Merchant of the Underworld

We still don't know much about the ghost in Pless's Box, and there are no clues about the Sword of Dusk.

Therefore, we can only spread the news that we are looking for the Sword of Twilight, and then track down the Russian foreigner.

Fortunately, with the help of countless friends, the Russian foreigner's true whereabouts gradually became clear.

Speaking of which, he can be considered a peer.

His name is Luo Yefu, a Russian who travels around Europe and South America all year round, specializing in collecting some supernatural items and then selling them to the nobles and rich people through various methods. He waits for ghosts to cause trouble, and then steps in to solve the problem, thereby collecting a large commission. In the European antique world, and even in the black cult, he can be regarded as the number one figure.

But in the past six months, he seemed to have encountered a big trouble.

Several European aristocratic children died in mysterious circumstances or disappeared mysteriously after buying things from him.

This caused quite a stir among the upper classes in Europe. Many countries listed him as the most wanted criminal. The nobles even hired international mercenaries. Killers in the dark world wanted to take him away. life.

Seeing that something was not going well, this guy had no choice but to sneak into China secretly.

But in China, several femininity dealers who had contact with him died violently.

As a result, this guy became a very unpopular person!

He traveled all the way from the northeast to the south, changing his name and surname everywhere, looking for masters of femininity dealers. He didn’t know who he heard my name from, so he came to Wuhan and found my antique shop. .

As soon as I heard this, I understood immediately.

This guy didn't know where he found this magic box. He originally wanted to make a fortune from this thing, but he didn't expect this thing to be so ferocious. He couldn't suppress it at all, so much so that he killed many patrons and treated him badly. Got a warrant.

In desperation, he had no choice but to run to China, where international killers and mercenaries did not dare to intervene easily. He wanted to find a master in this extremely ancient and mysterious country to get rid of the disaster.

Luo Yefu has now kicked the ball to me. If I don't want to die, I have no choice but to catch it no matter what.

…

After the magic box drank three bags of plasma in a row, it finally closed the lid on its own with great satisfaction. Only then did Li Mazi and I breathe a sigh of relief.

But where is the Sword of Twilight?

I sat at the table and smoked cigarettes one after another. Li Mazi also blinked his eyes and kept rubbing his hands.

The sky was getting brighter, and a ray of dawn came through the crack in the door.

We spent the whole night trying, but still got nothing.

"Let's go get something to eat first!" I shook off the cigarette butt, stood up and said, "The Sword of Dusk has disappeared for hundreds of years. It's not that easy to find. Let's take it one step at a time."

"Damn it!" Li Mazi stared at the music box on the table and cursed fiercely: "Before his death, the turtle grandson still relied on us two brothers. I really want to chase him to Russia and steal him. Ancestral graves!”

"What did you say?" His angry words were like a thunder, suddenly reminding me of something.

"Ah?" Li Mazi was stunned: "I said this turtle grandson is so fucking inhuman."

"No, next sentence." I asked hurriedly.

"I said I wanted to chase him to Russia and dig out his ancestral graves."

"Yes! That's it, why didn't I think of it?" I suddenly shouted: "I know where to find the Sword of Dusk!"

"Where to find it?" Li Mazi asked in surprise.

"Back then, the Plessian Box was raging across Europe, and several red archbishops were killed. The entire Western Holy See was under attack. At this time, a ranger named Galen found the Sword of Dusk. The box seemed to have sensed something, and it disappeared from sight. ”

"That knight-errant was made a baron by the European church."

"It was only later that his descendants were squeezed out by other nobles, and the family slowly declined..."

"Faced with such a divine sword, his descendants have only two possibilities to deal with it. One is to pass it down from generation to generation as a family heirloom, and the other is to be buried with their ancestors in the grave."

"The Magic Box has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years. I think it was because I was afraid of the power of the Sword of Twilight. Now that it has appeared again, it is estimated that the magic sword has gone into hiding. In other words, it is very likely that the last descendant of this family brought the Sword of Twilight into the world. In the grave!"

"As long as we follow the ranger's family, we will definitely find its whereabouts!"

Li Mazi stared, thinking for a long time, and then suddenly realized: "Yes! Brother Zhang, you are still the best. However, that family has been in decline for hundreds of years, where can we find it?"

"It's much easier to find a big family that has records in history than to find a sword. Besides, we have another clue. Before Luo Yefu killed the first person with this magic box, who was he? Where did it appear? That’s probably where the Magic Box is hidden, and maybe we can also find some information about the Sword of Dusk.”

"Yes, yes!" Li Mazi shouted happily.

When we thought about how to crack it, we didn't care about what to eat, so we spread the news and started investigating everywhere.

Just when all kinds of news were coming in and Li Mazi and I were busy, the man in the T-shirt's profile lighted up and asked: "Has the Plessian's Box got stuck on you?"

I was stunned when I saw the news. Whether I asked people about Luo Yefu's identity or the affairs of the Youxiaer family, I always used extremely obscure words and phrases. It was so cunning that outsiders couldn't even notice. What on earth am I looking for. But the man in the T-shirt guessed my purpose right away.

Of course, I didn’t want to hide anything from the T-shirt man, so I told him the truth directly.

After a while, the man in the T-shirt suddenly replied: "Go to Russia!"