"Lawson's Folk Herb Shop", the "Lawson Duckwell" used by the owner to introduce himself to others is just a pseudonym.

His true identity is that of a member of the School of Life, and his teacher, Roy King, is the Extraordinary of the "Monster" pathway, the "winner" of Sequence Five. Although the shopkeeper is not a "monster", the teacher who strictly follows the guidance of fate naturally has a talisman that can bring good luck to the shopkeeper, and the jade-colored Ouroboros ring is tied around his neck, pressed under the bottom of the underwear, and is covered by the black robe outside.

Because the shopkeeper only has Sequence 9, he is just an ordinary "pharmacist", wandering around to open herbal medicine shops, also in order to play the digestive potion and accumulate funds.

But "Lawson" never imagined that one day he would be approached by someone Zhengdaguang and ask him for the sequence nine potion recipes of the "monster" path.

What an outrageous fate.

He grumbled, honestly pulled out a piece of oiled paper for the herbs, and quickly wrote down several materials on it with his pen, and then he threw the pen in his hand, and in the "gurgling" sound, the pen fell directly outside the counter.

The shopkeeper felt the hot sensation on the amulet dissipate, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief knowing that he had made a more "lucky" choice.

Esther picked up the pen and put it back on the counter, then picked up the oiled paper with the recipe written on it, and looked at the contents:

"Nine monsters

Main Ingredients: 30 grams of shards of twisted star stones, a pair of fangs of the Badha rattlesnake

Auxiliary materials: 80 ml of pure water, 10 grams of absinthe juice, 5 grams of powder of rainbow butterfly cocoon, one four-leaf clover"

The moment she saw the formula, like a breeze lifting the corner of the curtain of memory, Esther subconsciously pronounced a few words that it pulled: "Monster, machine, lucky." ”

The shopkeeper looked even more nervous: "Don't you know! Why do you still want to ask me? I'm just making ordinary money—"

Esther didn't want this person to scream any more, so she interrupted him directly: "Yes, yes, you just run an ordinary shop." ”

The boss nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, so if you don't buy medicine, can you give me some space?" You're in the way, no, I mean to say something else I really don't know! ”

"Hmm...... Thank you? Esther blinked, "If you're looking for a promotion, I'd suggest you go to Beckland and be patient." ”

The shopkeeper opened his mouth wide and sat up excitedly: "This—Is this some kind of prophecy!?" ”

"No, just fate, good luck."

Asther put away the note with a slight headache, she rubbed her right eyebrow and walked out of the shop, the boss finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted angrily at the back of the shop: "Shermin! Where's the shermin, where are you!? ”

A teenager with unkempt hair walked in and looked blankly at the panicked boss: "Teacher? What happened? ”

"You didn't hear me shouting so loudly just now! Are you deaf? ”

The boy scratched his hair suspiciously: "No, I didn't hear anything at all......"

Obviously, it's not that Shermine didn't hear his shouts, but that Shermin's ability made Shermine ignore the anomaly here, and if she tried to hurt me silently, I would have died a long time ago.

The shopkeeper figured this out, his pupils shrank, and he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead again: "Forget it! It's certainly no use expecting you stinky boy...... No more herbs to buy today, I'm going to Beckland! ”

Xie Ermin nodded puzzled: "I know, but why, teacher?" ”

"Hey, you don't need to know that much!" The shopkeeper rubbed his hands excitedly, the unidentified girl just now was at least a middle-level extraordinary, so she could have the ability to make people unconscious, fortunately, she obeyed the guidance of the amulet, gave her the "monster" formula, and also got the guidance to go to Beckland to seek promotion!

Of course, seize this opportunity!

Shermin asked with concern, "Then does this store need to be transferred?" ”

The boss smiled, and his mood was quite excited: "If you want to stay, you can be the owner of this shop, in terms of distinguishing herbs and mixing potions, your ability is enough, of course, fifty percent of your monthly profits remember to deposit it into my anonymous account in Beckland Bank." ”

Shermin was quite reluctant: "However, I haven't learned what you're really good at......"

Before the shopkeeper could reply, another man walked in at the door, a well-dressed gentleman in formal attire, who looked at the environment of the store suspiciously, and then looked at the owner sitting behind the counter, feeling even more apprehensive.

"You just said it was...... Do you want to transfer? ”

The boss's dark blue eyes swept over the man, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Liver disease, are you here to get medicine?" You've come at the right time, and we'll be out of business two days later. ”

"Do you have any potions that can cure my disease?" When the man heard the boss say this, he suddenly felt a little more confident and nodded again and again, "Yes!" I wonder how much it will cost to cure my illness? ”

The boss took out a packet of herbs from under the counter and threw it on the countertop: "Ten pounds, fair price, add enough water to boil into a potion, add ten drops of fresh rooster blood after cooking, and drink it immediately." This pack of herbs can be boiled three times, and after three times it should be fine. ”

As he spoke, the shopkeeper kept moving, and added several more herbs to the yellow-brown paper bag that the man had never seen, which looked very strange and made the man suspicious again.

Is this store really reliable?

Sensing the man's hesitation, the boss suddenly grinned and smiled: "What else do you want?" How about this pack? When your liver disease is cured, I promise to satisfy you and your wife......"

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The next night, instead of fishing with the night watchmen, Esther returned to Chanis Gate and carefully sorted out her things. She has a part of the invisible person's scratch paper, on which there are individual Chinese written complaints or inferences, which are not suitable for others to see. Esther plans to take these things out and burn them the next time she takes a break, so that they don't be discovered by her teammates on the night watch.

Suddenly, a disturbing disturbance caused Esther to jump up from her chair, and she looked around blankly, but she could not feel the origin of such a sense of crisis. Chanisman's seal cut off her senses, making it impossible for Esther to tell who was in danger.

But soon, before Esther could rush out the door, the sense of crisis subsided, and she scratched her head blankly and sat back in her chair.

What's the situation?

Esther stared at the mess of books and notes on the table for a moment, her spiritual instinct didn't react any more, and since it was okay over there, she put her mind at ease and continued to pack up.

Late at night, Esther saw that nothing had happened and no one came to look for her, so she didn't continue to stay up late with a book, she got into the bed of the stone, closed her eyes and quietly counted her heartbeat.

The dream emerges in the form of large patches of oil paint, like a child without a sense of color, smearing all kinds of colors as he wants, and then the oil becomes cloudy and dull because of the mixing.

Esther saw the back of a man, it was Dunn, who screamed in pain, shattering into a twisted mist of blood in his dream. Then Esther's vision could penetrate and she saw a huge cross, like a pillar supporting the sky, standing on the barren plain, on the cross, there was a naked male nailed by black iron nails, his feet were on top, his arms were flat at his sides, his head was down, and his body was covered with countless blood stains and wounds.

Chaotic and vicious whispers surrounded him all the time, his lips closed, but the voices poured out of his wounds, full of hatred and resentment. The roar of many negative emotions is like a symphony, which can erode and destroy the spirit of any watcher.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, his bloodshot eyes piercing the distance of time and space, staring at Esther tightly, his chapped and blood-stained lips open:

[Zorya.]

He said...... What?

The next moment, the dream disintegrated into a cloudy foam, and Esther woke up from the bed, lying on the edge of the bed and retching. Her temples ached, her head nearly split in half, the dark stone room lit up, and the light was the stars that flew between Esther's hair, and as they trembled, Esther's blonde hair faded and turned a cold silver white.

The hatred, resentment, and other emotions she felt in her dreams were carried out as Esther was out of consciousness, and her mind kept echoing those painful and angry whispers, as well as the title, full of anxiety and longing.

Yes, she was called a name that didn't sound like English.

Esther was no longer a novice in the occult, she knew that the picture in the dream was a strange evil god hanging upside down, but because of Dunn and Neil's deliberate concealment, she didn't know about those secret schools or religious powers, and she didn't know who she was seeing.

Why would He open His mouth and call her by name?

He seemed to know her, like the goddess of the night.

Esther clutched her head, which looked like it had been peeled alive, but she couldn't even scream.

If someone turns on the vision here at this time, they will see that behind the Chanis Gate, the black silk threads of sealing power are constantly pouring into this stone house, covering Esther's body layer upon layer, like a blanket covering the light spots flying above her head, constantly suppressing them with the power of silence.

If Esther hadn't been in such pain, perhaps she would have seen that the little worm was covered in a golden light of the same color as her hair, echoing the points of light that wanted to drift between her hair, and when the little worm looked up carefully, the light was like a cocoon shell enveloping it inside.

Esther didn't know when the pain had ended, and the lights returned to her head under the pressure of the dark, dyeing her silver hair back to a laurel-like pale gold.

As soon as the pain eased slightly, Esther fainted.

Thankfully, this time she didn't dream again.