book of old days

Chapter 67

Before the coolness on his face dissipated, Xiao En suddenly trembled, and something suddenly occurred to him.

hell!Xiao En muttered something in a low voice, applauding the horse and galloping. Strictly speaking, the horse is not fast, but in this forest, it is already worthy of the word gallop.

The wind brought by the horseshoes rolled up the remaining snow on the ground, and before the ground was covered in white snowflakes, he had already returned to the mansion in Oak Valley.

After sending the horse into the stable, and letting the two dwarfs look after it, he quickly judged the size of the snow.

Fortunately, the snow in front of me is not the kind of goose feather snow, but more like the prelude to the coming of winter. The most important thing is that there is no wind, so there is no feeling of howling the north wind.

It made him feel like he was still in time.

"Wednesday, take your men, we're going to work."

Wednesday is instructing a few goblins to chop wood. The short stature of the goblins makes it difficult for them to use the felling ax well. They must work together, and they can only chop small pieces of wood.

Hearing Xiao En's shout, Wednesday hurried over.

"Master, it's so early today?" It showed a embarrassed expression, as if to say - it's snowing, and you still have to work?
Xiao En did not soften his heart because of this, "The snow will soon cover the ground, and we must rescue as many bones as possible before then."

It took Wednesday several seconds to connect the words 'rescue' and 'bone', and in fact Sean himself thought it sounded a little funny, but he had no choice.

Once the snow falls and the ground freezes hard, don't expect to summon lost souls this year.

He had just tasted the sweetness of absorbing the fire of memory, so it couldn't just end like this.

"If we are lucky and the snow is not too heavy, we can perform another summoning ceremony tonight, but if there are no bones, everything will be useless."

On Wednesday, he could only work as a supervisor.

Half an hour later, Sean brought a few dwarves to the burial ground. The snow was still falling, and it had already covered the ground with a thin layer. The twilight grass was buried by snowflakes, and the small white flowers and snow Melted into one, almost invisible.

There were white spots everywhere, but fortunately the snow hadn't melted yet, so there should be holes to be dug, Sean immediately ordered the digging to start, and even he himself joined in.

Digging up bones is not as easy as it seems. The ground has been frozen hard. Although it is not completely frozen to death, it still takes a lot of effort to press the shovel into the soil.

However, most of those bones have rotted away. When you dig down with a shovel, most of the time you dig out broken bones, and it is difficult to dig out a whole one.

Not to mention, the bones dug out must be able to be assembled into a complete skeleton. This is like collecting the cards in the crispy noodles, and it takes a certain amount of luck to collect them all.

Fortunately, Sean's luck was not too bad. After more than an hour of hard work, he finally dug up enough bones.

"Okay, that's enough! Stop it." Sean said, looking at a pile of bones of various sizes piled up on the canvas, many of which were still stuck to black soil. If you put it together, you should be able to piece together a skeleton. come out.

The dwarves stopped what they were doing as if they were pardoned.

At this time, the sky had already begun to darken, and the ground was a chaotic pattern drawn by white snow and black soil.

When the night fell completely, the snow finally stopped. At this time, the snow had already fallen half a foot thick, and the clouds had not dissipated. The hazy moonlight was projected through the clouds, filling the forest with a mysterious atmosphere.

Sean sat in front of the fire, staring at the book of the old days in his hand for a while, muddy water marks were everywhere on the floor, but he didn't let the goblins clean it up, they were all exhausted.

Sean didn't want to sleep yet, he still had one last chance to call this year, and considering that he didn't know when it would snow again, he planned to do it tonight.

And for this summoning ceremony, he has some special ideas.

So far, the summoning of the lost spirit body is generally very safe, and there are no accidents at all. If it is as expected, this time it is likely to be completed without any surprises, but no danger is not what he said he was pursuing. The only goal, in the final analysis, he ran to this unshitty northern valley, in order to gain great strength.

Although he has partially achieved this goal so far, all he has obtained are combat skills that ordinary people can master.

If I still summon according to the previous spell, there is a high probability that I will still summon an ordinary spirit body, and perhaps I can comprehend one or two skills from the fire of memory. The probability is related to the war. Too many, he was quite sure of that.

But this kind of income is not very attractive to him now. It is useless to learn too much ordinary combat techniques, and he does not have superpowers, so he can only use one weapon to fight in the end.

What he really wants are supernatural powers such as magic, witchcraft, and divine power, which are magical skills that are not mastered by humans. Only by mastering such abilities can he gain real confidence in the next adventure.

He read the incantation for summoning the lost spirit again. The book of the old records the use of each content of the incantation in detail, as well as the rules for adjusting the incantation.

In theory, he could even create a spell of his own now, but he didn't intend to take such a risk, a small adjustment would do.

[A weak existence from the spirit world. ] There is no need to modify this sentence in the introduction. His current strength is still unable to deal with the existence that is too dangerous, so it is necessary to ensure that the summoned target is weak enough.

[Lonely dead, lost souls, remaining memories, ghosts who have wandered here for hundreds of years. 】There is an article to do in the narrative, 【Lonely Dead】, probably to ensure that the summoned is a single dead soul, 【Lost Soul】, this sentence should be used to lock the 'lost spirit body'.

[Residual memory], this is to further confirm that the summoned target does not have complete consciousness, so as to ensure that the process of absorbing the fire of memory will not be greatly affected and disturb the mind. If it is a complete memory, it is likely Will confuse the memory between the summoner and the spirit.

The last sentence [Ghosts who have wandered here for hundreds of years], this is to ensure the search range of the spirit body, 'hundreds of years' means that no souls that are too old will be summoned.

Well, this can be a fuss, because it is 'hundreds of years', so only the dead in that war are summoned, what if I change it to 'thousands of years'?Isn't the scope of the search much larger?

The reason why Medolian used "hundreds of years" was because he was a character thousands of years ago. At that time, magic might be relatively common, and people who had mastered such skills could be summoned casually. This era has completely changed, and this variable must be taken into account. Maybe I should expand the scope of my search.

But it's useless to just expand the search range. Instead of working hard on time, it's better to add a characteristic requirement to this spirit body.

What I want to obtain is supernatural power, the most typical one is magic, maybe it can be changed to "ghosts with magic skills".

But Xiao En thought about it, he was not very picky about what kind of supernatural power he obtained.

Perhaps the scope should be expanded, such as 'ghosts with occult knowledge', which should have a higher chance of success.

Sean scribbled and changed, and soon wrote a new spell.

He looked it over carefully, and generally speaking, it was not much different from the previous one, and there should be no danger, but Sean couldn't guarantee it. After all, this was the first time he changed the content of the spell, and it would happen. What kind of result no one knows.

But how can you catch a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's den? If you don't catch a cold from this small risk, how can you gain strength?This is his last chance to call this year, and Sean decides to take a chance, just gain some supernatural powers and be careful in the future.

He took a nap while it was still early, and at 01:30 am, Sean was woken up by Wednesday.

He woke up almost immediately, with anticipation in his heart, and the apprehension before he was about to start the adventure.

He was fully dressed and shouted at the dogs and goblins.

"Get to work guys!"

(End of this chapter)