The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

　　 Hearing this, Elok was taken aback, showing an expression of disbelief. Surprised:

　　 "Undead?"

　　 "Yes, a wild undead witch. People call her the pharmacist Heather. I don't know how long it has been." Il said with a constant expression.

　　 Thinking about it, Elok recalled the content about the life of the volitional body, looked at Il and asked:

　　 "Is this the volitional life you are talking about?"

　　 Seeing Il nodded, he didn't answer. Asked again:

　　 "What caused it? Mage bound? Or undead scholar?"

　　 Hearing the words, Il looked at Elok, with a somewhat uncertain tone, and said:

　　 "It should have formed naturally."

　　 She touched her chin, and added in a tone that was more uncertain than before:

　　 "If there is a strong unfinished will before death, the crystal of the will body after death is not taken away and used. It is indeed possible that the undead will naturally form."

　　 "The crystal of the will body." Elok chewed the word.

　　 Seeing Elok's puzzled look, Il gave an explanation:

　　 "Yes, transcendents will precipitate volitional crystals after death. Sometimes there are even astral crystals."

"The will body represents the sum of his mental power and his memory, which will crystallize out after death. The astral body represents his transcendent path, his skills and level. But we must use it. Special methods can be obtained."

　　 "Meaning, this crystal is actually a person's corpse?" Elok asked in surprise.

Nodded, Il agreed: "Yes. But not everyone will precipitate astral body crystals after death, only a part of them will precipitate astral body crystals. And most of them are incomplete, only the most skilled skills can be. Precipitation. Under normal circumstances, it will mix and precipitate with the will body crystals, forming crystals of various colors shining with light. It is as bright as a gem."

　　 She looked at Elok and continued:

　　 "Its most common use is to sell to undead scholars and bound wizards."

　　 "Will body crystals and astral body crystals are commonly used materials by wizards. They are used to make extraordinary items. Undead scholars will use it to make undead."

　　Speaking of this, Ellock suddenly understood why Il said it might have formed spontaneously.

　　 If it is a bound mage, then it must be used to make extraordinary items. If it is an undead scholar, it is certainly not wild.

　　 Hey~ These two professions are too evil. Much more evil than pirates.

　　 Thinking a little, Elok looked at Il and asked again:

　　 "Does that undead witch still retain the skills of her lifetime?"

　　 "If it's called an undead witch, not just an undead, it will definitely retain skills. But it shouldn't be a lot." She paused for a while, and continued:

　　 "Moreover, if it is such an undead, the probability of precipitation of stellar crystals will increase a lot."

　　 There seems to be a gleam in her eyes. Elok looked inside without knowing it.

　　 When I heard the next sentence from Il. Elok suddenly felt that his worldview had collapsed.

　　 "This is much more expensive than pure volitional crystals."

　　 is really a poor undead.

　　 "Well, dear Miss Fasma the witch. I have one last question." Elok said helplessly.

"Say."

　　 "How can there be clues for divination here." Elok throws out his doubts.

　　 Yi Er walked towards the back room and said:

　　 "I heard that she used to be a witch who helped the poor in divination in Wilkshire."

　　 silently curled his lips, Elok took off his cloak. Hand it to Il who has walked into the back room and stretched out a hand.

　　 After another five long minutes. Elok saw Il come out of the back room, carrying a small umbrella in his left hand. Pressing the back of the corset with his right hand, he shouted:

　　 "Hurry up, help me."

　　 shrugged helplessly, Elok walked around behind Il, and tied the chest strap behind Il loosely like a shoelace.

　　 He really doesn't understand why women's clothes are so complicated.

　　 Is it to look good?

　　 This is really difficult. Where can I find my shorts? A good shirt.

　　Walking on the slightly noisy street, Elok fits in perfectly, surrounded by people in similar dresses, and Il looks out of place.

　　 is like a princess in the country.

　　 There are many curious eyes around.

　　 Approaching Il’s ear on the right, Elok asked:

　　 "Why don't we wear cloaks."

　　 This attracted Il’s surprised eyes. After turning his head and continuing to look at the road ahead, Il said blankly:

　　 "Because you wear a cloak, you will be caught at the police station."

　　 Elok cannot deny his sister's nonsensical explanation.

　　 It’s really strange to wear a cloak when it’s still hot during the day.

　　 But now the eyes of people around him looking at Il make him a little bit more unhappy.

　　 frowned. Keep up with Il's pace.

　　 She whispered:

　　 "It's almost here. At that time, we will first ask her if she has a spell for divination. See how to exchange it."

　　 "Huh? Don't you just start the fight?"

　　 Elok heard what Il said just now and thought he was going to fight directly, the crystal that was going to be precipitated.

　　 There was disbelief in his eyes, and Il looked at Elok and said in disgust:

"Elok, this is really rude. It's too reckless. Don't you know that she is an undead witch with extraordinary power. It is much better than us. Not to mention that she still has the skills of a witch, and the talent of the undead is not us. Can bear it. Why don't we communicate first?"

　　 Okay, I thought I would just start the fight.

　　 The extraordinary world shouldn’t just open up at once?

　　 Hum~ Watch me punch the sea of ​​mental power, step on the stars, break the **** world, and break this innocent sky.

　　 This is really a second in middle school.

　　 Aroused by his own thoughts, Elok giggled.

　　 This makes Il's face appear caring for the mentally retarded eyes again.

　　Ignoring Elok, she walked towards a dilapidated street. There are shack-like houses on the street, maybe it can’t be said that they are houses but shacks.

　　The road is littered with broken logs, falling palm leaves, and some messy garbage.

　　 looked at the slanted guide sign, which vaguely showed that the road ahead was ‘Zow Wilk Lane 15’.

　　 She turned her head, beckoned to Elok who was pretending to look out for the wind with her back facing him, and said helplessly:

　　 "Elok, go, here we are."

　　 Sister’s voice caught Elok’s attention. He turned his head and looked at Lane 15, Zuoweierke Street, and asked:

　　 "Go? Over there?"

　　 Yier nodded slightly.

　　 saw a few hurried workers passing by, wearing gray caps and naked torso.

　　 pointed to the street, and Il said softly:

　　 "It's on this street, but we have to ask for the way."

　　 Elok volunteered and patted his chest:

　　 "I'll come this time. What do you want? That undead?"

　　 Raised his foot and knocked Elok on the head hard, Il said, "Are you stupid? Ask the pharmacist if Heather is there."

　　 nodded again, Elok said:

　　 "No problem, wrap it on me."

　　 didn't care about his sister's hit, Elok strutting to lead the way.

　　 An old grandmother on the street caught his attention. She was wearing a thick gray sweater in the summer, and she couldn't open her eyes. Wrinkles huddled together on her face. He is busy knitting another sweater in his hands.

　　 Elok slowed down and looked back at Il, who was standing on the opposite street and pretending to be nothing. Then walked to the old woman and said softly:

"Hello there."

　　 Seeing that the old woman was silent, Elok said in a higher voice:

"Hello there."

　　 The movement of her hand did not stop, she raised her eyes and glanced at Elok, but UU reading www.uukahnshu.com did not say anything.

　　 Seeing this, Elok leaned over and asked bluntly:

　　 "Where does the pharmacist Heather live? Do you know her?"

　　 "Oh, boy. Please don't disturb my work. My wool handbag is worth 1 Kate. It will be finished in no time."

　　 Is that a handbag? I thought it was a sweater.

　　 Standing up straight with a helpless expression, Elok took out a shiny silver coin from his pocket.

　　 shook it in front of the old woman, and asked again:

　　 "Where does the pharmacist Heather live?"

　　 There was an excited but hoarse voice from her mouth:

　　 "Oh, young man, thank you so much."

　　 But she did not get the silver coin. I had no choice but to put down the work in his hand and pointed to the townhouse in front of him that looked a little more decent.

　　 "There, number 157."

　　 Then, she accurately caught the silver coin Elok gave her.

　　 "Thank you, young man."

　　 Then Elok snatched the wool handbag in his hand.

　　 Elok took a closer look, and sure enough, it was completed quickly.

　　 gently took down the upper needle and handed it to the old woman. In a puzzled look, he walked to Il.

　　 handed the trophy in his hand to Il, Elok said:

　　 "Look, I bought you a present."

　　 Holding an umbrella in one hand and an unfinished handbag in the other, Il frowned. But I thought this was a gift from Elok to himself. She still carried it in her hand. Said:

"How?"

　　 grinned, Elok replied:

　　 "It went well, it seems that Heather is very famous here. No. 157." He pointed to the townhouse in front.