There was something unexpected at night, and today I owe a chapter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

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Ilwolf is as crowded as ever, and the city's unique culture makes many people come here to experience the peculiarities of Basra culture. The city has a rich history, where the people of Basra have lived for countless years, leaving behind countless legends and myths, as well as a culture that people are curious about or admire. Whether it is this world or another world, there are always some people who will be deeply fascinated by and worship these small races.

As usual on all days, it was uneventful and there were no ripples.

The door to a closed room was pushed open, and the air poured in with the open door, kicking up dust on the floor. The dust danced in the light, which lit up the room.

There is nothing of value in this room, a small table more than a meter wide, two stools. On the table was a clay pot, and on the side was a wooden bowl with a wooden spoon in it, and a layer of dried black solid, dark in color. There was no bed in the house, there was a mat on the ground against the corner, and a blanket. The blanket was black and white, and a thick fungus blanket crawled all over the blanket.

The room smelled of decay, but it didn't stink, and perhaps even the bacteria were starving to make something unpleasant.

There were two people standing in the doorway, with the light on their backs, and only a silhouette could be seen. They covered their noses and stood for a moment until the dust had settled before they walked in.

"What do you think of this house? It's cheap, it's not a lot of space, but it's definitely cheap. The first person pushed open the window, allowing more light to fully illuminate the room. This house is indeed not big, only thirty or forty square meters, and there is only one. "Put a curtain in the middle, or make a grille, and it becomes two rooms at once. If you are going to live on your own, it is undoubtedly very suitable. ”

"If you rent it, you will only need six hundred copper a week, and you will only need two silver coins a month. Of course, if you have a lot of money, you can buy this house for only two gold coins. This is a very common real estate businessman, and this house is also an uninhabited residence that he accidentally discovered. He had carefully observed that no one had returned for three or four months, and he had asked some of the surrounding residents about the whereabouts of the owner of the house under the pretense of visiting, but no one knew.

This is not a prosperous era, the world is not peaceful, and every day there are always some people who will inexplicably die, disappear, and never appear again. He immediately became interested in the house, and through all official sources he learned that the owner of the house, a young Basra, had been missing for some time. In the Orlando Empire, a disappearance of more than three months can be officially considered dead. He spent about eighty silver coins to get the official to cancel the identity of the original owner, and then bought the house.

The customer, a young man in his thirties, looked around the room and nodded slightly. It is not expensive to buy such a house in Ilwolf for two gold coins, the price is fair. He is also very satisfied with this house, although there is only one room, it is square, and it will be easy to change the structure of the house in the future. He nodded, "Yes, I'm happy with the house, but the price of two gold coins is too high." He pointed to the black and white corresponding place where the room was crawling with a fungus blanket and died, and said: "And this house is too dirty, if I buy it, I will need to spend at least thirty or fifty silver coins to renovate the whole room, which is really not cost-effective than buying a well-maintained room directly from other people." ”

The real estate developer smiled unabated, nodded again and again, and rubbed his hands back and forth, "Then you see, how much can you give up at most?"

The customer groaned slightly, "One gold coin, plus fifty silver coins." ”

"It's so low, I'd rather rent it out, and in five or six years there will be so much money. The real estate developer shook his head, "One gold coin plus ninety silver coins." ”

The two bargained for a long time, and finally agreed to pay one gold coin and eighty silver coins, but the real estate developer wanted to send a cart of bricks so that the customer could repair the house. The real estate developer's face hurts, but he is satisfied in his heart, but he has earned a gold coin in less than half a year, and he has made a turn in the past, which is the top of his income in the past half a year.

The room was quickly transferred to the client, who hired two men to help him renovate the house. Watching the two men knock on the old bricks on the wall little by little, they planned how to renovate this small house.

was thinking about how to plan, but Minfu snorted lightly, which caught his attention.

There are honest people and there are dishonest people. Most of the dishonest people have gone to find a way to get rich more easily, and only honest people can settle down to do these hard work. The man took a cowhide wrapped thing in his hand and honestly handed it to the owner of the room. The man took it and put it in his palm, it was not very heavy, he nodded quietly, "I said why I couldn't find it, it turned out that I forgot it here." ”

The man suddenly realized, scratched his head, didn't think much about it, and continued to knock on the wall to turn his head.

The man slowly walked out of the room, stood outside the door and looked at the crowded street, then turned and slipped into the alley. He first carefully examined the outer skin of the cowhide, which was covered with yellow and white plaque, and there was a faint smell of rot that had been stuffy for a long time. Not caring for the plaque and dust, he quickly unwrapped the cowhide, revealing a small yellowed notebook. The book is very common.,It's the kind of book that is common for animal bones.。 When he opened the cover, the first page was filled with a character he didn't recognize.

The characters are square and chaotic at first glance, but when you look at them one by one, there seems to be a very special charm, as if there are some rules that he doesn't know. There were some runes that he seemed to be able to guess a little about, for example, there was a half-horizontal in the middle of one of the irregular circles, and he guessed that if the rune of this square was not about the eyes, he was afraid that it was about the sun.

The second page, the third page, and many of the pages that go on there seem to be such runes, and they are clearly divided into different paragraphs, and there are some simple illustrations. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, this thing couldn't be some alchemist's notes, right? In order to prevent their recipes and results from being stolen, alchemists would record the process and recipes of their research in a way that only the alchemists themselves knew.

Although each alchemist's password is completely different, there is also a certain connection between them. It is said that in the alchemist's guild, there are people who are responsible for deciphering some recipes that have been circulated, or mysterious recipes left behind in ancient times.

Could this little book be a record of something like this?

The man's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and every alchemist's book recording recipes and experiments could often be sold for sky-high prices. Compared to the value of this book, that house is almost worthless.

He looked left and right, took the book into his arms, lowered his head and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

There is a branch of the Alchemist's Guild in Ilwolf, and it's not small. The existence of the Gainbasra race goes back far back to ancient times. The ancestors of the Basra people left behind a number of unique occult cultures, including some of the earliest and most primitive alchemy and alchemical achievements. As the man knew, these results were in the form of ciphertexts, and alchemists were keen to decipher them, and there were once some alchemists who were not well-known because they had cracked certain ciphertext recipes and became famous alchemists in one fell swoop.

When the man pushed open the tavern dedicated to receiving alchemists, he looked at the alchemists who were sitting in the entire tavern, and his face flushed with excitement. Taking a few breaths to make his breathing even faster, he picked up his notebook and walked to the middle of the tavern, and said loudly, "I found a ciphertext note with some kind of alchemical recipe, I plan to sell it, who is interested?"

The bustling tavern fell silent for a moment, followed by deafening laughter.

"Aha, young man, are you sure that what you have in your hand is an alchemical cipher note, not a prop made by some whimsical person to deceive some people?", a middle-aged man with glasses and a very cultured look walked over and patted the man on the shoulder, "In the craziest time, almost every hour someone will rush in and just like you, holding up some so-called ciphertext notes and trying to sell them for a high price. If you are visiting Ilwolf for the first time, I suggest that you go to the captain of the garrison now, and maybe you can recoup some of your losses. ”

The alchemist's words disappointed the man a little, he was not the first time to come to Ilwolf, but he was definitely not a native either. He opened the notebook and handed it over, "Could you please help me see if this is real or fake?"

The bespectacled alchemist finally nodded under the man's expectant gaze, and he flipped through the notes, the smile on his face gradually fading as he read, his expression becoming serious, and his brows wrinkled together deeply. Some people noticed the change in his face and immediately walked over, "What, is it true?"

More and more alchemists leaned in, and the ridicule immediately subsided, and the notebook was passed around in the hands of many alchemists, and everyone who saw it fell into deep thought. It is undeniable that this is a unique ciphertext that has never been seen before, and no one would go to such great lengths to create a script that conforms to certain rules in order to deceive some tourists. In other words, this may indeed be an alchemist's ciphertext manual, and it is the first time that it has been discovered.

Thinking of the simple but extremely esoteric compositions in the manual, the bespectacled alchemy nurse smiled at the man, "Congratulations, good luck guy, you're going to get rich!" (To be continued.) )