Crown of Silence

Halfway through the conversation, Lao Fei crawled out from under the bed, took up half of the bed board without any hesitation, and lay down horizontally, commanding his two younger brothers to scratch his belly with his eyes.

Bai Xi reached out to scratch it, and it rolled over excitedly, glancing at Ye Qingxuan as if showing off, indicating that his skills were much better than yours, so do you still want this younger brother?

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to cover his face and sigh.

Bai Xi hugged Lao Fei and scratched his ears seriously. The yellow dog twisted excitedly on the little girl's knees, looking cheap and ugly, which made Ye Qingxuan unable to bear it.

"Why is it called Lao Fei?" Bai Xi pinched Lao Fei's ears and asked curiously.

"Hmm..." Ye Qingxuan pondered: "This is a bit complicated to explain."

"You are still keeping me in suspense. I have told you so many things about the East!"

"Okay, okay."

Ye Qingxuan patted his forehead with his bandaged hand, feeling helpless: "You know, Lao Fei always thinks he is the strongest in the world, so he looks very powerful.

When I first met him, he was like this, not doing any work, ignoring everyone. All beggars called him trash..."

"Hmm?" Bai Xi was stunned.

"That's the problem. Later, I don't know what went wrong. He thought that 'trash' must mean 'king of dogs', so he ignored me when I called him other names.

But the name 'trash' is really not very nice, right? I had to call him by a nickname."

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "Fortunately, he now thinks that the name 'Lao Fei' is much more powerful than 'trash'. Otherwise, if you call Trash to eat, he will rush over even if he is ten blocks away."

"Puff!"

Bai Xi couldn't hold it back for a while and couldn't help laughing. Soon she frowned again, as if she had never smiled before.

"You're still a child." Ye Qingxuan whispered softly.

"Hmm?" Bai Xi looked up.

"Nothing." Ye Qingxuan smiled and shook his head: "Tell me something else."

In the long night, Ye Qingxuan lay on his hard bed, wrapped in bandages, and listened quietly to Bai Xi talking nonsense about some oriental stories. This little girl really doesn't look like a little girl at all. Her tone is not soft at all, and she is full of thorns. When she gets excited, she will swear, like a little scoundrel who is more rogue than Vito.

But inexplicably, he thinks this is not bad.

As long as there is someone to talk to him, the unbearable pain is nothing, and the body becomes riddled with holes.

At least you don't have to think about the past, nor the future.

Even in your heart, there is always a lonely voice lingering.

——Ye Qingxuan, you really can't be a musician.

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The inexplicable hemorrhage made Ye Qingxuan really rest in bed for a whole day. In his drowsiness, he felt that he had slept for a long time. There seemed to be nothing in the long and broken dream, all of which were fragments of the past and indescribable strangeness.

In that fragmentation, it seemed that someone was always whispering, which made his head split.

When he got up from the bed on the third day,

it was already noon, and Seton did not urge him to come down to work. But when he limped downstairs with the help of the wall, he saw Seton sitting behind the counter smoking with a twitching face.

His eyes were full of bloodshot, and he was obviously on the verge of exploding. The muscles of this monster-like man were jumping angrily, and under his feet, a whole dictionary of the common language was torn into pieces by him.

"Uh, what happened?"

Ye Qingxuan was confused.

Seton pointed to the counter expressionlessly, where a text message and a small box sent by a courier were lying on it.

The wrinkled message seemed to be different from other papers, similar to being written directly on some tough leather. The leather was excellent and difficult to tear, but someone had squeezed it to create cracks.

"It's for you, take a look." Seton grabbed a handful of money from the drawer, slammed the door and went out to drink.

Ye Qingxuan picked up the message in confusion and was stunned.

It was a letter to himself...

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To my dearest employee Ye:

I was shocked to hear that you were seriously ill. I was really restless in a foreign place. Although we have not met yet, I feel deeply concerned and worried about this matter. This is probably what the Orientals call "fate", right?

I have attached a bottle of medicine. Please take it and rest assured to recover. Put aside the store for the time being. I will reimburse your medical expenses after returning to Avalon.

PS, Seton is a good-for-nothing who can't do anything except eating. I'm sorry to bother you. He doesn't know the rules. If he makes a fool of himself, please scold and punish him on my behalf, just like scolding a cat that can't go through a ring of fire.

PS2, please say hello to another new employee, Miss Bai Xi, on my behalf. If it's convenient, please reply to me with her measurements. I will bring her a long skirt as a gift.

Your friend: Hermes.

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At the end of the message, there was a coat of arms indicating the noble status of the sender, but the coat of arms was very strange. It didn't look like any symbol that Ye Qingxuan had seen in the genealogy of the church, but two snakes entwined on a strange cane.

The content of this letter was warm and thoughtful. Besides making Seton almost explode, it was as if he could see a gentle, kind, polite, generous noble gentleman who was worried about him.

And he had the same name as the great artist a hundred years ago...

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but shudder at this strange concern from his boss. He looked at Bai Xi, "Is this from the boss?"

Bai Xi's expression was also evil, "Yes."

"He wants your measurements..."

"--Let him die."

Bai Xi's answer was so clear that Ye Qingxuan gave up the idea of ​​replying.

Then, he picked up the small box on the cabinet, pushed it open and was stunned for a moment: "What is this?"

In the wooden box, there was a slender test tube with a thick cotton pad to prevent shock. Rose-red liquid was rippling in it, reflecting a gorgeous flash.

Bai Xi was stunned for a moment after seeing the test tube, and looked at Ye Qingxuan with a subtle look: "Hey, are you not favored by the boss?"

"Huh? What do you mean favored?"

"That kind of 'favored'." Bai Xi's eyebrows were raised, and his expression became subtle: "I heard that many old nobles like fresh little boys."

"What are you talking about? I haven't even seen who the boss here is. Also, if you don't want to call me by my name, you can call me cousin. Don't say hey, hey, I always feel like you are asking for debts."

"Want to take advantage of me? No way."

Bai Xi rolled his eyes at him: "That is a healing potion produced by the cult, a good product that has miraculous effects on external injuries. The price of one of these is about the same as a lapis lazuli brick."

The last sentence made Ye Qingxuan's hand tremble, and he looked at the test tube in his hand with astonishment: "So expensive?"

You know, in addition to the currencies issued by each country, the common currency used in trade between countries is the lapis lazuli cast by the cult. At present, while the value of Anglu's currency continues to decline, the price of lapis lazuli is constantly jumping. A rough calculation shows that such a pill costs more than 60,000 pounds, which makes Ye Qingxuan feel deeply distressed.

How much does it cost! Can't you just give it to me directly?

"If I were you, I would drink it as soon as possible. This thing will lose its effect within ten minutes after it sees the sun." Bai Xi's words woke Ye Qingxuan up, and he quickly pulled out the cork and poured the liquid into his mouth.

After drinking it, he smacked his lips and felt that he didn't taste it. Soon he felt an extremely cold feeling suddenly spread from his body.

In an instant, it was like a frost shell exploding from his body. He was a little dizzy and almost fell to the ground, but soon, his consciousness returned. The intense pain in his body also quickly weakened to an almost negligible range.

"So effective?"

He murmured to himself, feeling dizzy and the world seemed to be shaking.

"There are side effects. You may not have the strength to move this afternoon. There are trace amounts of mandala in it."

Bai Xi showed a look of conspiracy, came over, and smiled innocently and sweetly: "Cousin, cousin, let's play cards?"

"Play cards?"

Ye Qingxuan suppressed the dizziness: "What are you up to? Every time you call me cousin, there is nothing good!"

"No, a little gambling is fun. I just care about you!"

Bai Xi took out a deck of cards from somewhere and shuffled them familiarly: "If you don't have money, you can post a white slip. How about we play a straight flush to warm up?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help sighing: "You are so skilled in shuffling cards, you rely on this to cheat money, right?"

"The skill of making a living, of course, at most I won't cheat, right?"

Bai Xi smiled harmlessly, wｗw． nshc is particularly sweet:

"Come on, cousin, let's play!"

"How can I not play?"

"If you don't play, you lose."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan sighed and picked up the cards, but when he was shuffling them, he saw a strange pattern on the cards: "What is this?"

Unlike the king and queen on other playing cards, this deck of cards also has its own pattern on 1-10, which looks like some strange story characters, but the style is extremely gloomy and chilling.

"This deck of cards is the Legend of Avalon commemorative edition. The ones on it are the most famous legends of Avalon recently. It is said that they are very popular."

"Legend?" Ye Qingxuan looked at the cards in confusion: "When did this thing come into being?"

He casually drew a card and asked: "What is this?"

The picture on this card is an old man wearing a feather crown, holding a broken heart, with a cold look in his eyes.

"It is said that he is the real controller of all the forces in Avalon. He hides behind the scenes and controls the underground world. It sounds very powerful. But many people say that this person does not exist. Some people say that they have seen him, but they can't tell what he looks like.

Everyone who has seen him calls him "Shaman". No one dares to disobey the orders issued by the Shaman."

"Shaman?"

Ye Qingxuan felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it from somewhere.