New Eternal Day

Chapter 20
Lean seemed to know that I was coming, and he didn't know how long he had been standing in front of the door.I walked quickly to him, stared at his face and frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lien shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just made a bet with others. I didn't expect you to come tonight. I'm a little happy. Come in!"

He didn't stick to etiquette, just sat down at will, and went straight to the topic: "Tell me, what do you want to learn."

"Shouldn't it be you trying to teach me something?" I asked with a pouted lip.

"Mediocre, what you want is the best. I told you about my abilities before. You can choose for yourself. You can't chew too much. I suggest you do the same."

Lien still had an indescribable temperament. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes and had no status, this aura always surrounded him.

I've seen this kind of aura before, I think it's the royal aura.

"Then... stealing knowledge?" I admit that this ability is the most attractive to me. Being able to know what the other person is thinking, and acquiring other people's memories is the most awesome thing I can do.

"inappropriate."

"……why?"

"Stealing knowledge takes too much effort, you can't bear this level of pain right now." Lean put his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and said lightly.

"Then the alchemy is good, money can solve many problems, and alchemy can also hone my will, how?" I seemed to have caught the last straw.

"No."

"what happened again……"

"Although you are a fire method, alchemy must be learned sooner or later, and it is also a skill within your door. However, you still have to follow the rules in everything. Learning alchemy first will waste your young and refreshing spiritual knowledge."

Lean put his hand to his mouth and rubbed it back and forth, "So I decided to teach you a trick to talk nonsense first."

"Then you asked me to choose a fart! Just teach me to make predictions." I was really speechless.

"Girls can't speak foul language, especially girls like you who wear expensive clothes."

……

Anyway, Lean became my master.I didn't tell anyone about this, because Lean's peace here is not easy to come by.

The loneliness that genius endures is not understandable to ordinary people, and Leon accepts my righteous act of kindness.

Also, don't let Hilde know what Reen taught me about spells, or I might have a thousand mouths and I won't be able to tell.

It's not that Lien doesn't know my identity, but he never asks me what I want to do after learning advanced spells.

He's just doing what he's supposed to do like a teacher, and I feel more and more that life in the Lost Forest has made him see through the past.

He doesn't care who fights with whom, and he doesn't care at all, but is afraid that his destructive skills will be rotten in the lost forest and no one will know.

I am not his descendant, but more of a listener. Whether or not Lean has reservations about me, I sincerely thank him.

Because he was the first person in Achutain who taught me the real thing.

Lean and I were sitting in the warm wooden house, the candles were flickering, and I could smell the incense.The mood quickly calmed down.

"Have you ever had a flashback?"

I was stunned for a while, then nodded in amazement, "Everyone should have had the experience of flashbacks."

"Yes, flashbacks are triggered by some random thing, a scene, a person, and something that is about to happen at a particular time that suddenly pops up in one's mind. There is a strong sense of familiarity that follows, that There was a sense of déjà vu as if these things actually happened."

"Don't tell me what this feeling has to do with prophecy."

"Prophecy is actually a feeling of something in the future, or a guess about something that hasn't happened yet."

"It's too unreliable to say that!"

"However, have you ever thought about why those world-renowned prophets can guess so accurately and exactly? His words are like what the devil said."

I paused in my heart, indeed, the prophets who can be named since ancient times have a magical feature, that is, the good things they predict will never happen, but once they predict disaster, bad luck or those irreversible things The situation is surprisingly accurate.

This seems to be a vicious circle of prophecy.

"Because..." I answered slowly, looking at my lashes, "because none of them guessed, they experienced flashbacks."

"But flashbacks often happen to some people. What way do you have to prove that something has happened, but you just forgot. Or it never happened, your prophecy?"

"A normal person would take such a fleeting clip as a prediction of the future. You're talking like a lunatic." I rolled Lean's eyes.

There's only a scrap of paper between a genius and a lunatic, and sometimes I'd rather be a fool.

"It's really hard for you, after all, ordinary people don't have very long memories, especially for things that don't matter. But in fact, from birth, the first thing we remember is those things that don't matter. important thing."

Lean still maintained a calm tone, but his voice was much lighter.

You need to zoom in on all the details from a flashback to find any clues as to whether or not this happened.

I frowned, knowing that this was almost impossible, whether the flashback came from a short-term familiarity or from a dream, it gave me a very rough feeling.

That is to say, I can't see the details of a vague scene clearly, and I can't tell when and where it happened.

Time and place are the most basic prerequisites for predicting an event.

"It's easy to say, sometimes the feeling is only a second or two, how do I write down all the details?" I have never been a careful person.I looked at the candle that was a long way off and played with my fingers.

"Have you heard of the Memory Palace?" Lean suddenly leaned closer and said to me, I felt the heat in front of me, and there was a good smell of medicine.

"Close your eyes, there is a room with everything in it, with all kinds of details, even the flies on the copper pot, the fibers of the hemp rope on the chandelier, the color of the carpet, the fingerprints on the doorknob, you can see clearly. "

"Ruosi, I didn't expect your memory palace to be so rudimentary." Lean looked at me playfully.

"There's no way, I can't compare to you princes and nobles, so I'm bored and just think about it, I don't dare to think big..."

That night, Lean told me about his memory palace, not very luxurious but very big and big.What amazes me is not his extraordinary memory, but his extraordinary experience.

There are so many things I didn't know, he is really qualified to be my master.While I was surprised, he just raised his mouth and smiled: "Do you like listening to this? This is just the tip of my iceberg."

I glanced at him to hide my unease, I was too shallow, like a fountain.He is the sea, all-encompassing.

Crazy suppressed the thoughts in his heart that he wanted to know more, and fell asleep with his arms on his back.

After falling asleep, a paragraph of Brahma Sutra faintly sounded in my ears, I opened my eyes in a daze, and saw Lien holding a worn ancient book and reciting it in his moist voice.

Seeing that I was looking at him, he smiled lightly and said softly, "Listening to the Brahma Sutra to fall asleep will help increase your spiritual knowledge. I will finish reading it soon, you can go to sleep."

"You..." Before I could finish speaking, my eyelids were too heavy to open, my mind was empty, nothing was there, listening to Lien's voice, breathing quickly and evenly.

I haven't slept so well in a long time.

　Winter is coming.buy a new keyboard

　　
　
(End of this chapter)