The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1675 Bruce Wayne and the Sorcerer's Stone (7)

The three people who jumped through the door on the floor didn't feel the pain of falling to the floor as they imagined. They fell into a pile of something with hard edges and corners, so the situation was no worse than them. How much better it is to hit the ground.

"God!"

Barry let out a cry of pain, and he tried his best to use his arms to push away the things beside him, like a drowning person struggling in vain, until Harry and Bruce fell down, the pile of tall statues The hard object like a mountain slid down a little bit, allowing Barry to escape.

He groped his way through the room in the dark and almost tripped over something on the ground again, but thankfully he found the door and opened it, then found the lighting in another house with a candlestick .

When Barry walked back to this room with the candlestick in hand, he realized that they had landed on a pile of books. It could really be called a mountain of books. There were probably tens of thousands of books piled up in the center of a room. The exit of the passage is on the top of the mountain.

Harry rolled and fell down the mountain of books. She still found it very interesting, and even rolled a few times on the spot, making a special agent landing action. Little Bruce was going to be much more elegant and reserved, and he stabilized himself center of gravity, and walked down the same path that Barry rolled down.

"I hope you are not moved by your own sacrifice, because we already know that this is a trial that will not endanger people's lives." But Bruce Jr.'s words are still stinging.

Barry pursed his lips and let out a breath from his nose. He shook the candlestick in his hand and said, "There are still a lot of books scattered on the ground. If you talk like that again, I'll turn off the lamp and make you fall down." Dogs eat shit."

"childish."

"You too."

"So where have we been? The stocking section of a bookstore?" Harry looked back at the tall mountain of books. She randomly picked up a book from her feet, and then clutched it as if she was about to faint. The forehead said: "God, what text is this?"

Little Bruce came over, glanced at the weird runes carved on the book she was holding, then picked up another book from the side, dusted off the dust on it, opened the page, and saw What I got was also completely incomprehensible text, and it was even more weird and complicated.

"This should not be the text used by humans." Little Bruce rubbed his chin and speculated: "I didn't see any repeated phrases in it, which means that it does not use human word formation."

"Look at this, look at this sign." Harry pointed to the sheep's head-like sign on one of the books and said, "I suspect it may be Devil's language, or at least some kind of writing from hell."

"Are all the books here?" Barry asked looking up at the mountain of books.

The three of them rummaged through the mountain of books for a long time. Little Bruce took out a fragment of a bookshelf from among the books. He groped for the rune carved on the side of the fragment that had not completely dissipated its magic power, and said, "This looks It's like someone smashed the devil's library and dumped all the books in it here."

"Isn't this the pile of books you got from Beelzebub's palace?" Constantine turned to Bruce and asked, "Why did you throw them here?"

"In fact, he threw that pile of books to me." Schiller lit a cigar, leaned on the sofa and said, "I haven't read even half of the books since I got them back, and I'm not interested in deciphering the devil's writing. So after the academy was built, I piled the books in the basement."

"There's no valuable information there." Bruce shook his head and said, "Demons, creatures that rely on their instincts and powerful forces, don't record history as carefully as humans. Most of the people who wrote these books are servants of demons. , and the complicated demonic language they write is just to show that they have obtained enough knowledge from the demons, and there is no merit other than complexity."

"When your professor says you don't read books, you'd better listen honestly." Zatana smiled and said, "Even if you have graduated and don't have to write papers anymore, you still have to give The students in your academy are setting an example."

"I've been really worried about this recently." Miss Magician flicked her hand and said, "I don't know what kind of lectures I should use to get these little bastards to hand in their homework on time. Now I understand you more and more, Rodriguez Professor Gus."

"Then you don't understand enough." Schiller snorted coldly, but not to Zatana, but hinting at someone who is also known to everyone present, he said: "When one of your students tries to use When you buy a shredder to make up for four years of not turning in homework on time, you know every other teacher in the world is lucky."

"There's also a limited edition Bat doll," Bruce emphasized.

"Yes, there is also a bat doll, I haven't found a place to put it yet."

"So what kind of puzzle is this?" Little Bruce asked with some doubts. Harry walked to the side room where Barry fetched the candlestick. He opened the door and looked in, and found that it was just a very ordinary lounge. , with nothing in it.

The only door that seemed to leave the suite was on one wall of the lounge. There was no trace of a lock, but the door couldn't be pushed open. It had a very complicated rune drawn on it. At least little Bruce, Neither Harry nor Barry could read the runes at all, or even recognize a part of them.

"I guess we may want to find the meaning of this rune in those books, and then find the key according to the guidance of the rune." Barry sighed and said, "If I guess correctly, it should be a riddle set by Professor Rodriguez. question."

"God, please spare me!" Harley let out a scream, and slowly slid down against the wall like a puddle of mud, staring at the mountain-like book in despair, and said, "I will Die here!"

Little Bruce was silent for a long time, walked to the side of the mountain of books and began to flip through those books one by one. Barry also seemed a little discouraged, and he didn't think he would be able to finish reading this pile of books alive.

It's not about how many books there are, it's just that all the books they can see are not human-readable, which means that if they want to find clues, it is not feasible to infer from the content, or all the books Read it all, or find another way.

"I bet it's not a normal solution to read the book." Barry began to grope and tap along the wall, as if looking for a mechanism.

Bruce was still reading the book in silence, and Halle finally chose to join Barry's team, because although she was indeed an astute genius, she was not good at code breaking.

"What kind of rune is that? Why haven't I seen it before?" Constantine stared at the complicated pattern on the door with some doubts outside the screen. After looking at it for a long time, he said cautiously: " The features look chaotic, with some Phoenician elements, but those seem to be patterns used by the Israelites..."

"I drew it blindly."

As soon as Schiller said this, everyone turned to look at him. Schiller showed a slightly mysterious smile again, and then said: "Do you still remember the purpose of this trial? Don't respect power too much, let alone feel What nobility is there in the knowledge of demons and angels."

"So the key..."

"You can see it by digging up the mountain of books."

Constantine slapped his forehead, and said, "So it's purely physical work?"

"What we're after now is making dealing with angels and demons physical, isn't it?"

Strange immediately nodded in agreement.

"The purpose of studying magic theory is not to really understand the arcane knowledge of angels and demons. I prefer to think of this as a guide to avoiding cheating. There must be enough truth in your brain to let you distinguish angels. Which ones are true and which ones are false.”

"But it's all based on the fact that angels and demons can't forcefully control you." Strange touched his chin and said, "If they can't use force, and magicians are less and less easy to deceive after education, then they The only option is to talk to us."

Barry and Harry groped almost every wall in the room, but found nothing. Harry detonated a grenade in the smaller lounge, and also shot through the door lock with a gun, but to no avail. , obviously this is completely different from the buildings on the ground.

Then Barry was a little desperate to believe that they really had to finish reading those books, and he came to Bruce Jr. dejectedly, and asked him, "Where did you see it? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Actually, I didn't read anything." Little Bruce shook his head and said, "If I were given enough time, I think I could decipher these mysterious languages, but I don't think it makes sense at all."

"But if we can't understand it, what about the mysterious rune?"

Little Bruce snorted coldly. He threw the book in his hand out, watched it roll twice on the ground, then crossed his arms and said, "As you said, this is designed by Professor Rodriguez. Then don’t forget that besides being a professor at the Gotham Academy of Magic, he is also a world-renowned master of psychology, at least in your world.”

"so what?"

"Have you ever heard of the 'elephant in the room' theory?"

Barry shook his head blankly, and Harry frowned and said, "I've heard it a little bit, does it mean something that is very eye-catching in a certain space but is ignored?"

"It's more like 'something we all know exists, but we ignore on purpose'." Little Bruce looked up at the mountain and said, "This is the reverse application of this theory. Ignore something that must be paid attention to, that just means that the answer has nothing to do with the nature of the thing itself."

Off-screen, Schiller's hand holding the cigar paused slightly, and everyone cast their eyes on him again. Schiller slowly exhaled the smoke of the cigar and said, "I will never find the only one in all universes who is not good at The Bruce Wayne of psychology?"

Then Bruce Wayne glanced away immediately.

"Obviously, the room has been intentionally arranged to look like it has nothing but this mountain of books, and it must have had something at one time, and it's not necessary to move all the furniture just to get the books in. Walk."

Little Bruce started pacing in place, speculating, "If the person who set up this puzzle did so, it means that this step obviously has a meaning, maybe it's a hint."

"The puzzle in the last room was too simple, and it may be the pavement for the puzzle in this room. There are only those bottles and cans in that room, and they happen to be the key to solving the puzzle, which will make people feel a sense of Thinking inertia, thinking that the only books in this room are the answers to the puzzles."

"But if it's a master psychologist who's arranging all this, we might as well think in reverse that these books are the only thing in the room that has nothing to do with the puzzle, but just confuses us and wants us to pay attention to it."

"That makes sense." Little Bruce stopped, touched his chin and said, "Maybe that's how angels and demons manipulate us. When we ask demons for answers, they give us forbidden knowledge. But nothing was said, as if as long as we learned this knowledge, we would naturally find the answers we wanted."

"But the answer may be everywhere, but it's not in knowledge. When the mages were finally driven crazy by these taboo knowledge, they jumped out and said, we never said that there is an answer in knowledge."

"I can already imagine a magician being tricked like this." Harry walked up to little Bruce, stood beside him and asked, "So where do you think the key will be?"

"I think that Professor Rodriguez will be the kind of person whose every action has a purpose. Since knowledge comes from hell, maybe... the key also comes from there."

After finishing speaking, little Bruce looked towards the bottom of the mountain of books.