I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

"Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology."

Lin Jie covered the cover of the notebook with the thin and hard "shell" made of blood and dust, and used the released

Scrape off too finely.

He is not used to using these ethers, after all, he is just an ordinary person, and there is not much place for him to use it.

It's just that he keeps storing it when he's going between dreams at night, like a hamster hoarding pine cones, which makes him inexplicable.

feel safe.

The hard shell was slowly peeled off under the "carving" of the invisible ether, and the remaining debris fell on the counter.

The ones that appear on the cover of the note at the bottom, and the grooves in the lower left corner of the cover that were originally covered and filled, constitute this.

The sample row has some broken fonts.

"call.

Lin Jie blew off the debris on the desktop, then looked at the "new" notebook.

The keeper of this notebook, neither the smuggler in the lower city nor Theodore, who bought it on the other hand, did not try.

Figure peeling off its dirty shell——

One aspect may be that there is not enough time, and another aspect may be that it is not necessary.

Of course, it is also possible that the technology is insufficient, and I dare not try it rashly.

Originally, special tools should be used for this kind of restoration of antiquities, but Lin Jie is not at home now.

It's not at school either, where the only tool at hand is a screw, you can't hold that thing against such a fragile book.

use.

Therefore, Lin Jie had to use the ether power that was almost forgotten by himself to replace the professional tool to clean this notebook.

reason.

From the results, the efficiency flow.

"The Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology was indeed sent by this institute to attend the archaeological academic seminar at that time.

People's souvenirs. "

Lin Jie finally knew why he felt familiar.

Because he himself has a notebook that looks like this, and a matching pen.

Although he majored in folklore, because of his "family learning origin", almost all the people who came and went at home since he was a child are

The staff who study history and archaeology-related content are familiar with Lin Jie's attainment in archaeology.

As mentioned earlier, whenever there is a shortage of manpower in the archaeology major next door, Lin Jie will always be pulled to help him.

In the same way, those students who put their respect for Professor Lin on Lin Jie always hope that he can

Inherit Lin Minghai's "mantle" and take him to various academic seminars, or simply take him to the archaeological site

However, Lin Jie lacks interest in this. He does not like to study the dead objects that have already passed away. He prefers the visible, and the present

Folklore that is closely related to the people who are living.

What's more, the expectant eyes they looked at him did not fall on him.

Why should he try to please them?

Having said that, Lin Jie is not a fool, and of course he will not just express his inner thoughts like this.

He will still go, but it is mostly perfunctory.

And the seminar hosted by the Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology was a trivial one.

Afterwards, the notebook was kept by Lin Jie, and was placed with his other souvenirs, never to be touched again.

"I didn't expect that in this form, in another world, I would see such a book again."

Lin Jie's eyes swept over the vague inscriptions on the cover. It was hard to tell what he was in. He stretched out his fingers.

Nodding on his forehead.

"The director of that institute seems to be surnamed Duan. It seems that someone introduced that he was a student of Lin Minghai.

It is true that I have done work in God for a period of time, but I have never seen Director Duan visit, not even a funeral.

I came to participate, so I subconsciously thought that the two were just a relationship. "

"If I could have a deeper understanding at that time, maybe I would know the director of this section, whether it is this note or not.

Duan Xuemin mentioned here. "

Lin Jie shook his head:

"But since it's a style notebook, the whole thing will be related to the Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology.

It is inseparable from the relationship. The research institute mentioned in it is very likely to be it. The problem is only that the owner of this note is Wan.

People are just like me who got this notebook as a souvenir from a seminar. "

"Ugh.

He sighed, it was too difficult to deduce the truth just from such a mutilated notebook.

There are still many uncertainties

There is also a very important point, that is, according to Theodore, and Lin Jie's own judgment, this notebook starts with

The code also has a history of more than a hundred years.

But Lin Minghai had a car accident twenty-four years ago.

If it was really his archaeological work at that time, then it means that the time on both sides

The flow rate is different.

Or, when they passed through the "door", the time and space were distorted, allowing them to travel for a hundred years

front down

The urban area, leaving the cut that I see now.

"Nogin's

It seems that there are very big secrets buried in the urban area. The second era and the previous ruins should all be there.

There, if it came like this, there might still be a mysterious power from ancient times.

Lin Jie felt that he had more reasons to go to Xiacheng.

At that time, the entire team was ordered to write down notes. There were nearly 30 people, and there must be more than this one left.

If you can get other people's notes, it means you are one step closer to the truth.

"Moreover, since the languages ​​of the two worlds are different, it means that in the eyes of Azir's 'natives', this notebook reads

It is simply an incomprehensible ghost talisman that has no value at all. "

"But Theodore said that the notebook was causing him trouble, that he was being watched, which means

Probably,

In Azir, a group of people have discovered the value of this notebook, which is why people want to get it. "

Lin Jie's face was dignified: "It is unlikely that you can tell from this notebook alone, I boldly assume that they have

Maybe there are other notebooks already, or other items from Earth. "

A pendant made of yellow crystal swayed in the air, shining brightly.

"This is the beauty of a mineral that has been confirmed to be completely extinct in Azir."

Cleveland sighed through the color refracted by the crystal, and stared at the huge central engulfing two people.

The eye-catching "lair" with obsession: "This kind of dream creature, who is so powerful in childhood, is even more smelly.

Unheard of, this is at least a quasi-god level. "

He put away the pendant, felt the fluctuation of the enchantment points around him, and showed a smile of victory: "No wonder Shang Da Fengda

People will let us temporarily change our plans and sacrifice two little pawns as traps in exchange for such a good pet.

pay. "

ps1: didn't fall asleep!

ps2: Old readers who have seen Miss Mermaid should be able to see that the character name Lin Minghai is playing with my own meme

In fact, I originally wanted to collaborate on the next two books, Lin Haiqi, the protagonist of the mermaid, appeared on the stage, but after thinking about it, the plot is not compatible.

yong, even if