After more than two hours, Richard had read all the records about the thangka and had a deeper understanding of the legendary wizard.

According to the content of the book, this legendary wizard was born in the Sika Kingdom, and his background is more mysterious than the public one, and there is a lot of evidence that there is some connection between Thangka and the royal family of the Sika Kingdom, but it is not known what it is.

Corresponding to Thangka's mysterious identity, Thangka's many years of experience when he was young were unknown, even his friends. In fact, it wasn't until Thangka left the kingdom of Sika and began to travel around the continent that he gradually became famous and became acquainted with many legendary wizards.

Speaking of which, the friendship between Soros and Thangka only began in the second half of Thangka's life, but the two are indeed very close and have studied a lot of things together. Because of this, after Thangka's sudden death, Soros was the craziest person to investigate the cause of Thangka's death.

It is worth mentioning that Thangka's grave is not as secret as imagined, and there are even tombstones in the place where he lived for many years before his death. It's just that almost everyone suspects that it's not really a grave, it's just a disguise.

It is speculated that the real tomb of the thangka should be in the rest of the place, but not too far from the tomb on the surface. Because Thangka made his will public, requiring him to be buried in the place where he thought he was most comfortable in the world after he died, that is, ......"

"White Valley. Richard slowly closed the book and read it out thoughtfully.

......

White Valley.

Richard has always been very mobile, and once he has decided what to do, he will never hesitate.

After determining the location of Thangka's grave, he said goodbye to the sorceress Sersi, left the city of Faro, and traveled day and night to a place called "White Valley".

After arriving at the White Valley, he first went to the public grave of the thangka. Just one glance makes it clear why everyone suspects that it is a fake grave, because it is located in a private garden.

In the private garden, the view is very nice, there are lawns, flowers and fountains, the air is fresh and the environment is pleasant. In addition, there are many stalls selling food and gadgets at the door, which is a good place for daily leisure.

But what is the matter with the fact that only after receiving the money according to the head is allowed to enter the park to view the grave?

Amusement park...... No, the prototype of the memorial to charge admission?

According to the accounts of passers-by, Richard learned some information, and it turned out that this was an apprentice in Thangka who came out of nowhere, and used it as a means to collect money under the name of a name.

Considering that the apprentice was not disposed of by Thangka's friends in the first place, and allowed his offspring to develop into what he is now, it is possible that this apprentice is real. Of course, it is also possible that it is fake, but Thangka's friends are happy to see it happen, and use it to cover Thangka's real grave.

In any case, there are good reasons for suspicion that public graves are open.

Just in case, Richard deliberately looked at it with the perspective function of the Gaze Eye, and made sure that the tomb was empty, an empty shell, and then shook his head a little funny and left.

Richard then began to try to find the true tomb of Thangka in the rest of the White Valley, and this search was completed a week later.

......

A week later, in the afternoon.

Under the sun, Richard appeared on a mound tens of meters high in the White Valley.

He squinted at a small town beneath the mound, thinking back to the areas that had been ruled out of possibility in recent days, and let out a soft breath.

There is one thing to clarify, that is, although the white valley is called the white valley, it has nothing to do with "white" or "valley".

The name White Valley, which comes from the local indigenous word "pocado", meaning "secret place", is an area of several hundred square kilometers, similar in size to an entire county on Earth.

It is close to the frontier of the Soma Alliance, not far from the barren mountains of the Sika Kingdom and the barren plateau of the Northern Desolation, as if it has been infected by two evil lands, so it is also extremely barren.

There are few specialties in the region other than the endless forests, so the two most prosperous professions here are lumberjacks and coachmen – the lumberjacks are responsible for cutting down the good quality wood, and the coachmen are responsible for transporting it and selling it to those in need in the rest of the region.

People here have done this since before the Soma Alliance was founded, and it continues to do so today.

The people here are not worried about the forest being cut down at all, because the forest they are facing is a vast green sea that spreads to the Soma Alliance, the Sika Kingdom, and the Northern Wilderness, and there is almost no end to it for ordinary people and wizards.

So, no matter how hard people work, they only cut down trees at the same rate as the forest expands outwards – they have been working for so many years, almost staying in place, not going much deeper into the forest at all.

Richard was not too unfamiliar with this place, because he had passed by here once in order to choose a suitable place for the immortal tin wood to be put outside, and finally put the tin wood outside the vast forest with this place as the edge.

However, last time I was passing by in a hurry, and after this detailed exploration, I found that the white valley is not simple.

The terrain was so complex that it took him days to explore and clear most of the area, from relatively flat plains to rolling mountains.

There are still two last areas of the White Valley to explore, one is Black Spike and the other is Greywood below the mound where he is located.

"Graywood Town ......"

Richard's eyes narrowed, his body vanished little by little, and after a few seconds, he reappeared and was already standing on the streets of Graywood.

There were very few people on the streets of Graywood Town, and no one noticed that there were people here demonstrating the trick of "changing people", and it was very peaceful.

Richard looked around, chose the only tavern in town, and walked to it.

Walk to the door, push the door in, and walk into the lobby.

In the lobby, two tables of lumberjacks and a coachman were drinking, and the rest of the seats were empty. Considering that it was only afternoon, and there was still a long time before the evening rush hour, it was not too cold.

The drinker looked at him with a few curious looks, but after one glance, he lost interest and turned back to continue drinking with his companions. With an indifferent expression on his face, Richard didn't pay much attention to others, locked the bartender behind the counter, and walked over.

"There's one thing I want to inquire about. Richard spoke to the bartender, thought for a moment and asked, "Are there any abandoned cemeteries around here, or rather, is there any suitable place to bury people?"

The young bartender behind the counter listened to Richard's words, and did not lift his eyelids, and laboriously wiped the table with a torn rag, occasionally spitting a mouthful of spit.

With an expression on his face that had long been insightful of everything, with three points of boredom and seven points of boredom, he opened his mouth and said, "You are also here to find the real grave of the wizard Thangka, right?"

"Huh?" Richard raised an eyebrow.