After leaving Elder Caligula's house, Ye Qingxuan took a tour of the entire Auschwitz gathering area and got a general understanding of the terrain.

There are several places that have clearly been bought, exuding significant etheric fluctuations. If you look with the eyes of silence, you will be able to see the invisible barriers.

In some places, the surrounding buildings have been bulldozed, and the lonely one exudes the chill that no one can enter.

In some places, deep in residential areas, there is no sound around, and only a dark fog can be observed, and no one knows what is hidden inside.

Like Ye Qingxuan, a guy who sleeps in a hotel at night and sets up a stall on the street during the day...... Unique.

It's just that when he returned to the stall, he found that someone had already come to the door.

Just in front of the empty stall, there was a back figure like a guest sitting on the ground, picking at the blade on the stall, looking at this one, touching that one, like a picky customer, and finally, picking up a short knife and rubbing it in his hand.

"Hello Mr. Ye. ”

Hearing footsteps behind him, the musician turned his head, revealing the same face he had seen the night before under his hood.

"I'm Colt. ”

He said, "Colt Flagg. I've heard my teacher talk about you. ”

"Who is your teacher?"

"Heisenberg. Colt said, "Master Heisenberg of the Rock and Iron Academy." ”

Ye Qingxuan remembered the former teacher's council, and the cold and hard face of those council members could vaguely see a similar shadow on the face of the musician in front of him.

It's the same cold and hard breath.

He bowed his head, "Disrespectful." ”

"There's nothing to be disrespectful, after all, the relationship between our teachers is not so glorious. ”

Colt looked at him, "The teacher also said that he is not as good as Abraham, and he has a perfect disciple. It is enough to inherit its own mantle and carry it forward. To tell the truth, Ling Zai was jealous. ”

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, he didn't expect Heisenberg to have such a high opinion of himself.

"It's the master who has won the prize. ”

Colt smiled and didn't say anything, just fiddled with the dagger in his hand.

"Do you want to join forces?" he asked suddenly.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment. Shaking his head slightly: "Forget it, I'm not the kind of person who is gregarious." ”

"It's a shame. ”

Colt stared at him with an indifferent expression: "This answer, it's a pity. ”

With a crisp sound, the short knife came out of its shell, and a chill burst out from the scratched short knife.

Faintly, the etheric ripples spread out of his body, with a strong hostility.

Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.

If there are other short-tempered musicians or summoning musicians who have been suffering from animal nature for many years and are not mentally stable. Ye Qingxuan will be a little jealous. But if the opponent is a revelation musician who is known for his rationality and insight, Ye Qingxuan will not worry.

No sane person would go against the Holy City's prohibitions and risk getting the locals involved in this bazaar and fighting with themselves.

The lethality of the Revelation Musician is too small, so every point is so precious that it must be used properly, and it will kill with one hit.

In some extreme schools, there is no more than sixty percent certainty, and the enlightenment musician will never make a move.

Ye Qingxuan had to be careful. Don't fight back, just get caught by this guy.

In a silent stalemate. Colt suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly:

"This kind of trick really won't work for you. ”

In his hand, the cold dagger silently unsheathed and returned to its original position.

"--The knife is good. ”

He got up, politely said goodbye, turned away, and disappeared into the street.

Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly and walked away. He sat back in his place at the back of the stall, and after a long time, picked up a rag and wiped away the fingerprints that Colt had left on the body of the dagger.

Close the knife into the sheath.

He smiled in the distance.

At his feet, the rag was silently burned to ashes.

End of the street. After turning the corner, Colt's footsteps stopped abruptly and looked at the woman hidden in the shadows.

"Ariana, how's it going?" he asked in a low voice.

Ariana's expression changed, and after a long time, she shook her head gloomily: "There hasn't been any reaction yet, are you sure you really put the 'hint' mark I made myself on his stall?"

"I promise. ”

Colt said lightly: "Of all the apocalyptic musicians of Auschwitz, I am the only one who can find that hint existing. ”

Before the words could be spoken, a subtle crunch burst from Ariana's fingertips.

Ariana's face changed, and she looked down at her finger and noticed a crack on the gemstone ring on her index finger.

"Really?"

With a blank face, she shed the valuable alchemy equipment and threw it into the garbage: "Then there is another one now." ”

“......”

Colt was silent for a moment, and his pupils drooped: "It seems that Ye Qingxuan's threat level needs to be raised - let the allied musicians be careful of him in the future, and deal with him as a resonance-level enemy." ”

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Ariana frowned: "If there is no evidence, they will not accept it: the guy who was the weakest candidate yesterday jumped to the top of the threat ranking." ”

"It doesn't matter. If you want proof......"

Colt sneered, turned and left:

"--After the group of blind guys were cleaned up by Ye Qingxuan, there will be naturally. ”――

Ye Qingxuan didn't think of what Colt had any plans, he just regarded this as a test between competitors, and after re-examining the few illusion fulcrums he had hidden around the stall, he re-entered the state of thought.

Soon, he realized that he seemed to be being targeted by strange people.

And staring closely.

The stinking is extraordinarily presumptuous.

Presumptuous to squatting in front of the stall, looking left and right, looking attentive and curious.

It was a little Romulus girl, who looked to be eleven or twelve years old, and wore a robe as dirty as everyone else. The hair is flaxen-colored. With a little bit of gold.

It's a half-blood.

She carried a large, shriveled backpack with bulging pockets full of small bits and pieces. A small hairpin, a small pair of scissors, a small note, and a dead mouse......

Well, it's already a specimen, and I still carry it with me.

Her face was also painted with a few strange paints. Like a little witch who would have been burned at the stake before.

She crouched next to the stall, looking left, right, and then left...... It can be seen that Ye Qingxuan's heart is furious.

"You...... What are you watching me do?"

Ye Qingxuan leaned back a little and looked blankly at the girl approaching.

Hearing him ask, the girl was also stunned for a moment, then shook her head, and replied frankly:

"I forgot. ”

“......”

Ye Qingxuan almost spurted out of his throat with a mouthful of old blood, coughing violently. I don't know how to pick up this stubble.

The girl crouched beside the stall, propped her face up with her elbows, and looked at him curiously.

"You're an outsider too?"

She said, "I just saw a couple of people looking at you over there." ”

"How many people?" Ye Qingxuan noticed her words and frowned: "How many more?"

"Probably?"

The girl scratched her messy hair: "Is this what we're talking about? ”

“......”

Ye Qingxuan heard the voice of his logical collapse: What do you mean I can't remember, and what are we going to say, we haven't said anything!

Don't suddenly speak in a tone that the two of us already know each other!

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Ye Qingxuan forcibly swallowed a mouthful of old blood: "Do you have something to do with me?"

"Oh, don't we know each other?"

The girl looked at him in confusion. Finding the answer in his sad eyes, he nodded clearly: "Then you must have bought a map, right? ”

"What map?"

Ye Qingxuan never felt that he would have such trouble communicating with people one day. It's a little doubtful about my IQ. This little girl can't be a little neurotic, right?

“...... Oh, so you just haven't bought it?"

The girl's eyes lit up: "You either have a map, it's very cheap! Don't you outsiders all want to go to the underground palace under the mine? I am the only one who has been to the outermost underground palace!"

Although I can't lead the way, you just have to spend ...... Flower ......"

Her voice paused, flipped through her pocket for a long time, and took out a note with the price written on it and looked at it. Hurriedly hid it again, and said, "You can buy a map drawn by me for three hundred yuan!"

Do you think I'm going to believe you and pay for it?

Ye Qingxuan's face was full of residual thoughts, and he didn't know what to say.

"Hmm, don't you think it's expensive?"

The girl misunderstood something, and scratched her head a little apologetically: "That's right." I also think it's quite expensive. Or you can give me a hundred. If you still feel at a loss, I'll make up for a secret passage that no one has ever been to. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Qingxuan to speak, she took out a 'map' covered with strange graffiti from her backpack, grabbed a pen and drew it on the back.

What do you say about the style of painting...... Quite 'soul', especially full of wildness and sensuality.

In short, nothing can be seen except for two statues and a door.

Soon, she stuffed the map into Ye Qingxuan's hand, and then looked at him expectantly.

Wait for the money.

“......”

Is this a new form of blackmail and begging?

Ye Qingxuan was already numb: Forget it, it doesn't matter, it's only a hundred yuan, please take it away quickly, don't hurt my reason and logic anymore.

"Didn't you just say you wanted money?"

He sadly took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the little girl, the girl smiled and reached out to take it, but found that she couldn't pull it out, and she dragged it again, Ye Qingxuan let go of her hand, but held her wrist.

She looked at Ye Qingxuan.

But Ye Qingxuan looked at her wrist, and on her wrist, there was a faint mark on the double snake intertwined and the staff of the cross.

Ye Qingxuan took out his pocket watch, looked at the coat of arms on it, and compared it with hers, but found that there was no difference.

"Where did this tattoo come from?" (To be continued.) )