"It is very rich!" Surdak bent his legs and touched it, and said with some regret, "I’m ready. I should have come back early and wasted so many sand wolf heads."
Watching Selena’s beautiful face keep approaching Surdak, she asked, "Can you pray to the goddess for some magical power?"
"Yes and yes, sometimes you get a response, sometimes you can’t! The goddess of darkness … "Selena casually said Surdak’s hot eyes looked at her and her eyes became blurred.
As soon as he was crushed by Surdak …
"Well …"
……
On the table was Surdak’s magic note. Signa half knelt on the chair and looked curiously at the cover of the magic note by candlelight.
This magic note was found in Signa Isurdak’s luggage. It landed with clothes. Signa wanted to pick up those clothes and dropped objects and get it to give her a strange feeling.
I clearly know that I shouldn’t turn over Surdak’s things, but there seems to be another sound in my heart that lures me to turn it over. Signa told herself in her heart that I would turn it over a little bit and immediately close it.
She looked back at the bed and hesitated whether to blow out the desk oil lamp. It was already overtime to light the oil lamp today, but Suldak came tonight, so it shouldn’t be.
She can stay quietly all night by looking at the flame jumping in the dark at her party table, but now the oil lamp is attracted by the flame jumping. She wants to look through the magic notes and see what is written in them. She has never studied imperial writing, but she really wants to have a look.
The wooden bed against the wall shook gently, and she felt that even if she climbed into the bed, she would not be able to sleep and might become more unsightly.
Although there is a little charcoal ash left in the fireplace, it is not very cold in the room. The blanket hanging on the north wall blocks the cold, and the north wind will be a little warm. She doesn’t want to go outside in such a cold night. If she stays outside for a short time, she may be frozen into a popsicle. There is a sweet potato buried in the charcoal ash in the fireplace, but she is full at night and doesn’t want to rip it out at all. She can eat it until the next day.
Selena is a little noisy over there. She keeps giving herself psychological hints. She can’t hear anything …
She felt that she shouldn’t touch the sheepskin, but she couldn’t help touching it. She always endured it. She felt that she should stay away from the magic note, but there was such a chair in the room and she had nowhere to go.
Signa resisted the urge in her heart and made her a little impetuous. She leaned over to the oil lamp and blew it out, trying to make the room dark so that she couldn’t see the magic note.
Poof’
The oil lamp went out and the house fell into darkness.
But it’s not like she wants to be invisible behind her.
A beam of bright moonlight just fell on the magic note through the glass window, so that the faint moonlight at night could make the cover of the magic note clearly visible. Signa blinked and looked back at the two people immersed in the world. She touched the cover of the magic note with her little hand and turned the page involuntarily.
The pages are full of neatly written imperial characters. What is written on the face? Signa doesn’t know a word.
The soft touch of her fingertips touching the parchment made her fondle admiringly and turned to the second page. Except for those who couldn’t understand the imperial script, there were many other things on the page. Some graphic clips made the outline lines in those scripts come alive, and those exquisite magic lines surfaced from the script. Signa was actually addicted to it.
She can feel something flowing in those magic lines on the page, and her hands can’t help imitating her, so she just gesticulates her fingertips casually in her anger as if she could arouse some kind of power. She closed her eyes and dared not draw the last stroke for fear that Moline would come alive in her anger.
I was going to turn over a page and just look at it, but I couldn’t resist turning to the second page. After seeing the page design, I forgot everything about him. Signa turned to the third page casually …
This magic note looks very thick, but actually it doesn’t have many pages because the paper is parchment.
Signa had completely forgotten her original intention to take a look, and she kept turning back until she reached the last page.
She froze, because she seemed to see the leaves and there was another one smiling at her heart, or the portrait of the girl should have grown up a little, and there was a trance in her heart.
Although there is a voice in her heart that keeps telling her that she can’t know what it will be like when she grows up, Signa is more sure that the portrait of the girl must be like when she grows up, and it seems to be alive. When she sees herself, she smiles so hard on parchment.
Although the portrait of a girl in parchment can’t make a sound, she can make some simple gestures on parchment. She is trying to make her move with her, pulling the parchment of the magic note and hiding it properly.
Signa didn’t speak. She made a series of gestures with great interest, trying to draw girls to communicate.
"You want to talk to me?" Signa whispered a little like breathing.
Portrait girl hurriedly nodded his head.
"Then what should I do?" Signa asked again.