"Anyone?" Aldrich shouted like a fool at the empty, dark room.

A second, two seconds, three seconds, everything in the room began to shake, the broken glass returned to the window, the glass bottles lying on the floor also returned to the cupboard, the scattered books and the tattered sofas, as if going back in time, were restored, and in an instant the house became brightly lit, all the surrounding candlesticks were lit with candles, two old single sofas, like new, and two glasses of fragrant red wine on the small table in the middle.

At this moment, a large mouse that looked like an adult cat came out of the back room, and then ran to one of the sofas and sat down, and the big mouse turned into a human appearance in front of Aldrich, an old man with a white beard about the same as Aldrich, and also dressed in denim, and wore a pair of very chic gold-wire glasses.

"Well, I thought it was who, and why you?" The old cowboy didn't seem to want to see Aldrich at all.

"Why can't it be me, and I won't do anything to you." Aldrich said.

"Hmph, I've never gotten anything good from you." The old cowboy said, "It's okay, I don't think you will live long." ”

"Hey, why do you talk like that, I have brought you something good." Aldrich, give him the bag of coins. That's a hundred gold coins.

"I've never seen you so generous." The old cowboy said, "However, every time you want to trade something, it must be worth the money." ”。

"Don't be so absolute." Aldrich said.

"What do you want?" The cowboy old man actually began to be vigilant when he saw so much money.

"A drop of dragon blood!" Aldrich held out a finger.

"Nope." The old cowboy got up to leave, and even though he wanted the money, he still refused, because the dragon's blood must be worth more than a hundred gold coins.

"Hey, don't go, I still have good things." Aldridge, of course, knew that dragon's blood could not be exchanged for a hundred gold coins, and he had brought other things with him.

"Something." The old cowboy said, but he didn't expect Aldridge to surprise him.

"Look at this." Aldrich took out a very small glass bottle from his pocket, only two centimeters high, as thick as a little finger, and contained a third of the purified unknown substance, although it was very small, but the immeasurable energy made the old cowboy who saw it shake his soul, and felt as if he had penetrated his body.

"You're really going to give me that thing." The old cowboy sat back in his chair.

"Do you know what this thing is?" Aldrich asked.

"I don't know, but I know that this thing is worth the same as dragon blood." The cowboy old man is really knowledgeable.

"Well, you're really a knowledgeable merchant." Aldrich said, and the old cowboy picked up the bottle of the little thing, and he looked at the object in amazement.

"If you're a businessman, you're a profiteer, but are you sure you want to give me this?" The cowboy asked again.

"Of course, it's a compensation for my previous losses to you, how about it." Aldrich said.

"You use this thing, plus a hundred gold coins, just for a drop of dragon blood" The cowboy old man didn't believe it.

"Well, that's all.".

"What are you going to do?" The old cowboy asked, looking suspiciously at the small bottle in his hand.

"Do your research." Aldrich said.

"Do you want to do an advanced alchemy experiment, or the ultimate alchemy experiment?" The old cowboy asked again.

"I don't know, I'm just looking for an object that can replace the thing in your hand, it seems that only dragon's blood is suitable." Aldrich said.

The cowboy old man suddenly thought for a while and said, "Eh, I'll give it to you, you wait." ”

Saying that, he walked to the back room, and then found a special alchemy container from a pile of bottles and cans, which contained dragon blood, dragon blood, black without a little light transmission, extremely dense, the taste was like sulfuric acid, a pungent smell, he used a small bottle of pure gold, carefully filled a drop in it, and then solemnly walked back to the room, at this time Aldrich was sipping the red wine on the table.

"It's dragon's blood, just a drop." Said the cowboy old man.

"Thank you." Aldrich said, "Still, where did you get this wine, it feels like it's 95 years old." ”

"It's just a trip to the present world." Said the cowboy old man.

"Can you get out?" Aldrich asked in surprise.

"Of course, I'm just a cursed person, and I'm not a beast, so of course I can get out." The cowboy old man said.

Aldrich suddenly remembered that the old man in front of him was indeed not one or two years older than himself, but hundreds of years old, he was a Mobile, and the only Mobiler in this world, the former Mobiles built the world's first electricity-powered city, more than a thousand years earlier than the current electricity operation, their alchemists, inadvertently touched the "Historical Documents", they know a lot of things in the future, so, the creator god will take back all the souls of the Mobiles in order not to let history leak, As for the cowboy old man in front of him, he was the only one who didn't know history back then, so the creator god only punished him as a lowly creature, so he often turned into a rat and often became a human.

"Then where did you get the money?" Aldrich asked suddenly.

"Steal, rat's business." Said the cowboy old man.

"Then this bag of money I sent you may be able to help you."

"It's okay, let's go, the sun goes down, and those damned spirits will come out."

"I really don't know why you live in this place." Aldrich asked.

"For my sake of these broken copper and iron, but they are the most valuable things, like dragon blood, use a little less."

"Hey, this is an unknown treasure trove, I hope you can keep it until your curse is over."

When Aldrich left, he drank the glass of wine, then pushed the door open and walked out of the house, outside the house, there were fallen leaves everywhere, the black haze sky, the wind was blowing, and the shop with the 'mouse' sign became dilapidated again when Aldridge's back foot stepped out, like a haunted house that had not been lived in for a long time. Aldrich held the little bottle of pure gold in his hand, and his heart was as happy as a child getting candy.

On the way back, there were few ghosts, and there were few strange beasts, because those strange things remembered that the young man who 'made a big fuss in no man's land' forty years ago had turned out to be an old man, but the feeling of the events of that year was still vivid, so even if Aldrich was old. Those weird things don't dare to make any small moves.