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From a distance, there was a small turn at the end of the street, but Heng Qian didn't think much about it, because the dampness and darkness suppressed his Yaxing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info But since they are already here, it would be a pity if they didn't finish all the shopping, Heng Qian still approached the end of the street step by step. I don't know why I have a thousand excuses in my heart that I don't want to go, but on the other side, there are 10,000 reasons to go. In the end, what Heng Qian can do follows his heart. Stroking the abrupt stone wall, Heng Qian still entered the end of the street.

To be honest, in fact, there is really not much hope in it, and Heng Qian just wants to let himself die. And the reality is the same! Heng Qian is indeed not mistaken, this corner at the end of the street is indeed not as mysterious as he imagined. In the empty small area, there was only one old woman of an alien race sitting in a wheelchair, enjoying the sunlight through the bottom of the sea. There was a rag in front of her, but the ragged old woman didn't care about Heng Yan's arrival, it may be that too many people passed by here and were disappointed, and they wouldn't take the next step at all, let alone flip through a few pamphlets in front of the old woman.

To be honest, Heng Qian really wanted to go, but the god was that he seemed to have seen something in the corner of his eye that surprised him, but he was reluctant to walk away, and he couldn't even take a step with his body. What entered Heng Yan's eyes? Why did Heng Qian not even move his body?

The first thing that attracted Heng Qian was the rag cloth spread on the ground with a retro texture, and Heng Qian was deeply fascinated by it from the first glance, and I don't know why I still couldn't leave the range of this rag.

"Yusen senior...... Yusen senior!"

At this time, Heng Qian didn't dare to confirm the origin of this rag, so he had to wake up Yu Sen, who was sleeping and resting.

"Why, didn't I say it? Everything here is casual, and you don't even ask my opinion. You'd better have some other excuse this time, or I'll see if I don't twist your kid's ear. ”

"Senior Yu Sen, look at the yellowed rag on the stall in front of you. ”

Yu Sen originally just glanced at it, but he also ignored its existence like Heng Yan. But after this glance, Yu Sen's eyes never left this rag, asking Yu Sen to say what is famous, but Yu Sen can't say that he has always been so divided.

"Whole cloth...... The whole cloth is very ordinary, but the few pieces of cloth sewn together next to it also look a little old, and the visual inspection is also more than 10,000 years old. And it's really not a street product! If the street goods are definitely not able to last 10,000 years of torture! I think that piece of cloth is probably an antique from ancient times. ”

Speaking of this piece of cloth, even if the fairy's clothes are not interested, Heng Qian is not interested! And what Heng Qian really cares about is not the cloth with a long history, but the small book on the cloth. There are only three pamphlets on the patch. In the center, however, is yellow, although most of the covers are weathered, and I don't know how much content is left. It is estimated that there is only half of the book left. In fact, these are not the places that attract Heng Yan. It can be said that if you look at it at first glance, Heng Qian really won't be attracted to it, but after looking at it in the middle of the three booklets, it looks particularly eye-catching. Because both of them are written in modern human script, while the middle one is written in a super ancient script. What kind of script is it? There is no doubt that it is the ancient Xiaolong script. Heng Qian can also understand a thing or two by virtue of his stay in the Thunder Dragon Tribe for a period of time. And the text on this is exactly what I want. - "Characteristics of Alchemy"

It seems to be a miscellaneous book, and the title of the book has betrayed its contents. Even so, Heng Qian still squatted down curiously, picked up the booklet curiously, and read it curiously. It's not magical, but Heng Qian just wants to pick it up and take a look. From the first page of this, Heng Qian was already shocked, and the first thing to bear the brunt of the shock was the tattered cover. After getting started, I realized that the texture was not actually the so-called paper, and the soft feel and thickness of the texture Heng Qian realized that the yellowing of this thing was not because of the age, but because the material was different. The material of this booklet is animal skin! What is it that even Yu Sen looks away?

The booklet is the size of a big palm.,The text on it is densely packed with illustrations.,But the illustrations are also messy pictures.,Anyway, Heng Qian can't understand it.。 It's just that Heng Qian can still understand some of the words on it, although he has practiced in the Xiaolong tribe for a while, and he claims to be able to read the words where he is. However, this booklet is written in the script of the Xiaolong tribe, which is correct, but according to the ancient language, Heng Qian has never seen it at all! The text can be understood, but once a sentence is combined, Heng Qian can't grasp it at all! I wanted to ask Yu Sen, but Yu Sen also shook his head and surrendered, This booklet may be older than Yu Sen's own age. Heng Qian hastily flipped through the booklet, as if it was roughly describing a secret technique, but specifically, Heng Yan himself was not sure what this booklet was for. And on the last few pages of the booklet, some details of the author are written, and Heng Qian can still understand it, but it's a pity that the date of this book is damaged and can't be read clearly.

Heng Ling knocked on the bricks on the ground and made a clattering sound to signal the old woman in front of him, because he didn't know if this old woman was a human or a ghost. Although this pamphlet is said to be an antique, it has lost its ornamental value because of improper preservation, and Heng Qian can completely pretend to be an antique dealer and take the opportunity to bargain. The old woman slowly opened her eyes and glanced at Heng Yan. Do you dare to believe that a dying person in the Dan stage despises a monk in the late Yuan Infant period so much? Fortunately, Heng Qian does not pay attention to these things. Heng Qian pointed to the booklet in his hand. It means asking how much it costs.

The old woman stretched out ten fingers and squeezed out a human sentence:

"Ten high-grade spirit stones!"

The price of ten high-grade spirit stones was actually within Heng Yan's expectations, but Heng Yan said that he was going to bargain, of course, he couldn't be satisfied like this! Of course, this play should not be so perfunctory! This action still won a lot of points for himself. --16647+d6su9h+10309259-->

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