After all, the sun was going to sink into darkness, and the original golden light was also transformed into a dark red blood light at this time, and the slightly close flowing clouds were infected by the depression, and a red fire rose, reflecting the sparkling river, and the river was also red.

A hazy light smoke rose from the earth, swirling around the edge of the grass and the gurgling water.

The crow perched on the dead branches, and every now and then let out a lonely chirp, and the mountains in the distance, silent, faded in the golden light.

And people look at the dusk, hoping for the arrival of dreams, but finally shut the dusk out.

Outside the door, there was still a hazy twilight smoke, a crow perched on a dead tree, and a fading golden light.

López had no time to appreciate such a lonely and soft view, because Halleth found traces of magic in the room.

"Oh, my dear Joldais, you look so unreminiscent of a priest. Obviously, López's first reaction to this was to be amazed.

"As you say, it's not something to brag about, I did work as a priest, but that was quite old, probably when I was a teenager, and unfortunately I wasn't very talented, and I was quickly kicked out, oh, I didn't even touch the skin. As he spoke, Halleth raised an eyebrow, and judging from his expression, this was not something to be angry with him.

"In this world of regrets, no one is perfect. With a soft sigh, López stretched again, he had been sitting in his chair for a long time today.

On the side, Holdes had already picked up his staff and began to use magic to carefully perceive the remaining traces of magic in the room: "With all due respect, López, your biological age is a little inconsistent with your thoughts. ”

"Well, that's the only good thing that comes with a rich life experience, but it's not a bad thing, and it's nowhere near a good thing. In response, López subconsciously banged on the table next to him again.

But this time, the sound of "dong dong dong" could no longer make him feel at ease, but made him a little confused, in order to confirm his conjecture, López quickly crouched down, began to bang on the table post, and with his movements, the sound of "click" came to his ears.

This made him get up again, banged on the table, and the sound of "dong dong dong" was also heard.

If an object is homogeneous, then the conduction of sound waves in it will be stable and orderly, if there are obviously different media such as cavities in the object, sound waves will produce refraction and reflection at the junction when they propagate, and these refractions, reflected sound waves, acoustic waves, and sound waves generated by medium resonance will interfere with each other, and there are a variety of diffraction phenomena of different angles and amplitudes, after many times of interaction and superposition, it will eventually become a sound wave propagating outward, obviously, this will be very different.

And this is also the reason why López is confused.

Looking down and thinking for a while, Lopez slowly pulled out the dagger behind his waist.

"Hopefully this won't be a bad thing, I can't afford this damn Purple Trembling Wood. With a whisper of prayer, López picked up the dagger and gently drilled a not-so-small hole in the tablepost.

In fact, López's conjecture was correct, but he suddenly realized that he didn't have to do it, because there was a not-so-obvious button at the bottom of the table, which was supposed to control the switch of the dark grid, and it would be really difficult to find if it weren't for his eyes.

He raised his finger and pressed it gently, but after a while, the table did not move at all, which made him sigh helplessly, it seems that he guessed wrong, and did not know what this button was used for.

After adjusting his somewhat frustrated mood, López raised his dagger again and began to truly destroy the purple trembling wood pillar.

With his movements, the things hidden in the dark compartment were slowly exposed to the air.

At present, it is just a sheepskin bag, but what exactly is placed in it will have to be seen before a conclusion can be made.

The weight of the sheepskin bag was much heavier than López had expected, and there was a dull sound similar to a collision inside, which made him more and more curious.

Barely holding back his feelings, López quickly opened the sheepskin bag, and just like that, pieces of gold jumped directly into López's eyes.

"I don't think that's a good thing. Sighing, López slowly got up and glanced at Halle, who was still immersed in clues: "I guess you'll want to see this, my dear detective." ”

"Ah, of course, I found burn marks on the corpse's legs, and there are still fire demons in this house," and before he could finish speaking, Holdes let out an exclamation: "Oh, this is spectacular, I really didn't expect this kind ......of family to set up a dark grid." ”

"At least as it stands, the family must not be as ordinary as it seems. With that, López sighed again, as things seemed to get more and more troublesome.

"If the gold is not adulterated, it should be between twenty and thirty catties, which is not a small amount. The excitement that emerged from the clue caused Haldez to suck his pipe.

"Oh, wait, what are these?" Before he could study the gold, Haldais's eyes seemed to be drawn to something again.

This reborn the curiosity that had not yet burned out in López's heart, and his gaze began to move in the footsteps of Haldais.

Only then did he realize that a popped out compartment had also appeared on the north wall, which, by the way, was filled with jewels.

"It seems that we need to go to the town of Gireji even more. After carefully examining the jewels, the idea of traveling to the town of Girégi became more and more determined in Haldais's mind.

"I understand your enthusiasm for your work, but today we don't have much time, you see, the sun has set. Equally curious, López had to interrupt Jordez's self-indulgence.

"You're right, López, but if we go and ask Alfred to find Gna now, time should be quite rich. With that, Haldece took the pipe from his mouth again.

After hearing this, López's eyes couldn't help but glance at the purple trembling wood table where the gold was hidden: "I think I can only say one thing, well, I hope he won't attack me because of this, if only he could understand the plight of the poor." ”

Finally, López smiled and stood up from his chair.