Ding ding~~

The wooden door was pushed open, the brass bell shook gently, and a young man in a black costume walked into the room, at first glance he only felt that this person was ordinary, but as long as he noticed his eyes, it was difficult to take his eyes off it, and the dark red eyes seemed to lead to the unknown world.

"Good morning, Mr. Benedict. The young man greeted the old gentleman in the shop, but the latter only raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and continued to carefully wipe the old items on his hands, but the little girl beside the old gentleman responded in a crisp voice.

"Brother Charon, you are a little earlier today than yesterday!"

The little girl has a round face, smiling and narrowing her eyes into crescents, showing her cute and delicate atmosphere, if there are too many freckles on her cheeks, it is likely to be a famous little beauty, "What type of antiques are you going to study today, I can explain to you, anyway, there is no business in the store." ”

"Connie, don't mess around!" old Benedict glared at her, gesturing to the back room covered by the curtain, "Go in and take care of the items on the second shelf." ”

"Grandpa, didn't those just take care of it yesterday?" Connie's eyes widened, puzzled by why Grandpa wanted her to repeat the job.

"It's not well maintained, do it all over again, huh?!"

Seeing Connie purse her lips, stomp her feet, and reluctantly lift the toolbox into the house, Benedict's stern eyes eased, and he turned his head to look at the young man who had often come to the store in the past two days, and asked, "Young man, what is your purpose?"

"Old Mr. Benedict, I'm just an ordinary guest looking for antiques worthy of my collection. ”

Charon explained mildly that he had no ill intentions, but that he had only come to look for it in the past two days when he noticed that there were items in the antique shop that matched the Black Ring.

"Which one do you like? I can give it to you for free, but you have to promise me one condition, that is, not to appear in front of my granddaughter again. ”

Benedict put the items in his hand back on the cabinet, took out the pipe from the drawer, of course, the tobacco began to smoke, after the death of his son and daughter-in-law, only Connie was left with him, he would not let Connie appear around any dangerous people, such as the young man in front of him, just by looking at his clothes, he knew that he was from a powerful family, and the nobles of Gavin City were not a good thing.

"Hehe, old sir, please rest assured, my interest is only focused on antiques, not your granddaughter. It's just that I haven't been able to find any of the antiques I need, and I've only been coming here for the past two days, and if I can, I'd like to buy all the antiques in your store. ”

"It's impossible, this antique shop has a rule, one person can only buy one antique a day, and the antique store only sells a maximum of three pieces a day. ”

Charon was not surprised by Benedict's refusal, and after discovering that there was this antique shop in the deep alley, he sent someone to ask the Gavin nobles to find out the origin of this antique shop, and also knew that there were indeed such strange rules in this shop, and smiled, "It's a pity that I can't solve it all at once, I will abide by the rules of your store, if I can buy the items I need, I will not come here again." ”

"If you can't buy it, won't you always come here?" Benedict put his pipe on the table, a flash of murder in the depths of his eyes, he had always been honest in his business, but he didn't mind going back to his old business if someone wanted to make trouble.

Charon seemed to be unaware of Benedict's murderous intentions, shook his head and said, "I'll come back for a few more days, and if I still can't find what I need, then I won't come again, please rest assured." ”

Benedict pondered for a while, the young man in front of him was just an ordinary person without any power fluctuations, and he still didn't reveal a trace of his plot against Connie, maybe he just had a hobby of collecting antiques, and he didn't have to be too serious, as long as the other party didn't show up in a few days, he wouldn't kill people wantonly, "Well, then you can do it yourself." ”

Charon walked to the counter and leaned over to observe the strange objects on the counter, his bright eyes reflecting the inverted objects.

There are no fakes in this antique shop, the traces of time are real, but not all of them are of high value, such as the white jade comb in front of Charon's eyes, which is only old enough, the material is not good, and there are many places of wear, and the market price is only worth six to eight gold coins, which is still a price that collectors are willing to pay, and it is completely worthless for most people.

There are many things like white jade combs, but there are also silver plates, portraits of nobles, glass wine cups, ceremonial swords, and other items that can be felt by laymen, and if the guests are transcendent, they can also detect the "secret treasures" hidden in the mortal world if they have a deep appreciation skill and a strong perception.

For example, the broken blood dagger in the corner, the fracture is overflowing with a faint negative energy, if there are other precious minerals, you can buy them together and hand them over to the caster who won the title to re-forge, and there are eighty percent sure that you can get a sophisticated treasure-level weapon, and the pay is far less than the gain, after all, the owner of the antique shop only charges a maximum of 20,000 gold coins, which is also the rule of the store.

But these things are not Charon's target, what attracts his attention more are special items that look like ordinary things, these items do not have a transcendent aura inside, but the materials are rare and the structure is complex.

"Mr. Benedict, may I study this object?" Karon pointed to a quaint round stone slab.

The surface of the slab was full of mottled cracks, and the stone material was not very hard, but he could perceive the complexity of the internal structure of the slate just by his senses.

"The old rules. Benedict tapped on the table.

Charon took out the heavy money bag from his pocket and put it on Benedict's workbench, "One hundred gold coins, the old gentleman will count them first." ”

Benedict grabbed the money bag, threw it upwards twice, determined the authenticity and quantity of the gold coins by the sound of metal crashing and weight, and then took a silk white glove and gave it to Charon, "This slate is very brittle, if it is damaged partly, you will be compensated for one hundred gold coins, if it is seriously damaged, you must pay three thousand gold coins to buy it, is there a problem?"

"Nope. Charon put on his silk gloves and returned to the counter opposite, holding the base of the slate with one hand, and caressing the surface of the slate with the other, and the particles of structure crept into the slate through the gap between the gloves.

In order to avoid being detected by Benedict, he did not output a large number of structural particles, and in the past, he looked down at the internal structure of the object, which was clear at a glance, but now the world he "sees" is intricate, and the stone slab itself is strange, countless lines twist and turn into various models, and the layers are superimposed and combined into the internal world of the object.

The model moves its position all the time, like a surging sea, and it looks like the whole is about to collapse, but it miraculously maintains a dynamic equilibrium, which is the law he wants to study, and when he understands how to combine models to achieve a new effect, it is a sign of further constructivism, rather than being confined to the effects of a single model kneaded together.

Consciousness travels through the inner world of matter, but Charon is still able to control the body of the outside world, observing the stone slab in his palm from different angles and at close range, of course, these actions are only a cover-up.

The little girl Connie is still doing maintenance work in the house, Benedict occasionally smokes cigarettes, plays with antiques, and coldly watches Charon, who has an average level of appreciation, studying mortal things, and Charon does not care about the former's gaze, and is immersed in the world of model structure.

Time seemed to pass slowly, like fine sand between his fingers, but in fact it quickly gathered into a lot, and when the smell of the little girl's cooking wafted out, Charon knew that it was already noon.

He put the slate back in place, took off his gloves and put them on the workbench, "Mr. Benedict, I won't be here for other things in the afternoon, may I ask if you are open here for the evening?"

Old Benedict opened his mouth and wanted to deny it, but his good professional ethics made him suppress his private thoughts, and he shook his white beard and said, "It closes at ten o'clock in the evening." ”

"Since this is the case, the junior will retire first. ”...... In fact, every time the plot comes to an end, it is the moment when the aunt comes, such as these days, I don't know how to write it next.

Slow code words are also hard injuries,In fact, these days sitting in front of the computer code word time is really not short,More than four or five hours a day,But only one chapter was written,Not lazy。 One is struggling with the plot, and the other is because I don't know when I developed a problem: after writing a short paragraph, I found that it didn't look good, and as a result, I pressed the backspace key to clear it, and then I struggled with how to write, I miss the previous pleasure, and now I occasionally have an explosion of inspiration, so I can finish it in one breath, and I feel like I can't stop. I'll find a way to adjust the way to solve it, after all, slow online text updates are fatal wounds.

I would like to thank Joeds and other book friends in the book review area for their solidarity and full of energy!