The herds of cattle, sheep and horses being driven, the swarthy men in felt hats and thick blue or red robes, the colorful and colorful local women in the multi-layered robes, the variety of corn-based food, the abundance of white buildings and the shops selling leather fabrics were completely busy with the eyes of Franca and Jana, which was also fresh and interesting.

In the bitter cold wind, Franca gave way to a four-wheeled wooden cart pulled by a long-haired oxen, and turned to Lumian and Jane:

"Why don't you speak? Communicate the customs and customs. ”

What's the point of walking dry?

Lumian was silent for a second and said, "I don't understand."

Janna then felt ashamed: "I don't know either."

She had heard the love stories of the pharaohs and queens and the stories of adventurers discovering treasures in the rainforest.

"Uh......." Franka said, waving her right hand, "I don't know much." ”

How much is not much? Lumian didn't ask, and led his two companions into the shop called "Highland Secret Medicine".

Intis boss Salente in a gold-rimmed jacket on a blue background. Npaya recognized Lumian at a glance, after all, he was impressive in terms of hair color and appearance, and besides, it had not been a few days since they last met.

Salente glanced at Franca and Jana, and smiled warmly at Lumian, "What do you want this time?"

Lumian, who was so spiritually consumed that he had a little headache, said bluntly: "Real mummy ashes, I want to see the mummy!"

Salente's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't ask why: "Okay, I'll take you to see it."

As a long-term seller of mummy ashes, he knew very well that this thing did not improve that aspect of ability, and was mixed with some really effective secret medicine to sell, but since the other party did not ask if the real mummy ashes were useful, then he was happy not to mention it.

Besides, he suspected that the man and the woman wanted to buy a mummy directly and resell it for a profit, which was a big business.

Closing the door of the shop for the time being, Salente led Lumien, Franca, and Jaina into the rear warehouse where the common herbs were stacked, and down the narrow staircase to the door of the basement.

He turned around, looked at Lumian and the others, and asked in a confirmed manner, "Do you really want to see it?"

It's not like a weak heart, it's closer to a reminder.

"Of course." Lumien replied without hesitation.

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the dark wooden door in the basement.

There are several distorted and mysterious symbols outlined in a mixture of dark green and miserable white.

Some of them appear to be simplified skull heads, some seem to be intertwined arms and vines, and some are composed of inverted triangles.

Around these symbols, there are also thin lines of the same color, which extend in all directions, burrowing into the walls, floors, and ceilings.

When Salente took out a key made of gold, took a few steps forward, and was about to open the door, Franca suppressed her voice and said to Lumian and Jana, "Those occult symbols are like the realm of death."

"What's the point of them?" Jana asked if she didn't understand.

Franka shook her head:

"I don't know, normally, this should be an integral part of some ritual magic, but ritual magic without a source of power can't always work.

"As far as I know, the large churches of the Orthodox God Church have more or less similar arrangements, and what keeps the ritual magic running is the believers who go to prayer every day, and each of them does not have much spirit and spirituality to dedicate individually, but it is enough to accumulate."

"Maybe there's the power to sustain ritual magic here." Lumian smiled and said to Franca, "You should be happy, from this point of view, there may really be a mummy here." ”

Franka breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fakes here shouldn't be as prevalent as Trier."

She asked, a little confused, "Why do you have to drag us to see the real mummy?" I can directly tell if the mummy ashes are real. ”

"See it." Lumian replied with all the right answers.

Without waiting for Franca to burst into foul language, he added:

"I directly asked for the mummy ashes, he will most likely give a fake, when the time comes, after you divinate the results on the spot, do you say I will directly kick down his cabinet, or beat him? It's not good to fight and kill. ”

Lumien used a phrase that Aurel often said.

Of course, what he didn't mention was that there were also three negative effects of the contract: "Abscess Severed Hand" made him want to break his target's neck, "Human Face Mantis" made him hate humans who slandered innocents more than ever, and the Shadow of Armor made him sometimes feel imprisoned by life, smashing left and right to try to break through the restraints.

It may be due to the testimony of Mr. "Fool", or it may be the "bribe" that brings benefits, all three of which are quite slight and belong to the negative effects that Lumian can control by concentrating, but when they are combined, he still occasionally has the idea of doing things casually

Franka and Jana made disdainful noises at the same time.

Only "hunters" love to fight and kill!

At this time, Salente, who had tossed the lock for a while, sometimes screwed left and sometimes turned right, finally opened the pitch-black wooden door depicting mysterious symbols.

Lumien then saw an oil lamp in the corridor of the basement, which was embedded in the wall and never seemed to be extinguished.

The firelight, dyed with a hint of gloomy green, shook gently, and Franka and the others followed Salente, the owner of the secret medicine shop, into the aisle behind the door.

There is light here, but it gives them the illusion of going deeper and deeper into the darkness.

The already cold temperature seems to have plummeted by several degrees Celsius.

Salente walked seven or eight meters, past closed gray and white stone doors, and stopped in front of a room in the middle of the hallway.

These stone doors and the surrounding walls have symbols similar to those at the entrance to the basement.

Salente pushed open the stone door in front of him, revealing a small burial chamber to Lumien and the others:

An exotic polychrome humanoid sarcophagus with a gold background is quietly placed in the middle of the burial chamber.

"This is a five-century-old mummy." As Salient introduced, he leaned closer to the sarcophagus and pushed the lid down.

"He doesn't seem to be afraid that we will snatch the mummy from here......" Lumian muttered quietly.

Franka chuckled, "Maybe it's just looking down on us."

Jaina did not join their exchange, curious and frightened, and looked at the inside of the gold-bottomed sarcophagus.

There lay a corpse wrapped in a strip of tawny cloth, its mouth slightly open, its eyes only a faint black hole, and what seemed to be traces of the oil that had once spilled.

Being in a foreign country, Franca didn't have many scruples, so she took out a mirror and started divination in front of Salente.

Salente's eyes changed slightly, and he quickly returned to normal, as if he had seen something like this too many times.

Not long after, Franca's old voice with the sound of water came from inside the mirror:

"It's a real mummy, but it's not an ancient mummy."

Franka jerked her head up and looked at Salente, the owner of the Potion Shop.

Salente smiled rather awkwardly:

"I lied just now, it's not a mummy from five centuries ago, in fact, it was only made and sent here two weeks ago, but no matter what, it has gone through a complete, long mummification process, and the only difference with those ancient mummies is that it hasn't been in the tomb long enough."

An "ancient" mummy that came out just two weeks ago? Lumian looked at Salente and asked nonchalantly:

"You hunt living people and mummify them?"

Salente shook his head slightly:

"There's no need for that, so many people die every day in the Southern Continent, you can buy a lot of fresh corpses for a little money, and hiring people to hunt is much more expensive than this, and if you do it yourself, the time cost is too high."

He unconsciously analyzed the pros and cons of several options.

After listening to the explanation of the owner of the secret medicine shop, Jana had a completely different feeling when she looked at the mummy again:

That's a man who hasn't been dead for years.

And his body was placed here and sold as goods.

Although the two-week-old mummy can be used and is also a qualified auxiliary material, Franka will definitely want to get a better one.

She sighed and withdrew her gaze from the fresh mummy, and asked Salente:

"Are there any older mummies?"

Salente "uh" for a few seconds before cautiously asking, "Was it okay last year?"

This is the oldest mummy in the basement.

Franka sighed helplessly, "It's okay."

Slightly disappointed, Salente led the three of them to another burial chamber.

He had thought that Lumian and the others were going to buy a whole mummy and take them back to see the best one, but now it seemed that the other party only wanted part of it.

Last year's tawny mummy was very mutilated, not only did it have no parts below the torso, but even the chest and abdomen had hideous hollows.

After Franca's divination confirmed the authenticity, Salente asked less enthusiastically than before, "How much do you need?"

"50 grams." Franka plans to stock up a little more.

Salente calculated:

"500 Feldin."

Franca paid immediately, watched as Salente found a hammer and a dagger out of nowhere, and sliced and sliced the mummy's small arm off with an ore-like gesture.

Jane was stunned, for to her, it was a bit bloody and brutal.

She'd watched the gangsters fight and killed people with her own hands, but she'd never seen anyone treat human bodies like cheap goods.

Franka sighed to herself, forcing herself to suppress her emotions to the bottom of her heart.

That's the cruelty of the otherworldly world and the potions system, but it's even more beautiful than the "bounty".

After taking the small half of the mummified arm, Franca walked out of the burial chamber in silence with Jana, Lumian and Salente following side by side.

They went back less than three meters, and the kerosene lamps in the corridor shrank at the same time, and the light was dimmed to the extreme.

Salente tilted his head in astonishment, his face cloudy.