Chapter 148 Contract, Do You Care? (Thanks to the Leader of Mage Drift)

It was pouring rain.

Lu Yuan walked silently beside the road.

At this time, his body had returned to normal. His wide jacket was soaked by the rain and stuck to his body.

The rain slid down the brim of his hat and dripped down Lu Yuan's smooth and cold face. A crow landed in front of him, blocking his way.

A large truck tore through the rain curtain and roared towards him.

Under the orange lamppost, the crow flapped its wings and flew up. Before leaving, it gave Lu Yuan a "cold" warning.

As if reminding him of something.

Lu Yuan stood there, squinting his eyes and watching the crow go away, letting the heavy rain fall on his head.

The flash of lightning that flashed from time to time cast a change of light and dark on his face.

He felt a little "locked".

The powerful god servant of the Crow God Cult who was killed by him before.

He cast a certain "curse" on him before he died.

It may not be accurate to describe it as a curse because Lu Yuan did not suffer any damage. Of course, it is also possible that the damage was exempted for some unknown reasons.

But one thing the Strong God Servant succeeded.

He connected Lu Yuan with another powerful consciousness, or it can be said that he provided another powerful existence with "clues" about Lu Yuan's identity.

It was more like a duel contract that existed within the Crow God Cult... I was forced to accept it.

The crow that just flew away was like...

"reminding" him of the correct execution of this duel.

"Monitoring" him to prevent him from "avoiding the battle and running away."

It also became a representative of a certain will, acting as a referee and notary of this "contract duel".

"So, the one who locked me... is likely to be a more powerful existence in the Crow God Cult than the Strong God Servant, his backer? Boss?"

Lu Yuan turned his mind and kept most of his thoughts in his mind.

He exhaled lightly and continued to move forward.

The Crow God Cult's divine servants who graduated from professional schools do have many tricks, and they even have such means...

Lu Yuan unexpectedly did not feel nervous or panic about the upcoming duel, but instead had an eager expectation.

With the continuous improvement of the four-dimensional attributes and the continuous unlocking of skills on the [Fighter] panel, Lu Yuan clearly felt his own growth and transformation all the time.

Whether it was the body or the will.

He was gradually realizing the core spirit of being a fighter: breaking through his own limits one by one, eager to conquer all challenges from the unknown!

Lu Yuan called up the career panel to check his gains tonight.

The improvement on the [Tell the Dead (Extraordinary)] panel is needless to say. The professional experience value of [Fighter] has increased by more than 700 points, and the total experience has exceeded 3,500, which is halfway through the lv7 stage.

The experience value of Crane Shape Step has also increased a little, and it is about to break through lv4.

The three core martial arts of the Crane School are like branches on the trunk of a tree to Lu Yuan's current strength system, which can make his moves more exquisite and his means of dealing with the enemy more abundant.

It is also an indispensable prerequisite for comprehending the three mysteries.

"[Tell the Dead (Supernormal)] is upgraded, and 1 attribute point and 1 skill point are obtained.

Lu Yuan chose between the four basic attributes and several panels, and finally put aside the idea of ​​adding points.

For the time being, he has not decided which one to upgrade.

Bringing home in the heavy rain, after taking a shower,

Lu Yuan sat in front of the computer and relied on the syllables of a few words he said to the powerful god servant of the Crow God Cult in his memory.

He began to search for the corresponding ancient languages ​​on the Internet.

His [Ancient Language Expert] profession has been shelved for a long time, and he just picked it up recently. He mainly explored the Crypt Cult and the Ganesha Cult before. ’s background, but he didn’t know much about the Crow God Cult.

This was actually quite strange, because the Crow God Cult was the evil god cult that Lu Yuan had the deepest contact with, which was a bit like being in the dark under the lamp.

The search process was quite smooth, and there was not a lot of information that could be found online.

The Crow God servants spoke a very niche ancient language called "Spirit Language".

It is also called "Black Crow Language", "Underworld Language", "Dead Soul Language" and so on.

In Havel, there are still a small number of people learning and using this language.

And these people usually have only one profession: mediums .

It can also be called "psychic".

It is equivalent to... a professional language. In Havel folklore, only those who are proficient in "ancient spiritual language" are qualified to communicate with the underworld and the dead.

If you don't know this language, you can't even get out of Havel as a witch. On the second day of opening, you will be thrown rotten eggs and called a "liar".

Lu Yuan's intelligence is as high as 17. After entering the lv3 [absolute concentration] state, his learning ability is directly maxed out.

It took him less than half an hour to successfully rely on some fragmentary information about the ancient spiritual language collected on the Internet. Deciphered the few words the Raven God Servant said.

The first sentence they said when they met meant: [The Black Raven King is watching each of her servants.

It was probably some kind of codeword between the Raven God Servant. ♦♦🆂🅷🆄🆇.🅲♦🅼

Lu Yuan repeated it, and it was obviously wrong, but not completely wrong, so that the other party could verify it.

The second sentence was said by the Raven God Servant after Lu Yuan kicked him: [The black crow will peck your flesh, suck your marrow, and imprison your soul in a bottle, brewing it into a wine of death and pain.

This sentence is pure curse and curse, there is nothing to study.

The key point is the last sentence: [The goddess who controls the Styx will pay attention to everything that happens. You, the skin thief hiding under the feathers of the crow... Lord Carlophis will avenge me. Under the witness of the great Crow God, I will personally take away your dirty and despicable rotten soul!

Praise the Crow God, dedicate my body, and the contract will take effect! ]

[You have learned a new skill: [Ancient Spirit Language v1]]

[You concentrate on studying for 20 minutes, and your understanding of the new skill has improved. Experience points +1

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Lu Yuan calmly looked at the translation he wrote on the paper.

He looked at it carefully for a while.

Then he tore it off, crumpled it, and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

It was almost the same as he had expected.

He was indeed... targeted by a "master" of the Crow God Cult.

Lu Yuan stood up from the desk and walked to the window.

He opened the window, and the heavy rain outside was still pouring down.

There were no pedestrians on the street downstairs, only the dim light of the street lamp was dimly lit in the rain.

Two crows perched on the lamppost, letting the heavy rain wet their feathers, but still refused to leave, just staring at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan looked at them quietly.

Soon, his eyes shifted to the dark night sky in the distance. Crow God Cult... Carlophis, right...

Full moon.

Styx.

Red spider lily.

Lu Yuan stood up calmly, not surprised at the scene in front of him.

Every time he made a breakthrough on the [Notice to the Dead (Supernormal)] panel.

It would inevitably trigger the arrival of the crow dream.

Sometimes he wondered if this was some kind of inherent "means of attracting new members" of the Crow God.

In the Crow God Cult, would it be called an oracle? A divine dream? The favor and revelation of the Crow God?

I don't know.

By the quietly flowing Styx, the "old friend" woman in a black dress sat quietly watching.

Long black hair scattered in the river, looking at the direction of the huge full moon, with a beautiful posture.

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, and suddenly he strode towards the woman.

"Hey!"

Lu Yuan shouted at the woman.

"You have someone under your command who wants to trouble me... Do you care about this?"

Lu Yuan had already regarded the woman as the goddess of death, Lamashduo, in the legend of the Crow God Cult.

He didn't know what this dream meant and what it would bring him.

He couldn't do anything in this dream.

It was like a game that was stuck at a certain level and couldn't get through it, and there was no clue.

He simply let himself go gradually.

Lu Yuan didn't have any hope of getting a response from the woman in the black dress.

However, this time.

The woman who heard Lu Yuan's shouting turned her head slowly, little by little.

Lu Yuan was immediately convinced.

He saw the woman's face clearly for the first time.

Although it was only a side face.

On the white and smooth, porcelain-like soft cheeks, black and red patterns of the other shore were intertwined.

Lu Yuan couldn't describe the beauty of this profile, as if he was deeply immersed in a deeper dream.

His expression was dazed.

He whispered in a dream.

"If you don't care... I'll beat him to death."

"Knock knock knock——"

The knock on the door woke Lu Yuan from his sleep.

The bright sunshine shone in from the window and sprinkled on the small bed.

Lu Yuan squinted his eyes and looked outside. The corner of the sky blocked by the residential building was as blue as if it had been washed with water.

He picked up his phone and checked the time.

It was already 8:30 in the morning.

He had never gotten up so late.

"It seems that school starts today. Are you going?"

The door opened, and Lu Jing, who still had a mask on her face, asked Lu Yuan curiously.

"Go. "

Lu Yuan nodded.

At this stage, he has not completely given up the idea of ​​studying.

Although it is not realistic for him to go to school every day, this path cannot be broken.

'Breakfast is on the table, eat it yourself, I got up early to buy it outside.

Lu Jing patted her cheeks with both hands, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, and began to swipe her phone from time to time.

Lu Yuan went into the bathroom to wash up briefly, and then returned to the living room.

There was a table full of breakfast on the table. Lu Jing knew his appetite best. While filling his stomach, he asked Lu Jing: "How is the situation of the archaeological team? Has the missing professor been found?"

Xia Weimin was dead, so Lu Yuan asked casually.

"Not yet Lu Jing shook his head, and his mood seemed to become depressed all of a sudden.

"I heard that the most mysterious stone balls dug out from the Xixu Ganesha Temple this time.

It seems that there are more than eight...

Lu Yuan paused with his chopsticks in his hand and turned to look at Lu Jing.

"What do you mean? "

Lu Jing said in a low voice: "Some people say that a total of more than a dozen were dug out, but because of the monster incident, the Xia military was attracted.

Several professors were worried that if they were involved in such a mysterious incident, the higher-ups would no longer allow them to continue their research.

They would take away all the excavated materials.

So they secretly hid a few of them.

Professor Xia was the person who was specifically responsible for bringing back these extra stone balls.

Now... he and the stone balls... have all disappeared. "

Lu Jing gradually became panicked, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Xiaoyuan... is there really a curse...

Lu Yuan was silent for a while and then spoke:

"I don't know, but even if there is a curse, it will only find those professors who have the most contact with the stone ball.

You are just a bystander, and the curse probably can't remember which character you are."

"Okay, I'll report.

Remember to go to the martial arts hall.

There is a strong yang energy there, so even if there are really dirty things, they dare not find you."

Lu Yuan put down his chopsticks, picked up the backpack thrown on the sofa, and said to Lu Jing that perhaps his words of comfort just now played a certain role, and Lu Jing's face was no longer so ugly.

"Are you going to the martial arts hall for lunch at noon?"

"Let's talk about it later."