Chapter 100 Interpretation of Symbols

"The clue to the 'Joker' potion."

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On the top of the ancient and mottled bronze table, Klein read the "divination statement" several times, leaned back, and fell into a deep sleep.

His surroundings soon became peaceful and quiet, and what he saw in the "eyes" was misty and hazy, and countless distorted and indecipherable images flashed quickly here, like a drop of dew on the tender petals in the morning.

Gradually, Klein grasped his spirituality and regained a certain awareness.

He saw a fireplace in front of him, and in front of the fireplace was a rocking chair, and on the rocking chair sat an old woman in a long black and white dress.

Although the other party lowered his head and couldn't see her appearance, Klein felt from the bottom of his heart that she was an old lady and was quite sure.

Across from the old woman was a table with newspapers and tin cans inlaid with silver.

"This is..." Klein, who felt the scene was very familiar, quickly recognized what he saw:

This is where Riel Bieber and his mother live!

It was the first time I saw the "View of Giants" live!

"There is a clue to the 'Joker' potion here?" Klein's thoughts flashed, and the surrounding scene changed.

It was a gray-white warehouse, which was hidden in the innermost side of the same building;

There are white bones scattered in it, and there are several lumps of flesh and blood that are crushed by boulders;

In the center of the warehouse is a mass of gray-white things the size of a fist. Its surface is covered with ravines, giving people a soft and textured feel, like a living brain dug out.

Just as Klein recognized where this was, and just remembered what it was, the picture in his eyes was distorted and shattered like a reflection on the water, and a new hazy scene emerged:

The naked body was lying on a long table covered with a white cloth, with a slightly blue blood cell floating in front of him.

Klein immediately frowned and muttered:

"Just now was the place where Riel Bieber hid and his remnants, and now it's what the tuxedo clown's wrist was branded into?"

Just when he tried to speculate what these pictures symbolized, the changes of the scene suddenly intensified:

Marble coffee table, leather sofa combination with one main and two secondary layouts, chandeliers hanging high on the ceiling;

Klein Moretti with black hair and brown eyes, with a bookish temperament, a rich man with a plump figure and fair skin, a young lady with gauze gloves and a beautiful face;

A middle-aged man in a black robe with thick brown hair and erect roots, a rich man with a round body and fair skin, a half-hundred old man with messy eyebrows, sparse brown hair, gray-blue eyes, and a man on the round table between them. This dark black notebook, a notebook with an ancient and distant atmosphere.

Notes from the Antigonus family!

Klein suddenly sat up straight, and there was no trace of the dream.

Looking at the boundless gray fog and crimson stars outside the magnificent temple, he thought in amazement and doubt:

"I'm divination for clues about the 'Joker' potion... How come the Antigonus family's notes appeared?"

"I think about it, I think about it, that chubby guy is Welch, yes, Welch, the unlucky guy who bought the Antigonus family notes and triggered a series of events... wearing a tulle Gloves, the beautiful young lady is Naya..."

"I remembered that the combination of the marble coffee table and the leather sofa was the hallmark of Welch's residence, where I met Daly the psychic."

"That is to say, I saw the living room of Welch's residence just now, and saw the scene of the original owner and two classmates discussing notes."

Klein's mood settled down, he regained his composure, and his fingers tapped the edge of the long bronze table rhythmically:

"And what does the last picture represent? Notes appear, Welch appears, is it the scene when he bought that 'Antique'?"

"The other two present,

There is one very familiar, the middle-aged man in a black classical robe seems to have seen it somewhere... Hedgehog-like brown hair, thick dark circles... Yes, I know who he is, Haines Fansen Special, Hynas Vancent of the Divination Club, because Selina stole a secret spell, the captain sneaked into the dream, the 'peaceful' dead Hynas Vancent! "

"Hey, he sold that notebook to Welch?"

"After a circle, it is so connected. The world is really small, no, Tingen is really small! Think about it carefully, it is really possible, Haines Vancent is not an ordinary fortune-teller, and obviously has gone deep into the mystery. Domain, got the attention of an ancient evil god, he has the channel and ability to obtain the notes accidentally leaked by the Secret Order..."

"It's no wonder Captain and the others haven't found out where Welch bought the notes, because the direction was completely wrong, and they were trying to investigate the antiquities market... Later, when the specific whereabouts of the notes were found, they gave up trying in this area. "

"Unfortunately, Haines Vancent just died not long ago, otherwise he would definitely be able to find some notes related to him... As a person who has gone deep into the mysterious realm, he should have studied that notebook... He What a coincidence!"

"But there is another person present, an old man in his fifties. He may also know a lot of things."

Klein tapped his finger on the edge of the table to stop, and went through all the pictures he saw in the "Dream Divination" just now:

"Rel Bieber's house; Riel Bieber's hideout; Riel Bieber's remnants; tuxedo clown's wrist branding; Welch's home; Welch, Naya and the original owner communicated The 'group photo' of Welch, Hynas Vincent and the Antigonus family notes... Hey, except for the brand of the clown in the tuxedo, everything else is directly related to the Antigonus family notes!"

"But what I'm divination is the clues of the 'clown' potion... This is not scientific, no, this is not mysticism!"

After becoming a "diver", Klein once tried to read the Antigonus family notes Welch bought from, but he didn't take into account the special features above the gray fog at the time, and failed to obtain enlightenment. Now, When he was divination about another matter, it seemed that he brought out the truth by accident.

After calming down for more than ten seconds, Klein combined the contents of Roselle's diary and began to try to interpret the dream just now:

"The first possibility is that Zarath, or the Secret Order, is looking for and chasing the relics of the Antigonus family, so the symbolic meaning of this dream is to lure the secret with the help of the Antigonus family. The Order appears to obtain the recipe for the 'Joker' potion."

"The second possibility, the Antigonus family's notes directly recorded the formula of the 'clown' potion... The Zarath family is looking for the remaining traces of the Antigonus family, indicating that there is a strong relationship between them. The deep origin may be a friend or an enemy, so it is normal for the Antigonus family to master part of the sequence of the other party. Needless to say, the enemy knows each other's existence the most..."

"But the second kind of symbolic interpretation can't be linked to the brand of the clown in the tuxedo, hey, I hope it's the second one. After the sanctuary finds the experts to decipher the notes, I can get the 'clown' potion without risk. already."

"At present, the first explanation seems to be the most likely, but my intuition as a soothsayer tells me that there should be a deeper symbolic meaning."

Thinking of this, Klein rubbed his forehead, suddenly feeling deeply about the limitations of a fortune teller.

Unless it is a very simple and intuitive symbol, the fortuneteller's interpretation must be careful, like walking on the edge of the abyss, walking on the thin ice lake, once the interpretation is wrong, or fails to interpret the most crucial meaning, the clown in the tuxedo A living, bloody example!

At this moment, Klein had the illusion that he had grasped the true meaning of a fortune-teller. It seemed that he was only one step away from digesting the potion completely.

"Thank you for reminding me with your life... Praise the goddess!" He whispered, drawing a crimson moon on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, he foresaw whether Azik was kind and whether he was a powerful Beyonder, and he got a positive answer.

At this time, the continuous divination and consumption above the gray fog made Klein start to feel tired. He had to stop the distraction of his thoughts and finalize the key things to do after:

"Find the old man who appeared on the same screen as Welch, Hynas Vancente, and the Antigonus family notes as soon as possible!"

"This can start with the divination club."

"If you have something to do, go to Mr. Azik. Well, he may be a member of the Life School of the Middle Sequence, but this lacks some information and cannot be divination..."

Phew, Klein let out a sigh and made the portrait of the half-hundred man with messy eyebrows, sparse brown hair, and gray-blue eyes stand out on the parchment that suddenly appeared in front of him.

This was the third person present when Welch and Hynas Vincent traded the Antigonus family notes!

Looking at the portrait, Klein was suddenly in a dilemma:

"...I don't know how to draw. In the art class of elementary school, I have always been the object of the teacher's criticism."

"Using ritual magic, like Old Neil? But this is a prayer to the goddess... The matter relies on the special features above the gray fog... If the gods find clues, I can't be a human being!"

"Wait a minute, maybe I can pray to myself! Passing the picture is similar to passing the sound... Although I can't move the mysterious power above the gray fog for the time being, this kind of trivial matter should not be a problem!"

With an idea, Klein immediately spread his spirituality, wrapped himself, and simulated the feeling of falling.

Back in the bedroom, he lit the gas lamp and "praying" in a low voice:

"A fool who does not belong to this era;"

"You are the mysterious master above the gray fog;"

"You are the king of yellow and black in charge of luck."

"I beg you for revelation, and I beg you to let me paint what I see."

After reciting these few incantations, Klein did not sprinkle essential oils, did not burn herbs, and did not use their power.

It's so easy to pray to yourself!

There was a murmur in his ear, and he saw the four black dots forming a square on the back of his hand.

After walking four steps counterclockwise, chanting the incantation as he walked, Klein penetrated the madness again, penetrated the madness, and returned to the gray fog.

This time, he didn't notice which crimson star was shrinking and expanding, but he noticed that behind the high-backed chair at the top of the long bronze table, there was a strange shape composed of part "eye without pupil" and part "twisted thread" The symbols are flickering faintly, swaying illusory prayers.

Klein listened carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he recreated the portrait of the "third person", and cast it towards the flowing glimmer in the way of responding to his prayer.

After doing all this, he immediately left the mysterious world above the gray fog and returned to his bedroom.

As soon as he stood firm, the portrait appeared in front of Klein's eyes, and he felt an illusory and weak force.

He picked up the pen, found a piece of white paper, and gave his will to express.

To Klein's surprise, his right hand moved uncontrollably and quickly drew lines.

It didn't take long for him to see a vivid portrait of the "third person".

After writing down his hair color, eye color and other characteristics, Klein, whose right hand twitched slightly, breathed a sigh of relief.

The "phantom" he saw in front of him was rapidly fading.