Alice's Dream Club

Mu Xinyi's statement completely cut off the possibility of exploring the black liquid at this stage. Although Lynch didn't know how many transactions he had to go through before he could master the spiritual ability, but no matter how he thought about it, it should be more than a hundred and eighty years. Nascent Soul Stage came quickly.

perhaps!

Of course, the clues are not completely broken. The family records brought by Mu Xinyi may bring some new ideas. Looking up at the sculpture that seems to be the real old mother who has been lost for many years, Lynch sighed lightly.

"Okay, II, if you've had enough fun, let's go back up."

When Lynch said this, II, who was controlling the mechanical arms to poke the black solution, immediately put his hands behind his back.

Facing the ups and downs of the pool of solution that seemed to be a near-death, the second said in a serious manner: "I didn't play."

"Yes, yes, do research for the master, share the distress of the master, we understand."

Alice directly grabbed Second Emperor's hair and dragged it out.

"It's enough to say it once, no, Alice, why are you pulling my hair!"

Looking back at the Second King, Alice said with a little distress: "I can't really put a collar around your neck, although I think it's appropriate to be so unexpected."

"Forget it," Lynch rubbed his nose and smiled, "Anyway, whatever you tie will be gone as soon as you let go."

After being stunned for a while by the two people singing and talking together, Er Shi let out a soft snort after a moment of silence.

"At least I know my family."

The second's rebuttal made the three people present really shocked.

She tacitly assumes that she is better than Huskies at the level of family recognition! ?

Apparently, she herself understood that this statement was particularly subtle, so when she returned to the club reception hall, she maintained a rather deep state of thinking, as if she was thinking about the meaning of life.

Opening the box that Mu Xinyi brought, and seeing the things inside, Lynch also understood why this thing could smash Mu Xinyi into a grin.

——From tortoise shells to bamboo slips, from paper to hard disks, the objects used to store information in them span the five thousand years of record and development history in China.

Seeing Lin Qi's surprised face, Mu Xinyi explained: "Actually, the inheritance of the Mu family is not as long as thousands of years. Most of it was snatched while exploring in the secret realm, and a very small part is my grandfather and others. I won the bet..."

Speaking of betting, Alice's face suddenly changed.

Just when Lynch thought she was choked by the setting that she would lose if she had to bet again, she flipped through the record board and couldn't hide her surprise.

"Dozens of years ago, you bet with God of Transformation and Thunder Tribulation to see who is more familiar with your grandfather?"

Mu Xinyi: "..."

Although she didn't want to admit it, Mu Xinyi nodded seriously.

"yes……"

Lynch began to look through the earliest records, and sighed: "I thought you monks had to use things like jade and jade slips to record things. When you swept away your consciousness, bang! It's all printed in your brain. gone."

As one of the members of the inner world, apart from Mu Xinyi, the Second Emperor also has a considerable say in this matter.

She got out of the state of thinking, and nodded to Lynch quite seriously: "Boss, read less novels, really."

"Although there is indeed a factor of novel influence, but half immortal," Mu Xinyi smiled sweetly, pointing to the emerald jade bracelet on her wrist, "The cost of this kind of thing is very high, if it breaks Not only the money is gone, but also the contents inside are gone, too much gain outweighs the loss, right?"

It was the first time Lynch heard this kind of statement, but what made him feel even more subtle was the subsequent reactions of Alice and Mu Xinyi.

Alice's eyes lit up the moment she saw the table. She changed from her usual shyness and quietness, and her aura gradually matched the style of Alice when she joined the company.

"Girl, is this bracelet for sale?"

Mu Xinyi was also generous, Dang even took off the bracelet and handed it to Alice.

"Then I'll give it to you. I still have a dozen of these in my family. My father said they are all family heirlooms."

"Then I'll take both, cash or check?"

"Alipay."

Lynch: "..."

So sometimes the painting style in this family is like the genetic engineering being observed, you don't know when he will mutate into what kind.

Regardless of the empathy between the two girls on jewelry, Lynch continued to look at the records brought by Mu Xinyi.

After all, he chose a subject of folklore. Although he is not specialized in the study of ancient culture, he can roughly understand most of the ancient texts.

All related records mentioned a gemstone in a few words, but the stone with various magical effects was not red, or in other words, there was no direct description of its color.

It is said that the stone has various functions such as life and death, human flesh and bones, praying for wind and rain, and purifying the soul. It was not until the Jin and Song Dynasties, when the name "Philosopher's Stone" appeared, that it had the exact color and size. There were some barbarians who claimed to be the creator of the Heaven-Mending God Stone, because there was once a big fight between the East and the West, and there is still controversy on this issue until today.

The second generation is certain that she rubbed out the Philosopher's Stone. Although the possible influence of memory confusion cannot be ruled out, what she said once gave Lynch an idea.

- Raw materials.

Maybe the philosopher's stone was made by the second generation, and the "gem" before this era is the raw material for making this philosopher's stone.

In other words, counting the body of this gem, the span of existence has continued from the age of mythology to today.

Knowing this, Lynch finally put down the stack of papers in his hand.

He squatted next to him and was also curious about the information in the box, but because he was too embarrassed to look through it, he could only shake it on the spot and said: "Just read it if you want, just don't bite other people's information into waste paper."

"I'm not a dog! I've been at home for so long, boss, have you ever seen me bite something!?"

Smiling and shaking his head, Lynch turned around and asked, "By the way, do you still remember the raw materials of the Philosopher's Stone you made?"

"I don't remember." With Lynch's permission, the Second King began to look through the materials carefully. She had a seriousness and prudence that she did not usually show when it came to her own origin. There is another way of thinking."

"Tell me?"

Sighing lightly, Er Shi said in a straight voice, "Go and dig my grave."

Even Alice almost lost her teacup when she said that.

"Are you mad because you want to find your mother? Why are you still digging graves?"

Without giving a direct response, Er Shi trotted all the way to the accommodation area, and when she trotted back, she already had a biography in her hand.

She turned to the last few pages, pointed to the record on it and said: "Didn't it say that in 1417 someone threw Nicole Flamel's coffin and found no body, I don't remember if I cheated my death , Maybe there are clues of the raw materials in the coffin, right? Besides, it appeared in the Paris Opera House in 1761. In my impression, I have never stayed in such a turbulent place in such a chaotic time. I am so afraid of death! "

"Why do I feel that you want to verify whether you were ever single?"

Lynch's words made II's hair puff up immediately.

"Boss, can you be serious! It's rare for me to be serious!"

She also knew that it was rare for her to be serious.

Nodding his head, Lynch clapped his fingers together, and the Philosopher's Stone immediately appeared between his thumb and index finger.

Pushing the gemstone with strange fluctuations and faint brilliance to the second king, he said immediately: "In short, return the property to the original owner. As for when to dig your grave to investigate the traces of your former identity, after dealing with the matter in front of you, it will be included in the to-do list." item."

"The matter in front of you?" The Second Tilted his head in confusion.

"Well, there are probably people coming from the werewolf soon, you might as well get some information from them first," Lynch sighed softly, "There are also some personal matters of mine."

Hearing the private matter, the second's head immediately erected two ears condensed with shadow magic.

Mu Xinyi also looked at Lin Qi with burning eyes like her, as if her soul of gossip was on fire.

Ignoring the curiosity of the two, Lynch went straight back to his room, and not long after, Alice came in after knocking on the door.

"What does the master want to discuss with me in private?"

Lynch, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, flipped his wrist, and a projected image suddenly appeared in his palm.

What is shown in the picture is a beautiful scene of singing birds and fragrant flowers. Alice is very familiar with that scene, because this is the place where Lynch used to "imprison" the black wax man.

Seeing this, Alice smiled lightly and said, "The master wants to ask me, what is this ability all about?"

Lynch nodded.

"I don't know either."

Alice tapped herself on the head, and the smile on her face turned into trouble: "My head is even more muddy than the second generation, and I want to know everything about the past..."

Alice paused, her troubled expression suddenly turned into a dependent smile.

"I can only ask you, Master!"

When she said this, the tail of her wire was raised, and it was rare to point the middle piece at herself.

Although it is a bit irresponsible to say this, Lynch has to admit that this feeling of being entrusted can especially satisfy the macho heart who usually has little sense of existence.

"Okay, after all, the memory of older people is not as good as that of young people."

As soon as the words fell, Alice's face darkened, but soon she sat on the stool, and there was no question of competing with Lynch about her age.

"Maybe, as time goes by, I will forget more..."

Lynch never likes to see people around him fall into a state of self-worry, which is why he loves to be dead from time to time, and can vent his anger when he is angry. Basically, he can't persuade him to come back when he is depressed.

Jumping off the bed, Lynch came to Alice's side.

"Okay, you have already made arrangements for this matter, otherwise I, the master, would not be here, and the rest..." Halfway through speaking, Lynch suddenly noticed the flash of light in Alice's eyes. That slyness, even though he wasn't really angry, but the emotion of being calculated and molested still made him hit and pinch Alice's cheeks.

"Is it fun?"

"Hmm! It's very interesting."