Lin Jixin took his things back to the hotel, closed the door, put the silver metal plate on the table, and took out the three small crystal bottles that had been prepared a long time ago and put them beside him.

The potions in the three small crystal bottles were poured on the silver metal plates in turn, and as a large number of bubbles bubbled out, the metal plates slowly softened, and finally cracked in half, revealing a thin scroll of animal skins in the metal.

It's done!

With a beaming face on his face, he spread out the scroll of animal skins, on which was a letter that was not too long.

Dear Dolmatha, when you read this letter, I should have returned to the bosom of the Mother of the Gods, Gephaya, do not be sad, for from the moment we must be separated, I am only a shell that lives......

He had no interest in the heartfelt words, so he swept them by, jotted down some of the key phrases, and quickly returned his attention to the last paragraph of the letter.

…… I've left you something, right in the mill we used to go to when we were kids, the one next to the River Sebimo, remember my favorite attic to hide and seek? The third pillar right there.

Dolmatha, how I wish I could turn back time, then I will definitely take all the courage to embrace you, because I already know that there is nothing more important in this world than you......

Quickly skipped the love words in the back, his eyes swept quickly, and he made sure that there were only these messages on it, and Lin Jixin's eyes finally fell on the signature.

I love you the most Wenraza.

Raising his head, he let out a long breath.

That's right, this is the thing.

According to normal history, the secret of this metal plate was accidentally discovered five or six years later by a treasure hunter in Mongatelral, who spent a lot of time investigating the mystery, but unfortunately unfortunately, he accidentally leaked the news at a time close to success, let the head of an underground organization know about it, and arrested him, tortured him to find out all the insiders, brutally killed him, and took all the results as his own.

The most famous of these is the magic necklace: the love of Wenraza.

This necklace stores the "Life Shield" magic, which will automatically form a powerful protective shield when the wearer is attacked, and if the force of the attack is too strong, it will automatically shrink to protect the wearer's most important organs: the heart, brain, etc., and the leader of the underground organization has escaped several deadly attacks with it.

The manufacturing materials of this kind of magic items are very rare, and it is even more difficult to make them, it requires several master-level figures to join forces, it takes years of time, and countless efforts, this kind of thing will basically not circulate on the market, if you really want to estimate it, it must be more than 100,000 purple gold coins, and the king with a smaller territory may not even be able to have one, and I don't know what the identity of this Wen Raza is, and there will be such a thing.

Of course, Lin Jixin is not interested in archaeological exploration of Wen Laza's origin, his purpose is only a magic necklace: Wen Laza's love.

*******

"Madame, bread is only enough for tomorrow day."

Hearing this, Phirecy, who was embroidering under the candlestick, looked up, and opposite her, the only old servant, Basani, was looking at her with his hands folded.

Phiress smiled, "Got it, I'll give you money tomorrow." ”

"Yes," Bashani tightened her grip and hesitated to continue the conversation, "If Madame is okay, I'll go down first." ”

"Hmm."

With a soft hum, listening to the footsteps slowly moving away, Phiresie looked up at Basani's back, a trace of distress appeared on her originally indifferent face, she put down the embroidery in her hand, reached out to pull up the long lock of hair hanging down her forehead, and sighed softly.

Even if she was in a hurry to work at night, it would take at least a week.

She glanced at her daughter's little face, who was already asleep on the bed, thought for a moment, picked up the candlestick and got up and walked out.

Out of the room, walking down the corridor for a while, she came to the study.

Placing the candlestick on the desk, her eyes swept over the desk drawer, and she remembered with some regret that she had replaced the purple-gilded handle for a week's worth of bread half a year ago.

Sitting down in a chair in front of her desk, she scanned her surroundings for something of value, and then fixed her eyes on the bookshelf.

She remembered that there was a stack of books there, why wasn't there now.

In the El Continent, knowledge is power, knowledge is money, the money in exchange for the books in this study room has allowed her and her family to go through a long difficult time, and now what is left is some historical materials and biographies of her own clan, which are worthless, so they will stay.

Only then did she realize that there was a warm temperature underneath her buttocks, which had apparently been sat on before.

She stood up in horror before she straightened up, a hand pressed on her shoulder.

"Don't make a sound!" Behind him came a man's deep voice.

Phirecy's muscles tensed all over her body, and she begged, "Don't hurt me, you can take anything you want, don't hurt me......"

"Relax, I have no ill will!" The man behind him said, "I just wanted to ask something about your great-grandmother, Dolmatha. ”

Frecy breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately sat back to show that she had no intention of resisting: "You ask, but there are some things that I may not know. ”

The hand on the shoulder was retracted.

"Where was your great-grandmother born?"

"She's a native and was born here."

"Growing up here?"

"Yes."

The questions asked by the people behind her are not complicated, she tries to answer them, and if there is something unclear, she will explain the reason, and she can't be more cooperative.

Finally, she saw a small money bag snap from behind and throw it on the desk in front of her, and her ears pricked up with the crisp and heavy sound of metal coins in the money bag.

The man behind him: "Thank you for your cooperation, I took some of your books, this is the fee." ”

At this moment, she finally managed to control her desire to pounce.

There was no sound behind her, and after a moment, she tentatively turned her head, and sure enough, it was empty and there was no figure in sight.

She didn't have time to investigate it carefully, so she grabbed the little money bag as soon as possible.

Opening the money bag, under the candlelight, the luster of a large purple gold dazzled her eyes.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had seen so much money, eight years or ten years? Or more.

She didn't have the heart to think about this, she only knew that with these, she would definitely be able to raise her daughter healthy and healthy.