Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 177 The Warm Family

Nina appeared in Duncan's sight—the girl trotted all the way, with a happy smile on her face, and after seeing the dazed uncle sitting in front of the antique shop, she quickened her pace and raised her hand to say hello: "Uncle, I'm back!"

Duncan woke up from his contemplation. He temporarily put his mind aside and got up to greet his "niece". After seeing the girl panting, he froze for a moment and frowned slightly: "I didn't give you a ride in the car." Money? Why did you run back after school?"

After Nina stopped in front of Duncan, she took a few breaths, scratched her hair in embarrassment, then reached out to search in the schoolbag she was carrying, took out a small paper bag and handed it over after a long time: "I... ...passing Dr. Albert's clinic on the way back..."

Duncan took the paper packet and squeezed it, realizing that it contained several pills.

"Dr. Albert said that you have used alcohol for pain relief for a long time. Although your physical condition has improved and you have quit alcohol successfully, people who have been drinking for a long time will easily have adverse reactions once they forcibly quit alcohol," Nina explained in a low voice. , "This is a medicine used to alleviate the alcohol withdrawal reaction. If you feel unwell, you can take a pill... In addition, Dr. Albert also said that if your health has not deteriorated recently, the medicine you took before can be completely stopped. However, I still suggest that you have time to go to his clinic for a thorough examination..."

Duncan silently listened to Nina's soft, even slightly cautious explanation, and did not speak for a long time. Only after Nina finished speaking did he silently and carefully close the small packet of pills close to his body.

Then he reached out, pressed Nina's hair, and gently rubbed it.

"Uncle?" Nina raised her head in doubt, but saw an inexplicable seriousness on Duncan's face, and there was even a little worry in that seriousness, which made her sensitive mind feel a little uneasy, "You ... What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Or..."

"I'm fine," Duncan laughed suddenly, bent down slightly, and looked into Nina's eyes, "but don't use your own car money to buy me medicine in the future—the family is not short of money now, and you usually don't." You can bring more pocket money... if you don't have enough, just ask me."

Nina looked at Duncan in a daze. She always felt that her uncle suddenly became a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She hesitated for a long time before she nodded: "Oh, oh..."

Then she thought about it for a while, then poked her head and glanced at the shop again, with an expression of expectation and hesitation on her face: "Uncle, that...you said that you would teach me to ride a bicycle when I come back from school..."

"The weather is not good right now," Duncan raised his eyebrows, "it might be raining."

"We're right at the door," Nina grabbed Duncan's arm, muttering expectantly in a low voice, "If it rains, we can go back immediately..."

Duncan laughed and nodded helplessly: "Okay, put your schoolbag away first, I'll teach you how to ride a bicycle—but I can only practice for a while, and I haven't made dinner yet."

"Good!"

Nina immediately cheered a little, and then ran into the antique shop like a charge, threw her schoolbag on the counter, and pushed out the brand new bicycle—the cart was in a crooked posture, next to the door frame It took a long time to successfully push the car to Duncan.

"...Actually, I think you have to learn how to push a cart from scratch," Duncan sighed dumbfoundedly when he saw Nina's clumsy appearance, and then stepped forward to help the handlebars. Come up first—I'll help you hold the car, and you can experience the balance of pedaling and walking on it."

Nina nodded obediently, and after Duncan helped the car, she grabbed the handle and stepped on the pedals to climb onto the seat, emphasizing again and again: "Uncle, you must hold it up! Don't let go!" !"

"All right, all you have to do is trust me..."

The slightly salty and cold wind blew through the old streets of the lower city, and rolled up fallen leaves and flying dust among the low and dilapidated buildings. The dark clouds were very low, but the rain that did not know when it would rain seemed Still hesitating in the sky, never falling to the earth for a long time.

In the small open space in front of the antique shop, the girl's exclamation of excitement and nervousness sounded, as well as the jingling of the car bell from time to time, as well as Duncan's occasional guidance and ridicule mixed in the middle.

A pure black old-fashioned private car stopped in the open space near the antique shop. An old man wearing an old-school scholar's woolen coat, a cane in his hand, and a short hat pushed open the door and looked up in the direction of the antique shop.

Morris saw the familiar and old shop, and also saw the two uncles and nephews who were practicing cycling in the open space in front of the shop.

The ordinary downtown street scene, the warm and ordinary family life, everything looks so normal, even under the bleak street scene with dark clouds hanging down and autumn wind, the scene not far away is extraordinarily warm And peaceful.

However, Heidi only spent half a day in this antique shop, and she consumed a blessing from the God of Wisdom Lahmu—and it was still under the protection of a deep sea judge.

Afterwards, neither Heidi herself nor the judge Fanna could notice the slightest abnormality.

Morris took a deep breath, and his heart beat slowly faster despite looking at such a daily scene.

Then he gritted his teeth and didn't rush to say hello to the uncle and nephew who were doing activities in front of the antique shop, but prepared to complete the observation of the shop first—if possible, he really didn't want to involve unrelated people in the extraordinary incident middle.

The old man fumbled in the pocket of his coat, and found a monocle with a thin pale gold chain. One end of the thin chain was clamped inside the pocket, and the other end was connected to the frame. The special characters are engraved with the name of the God of Wisdom Rahmu and many sacred symbols, and in the transparent lens, there are faint glimmers floating.

"May wisdom give me insight, enlighten my mind, make me see the truth clearly, and see through the fog..."

Morris prayed a few words in a low voice, then clamped the monocle in the eye socket, and then "opened" his one that was closed 11 years ago in the direction of the antique shop...

Maurice was in a daze for a moment, and looked down at the monocle in his hand. He saw Rahm's name and many sacred symbols engraved on the frame, and there was a faint glimmer of light floating in the transparent lens.

"May wisdom grant me the eyes of wisdom..."

He prayed a few words in a low voice, clamped the monocle in his eye socket, and raised his head...

Morris was in a daze, looking down at the monocle in his hand.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew from across the street, and there was a low murmur in the wind. The old scholar suddenly stopped what he was going to do, and then suddenly raised his right wrist.

A bracelet made of colored stones and silk threads was worn on his wrist. There were eight stones in total.

The cold wind blows over, wrapping the fallen leaves on the roadside and the coldness of late autumn. The voices in Morris’s ears seem to have faded away. The traffic on the street and the bells of the church in the distance seem to come from another world. In the same way, he only heard his heart beating, and the sound of blood beating was like thunder, and in this heartbeat, only the sound from one direction was still clear——

A girl's cheerful and slightly nervous voice: "Uncle, please help me! Ah, it's crooked... The car is going to fall over!"

A middle-aged man's gentle voice with a smile: "I'm holding on, I can't fall - you straighten the handlebar and it won't be crooked...Pedal forward, keep going, that's how a bicycle is, just push forward and hold it up It won't fall over."

"You must support it! I'm going forward!"

"Come on, I'm behind you."

Morris suddenly heard another sound, which was the creaking sound of muscles and bones rubbing against each other. Along with this sound, there was a slight shift and rotation of his vision—he spent a second of thinking, Only finally realized what happened.

He was slowly turning his neck, shifting his gaze from the antique shop to the open space in front of the antique shop.

A strong warning surged up from the soul, and the bracelet with eight remaining stones sounded like a whimper, and every stone became scorching hot, as if trying to pull a drowning person out of the water in vain Morris was still able to think, he knew that the blessings he had imposed on himself before he set off had been activated and were working, but he could only do these basic thoughts—his neck Still turning, his eyes were looking in the most dangerous direction uncontrollably.

close your eyes!close your eyes!close your eyes!
Countless voices exploded in his mind, but Morris' rationality was unable to drive his muscles to complete even the simplest movement. He just turned his head slowly like this, and finally "opened" his once-given pair of hands. Fu's eyes saw the direction of the sound.

He saw a madly wriggling vortex of light and shadow, a shattered mirror that seemed to reflect all time and space at the same time, these things mixed together, and mixed together to form a giant with a body covered in starlight that barely maintained the outline of a human being. The giant bent slightly and carefully supported...

Supporting an arc-shaped flame that is gushing.

There was a bang in Morris's mind, and then the whole world fell silent.

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