Silent Crown Chapter 34: Illusion

　　 The secret box of the Black Octopus Tavern late last night.

　　 The house is full of smoke, smoke rises from the pipe, and the ghost hand is waiting quietly.

　　In the silence, someone opened the door and entered. The visitor took off his cloak, revealing the long robe from the East. He looked very old, and his hair was a mottled gray between black and white. When acting silently, like a ghost that has died.

　　 "Lost again?"

　　Mr. Chang sat opposite him: "To be honest, I am very disappointed with your work attitude."

　　 "No way, this is Avalon City, there is always some scruples in doing things." The ghost hand shook his head, restraining his anger.

　　 Mr. Chang's expression is indifferent: "Mr. Guishou, before Yunlou is usurped by the anti-thief, we want to find someone and he will be sent to us. If what I want is His head is his head. If we want his hand, his hand will be sent. People who are slow to move will get their eyes gouged out. If someone dares to hide, he and his Family members will also pay the price for mistakes."

　　 "But this is Avalon, and it's not before. It took me a lot of effort to hide your group of people!"

　　 Guishou frowned: "Mr. Shaman doesn't want to cause too much trouble. You don't want this matter to be noticed by the royal family, right?"

　　 "It’s almost four days."

　　Mr. Chang said quietly: "Mr. Guishou, we can't wait too long."

　　 "Mr. Chang, I said, I need time."

　　 "I already gave it to you. Didn't I?"

　　 Mr. Chang got up and dispersed like a ghost under the white smoke-filled lamp.

　　 In the silent silence, the ghost leaned on the chair, smoking the pipe, washing, and the meerschaum pipe shattered between the teeth.

　　 "Because of these two oriental kids, Avalon is going to be messy."

　　 He spit out the residue in his mouth and crushed the pipe in his palm.

　　"—and that **** dog."

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　　 "Let's go, go back."

　　In the carriage outside the tavern, Chang Lao who has not moved from beginning to end silently opened his eyes.

　　 The carriage drove silently, and the entourage who had just received the news presented bamboo slips written in cipher text.

　　 Chang Lao stretched out his finger and gradually swept it up, frowning gradually. As the fingers flicked, they gradually withered and broke, turning into dust.

　　 "You mean, the shaman is still looking for another oriental kid?" he asked.

　　"Yes, with white hair and a dog. Someone saw that kid with the fugitive we wanted to find. I don’t know who wanted him. The shaman still attaches great importance to him. Above our fugitives."

　　 Chang Lao frowned: "What is the shaman looking for?"

　　"It seems to be about the box or something, life and death, as long as the box. No matter how much things you can't find out."

　　 "In the country of barbarians, the rules are really messy."

　　 Chang Lao coldly snorted: "These barbarians have small calculations in their hearts. Although the shaman has credibility, he is not my race after all and cannot rely on it."

　　The entourage asked: "The father-in-law means, shall we find another one?"

　　 "Anyway, there are many people in Avalon City that can help us find."

　　 Chang Lao pondered for a moment, and then suddenly asked: "What is the trend of the group of usurpers that now control the Yunlou?"

　　"They handed in their credentials, and they are about to enter the city."

　　"Hmph, Yunlou Qingshu, the wolf and ambitious man, not only usurped Yunlou City, but also wanted to unite the barbarians and stand on his own. There is no ruler or father! Princess? A fake, who can be fooled! "

　　 Chang Lao snorted coldly, "If the order is passed down, don't let the lord betray the prince and bring the little girl back! The lord will return to the Cloud Tower in the future to drive out the rebel Yunlou Qingshu and reward him for his merits. , One of yours is indispensable!"

　　 "Yes, father-in-law!"

The 　　 entourage hesitated for a moment, and was confused: "It's just that the little one is unclear."

　　 "Huh?"

　　"Just for the sake of a little girl with the blood of the dragon vein, why did the father-in-law bother with the golden body?"

　　 Chang Lao was silent.

　　 After a long time, he lifted his palm, then put it down, and finally sighed softly: "You have been with me for so many years, today I will teach you a principle to be with you."

　　 He glanced at his subordinates who had just walked past the death line, his eyes filled with the gloomy and damp air of rotten wood: "——Behave in compliance with the rules, do not cross the thunder pond, can live long.

　　 The more you want to know, the faster you will die. Do you understand what I mean? "

　　 "Ming, understand." The subordinates sweat like rain.

　　 "Then go."

　　 Father Chang closed his eyes and closed his eyes to rest his mind: "Remember, you have to bring all your tails back, and you are not allowed to lose a single hair."

　　 "Subordinate, understand."

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　　 Since that day, Bai Xi has never spoken to Ye Qingxuan.

　　 Although she is a bit more honest, she probably just doesn't want to care about others more often. After finishing work every day, I sat quietly in the corner.

　　 When she was silent, she looked at the dust in front of her, and the line of sight seemed to penetrate the dust and fell somewhere else.

　　 Only Lao Fei and her "can talk", but Lao Fei can't talk, and she won't say anything to a dog. It's just that sometimes when Lao Fei fell asleep next to her, she would reach out to touch Lao Fei's long hair, carefully and seriously.

　　 Lao Fei is really a cute dog. Although he looks ugly, he is much more popular than Ye Qingxuan.

　　 There is no way, this is the trouble in this world. It takes countless reasons to hate a person, but you don’t need any excuses to like a dog.

　　 And, in most cases, dogs are better than people: as long as you treat them well, they won’t harm you.

　　 Ye Qingxuan thinks that if this goes on, there is no way... and Lao Fei is my dog! Why are you touching it? I want to touch it while it's happy!

　　 finished writing the last ‘0’ on the ledger, he raised his head and sighed helplessly.

　　 beside, Seton remained silent. This monster-like uncle has been sitting cross-legged behind the counter, stumbling and reading the fairy tale, turning over and over.

　　 Hearing his sigh, Seton raised his head and suddenly said: "The boss sent a short message from the field yesterday and asked about you."

　　 "Does he know me?" Ye Qingxuan was taken aback.

　　 "Although he is neurotic, he has always been well informed." Seton said in a rude tone: "He wishes you a smooth entrance exam, and he said he will bring you a gift back."

　　"Really?"

　　 "It's best but too much expectation, that guy's character and gifts are so bad that it is beyond people's imagination."

　　 Seton’s ground turned black: "The gift he brought to me last time was a huge donkey head mask, which can be put on his head, with blood on it..." He paused, his expression even more ugly. : "I hate donkeys."

　　 "Is it okay that the relationship between the boss and the employee is so bad?"

　　 "If that guy can die in the gutter, it would be good for the whole world."

　　After Seton finished speaking, he closed the book reluctantly, took a handful of money from the drawer, and went out for a drink. Even the cash drawer is not closed, which is really in line with his simple personality.

　　 Ye Qingxuan looked at the golden light reflected from the cracks in the cabinet, swallowed his saliva, then closed his eyes and closed it tightly.

　　 There is really a lot of money...

　　 "Huh." There seemed to be a sneer from the corner. But when Ye Qingxuan looked up, Bai Xi was still silent.

　　 He sighed.

　　 Bai Xi squatted in the corner behind the window, on the chair occupied by her, and separated from Ye Qingxuanjing with the counter as the boundary. Everyone seems to have agreed, and everyone ignores it.

　　 The blazing sun in the afternoon came in and was blocked by the huge clock, hiding her in a dark corner. Occasionally, sparkling dust fell on her hand, reflecting her silent eyes, which made people feel pitiful.

　　 Ye Qingxuan's hand touched the crystal ball, he sighed, and lowered his head again:

　　You pity her, who will pity you?

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　　Four days, if you count the night, it is four days and five nights.

　　 three runes, all the standard syllables will be memorized in the chest tomorrow morning, and they will be so memorable that they just can’t be pronounced. Almost no less than 100,000 exercises...none of them resonated with the ether!

　　Even Ye Qingxuan began to despair:

　　——Is myself cursed by the ether?

　　 Even other people with poor aptitude can increase the success rate by at least one percent after 100,000 practice sessions, right?

　　 and Ye Qingxuan is still zero, a desperate zero. No matter how many times, what rune practice is changed, it is still zero.

　　 is very simple from 1 to 2, as long as you work hard to add, but what to do from 0 to 1? Ye Qingxuan didn't know.

　　 No matter how hard you try, the things that don’t exist still don’t exist. High-rise buildings rise on the ground, but where is your own land?

　　 He stared silently at the ether ball in his hand, unable to do anything, and his heart gradually frustrated.

　　 In the silent shop, there are only the rhythm of countless ticking sounds overlapping together, monotonous and persistent, constantly jumping from this second to the next, and then it sounds again.

　　 In the afternoon sun, he couldn't help yawning and felt completely sleepy. When rubbing the string ring on your fingertips, you will ask yourself whether all this is meaningful?

　　The ring made of coiled silver strings silently refracts sunlight~IndoMTL.com~flickering light.

　　 "Musician."

　　 He sighed softly, closed his eyes, and felt the wind blowing from a distance.

　　 Very quickly, he realized that this is in the shop.

　　 The door is closed, where does the wind come from?

　　 I don’t know when it started.

　　 Everything is silent.

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　　 He opened his eyes and saw the counter in front of him quietly turning into dust under the blowing of the wind.

　　 After thousands of years in an instant, the window shattered and the glass shattered into powder in the ravages of time. The wooden furniture was decayed rapidly, cracks expanded and cracked on the walls, allowing the hot and lonely sunlight to fall from the cracks and shine on his face.

　　 He wanted to jump up in horror, but he felt his body was pressed against the chair and couldn't move.

　　 The familiar world seems to be moving away from him quickly, and all familiar people and voices can no longer be heard. Old Fei disappeared, Seton disappeared, and Bai Xi disappeared.

　　 Only lonely myself is left in this lonely house.

　　 He sat on a chair and watched everything decay and decay quickly. Weeds grew from the cracks in the floor and vines climbed up the walls. The traffic outside gradually disappeared, and the streetscape became dilapidated and lonely.

　　 The whole world is silent, Ye Qingxuan can only hear the ‘ticking sound’ in his ears.

　　 In the sky, the blue moon representing evil omen hangs high!