The Master of the Strange Realm

This spirit was much better looking than the one that was entangled with Mr. Nelly, but there were two deep marks on the eyes, like blood and tears.

The board led Jenkins' fingers to move quickly, and soon he pieced together the complete address. Although Jenkins didn't know the specific location where the fat woman bought the comb, Hathaway mentioned the store that Miss Lindsay visited.

"It is indeed the same store, which means that there were at least three special items as goods there, and there was no intention to hide themselves..."

He pondered, feeling that there must be a great secret behind this matter: "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me!"

He firmly remembered what his father said and warned himself not to be too curious. But even if he didn't get involved, he had to keep an attitude of attention to determine whether the dangerous mirror was really there.

He originally planned to destroy Mr. Stuller's spirit directly as usual, but since he helped himself, it was more troublesome to use the purification ritual.

The so-called purification is a simple ritual that almost every gifter has mastered, which is specially used to deal with spiritual creatures that are stranded in the material world. Although Jenkins has never used it seriously, he does know how to do it.

He squatted down and drew a circle on the ground with a ritual chalk. He can do this now, and then wrote four different runes in the four directions of the circle.

These runes come from a civilization that has disappeared. Although their mystery cannot be compared with the Quirrell language, they are still the most common set of runes.

There was no problem in the process of sending Mr. Stuller away. When the inexplicable strong wind passed, the man's soul was gone. Jenkins sometimes wondered where the disappeared soul would go, but he had no answer after thinking for a long time, so he stopped thinking.

There is no reincarnation in this world, so Jenkins doesn't have to say any blessings. The sun has completely set, and he has to wear the glasses to deal with the traces on the ground. Even if it has been a long time since this happened, probably no one will pay attention to it, but Jenkins always maintains a cautious character.

Now that he is out, he doesn't want to go home like this. So he immediately set off for the Pig's Head Bar, said hello to the bartender, and came to the underground black market.

I have to admit that the temperature in the underground water pipe is lower than that on the ground, but the strange smell has dissipated a lot.

When he went out after dinner, he had no intention of buying anything, so he came to the black market just to replenish some materials that are not easy to buy in the church.

The most important material is the flashing obsidian, which is an excellent material for spirit attachment, but it is not easy to preserve and use for a long time due to its extremely low hardness. It is more used as a consumable for the gifter to practice spirit attachment rituals.

Jenkins has been well-off recently and plans to stock up a batch. After all, the prices in the black market are also rising rapidly, and there is no sign of falling.

While he was waiting for the owner to prepare the goods, he was still looking for the water worm fossil powder that Miss Miller entrusted him to buy. This is a specialty of Nolan City, and it can only be found in the sea near Nolan.

"Maybe I can trade some specialties between Nolan City and Loon City."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to laugh at himself again. The star spirit Lakul is his friend, and there is no need to treat friends as cargo transfer stations for gold pounds.

He was willing to talk to the merchants in the black market because he could always hear some interesting news. For example, the merchant who sold Jenkins the flash obsidian talked about it with envy that someone had recently bought a [magic conch] from an ordinary fisherman when he went out to sea.

This was something that Jenkins had also used, so he also expressed his envy.

The underground black market in Nolan was very large. According to Dad, this was the largest black market for gifted people in the eastern part of the entire Fidictli Kingdom. Gifted people in the entire area would come here regularly.

There were hidden entrances to the black market throughout the city of Nolan, which made the entire black market like a huge maze. But Jenkins's activity area was very small. If we look at the area on the ground, it would probably not exceed two blocks from the Pig's Head Bar.

Of course, he was not interested in going for a walk today, so after buying the items, he summoned the Starlight Ball and shook it, and found nothing unusual, so he planned to leave.

The walls of the sewer were almost covered with various papers, a large part of which were various transaction requests, and a small part were wanted notices from the Orthodox Church and the police station.

A new batch of wanted posters have been posted near the wooden stairs at the entrance of the Pig's Head Bar. The most eye-catching one is the exquisite portrait of the pirate Fermixiu.

"It's been several months. It seems that I haven't heard any news about this person since that night. He may have left Nolan City."

He said to himself, staring at the fierce eyes on the wanted poster for a while, and then left at the urging of Chocolate.

The fog that lasted for several days finally showed signs of dissipating today, but the visibility at night was still not very ideal.

When Jenkins came out of the alley and came to the avenue, he saw some workers standing on the street, and some street lamp poles were piled up on the side. The gas pipeline on the ground has been dug out. Thinking back, the Nolan Daily seems to have reported the notice that the gas would be cut off in this block.

"Are street lights finally going to be installed?"

He stopped and imagined the street with light at night, and couldn't help laughing.

Walking quickly towards home, today is the last day of [The Traveler and the Frost Moon], it is necessary to prepare in advance to face the whispers at midnight.

PS: Ahhhhh, I set the wrong time, and posted two chapters in the morning!

Forget it, I will add more chapters, please vote! I will add more chapters today, please vote!

Chapter 519 Chapter 511 The Arrival of December

After returning home, I lit the fireplace, changed into comfortable pajamas, and practiced the posture taught by Miss Befanna on the carpet for a while. Seeing that the time was almost up, I found a comfortable position to lie down.

The bells of the clock tower rang in the distance, and Jenkins lost control of his body at that moment and fell into the boundless clouds.

The low and powerful voices came into his ears little by little, and these voices were chaotic and disorderly. There seemed to be something extremely "heavy" above, forcing him not to look up.

The vicissitudes and ancient singing gradually sounded in the whispers, and this kind of singing was heard for the first time. The song was full of sacred meaning, but it also contained a kind of extreme sadness, as if the world was coming to an end.

He tried hard to remember the tone that hit the soul and made people vomit blood, but this was already the limit.

His consciousness was forced to exit this state and fell into the deepest chaos.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already 1:40 in the morning, a little earlier than the time he woke up last month. He thought this was a good phenomenon.

Chocolate lay on the table with his eyes closed, and his little head leaned next to the life orb. It seemed to be asleep, so Jenkins was also careful when he picked up the paper and pen.

In the murmur just now, his main mind was on the terrible song, so he only got two pitiful complete knowledge.

The first one was not a ritual or ability, but a breeding method of a worm called black-skinned soul-eating worm. Jenkins had heard his father talk about this worm before. In the ancient tomb ruins before the 15th century, black-skinned soul-eating worms were often used to deal with tomb robbers.

Their individual strength can be ignored, but once they form a cluster, they are very terrible. This kind of worm has a very long lifespan and strong vitality. It reproduces by eating corpses and souls. As long as one worm enters the human body, it can reproduce thousands of its own kind in just a few seconds and eat humans until only skeletons are left.

In the 579th year of the Universal Calendar of this era, a disaster of black-skinned soul-eating worms occurred. A group of ordinary people accidentally opened the tomb of an ancient benefactor, and the ancient tomb was right below a large town...

When Dad talked about that incident, he kept sighing and warned Jenkins to be careful of any ancient tombs.

This breeding technology obviously came from the righteous god [Death End] representing December, and the information Jenkins came into contact with never mentioned that this worm was related to the righteous god.

"I remember that the priesthood of [Death End] does include [Mausoleum Guardian]. Is it because of this reason?"

He said to himself, and then looked down at the paper full of words, picked it up and threw it into the fireplace in front of him. The flames quickly wrapped around the paper, and it burned rapidly, leaving only some ashes on the charred wood.

"This thing is too dangerous, so don't try it."

The second piece of knowledge is a way to learn a skill, and the name of the skill is [Recorder (Golden Divine Art)].

This skill comes from the righteous god [Traceless Traveler], and its effect is quite powerful. The gifter who has learned this skill can accumulate various experiences, stories and knowledge during the journey, and can use these accumulated information as his own power.

For example, once the recorder encounters a severe drought in a village during the journey, and personally participates in and feels this matter, he will have the ability to cause drought weather for a certain period of time.

The wider the knowledge, the longer the journey, and the more exciting the story, the stronger the ability that the [Recorder] can exert. And these powers transformed from experiences may even form solidified abilities that do not occupy the ability position, that is, directly open up a new bubble formation ability, which is enough to illustrate the value of this ability.

But unfortunately, the minimum threshold for learning [Recorder] is to have five traveler-related divine arts abilities and reach the level of demigod.

This ability is worthless to Jenkins, but at least it shows what kind of power the gift-givers of the Orthodox Church with reliable inheritance have. He immediately thought of Miss Bevana and wondered if Miss Bevana had learned these abilities that were limited to demigods.

"Perhaps, the gift-givers of the Sage Church can draw power directly from books."

The paper that recorded the information about the [Recorder] was also thrown into the fireplace. Jenkins did not move his eyes away until the paper was completely burned to ashes.

He sat on the sofa, shifted his center of gravity back, and let his body cling to the back of the sofa. The expression on his face gradually became relaxed.

The pocket watch on the coffee table reflected the light of the fire, and the swaying flames made the shadow sway slightly in the room.

"Hum~"

He hummed with his nose, and then followed the impression in his mind, trying to copy the strange song he had just heard. But doing so was of no use at all, and instead woke up the sleeping Chocolate, whose expression was quite unfriendly.

The last month of the Common Calendar year 1865 has finally arrived. Although various things have happened in Norland this year, or more precisely, in the second half of the year, most citizens are still looking forward to the year-end festival at the end of December.

On Saturday morning, the city was miraculously free of fog, but the heavy snow once again became a reason to prevent people from traveling.

In the morning, Jenkins, wearing slippers, broke into the snow to retrieve milk, newspapers and letters, and he found a letter from Privet Drive. In the letter, old William said that the school exam season was coming soon, so the youngest son John William was preparing for the exam. He asked Jenkins to come home on the weekend, hoping to use Jenkins' deeds to inspire his youngest son to study harder.

"But I remember that the original owner did not study again after barely getting the diploma from Norland Secondary Mechanical and Technical College. Can this really inspire John?"

Even if he thought so, he still planned to go back to Privet Drive tonight to finish his meal, because there was another dinner waiting for him on Sunday night.

When I came to my father's antique shop in the snow, I found a carriage with Michael's family crest parked in front of the store.

I quickly pushed the door open and walked in. Two familiar ladies were sitting in front of the fireplace in the store. My father was nowhere to be seen, but I saw that the door to the backyard was open, so I thought he was in the warehouse.

"Good morning, Miss Michael, Miss Hesha."

"Good morning, Mr. William."

It was not even eight o'clock yet, and Jenkins was really surprised to see them so early.

Chapter 520 Chapter 512 Daily Life in Daddy's Antique Shop

Putting the cat he had carried all the way on the counter - to make up for disturbing its sleep last night, Jenkins said:

"Dad is in the back, right? I'll go help him, please wait a moment."

But he quickly walked back, because Dad, who was rummaging through the goods in the warehouse, asked him to entertain guests in front with a stern tone:

"Aren't you studying etiquette courses? Is letting guests sit there alone also knowledge you have learned?"

But Jenkins thought that Daddy had other intentions in sending him back.

The two beautiful girls rushed here without caring about sleep, in order to let Daddy help them choose suitable gifts. The queen of the Kingdom of Fidictli will celebrate her birthday this month, which is also her 71st birthday.

By the standards of this era, even the royal family with superior living conditions can live to 71 years old, which is a very surprising thing. But every legitimate heir of the Fidictli royal family - the Middleton family, except for some who died early due to murder and other reasons, all others have lived to an amazing age.

According to the rules and etiquette, noble families of all sizes must present a gift on the Queen's birthday, and families with financial resources will also require adult children to present gifts.

This is something that must be done every year, and there should be no accidents, but the gifts pre-ordered in the first half of this year were attacked by pirates on the way to Nolan City by sea. Hathaway and Miss Michael did not know the news until last night, so they came to the antique shop early in the morning.

The three young people did not discuss more profound topics, but casually talked about some gossip or newspaper news.

Although Hathaway did not say whether to mention the Sunday dinner in front of Miss Michael, Jenkins was very sensible and did not say it.

Miss Michael mentioned that the Nolan Navy would make a big move. She heard Marquis Michael say this by chance, and Hathaway, as if on purpose, talked about Miss Lindsay, the noble girl who organized the psychic game:

"I saw her yesterday, and she looked very haggard."

"Really? Then let's go visit her together in the afternoon. After all..."

She realized the reason why Hathaway mentioned this matter, and whispered:

"I have learned my lesson, and I will never rashly participate in such dangerous activities in the future. But that time, I invited Mr. William to go with me, isn't it safe?"

Jenkins pretended not to hear anything, he thought he was not suitable to get involved in this matter.

"You are always like this."

Hathaway said softly, and from her expression, Jenkins believed that Miss Michael would hear her friend repeat this matter for a long time in the future.

This is of course a good thing. Ordinary people like Miss Michael should stay away from any extraordinary events, which is good for everyone.

It took the old man three times longer than usual to find a suitable gift from the warehouse at the back. After sending off the two noble ladies, he lay down in front of the counter, keeping accounts and talking to Jenkins about his spare time, while Jenkins stood up to pack up the teacups.

This set of tea sets is the most expensive set of porcelain products in the old man's collection, specially used to entertain distinguished guests.

This is still a boring day. After copying those tadpole characters in the morning, the old man planned to test whether Jenkins had practiced new rituals alone recently. At this time, Mr. Schleich sent a message from Miss Bevanna, saying that the new time for Jenkins' baptism ceremony has been determined again - next Wednesday night, and the church will find someone to take charge of the arithmetic course in his place.

The location is still under the giant tree in the Evergreen Forest. It is said that because the believers of the new god performed a complex ritual there, the life spirit of the forest has become more intense than before.

In fact, after the day when he gained the ability of [Undead], Jenkins guessed that the church's ceremony was part of the complete ability ceremony. He thought that baptism again might be useless, but he couldn't find a good reason to refuse, so he could only accept such an arrangement.

As Jenkins's study deepened, Dad's course has become more and more difficult recently. He has passed the stage of learning theoretical knowledge, and now the practice part has become more and more.

The ceremony is of course dangerous, and the harm caused by improper operation is no less than smoking in a fireworks processing factory.

After lunch at noon, Dad handed Jenkins a note with what he was going to learn today. After Jenkins read it, Dad immediately lit the note with a match.

He casually threw the ashes that were burned to only white edges on the ground, and the two watched it burn completely quietly.

"Do you remember it clearly?"

"I remember it clearly, sir!"

After owning the Book of Memories, his memory has greatly improved, and five or six lines of letters are not a problem at all.

The ceremony learned today is called [Disorientation], which is a ceremony with expensive materials but a large scope.

The core of the ritual is a wooden ring. The trunk of a tree called monkey face tree is processed into a standard hollow ring through traditional handicrafts. The ring is placed at any location that can be regarded as an intersection, such as the fork of a mountain path or the corner of a room corridor, and then the other parts of the ritual are arranged inside the ring. If everything goes well, any creature passing through this place will be unable to distinguish the location.

This is somewhat like the innate ability of evil spirits, or called "ghost wall", but because the preparation of materials is very cumbersome, it can only be used as a roadblock in large-scale operations.

Dad's antique shop is in the city, so Jenkins needs to compress the scope of the ritual to prevent trouble.

Together with Dad, he built a simple maze with empty boxes in the warehouse, and then used a special spice to attract three greedy stray cats.

Jenkins arranged the ritual in the center of the small wooden box maze, and Dad sent them in to test whether it was effective.

The two worked all afternoon, but only two of Jenkins' three attempts were successful.

The first attempt failed because the wild cat had not yet been attracted. He became impatient and used the napping Chocolate as an experimental sample.