368: Two Hundred and Twenty-Five.
Selling Bizarre Items 368: Two Hundred and Twenty-Five.
Selling Bizarre Items The coachman paid little attention to the rchant’s physique, attire, or huge backpack, as if in his eyes, this was just an ordinary passenger accompanying Lu Li.
The “three” boarded the carriage, and the wheels rolled over the damp and cold bluestone pavent, heading to their destination.
The rchant would not speak without reason.
Lu Li would not speak without reason.
Anna would, but she was shy, and the presence of an extra rchant in the carriage deterred her from speaking to Lu Li.
In the silence, Lu Li lifted the curtain to look outside the carriage.
Streets and people flashed by outside the window, the vague blood-colored tentacles high in the clouds, gently swaying like seaweed, visible to Lu Li even through the veil of rain.
As they passed the main street, Lu Li saw many carriages loaded with goods forming a long queue on the road.
Lu Li lifted the curtain and asked the coachman, who carefully chose his words before informing Lu Li, “It seems they are moving to the Shore of Agate Lake.”
Lu Li inquired thoughtfully, “Has this been happening a lot recently?”
“It’s alright…
It started increasing just yesterday, and who knows where all these wealthy people ca from,” the coachman said enviously, the housing prices by Agate Lake were beyond the imagination of a commoner like him.
The high-status individuals were moving away from the shore.
Lu Li thought, it seed that so were becoming aware of the terrifying scenes occurring in Zenster City.
It might be people from the three major organizations, or ordinary people who had received news from them.
Lowering the curtain and retracting his gaze, Lu Li looked at the rchant, a question suddenly surfaced in his mind, urging him to ask.
But Lu Li refrained for the ti being, it wasn’t the ti to inquire.
At least not now.
Forty minutes later, the carriage arrived at the Old Cozy District.
The coachman was sowhat reluctant to drive into this area, worried about being entangled by the undead that haunted this long street, but Lu Li assured him that he was an Exorcist, which gave the coachman the courage to drive in and stop in front of building number “19”.
A day passed, and 6 fell once again.
Carrying an oil lamp, Lu Li walked into the building, the tall, slender rchant appearing like Lu Li’s elongated, pitch-black shadow stretching out behind him.
Passing the deathly still corridor and pushing open the unlocked door, Lu Li entered the living room, opened the wooden door leading to the basent, turned to the rchant, and said, “It’s down there.”
A slight chill seeped out from the dark space beyond the door, the mysterious allure reerging, beckoning Lu Li to enter and unlock it.
“You can go and take it, I’ll stay up here.”
Lu Li didn’t intend to go down again.
The rchant said nothing, stepped forward in his damp, squelching boots, and descended into the basent.
His figure blended into the darkness, leaving only his echoing footsteps to reach the surface, causing Lu Li, still holding the oil lamp, to frown…
The rchant apparently wasn’t afraid of the dark.
What exactly were they…
Anna hadn’t noticed this, she erged quietly, hiding behind Lu Li and peering over his shoulder into the basent, “It still feels like such a waste…”
Lu Li turned his head slightly, his eyes questioning.
“We didn’t open the notebook and the stone box, maybe there was useful information inside?”
“Many who die from the supernatural think the sa thing just before their end.”
Like the Senior Investigator Thomas, who was right before their eyes.
However, he didn’t quite fit the profile; Thomas died from overconfidence and negligence, curiosity wasn’t the main factor.
The Exorcist Survival Manual quite bluntly instructs: Keep away from an old friend who hasn’t contacted you for a long ti but suddenly reaches out claiming to have found a treasure and invites you to join; never open an ancient notebook or diary; curb your curiosity and stay away from strange and bizarre phenona; and flee imdiately when you hear an unidentified call or prayer, instead of assuming soone is calling you or there are devotees praying nearby.
Strictly speaking, the Exorcist Survival Manual teaches how to evade the supernatural, not confront it.
Which is quite fitting for Lu Li right now.
The world is amid a transition period, and Lu Li doesn’t want to take risks at this ti.
He even temporarily shelved the idea of finding a way back.
The footsteps in the basent had disappeared for a while before resuming, this ti heading upwards.
Anna stared at the pitch-dark doorway and suddenly exclaid with realization, “It just walked into the darkness!”
“Hmm.”
“How is that possible…”
“Don’t forget we call the rchant ‘it’, rather than ‘he’ or ‘she’.”
At the edge of the basent lit by the oil lamp, the corner of a tattered piece of clothing erged; Anna fell silent and her figure faded away again.
The rchant finished climbing the last step and returned to the ground floor.
Lu Li closed the door to the cold and damp basent, his gaze scanning over the stone box and notebook in the rchant’s hands, “How much are they worth?”
“400 contribution points and 400 contribution points.”
“Are they priced the sa?”
The useless Dracula had been sold for 400 contribution points, and the items in the stone box and the notebook were surprisingly the sa as it.
“They have the sa intensity as a ghost,” the rchant replied.
Lu Li nodded, then asked suddenly as if sothing occurred to him, “If I want to know the contents of the notes and what’s in the stone box, what would be the price?”
“750 contribution points.”
Lu Li frowned, were the ssages worth 7,500 shillings?
But before Lu Li could react, the rchant added, “You have 750 contribution points left.”
That ant the ssages were only 50 contribution points.
500 shillings, neither cheap nor expensive.
It was precisely within the price range that would make Lu Li “hesitate”.
“Tell about these two things,” Lu Li said after thinking it over.
Knowledge is another form of wealth, especially for investigators.
“The notes were left by a Follower of the Evil God, imbued with the Evil God’s power.
Reading them will transform the reader’s physique and soul over ti into a Follower suitable for the Evil God, whilst hearing the whispers of the Evil God, until finally falling into the abyss and becoming a Follower of the Evil God.”
“The necklace in the stone box cos with a conscious ghost.
Wearing it will allow the ghost in the necklace to assault you, leading to nightmares at night, deteriorating health, and eventually being possessed by the ghost.”
Because it was a “trade”, the rchant very clearly detailed their specific uses and abilities.
Both items were evil objects.
What was incomprehensible was why such things would be in her family’s basent.
Fortunately, Lu Li hadn’t opened them; he already had enough trouble on his hands.
Lu Li’s zeroed-out investigation points were replenished to 750, and correspondingly, the price of the Deep Sea Stone had risen to 10,500 shillings the next day.
With the shillings he had, Lu Li was still short by a little over 1,000 to buy the fourth stone.
Moreover, he had to hire workers to expand the cave in the cliff while the weather was good the next day.
Without ntioning buying the fourth batch of shillings, he watched the rchant leave, then stood in the living room, scrutinizing the house.
He looked very carefully.
Anna sensed sothing and said wordlessly, “You’re not planning to sell these pieces of furniture as well, are you…”
Anna always felt it wasn’t quite right to empty soone else’s house…
even though that strange woman might already be dead.
Lu Li found nothing wrong with the act.
“She said that all these things belong to .”
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