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Chapter Thirteen Ian(2/3)

The young man finally pulled out the bunch of weeds. He let out a long sigh of contentment, then stood up and came to the courtyard door. He was quite tall, with blond hair and handsome features, but his eyes looked a bit gloomy.

"I am the disciple that the teacher has just accepted."

Hooper's voice was interrupted by Gu Shen's movements.

"Mr. Hooper, please take this letter to Grand Maester Ian... just say that you have met an 'old friend'."

Gu Shen had already prepared.

He had anticipated this situation before he came to visit.

Archmaester Ian is very old, one hundred and twenty years old, and he lives alone in a remote place. He may not be able to take care of himself... If you want to meet, you still need to be fully prepared.

In that letter, he briefly introduced himself and attached some evidence of his identity as the [Key].

In addition, there is also a partial list of the Ancient Literature Society in Central Continent.

"...an old friend?"

Hooper did not reach out to take the letter.

He looked at Gu Shen and the masked young woman next to him with suspicion.

The age of these two people seems to be in their early twenties...

As we all know, Academician Ian lives alone in a secluded courtyard all year round. When did he have such a young "old friend"?

"Please answer the letter."

Gu Shen smiled: "If Mr. Ian refuses...just come back and let us know."

Hooper frowned and stared for another moment.

Finally, he took the letter and walked quickly to the attic of the small courtyard...

Soon, Hooper ran out at a trot. A clean smile appeared on his face, and the original gloomy and vicissitudes of life had completely dissipated.

"Mr. Xiao Gu, Miss Chu, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Thank you."

Gu Shen looked at this man who changed his face very quickly and couldn't help but smile and asked: "Is your Excellency usually like this?"

"You two don't know something."

Hooper explained helplessly: "Because 'Ian''s name is too loud, even if I hide in a small town like Linz, many people still come to ask for a visit... and blocking those visitors is my usual job."

I see.

Middle-earth is a land of learning. If every young man came to this courtyard to seek an audience, then Grand Maester Ian would not have to rest... I am afraid that he would not live to be one hundred and twenty years old.

"But... I didn't expect that the two of you, so young, are actually 'old friends' with the teacher."

Hooper smiled and said: "For at least a year, the teacher has not met with foreigners."

"On weekdays, Mr. Ian is in this courtyard?"

Gu Shen followed Hooper and looked at the surrounding environment: the attic was very old, the wooden door creaked, and the light inside was also dim.

As soon as he walked in, he understood.

In front of the extinguished fireplace in the attic, a short figure that was too old to be crouched. It was no longer winter, and the old man in the wheelchair was still wrapped in a big thick cloak.

Ian's sitting posture is actually very peaceful, but the years have lengthened his skin, making him look like he has "shrunk".

One hundred and twelve years old.

It is very difficult for this old man to travel far and wide frequently.

"As you can see..."

Hooper said softly: "Most of the time, the teacher will stay in the yard. His health is not convenient for traveling now."

Gu Shen and Chu Ling saluted the old man in the wheelchair.

The latter opened his eyes hard and looked directly at the two "strange" young people with cloudy eyes. His lips kept trembling and he looked very excited. Maybe it was because he was too old and his body was no longer able to make drastic actions.

reaction……

Gu Shen looked at the old man in the wheelchair with some confusion.

Intuition tells me that in the eyes of "Ian Leonard", in addition to excitement, there seems to be a touch of sadness...

What a pity.

Excitement, excitement, or sadness are all broken dust in the face of time.

The old man has been crushed by time.

Nowadays, it is very difficult to say a sentence...or even a word.

"Oh...I almost forgot."

Hooper quickly took out a set of spiritual link equipment from the wooden cabinet next to the fireplace. He put the earphones on the old man's head and attached the spiritual conversion patch to his chest.

This is a product developed by Huazhi.

It can help the elderly to communicate normally with the outside world... all it takes is a little bit of mental strength.

Not only extraordinary people have spiritual power.

In a sense, as long as you can "think", you have mental power, but the difference is more and less.

Therefore, this set of equipment can be used freely even by normal people who have not started extraordinary cultivation.

After wearing the device.

The excitement in the old man's eyes calmed down a lot, and he could finally convey the voice of his aging chest as he wished.

Ian was sitting in a wheelchair, the blush on his face still lingering, and there was still a hint of excitement.

His voice echoed in the small attic.

"key……"

"You...are finally here..."

Gu Shen was a little nervous and subconsciously looked at Hooper.

After sending the letter, this should be a private meeting belonging to the "Ancient Literature Society".

But Grand Maester Ian read out his identity directly in front of Hooper. Doesn't this seem inappropriate?

"It doesn't matter."

Ian said in a hoarse voice: "Hooper is a trustworthy person."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Shen felt much relieved.

On the other side, the blond young man bowed, which was a very authentic Nagano traditional etiquette.

"Mr. Xiao Gu, I'm one of my own."

He smiled and said: "In the past few years, the teacher has been looking for the [key], and he has been waiting for your 'visit'."

Gu Shen returned the gift.

He took a deep breath and said: "Since Mr. Ian is waiting for me, he must also know... why I am here."

"..."

The old man in the wheelchair was silent for a few seconds.

Hooper understood. He pushed the wheelchair to reveal the complete fireplace, and then clicked a certain dark brick on the floor. The floor of the attic made a crisp sound, and the entrance to the cellar was revealed.

Gu Shen looked directly into the cellar with a somewhat moved expression.

His mental power can't penetrate deeply!

"Here...are some important ancient texts left behind by Alan Turing."

Hooper spoke for the teacher and said: "Since the [Key] has appeared, these ancient texts should be kept and collected by the [Key]... Mr. Gu can access, browse and comprehend the contents in the cellar at any time.

"

"My visit today is not just for this matter."

Gu Shen looked away from the cellar.

He said seriously: "Mr. Ian... I want to reconnect with the Ancient Literature Society. I need someone to serve as the 'connection hub' for Central Continent and even the entire Five Continents in the future."

After a short silence.

"You want...to find me?"

"yes."

The cellar was opened and dust was flying.

The entire attic is filled with the smoke and dust of time.

The old man in the wheelchair looked at the dark entrance, seemed to think of something, and coughed violently.

Hooper was in a hurry and quickly reconfigured the spiritual link equipment.
To be continued...
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