deep bags under his eyes yawned: "You know... I usually have a boring life, and I don’t like going out. I am not interested in hunting and reception salons..."

　　 "No... I don't know."

　　 Sulu answered calmly.

　　 "Okay...actually I wanted to say..." Irving seemed a little hard to tell: "I like to read, and I have a little research on ancient text... But in Old Made, the former tenant of your apartment has passed away. After that, I found some very interesting texts in his remains...Don’t get me wrong, I did not embezzle any tenant’s property, I just copied a copy, and all the relics were handed over to the police station..."

　　"Some of the above descriptions, as well as the mystery involved, are very interesting...so I...I tried..."

　　 Owen said: "Recently...I found that I had nightmares every night, and it was the same nightmare, which made my sleep quality plummet..."

　　‘Old Maade turned out to be a mystery? But... Judging from the fact that the other party planted the garden with wormwood, it is not impossible...’

　　 Sulu stroked his chin.

　　 As for Owen, why didn’t I find the Church of the Goddess of Light and the 11th inning? This is easy to understand.

　　 After all, acquiring the property of a deceased tenant is not a good thing, even if it's just a copy of some content.

　　‘What’s more... This Irving is a little like a kid, and what he thinks is how to conceal it, or solve it by himself...’

　　‘Furthermore...If you just have a nightmare, the 11th Bureau may not be accepted. ’

　　 Sulu crossed his hands and fingers, already understanding the cause and effect, and said to the expectant Owen: "I need to read the manuscript you said... And, please describe your dreams carefully!"

　　 "No problem!"

　　Owen handed over a few notebooks.

　　 Sulu opened it and found that the above record was very confusing.

　　There are general Hebrew, ancient Hebrew, even a few Gulamic words, and some symbols that are completely incomprehensible.

　　 "This... the grammar is too messy..."

　　 He frowned.

　　 If the ancient Hebrew language is the lingua franca of the mystery world, Gulam is called the oldest language, it is very rare, and this language seems to be deeply involved in the spirit world and the ancient snake society.

　　"I also think it’s weird...but this is not a problem I copied. I have repeatedly compared it and they are exactly the same as the original."

　　 Owen sighed and replied.

　　 "Then... please continue to describe your nightmare..."

　　 Su Lu quickly flipped through it, and got a bottom in his heart.

　　 Although there is some occult common sense, there are more fallacies.

　　 Old Madder is not so much a professional as an avid occult enthusiast, or half of his foot has stepped into the door of transcendence.

　　'Because this knowledge is too fragmented... it should be the content he has continuously acquired and summarized in his life... It is a pity, if it is not for physical reasons, and he is too old, he may have the hope of becoming a truly extraordinary person and mastering mysterious powers ...'

　　‘The only surprising thing is that he was able to get access to a part of Gulamic content, which is probably related to the existence of evil such as demons...’

　　 Sulu maintained a listening posture, thinking silently in his heart, and Owen’s description was continuously passed into his ears at the same time:

　　 "I...I only saw some sporadic clips..."

　　 "That is an ancient square well, right in my garden..."

　　 "I wore retro costumes and fell into the music..."

　　"Lonely, cold, hugging me with death..."

　　 "After that, I woke up... But this dream lasted a long time..."

　　……

　　 Irving's face was a little confused, and he muttered dreamily.

　　 Sulu was inspired to put it out. No grieving spirit was found in the villa, and Owen was also very clean.

　　 He thought for a while, and said, "Perhaps...this is just a dream, representing some revelation...you fall into a dry well, and you are with loneliness and cold, which means that you will get into some trouble in the future, and you need courage. Face..."

　　Of course, this may also be a ritual that connects you to the mind of an unknown existence and is watched by Him, commonly known as the Great Death.

　　 Su Lu added in his heart and asked: "So...is there an ancient well in your garden?"

　　 "No! There has never been such a thing in my garden, we can go and see!"

　　 Owen got up and led Sulu through the living room.

　　"Here...you live alone?"

　　Su Lu looked at the empty villa and asked curiously.

　　"Yes, my father likes to live in the city center, and some relatives, but they seem to be... afraid of me! No... maybe not afraid, but how to say it? Too respectable? Not used to..."

　　 Owen answered casually.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 In the hallway, Hallock ran around excitedly, barking at a row of oil paintings.

　　"These... are the ancestors of our Dougwell family. The Dougwell family lived on this land before the city of Rory was built. It is said that the ancestors also participated in the construction of the city... …"

　　 Owen introduced with a little pride.

　　"This is my great-grandfather, Johnny Dougwell. He once served as a city councillor and promoted the construction of the landmark lighthouse..."

　　"The one next to me is my great-great-grandfather, Ernest Dougwell! A great writer, you may have seen his work..."

　　"The one on the far left is Big Owen and Little Owen. They participated in the construction of Rory City..."

　　……

　　While talking~IndoMTL.com~Owen took Sulu to the garden behind the villa.

　　 This is a large flower garden, full of common flowers such as roses, roses, tulips, lilies, etc. and hired gardeners to take care of them.

　　 At the edge of the flowerbed, there are some cherry tomatoes.

　　 Irving said in a pity: "I planted these by myself. If you come in June and July, you can taste them."

　　 "There will always be a chance in the future."

　　 Sulu responded with a smile and inspected the entire garden, including the gardener, gardener, and maid.

　　The final conclusion is...very clean!

　　"Please rest assured, having a nightmare is not a big deal...I need to go back and read the related materials. Can I take these transcripts back to study together?"

　　 Sulu asked.

　　 "Feel free...I don't want to see them anymore. I asked Kindham to send you back... Sorry... I am not in good shape, so I won't invite you to lunch."

　　 Owen waved his hand.

　　 Sulu held the transcript, bowed slightly, and left with Harlock.

　　 At the door of the villa, Kindham was already waiting by the carriage.

　　Sulu nodded, got on the carriage, and looked at Hallock as he entered.

　　 The other party shook the dog's face innocently, saying that there was no gain.

　　 This situation caused Su Lu's heart to sink.