Even such a thing as time travel has already happened, and it is not too strange to accept another library in his mind, but a large part of the books in his mind cannot be opened and the content cannot be seen, Lucian is very confused.
Trying to stay calm so that the library in his mind would not be difficult to "touch" because of too much emotional ups and downs, Lucian flipped through the books locally and recorded what books could be opened and what could not.
"History books can be opened."
"Economics books, no problem."
"Art books can also be opened."
"Mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology and other books, some of them are okay, some can't."
"Could it be because of the different rules of the world that I can't open it, but when I recall the similar knowledge I have learned, at least at the university level, I can still remember it without being blocked."
The types of books that can be opened are mainly at the junior high and high school levels, but the university comprehensive library will definitely not collect junior and senior high school textbooks, but only some scattered teaching research and corresponding levels of medieval thesis materials for students' reference.
There were many books in the library, and Lucian only flipped through a small part of them before discovering these problems, but he was not sure and couldn't figure out why.
After reading a lot of books in a row, his mind was already confused, and he could no longer feel the library.
Forcing himself back to bed, Lucian fell asleep, recuperated his spirits, and regained his health, so that he could face a good tomorrow, Lucian would not forget that he only had a piece of black bread left, and survival would always come first.
Sleeping in a daze, the sound of creaking and the sharp screeching of biting wood reached Lucian's ears, waking him up from dreaming of many delicacies and a warm and soft bed.
"Mouse?"
Lucian, who was sleepy, turned over in a daze, ready to continue sleeping, but the sound of the rat grinding its teeth on the wood and stone became louder and harsher, which made Lucian, who had a keen sense in the dead of night, toss and turn, and could no longer fall asleep.
After waiting for a long time, the gnawing sound still didn't stop, Lucian had to pull up the blanket and cover his ears, but the sound seemed to be penetrating, coming from all directions, and it was impossible to sleep in a quiet environment.
"What kind of life is this Nima living!" Lucian, who had become irritable, couldn't help but burst into foul language, feeling that he was already a little mentally weak, eating the most unpalatable, like black bread fermented with wood chips, wearing the worst-worn linen clothes, covered with blankets that weren't very warm, and he couldn't tell what kind of material they were supposed to be.
Lucian gritted his teeth hatefully, listening carefully in the direction where the sound of the rats came from, since they couldn't fall asleep, why not get up and find these rats, kill one or two, scare away the others, and secretly curse and swear:
"We must get rid of this life as soon as possible!"
Listening sideways, Lucian struggled to distinguish the direction from the gnawing sound.
Squeak, squeak...... Woohoooooo......oo
Lucian was only able to concentrate when he realized that the sound he heard was made by a mouse, which was obviously a burst of eerie and empty crying.
Woohoooooo......oo
In the quiet late night, there were no more rats crying or gnawing, only sad and mournful cries.
Lucian's heart beat violently, his brain was congested, his senses became extremely sharp, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the cold night wind blowing through the crack of the door, and the crying sound was like singing an ethereal song, as if it were an illusion.
A flip over stood up from the bed, Lucian subconsciously opened the crate and took the remaining black bread in his hand, using it as a weapon for self-defense, in any case, in terms of hardness, it was enough to knock the thief unconscious.
Dong dong dong, woo woo...... Dong dong dong, woo woo......
Lucian was very curious about what the thumping sound was, but he immediately realized that it was his own heartbeat, and it was so violent in his ears.
The eerie wind blew, Lucian grabbed the black bread tightly, and couldn't help but feel fear in his heart: "This is a world with magic and magic, is it really a ghost?"
Fortunately, he had experienced the time travel, and he was shocked and afraid of witnessing magic and the burning of living people during the day, so Lucian did not feel weak in this terrifying atmosphere, his mind was blank, and his spirit was tense, while he slowed down his breathing and forced himself to calm down.
Moving step by step towards the door, Lucian discerned the direction from which the crying sound came.
The cry was full of desolation, so obvious in the late night when it was getting quiet, but the surrounding neighbors all seemed lost in their dreams, and no one made the slightest movement.
"This cry seems to come from under the wall on the right." The closer Lucian got to the door, the clearer the crying became, "Wait, isn't the right side of my house the residence of the burned witch?"
Lucian was shocked: "Wasn't her residence burned down by the church? Is there a hidden cellar or secret room that hides her ghost and other things?"
Thinking of the hidden secret room, Lucian, who had read many novels, immediately flashed words such as "adventure", "treasure", and "magic notes", and a little greed couldn't help but appear in his heart.
Woohoooooo......oo
The cry seemed to become a little mournful, causing Lucian to shudder involuntarily, and his mind suddenly cleared up, "Even if there are treasures and magic notes, they are still under the protection of this crying ghost."
"I'm just an ordinary person who has just recovered from a serious illness, and I don't know how powerful the ghosts in this world are, what shortcomings they have, and what to deal with them?"
"Maybe you will be bewitched, killed, or possessed by the vengeful spirits!"
After waking up, Lucian analyzed his own situation, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, if he was blinded by greed and carried away by adventures, and rushed to find it, then nine out of ten would probably be buried below.
"But you can't wait like this, who knows if the resentful spirits will come up." Lucian's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.
Suddenly, Lucian had a flash of inspiration and thought of the power he could help, so he cautiously leaned towards the door, for fear that a resentful spirit would suddenly appear from behind or in front of him, and the black bread was soaked with the sweat in Lucian's palm.
Opening the wooden door little by little, Lucian's forehead was full of cold sweat.
The wooden door was ajar, the night outside was dark, and the cold wind was blowing.
Lucian stepped out of the door and saw a little light in the distance.
There were no resentful spirits appearing in the front, back, left, right, up and down, and after coming out of the house, the ghost's cry had become very small and vague, Lucian relaxed a little, took a deep breath, took another breath, and then shouted loudly:
"There are ghosts! There are ghosts that harm people!"
The voice was so loud that even Lucian himself was startled, but he didn't expect that his shouting with all his might was this effect.
"Whoa", the wild dogs screamed in fright.
While listening to this, Lucian hurriedly ran to Adelaide's church, of course, the purification of the ghosts must be done professionally!
And as a neighbor of the witch, it is likely that he is still being stared at by the church, if it is the original Lucian, of course it doesn't matter, but he hides the secret of the time travel, and if he relaxes a little, he will show his feet.
The church people were greedy for the possibility of witches killing themselves and planting them, and Lucian also thought of it, so he shouted that there were ghosts to wake everyone up.
In a hurry, Lucian only thought of these aspects, and he couldn't miss anything and everything.
Adjean's church was not far away, and soon Lucian saw the building shining with yellow candlelight.
Seeing Lucian running over, one stretched out his hand to stop him, and the other drew his long sword halfway, ready to go, and it was always dangerous in the middle of the night.
"What are you doing in church?" The guard who stretched out his hand asked.
Lucian didn't have to pretend to be nervous: "There is a ghost, I heard the cry of the ghost, it came from the house where the witch who was burned to death lived today!"
He didn't doubt Lucian's words, this kind of thing was something that a trainee knight attendant like him couldn't judge, so he asked Dexien to stay where he was, watched by another guard, and he turned around and walked into the church, informing the vigil priest tonight that the sound of armor collision slowly became quieter from near to far.
A few minutes later, a young priest in a white robe walked out of the church with the guards.
He had blond hair and a thin face, and maintained a characteristic rhythm between his walks, looking very elegant: "I am Pastor Benjamin, you will tell the ghost matter again."
Before Pastor Benjamin. The two guards stood quietly, not daring to make any movements, for fear that the sound from the armor would interfere with Master Benjamin's questioning.
Lucian took the trouble to tell him how he found the ghost crying, how he thought of the church, and how he dealt with it, with a sincere and respectful attitude.
Benjamin listened well, and a soft smile appeared on his face: "Very good, you are doing well, and being able to overcome your fear to report to the church shows your devotion to the Lord."
He praised Lucian a few words, turned to the guard and said: "Thomson, call out Gary, Paul and the other four, that witch is just a magic apprentice, there is no need to alarm the bishop."
"Yes, Lord Benjamin." Thomson didn't say much, Lord Benjamin is an official priest, although he is only one rank, but there is no problem at all in dealing with the magic traps left by the magic apprentice, informal magic, etc., the gap between the two is greater than that of a knight and a high-ranking knight attendant, just like the gap between a formal priest and a high-level apprentice priest, whether it is in terms of status or strength.
Benjamin asked Lucian a few more words and knew his name, until the four guards, who were also wearing silver chain mail, but whose sense of power and oppression far exceeded Thomson's, rushed over.
Outside the burned hut of the witch, people gathered in the distance, and the candlelight was like starlight, accompanied by the silver moon in the sky.
At this time, Lucian discovered that the moon in this world was silver.
The noise of whispering and panicking, after seeing Benjamin coming, disappeared at once, revealing a sense of peace of mind, gradually surrounded him, and talked quietly.
"I didn't hear the sound of a ghost."
"Regardless of whether there is or not, the pastor can come and do a purification."
Lucian listened carefully and found that he could still hear a faint cry, but why couldn't anyone else hear it?
Benjamin didn't look unusual at all, and said to Lucian lightly: "There are indeed resentful spirits."
Apparently he heard crying.
The four guards nodded in response, indicating that they heard the same as before.
(End of this chapter)