"Sure enough..." Zhou Mingrui glanced at the empty bullet casings, and nodded slightly as he stuffed the bullets back into the wheel one by one.

He moved his eyes to the left, looking at the sentence "Everyone will die, including me" written on the open notebook, and more doubts emerged in his heart.

Where did the gun come from?

Suicide, or fake suicide?

What could happen to a history graduate who was born as a commoner?

How did this method of suicide leave such bloodstains? Is it because I travel in time and have healing benefits?

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Mingrui changed into another linen shirt, sat down on a chair, and thought about more important things.

What happened to Klein is not the focus of my concern at the moment. The real problem is to figure out why he crossed over, and whether he can go back through it again!

Parents, relatives, buddies, friends, the colorful online world, all kinds of food...these are all the urgency to go back!

Crack, crack, crack... Zhou Mingrui's right hand unconsciously flung out the revolver of the pistol, and then retracted it again, again and again.

"Well, this period of time is not much different from the past, it's just a little unlucky, why did you travel through it inexplicably?"

"Unlucky... By the way, I did a transfer ceremony before dinner tonight!"

A flash of lightning flashed across Zhou Mingrui's mind, illuminating his memory covered by the mist.

As a qualified keyboard politician, keyboard historian, keyboard economist, keyboard biologist, and keyboard folklorist, I have always claimed to "know a little about everything". Understand a little."

And alchemy is one of them.

When I went back to my hometown last year, I found a thread-bound vertical version of "Qin and Han Secret Alchemy Minutes" at a second-hand book stand. It looked very interesting, and I thought it would help to pretend online, so I bought it back. Unfortunately, the interest came quickly. , Going too fast, the vertical version makes people feel bad for reading, I just turned the beginning and threw the book into the corner.

It wasn't until the last month of continuous bad luck, lost mobile phones, clients running away, work mistakes, and bad things came in turn, that I accidentally remembered that there was a transfer ceremony at the beginning of "Alchemy Minutes", and the requirements were extremely simple, without any foundation:

Just make four portions of the staple food in the area and put them in the four corners of the room. This can be on the table, on the cabinet, etc., then stand in the center of the room, and walk out of a square counterclockwise in four steps. The first step is to sincerely recite " The second step is to silently recite "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun", the third step is to silently recite "Fusheng Xuanhuang God", and the fourth step is to silently recite "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun". After walking, close your eyes and wait in place for five minutes , the ceremony is considered a success.

With the mentality of not needing money anyway, I dug out the book by myself, and did it before dinner as required. However, nothing happened at that time.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, I actually traveled through time!

Crossed over!

"It's definitely possible that it's the transfer ceremony... Well, I'll try it here tomorrow. If it's really because of it, then I have hope to wear it back!" Zhou Mingrui stopped shaking his revolver and sat up straight. Body.

Either way, try it yourself!

A dead horse has to be treated as a living horse doctor!

After confirming the plan, Zhou Mingrui immediately had a backbone, and all fear, hesitation, and anxiety were all huddled in a corner.

It wasn't until this time that he was in the mood to carefully examine Klein's remaining fragments of memory.

Zhou Mingrui habitually stood up, closed the pipe valve, and watched the wall lamp slowly dim until it went out. He then sat down again, unconsciously stroking the brass wheel of the pistol, while pressing the side of his head. Quietly "aftertaste" in the dark, like the most attentive audience in a movie theater.

Perhaps affected by the passage of bullets, Klein's memory is like broken glass. Not only has it lost its coherence, but it is also obviously missing content in many places, such as where did the exquisitely crafted revolver come from, whether it was a suicide or a homicide, and the memory in the notebook. What does the phrase "everyone will die, including me" mean, and did you participate in strange things two days before the incident.

Not only these specific memories have become fragments and incomplete, but even the knowledge he has mastered is the same. Judging from the current state, Zhou Mingrui believes that if Klein returns to university, he may not be able to graduate, even if he actually left the campus For a few days, and did not relax in the slightest to myself.

"Two days later, I will have an interview at the History Department of Tingen University..." JrNovels.com