"Got something good?"

Yorks withdrew his gaze and stopped in front of the front desk, looking at the disc.

I didn't feel anything at the door, but now that I was close at hand, there was still a residual spiritual power lingering on this disc.

Merely......

Yorks frowned, and in his perception there was an evil demonic power mixed in with this residual spiritual power.

This is a séance board that has summoned demons, and it is even more evil than an ordinary Ouija board.

"It's not a good thing, it's so-so." Agatha pulled off her reading glasses, smiled, picked up a candlestick next to her, and handed it to him.

Only then did York discover that there was such a candlestick under the side of the disc, and seeing that its material was even gold, he took it easily, and the touch of it made him stunned for a moment.

"There is no certification mark on the metal, the candlestick is crudely handmade, and the decoration is not good."

As she spoke, Lady Agatha paused and continued to make amends, "It's just that there is something special about the molten metal on it, taken from a mysterious metal material. ”

Yorks glanced at the very nervous man next to him, wondering where he had found this pile of things.

The candlestick may be average to Lady Agatha, but it's a good thing for an exorcist or cult.

"This should be the gold of protection."

Looking at Ms. Agatha with a smile on her face, York said calmly.

"It can dispel the influence of demons, protect humans from evil forces, and is widely used in religious ceremonies and activities to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

"Yes."

Lady Agatha smiled and nodded, ignoring the look of the seller next to her, and reached out to stroke the disc in front of her.

"Look at this, York, these things are not in my field of expertise, but I think you should know the origin of this disc."

"Lady Agatha, you think too highly of me."

Having said that, Yorks put down the candlestick lightly, but touched it with his hand.

"Some kind of summoning séance circle, the material is composed of golden bell cypress and sandalwood, the purpose is to facilitate the summoning of demons."

York's right hand stopped at a triangular symbol next to the star, looked at the man who seemed to be a little scared but showed a hint of excitement, and then said indifferently.

"Red lacquer made of human blood, a typical cult product."

As he spoke, York pressed hard, and the red lacquer surface of the triangle suddenly sank.

In his unsurprising gaze, there was a click, and a square popped out on the side of the disc, revealing what was inside, the cover of a book.

"Huh? And the windfall? Agatha raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"That's what the people in the cult like." York's face was calm, and he reached out to grab the book in the square, but before he could pick it up, he was held down by the man next to him.

"It's my thing!"

York looked over, and the middle-aged man's eyes showed an extremely greedy look.

"You're not qualified to touch it!"

Yorks was unmoved, and looked at Ms. Agatha.

Agatha put her reading glasses back on: "If you want to get a good price, it's better to let it go." ”

Hearing this, Nick looked at the old man, the greed in his heart had taken over everything, and the pressure he felt before had long since disappeared.

"Four hundred thousand!"

The price of recycling suddenly increased several times, and Ms. Agatha's expression remained calm.

"I'll have to have Father York inspect it."

Nick looked at the old man on his left and the priest on his right, thought for a moment, and withdrew his suppressed right hand.

"Look."

York glanced meaningfully at the man and picked up the books inside.

Taking out the first book and placing it on the disc, Agatha, who had just put on her reading glasses, read the name of the cover.

"Tribo Burimus Damonia?"

York took out a second book and put it on.

"Tribo Sequantis Simwolia."

The third and final book.

"Tribo Trituis Peliripps."

When Lady Agatha finished speaking, she looked at York, who had no expression on her face.

"Yorks, what is this?"

"A biographical book that records the legend between man and demon, but this is a series."

Yorkes picked up the third book and flipped through it, and the illustrations of people and demons and the associated text that appeared on it proved that what he said was true.

"The important thing is that this set of books is often regarded as a classic by cults, and as for why, it lies in the fourth [Ribo Quartus Zacalamendo]."

As he spoke, York looked at the man who looked more and more greedy, and continued to popularize science.

"Because it records the symbols and spells that can trap a demon in the human world, and it also has a way to make a trade, according to the records, once the transaction is passed, the book will spontaneously combust, and only after the transaction is completed, the book will automatically appear......"

York's voice was magnetic, and Lady Agatha nodded her head as she listened, learning another point.

However, a wave of irritability swelled up in Nick's heart, and he directly interrupted: "I said Father! I don't want to listen to your goddamn paranormal science, I just want to know if I can get the money! ”

Kopp was interrupted, and York didn't mind at all, just looked at Lady Agatha: "Lady Agatha, can you leave this matter to me?" ”

All the information at the moment is revealing that this guy may have a cult base.

He, except for exorcism, likes to deal with this kind of thing the most, because compared to the demons who go straight to the devil, these cult people are more evil and vicious than the demons, and the methods are cruel and direct to the hearts of people, which is a type of people he particularly hates.

And this kind of thing is more likely to trigger random tasks than all events.

There is nothing more comfortable and pleasant for him than to judge those wicked fellows in the name of justice.

Agatha pulled down her reading glasses again: "Of course, York." ”

Nick frowned and stared at the priest.

"Don't worry." Yorkes smiled indifferently, "I have the money to pay for this four hundred thousand." ”

Speaking of which, without waiting for the obvious surprise on Nick's face, Yorkes continued.

"But it's the matching book, so you're missing this last one."

Nick frowned: "Are you sure there's a fourth?" He really didn't see this fourth book in his memory.

"Yes."

York answered in the affirmative, the knowledge in the church's secret room has been tested layer by layer, and if there is, then there must be.

Seeing the man's eyebrows tangle even tighter, York said at the right time.

"If you don't know where this fourth book is, then there is another way, you can also get the 400,000."

Nick looked up suddenly, staring at the priest, he owed too much loan sharks, tomorrow was the deadline, and he really needed money urgently.

"What's the solution?"

Yorkes smiled: "Take me to the place where you found these things, four hundred thousand are at your fingertips." ”

(End of chapter)