I don't know how long it had been, but Sith opened his confused eyes, only to find himself lying on a wooden flat bed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I wanted to get up to see what kind of place this was, but there was a burst of pain in my limbs, and I felt that the muscles of my whole body were in a state of stiffness.

But Sith endured the pain and struggled out of bed.

"This is?" Sith stood up and stepped closer to the window, a small wooden window with four panes of glass in total, in the shape of a field lattice.

Sith pushed open the window, and a cool breeze blew in through the window.

Through the window, you can see the outside world at this time, the sky is overcast, it is raining hazy, and the whole world is gray, but you can vaguely see the scene outside the window.

Condescendingly, looking down, Sith estimated that his position should be on the third floor.

Through the window, there is a street outside.

Although it was raining lightly, there were still many pedestrians on the street outside the window, and a gray umbrella composed of such a world, from time to time mixed with black classic cars like the eighteenth century, the slender front of the two round headlights, the lights were slightly dim and yellow, but it looked more real.

"Squeak. "The sound of the door opening.

Sith turned his head and saw a short and fat old man, full of silver threads but combed smooth and smooth, dressed in a straight black suit, with a white shirt, and a small black bow tie pinned to the neckline, which looked more formal, and his round face with a kind smile made people feel a very comfortable feeling.

"You're awake, come and have a glass of water. The old man handed over a glass of water and said with a smile, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Okay, thanks. Sith took the old man's water cup, a white ceramic cup, but Sith didn't drink it immediately.

"Hello, can you tell me where this is, where is my companion?"

"This is the third floor of the antique shop in Gudo, Raqqa Town, I'm the owner here, you can call me Old Man. Old Man Mi said with a smile, but he suddenly patted his head.

"Oops, forget, you wait. After saying that, Old Man Mi turned around and hurried away.

"Raqqa Town?" Sith carefully recalled the knowledge about geography in his mind, perhaps because the information about this part was so barren that Sith could not remember where Raqqa Town was.

"That's right. Sith slapped his thigh.

"The lion told me about it, that necklace, the source of my attribute points. ”

Sith suddenly remembered that he had forgotten such the most important things.

Start searching the whole body.

"Nope. ”

"No way. I remember holding it in my hand. Sith shook his head, thinking about it.

He went to the bedside again and searched the bed carefully.

"No?" the Sith rummaged through it again, unwillingly.

"Are you looking for this necklace?" a slightly hoarse voice came out.

The Sith was startled and turned around.

I saw Old Man Mi's chubby palm handing out a silver necklace.

"Oh yes, thank you very much, old man. With a delighted expression, Sith took the necklace that was so important to Sith.

The necklace was in his hand, and a cold breath rushed down the palm of his hand to the center of Sith's eyebrows.

Notice the property bar below the left eye.

Power: 0.31

Dexterity: 0.22

Constitution: 0.27

Spirit: 0.27

Potential: 125%

Ability: Night Vision: Elementary

Combat effectiveness: 3

"I didn't expect this chain to increase the potential points. Sith said to himself.

"Young man, young man. Old Man Mickey saw that Sith seemed to be staring at the necklace in his hand and talking to himself, although he was curious about what the potential point in his mouth was, but Old Man Mi still woke him up.

"In. The Sith was so far away that he lost his temper, forgetting that there was still someone in front of him, and he was a little carried away.

"Young man, seeing that you are so concerned about this necklace, do you know the origin of this necklace?" asked Old Man Mi with a smile.

"Don't worry, old man, I don't want this necklace from you. Seeing that the Sith was silent for a long time, Old Man Mi continued.

"I don't know, entrusted by someone, this necklace will eventually be returned to its original owner, so I don't know the origin of this necklace. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, the name of this necklace is Lilia's Blessing. ”

"Lilia's blessing. Sith frowned at this time, he heard the name, and he had a familiar feeling about the name, but he could not remember the origin of the name.

"That's right, the full name of this necklace is Lilia's Blessing, and it's genuine, not a fake on the market. ”

"So what? What does he represent. ”

"It represents a legend. ”

"A legend. At this time, the Sith's head was like a lightning bolt, and some special memories appeared in the thin head.

"The legend of Lilia's treasure. ”

"It seems that you are not completely unaware. Old man Mi narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

"However, I don't know very well, and I only know that there is such a legend. Sith shrugged his shoulders and looked just as he said he would.

"Young man, aren't you interested in this treasure?"

"No, I'm not interested in an ethereal legend, I'm more interested in where my companions have gone. ”

"What a boring guy. Old Man Rice shook his head and handed over an unopened envelope.

Sith took the envelope, tore it open, and took out the stationery inside the envelope to look at it.

Dear Sith,

I'm leaving, please forgive me for saying goodbye, Old Man Mi is a good person, I hope you can stay by Old Man Mi's side, live as an ordinary person, goodbye, I hope to be able to see you in my lifetime.

Your brother, Marbury Ann.

"Hey, are you still recruiting?" After reading the envelope, Sith could only look helplessly at the short and fat old man in front of him, showing a helpless expression.

"Oh, it looks like that guy named Xiao An has already finished entertaining?"

"Yes, he asked me to help out in your shop. ”

"Well, you can work in my antique shop. ”

Old Man Mi was the first to walk out of the room, and it didn't take long for him to appear in front of the Sith with a small pile of clothes, and at the same time gestured in front of the Sith, and then nodded and said.

"Well, it's okay, it's not a waste, you can just do it. "Throw your clothes to the bed.

Night falls.

The weather was a little humid after the rain.

The Sith finally had his first lunch in the world.

A black and hard loaf of bread, or a bread stick, is more suitable, with boiled water, but it tastes pretty good, and although it is hard, the Sith eats it with relish.

At this time, not all people had such a relatively advanced thing as electric lights.

At midnight, the Sith got up from his bed, went to the table beside the bed, sat down in a chair, lit a kerosene lamp, and through the glass, the pale yellow light reflected it, pulling the Sith out of a long back.

A quill pen dipped in ink and writing and drawing on a piece of paper feels a little weird.

The fountain pen in memory, in this period, is still a luxury, from that base, to this ordinary city, there is an illusion of entering two worlds.

It is no wonder that in the past life, some people would say that military technology would be at least five to ten years ahead of civilian technology, and it is not unreasonable.

At a kerosene lamp that emits a yellow light.

Sith picked up Ann's letter from the morning again.

When he opened it again, the paper on which the letter was written was thin, with a fine font and slender notes, which could not be written with a quill pen, but the Sith laid the paper flat on the table.

I took out a small glass bottle from the drawer, twisted the cap, and the pungent smell of kerosene came to my nose.

Holding a kerosene bottle in one hand, the mouth of the bottle is tilted, and a slightly cloudy kerosene flows onto the top of the paper on the table.

Put away the kerosene bottle, and reach out with your other hand to touch the kerosene on it.

By the time the text had melted away, the entire white sheet of paper had turned into a pitch-black piece of paper.

After a while, I saw that the pitch-black paper seemed to be magical, and finally some white fonts slowly appeared, this method of decryption Xiao An had mentioned as Sith, and it happened that there was kerosene in the room.

"Sith: I entered the organization in the sky, everything is a conspiracy, don't read it, I hope you can get through it safely. Xiao An. ”

The Sith frowned at what was hidden in his mind.

Recalling everything he had experienced a few days ago, although it seemed like a dream, the Sith always felt that something was wrong, and at this time, he suddenly woke up to the mention of this.

King Kong's position is heavily guarded, how can you be close to Xiao'an's identity, even if you can get close, how can you blow up the prison with a weapon, this is even more impossible.

The speedboat that appeared near the base suddenly burst into bombs.

As for the doubts, there are still many doubts. Now in the Sith to recall it, it's like a joke,

An ordinary person like himself can see the clues, you, those leaders will not be able to see it, or the whole process is more like acting.

By the way, or rather, it's like acting.

And who will this person be watching the play? Suddenly the Sith laughed at himself, who wants to act, who wants to watch the play, what does this concern to me?

The most important thing for me is that I have escaped from that hellish place, so why not be satisfied.

The rest of my life is to find a baby who can increase my potential.

The Sith had already planned his life for the rest of his life.