Jiajing found someone casually on the road, and rushed over when he heard the location of the brave bar.

When I entered the door, I saw someone drinking Yihong's wine, and an inexplicable sense of intimacy arose.

However, Jiajing found that the Brave Bar only sold high-purity spirits of average quality, not Biluochun, the top wine of Yihong, considering that this is far away from the Silver Wind Empire in Badaling, it is not easy to buy Yihong-like wine. The price of wine is naturally several times more expensive than Athena's, and a jar will cost more than fifty gold, and these spirits are no more than ten gold at most in Star Picking City, and they are still the price after changing hands many times.

The fat man wasn't lying, the old drunkard Lusetton had been in the bar for many years, and many people at the Brave's Bar knew this old guy who wanted to drink to death.

When Jiajing found the old drunkard, Lusetton was drinking a bowl of low-grade ale with ten coppers, and he was extremely depressed.

Lusetton was dressed fairly cleanly, but it was covered with patches, and the color had turned white after years of washing, and he didn't know how long he had been wearing it. His gray hair was disheveled, and his drunken eyes were slightly narrowed, and he couldn't see the eyes of any thief. In the eyes of most people, this old drunkard is no longer a thief, so everyone calls him an old drunkard.

With a casual move, Jiajing asked the waiter to bring a jar of the most expensive Yihong spirits, put it on the wine table in Lusetton, and sat directly opposite Lusetton.

Lusetton's drunken eyes lit up, staring closely at the jar of fine wine he had only drunk once, sniffling and looking at Jiajing, and finally took the initiative to talk with a cheeky smile after a while: "This rich man, can you invite the old man to drink a bowl of Yihong's best wine?"

Jiajing smiled slightly: "If you can tell me something, I will give you this jar of fine wine, if your answer can satisfy me, no matter how much wine there is, there is no problem!"

Lusetton is just an old drunkard who has no power to rely on, so he naturally didn't dare to rob Jiajing's wine, and suddenly touched the back of his head in a little confusion: "I don't know what the son wants to know, the old drunkard has always stayed in the Brave Bar, and he knows everything about the bar, and besides that, I'm afraid I won't be able to help Your Excellency!"

Don't look at him drinking drunk, but the person who can withstand Yihong spirits will not be bad in terms of drinking, and this old drunkard's heart is sober.

Jiajing didn't talk nonsense, took out the black gold ball from the space ring, and asked in a good voice while handing it to Lusseton: "I heard that you sold this ball to a fat man, is there such a thing?"

Lusetton took the ball and glanced at it, and what once belonged to a thief easily reminded him of everything: "Ah, yes, by the way, that dead fat man, dare to say that the things I brought out of the ancient tomb with all my life are fakes, and his grandmother's, only gave me fifty gold coins!"

Jiajing's eyes lit up: "Which ancient tomb is it, and is there anything else to bring out?"

Lusetton shook his head: "No, it's all over to the fat man, but there seem to be a lot of good things in it!"

Among them was a metal plate about the size of the ball, but the old drunkard couldn't bring it out because it was too heavy.

After the old drunkard finished speaking, he saw Jiajing's eager look, and couldn't help but persuade kindly: "That ancient tomb ...... Childe better not to go, but it's dangerous! There are many mechanisms in it, and there is a very evil necromantic warrior, and a mountain mad rat beast, if it weren't for the villain's ability, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get out!"

That metal plate is also made of black gold, which is why it is so heavy. Jiajing has not yet discovered the existence of black gold ore in this Western Regions Continent, so it is very likely that these black gold are related to the red-eyed griffin......

Jiajing couldn't help but clap his hands: "Can you take me to that ancient tomb to see?"

A frightened look immediately appeared on Lusetton's face, and he waved his hand again and again: "No, no, I almost couldn't come back when I didn't lose my spiritual power, that evil necromantic warrior can even do spiritual magic, I have never seen such a weird and evil necromantic warrior in my life......! Hell, that's obviously a necromancer, my spiritual power was sealed by it at that time, no one believed what I said, and they all came to fall into me, but it's absolutely true, there really is such a necromancer warrior riding a mountain rabid beast!"

Under the influence of alcohol, Lusetton remembered the old memories that frightened him, and at this time, even his words became incoherent, but it was enough for De Jiajing to understand the meaning of his words - there was a necromantic knight in the ancient tomb who cultivated both spiritual magic and martial arts, which was indeed strange.

Because the necromancer that Jiajing heard about was actually a living person, but he had mastered necromantic magic and could summon undead creatures.

And the necromancer mentioned in the mouth of the old drunkard is a necromantic warrior, no wonder no one believes his crazy words, the necromantic warrior is a person who has died, that is, a ghost-like existence, how can they retain their magic in life, even if the powerful dragon clan is transformed into a bone dragon, it is impossible to retain the magic in life, unless it is an incomparably powerful dragon soul cultivated into a dragon lich.

Souls master magical skills, this is the consensus of all magicians, necromantic warriors are undead creatures that have lost their souls, but how can they still retain spiritual magic?

Unless he's a lich, which has no physical ability to attack and can only use magic attacks. It doesn't match the old drunkard's description of the necromantic warrior with strong physical damage ability, so everyone thinks it's just the old drunkard talking nonsense, trying to trick two bowls of wine to drink. In addition, the so-called antiquities brought out by the old drunkard, under the inquiry of some half-believing people, knew that they were all forgeries, and they all lost interest.

Although there are many mercenaries, and most of them have heard of the old drunkard's past, no one has gone to find the ancient tomb that the old drunkard said.

By now, the old drunkard had long since worn out the last shred of courage, and had dispelled the idea of going back and killing the spirit warrior in order to break his seal. After that, he never mentioned it again, lest he be ridiculed again. If Jiajing hadn't asked him now, the old drunkard wouldn't have told him about this unbearable past.

Others don't believe it, but it doesn't mean that Jiajing doesn't believe it either, after all, the wisdom core made of black gold comes from there!

Jiajing immediately opened the wine jar, covered the mouth of the altar with one hand, and said with a smile: "This jar of wine is yours now, but don't worry, if you are willing to take me to the ancient tomb, I can guarantee your personal safety from being violated, and pay you another thousand gold, plus a jar of wine that is a hundred times better than this!"

Lusetton's eyes widened, his nose twitched violently, feeling the seductive aroma of wine, and his sneering look on his face, he couldn't believe what Jiajing said: "Is there a better wine than this?