Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 100: Fat Old Man Hurian

The alleys are curved and dark, and the houses on either side of the alley are not the walls or the houses that are not revealed by the candlelight. Compared with the buzz of the outsiders, it is like the silence of the cemetery...

Looking up at the sky, Claude found that the houses on both sides of the alley named Huashi Lane were mostly two-story stone-wood buildings. The eaves protruded a lot, and the space above this one was only half a meter wide. A gap, so the clearing of the silver moon can not bring much light to this alley...

Claude can only groped forward with a low foot. He can't see the ground, but he can also use the faint moonlight to distinguish the scene in the alley.

There was no shadow in the alley, and the muddy ground left a lot of water marks and wheels left in the mud.

It didn't rain during this time, and the mud on the ground in this alley can only explain a problem. There is no sewage draining pipe in this place. The residents can only pour the discarded domestic water to the outside...

Claude felt that the alley was very long. He estimated that he had been away for ten minutes, but still could not find any candlelit house. The alleys were black and white. Although they could see the general facade, Claude couldn't be sure which one was the underground magic market he was looking for in Bailu Town.

Maybe I should come during the day... Claude smiled and shook his head, listening to it, and sure no one was following. It is necessary to maintain vigilance in the slums, such as dark and unmanned alleys. Otherwise, where do you get a black shadow? You are just trying to rob a few copper plates on your body, so that you will die if you die...

Fortunately, Claude is now extremely sensitive to hearing. If someone ambushes in this black alley, he can definitely hear the other person's breathing and heartbeat within ten meters. However, Claude seems to be worried about white, this black alley can not even find a ghost.

After another four or five minutes, Claude found that the alley turned a big turn to the right, and some vocals and candlelights came from the front.

Claude’s spirit was shaken, and he strode forward and turned forward. He couldn’t help but see some of the sights in front of him: this place seems to have come by, but some can’t think of it for a while.

In front is the intersection of four lanes, just like the intersection of the cross street, the four lanes meet in front to form a small intersection, there is an old mulberry tree in the open space, and a large wooden board is used to build a large Canopy.

There are two carp skin lanterns hanging under the canopy, and there is a nightingale stall under the lantern. The vocals that Claude had just heard came from there, and four or five people sat around on a table over there and shouted loudly. There was an oil lamp on the table, and the stove at the night stand was red and bright, and the smell of sea bream and rye was floating in the wind...

Crowder walked to the open space at the crossroads and thought about it while walking. This place is familiar. When did I come here?

As Claude approached, the voice of the old mulberry tree in the canopy was also small, and soon no one made a sound. Only the burning sound of the stove under the stove was there, and occasionally there was another The glare of Mars.

Claude can feel that everyone in the nightingale's eyes are focused on themselves, with a look of alertness and vigilance.

No way, who told him to wear a black burqa and covered with a gray linen, can not see the face and can not see the figure. The mysterious figure dressed up suddenly appeared in a dark alley, and anyone who saw it would be more alert.

Who knows if this masked person will pull out a knife to rob a night shack, and it is not uncommon to have such a thing here. Or someone hired this hooded guy to start with whom...

Claude ignored the few people who paid attention to himself in the nightingale stall. He went to the crossroads and looked at the canopy and the old mulberry tree. He suddenly remembered what it was. Eriksson brought himself here, not from the old stone road leading to the street, but from another lane. There was nothing under the old mulberry tree during the day, and there was a nightingale stall at night, and I couldn’t recognize it for a while.

Eriksson brought himself not to visit the alley, but to buy the maltose he likes most. By the way, this is the chubby boss who is said to have come back from the king to open a grocery store. What is it called? Hu, Julian? Seems to call this name? He has a handcraft of maltose. Eriksson said that after he went to Wangdu, he could not buy maltose in Bailu Town. Fortunately, this fat old man fell back and thought about coming back...

So here is the grocery store opened by the fat old man of Marian who made maltose?

Crowder turned his head and looked to the right. He remembered that the fat old man’s grocery shop was opposite the old mulberry tree. He also went alone to buy maltose for his brother and sister, but that was afternoon, and there were still these alleys. Many people walked around and didn't pay attention to anything else. They just bought maltose and left.

Sure enough, Claude saw the facade of the familiar grocery store, but the door was still open, although there was no candle in the room, but there was a lit fish-tank under the eaves of the door, the white candle The fire illuminates a line of white letters printed on the wooden wall behind the lantern.

Claude stared at it, but it was the word number one on the stone road.

It turned out that the underground magic market opened in Bailu Town, the underground acquisition point is here, this grocery store is. Think of what Eriksson said, the fat old man, Hurian, who came back to the town last year to open the grocery store, and Mrs. Maria said that the underground acquisition point in Bailu Town was only about a year old, and everything was right. I didn't expect this fat old man named Hurian to be a magician. Just don't know if he is registered or in the wild...

Claude went to the grocery store and went to the door. He deliberately muttered and knocked on the open wooden door: "Someone?"

There was no one in the house, but there was a response from behind him: "Hey, hey, is there anything?"

A chubby figure emerged from the canopy, dare to love this Hurian fat old man who was also drinking there.

The fat old man in Claude’s memory is a good-tempered man with a smile on his face. He came over with Eriksson once and then came over again. He saw a group of children around the fat old man. Listen to him telling the story of Wang Du. Later, after buying maltose, I saw that the fat old man gave the broken pieces of maltose to the pouting children around him.

However, at this time, the fat old man, Julian, was a look of alert, staring at Claude: "What are you doing?"

"I heard that you have special materials for sale here?" Claude replied indulging, and he regretted it. He did not ask Mrs. Maria May to understand why there was no sign in the underground acquisition point. What is the right password, it also means that what you want to buy is that the magic material is not to buy maltose...

Hurian’s fat old man didn’t answer, but he walked into the house. “Kayu” ignited an oil lamp with a meteorite, and then turned the oil lamp on: “Come in.”

Claude entered the house.

Julian looked at Claude and asked, "What do you want to buy?"

Crowder looked at the shelves in the room and shook his head. He didn’t come to buy these groceries: "Special things like magic crystal..."

Julian laughed and said: "Magic Crystal, do you think that a grocery store like me will have it? Or do you put a spell on me to see it first..."

Claude screamed: "Here?"

"Where do you want to be?" Julian replied ridiculously.

Put a spell... What spell should you put? Crowder was nervously thinking about it. He didn't expect to have a spell to prove his identity as a mage. His seven basic spells couldn't be put, and the eight spells that Mrs. Maria had taught herself could be. And underwater breathing is not necessary, and others can't see it. The Pearl of Light does not work, the movement is too big, and you have to put a bright pearl out. This is a big guarantee that the residents nearby will come out to see God...

The air shield is not good either. It may be obvious that it is cast out under the light of the lights. Several people sitting under the canopy are staring at themselves. If you see such a cover on your body, you will probably scream with a fuss.

Condensation requires water, and Claude looks at the counter with no water cups on it. Concentrated water is not enough, this spell consumes a lot of magic. I have to keep my magic in case something else happens. For example, the old man in front of him smiles and wants to eat black and black... Oh, I am not black...

That's right, this line. Crowder extended his right hand and placed it next to the oil lamp. He snapped a finger and a small flame suddenly appeared on the index finger. He burned by the oil lamp, but the index finger did not change.

Fortunately, the magic book is put on the body, and you can use the magic power to input the igniting magic character array structure on the page of the rune paper, you can immediately cast this spell. Masters who don't know the existence of magic books can't really tell if this is their own basic spell. Claude thought very proudly.

The fat old man looked at the small flame on Claude's finger and waved his hand. The little flame was gone, leaving an index finger to poke next to the oil lamp.

"Follow me." The fat old man turned and walked in, "click", he opened a small door leading to the inside: "Go in."

It’s so dark inside... Claude thought that this fat old man didn’t come with a light. Only then can he only be vigilant and wait and see.

When he entered the room, he couldn't see his fingers. Claude was about to ask questions, but he heard a "click" and the door was closed again. This time, even the light of the oil lamps that had just been revealed outside was gone.

However, the inside is soon a white light.

Claude squinted his eyes so that he could get familiar with the white light as soon as possible. Behind this fat old man, even if he didn't call, he put a bright pearl. From the brightness point of view, the bright pearl of the dead old man is more dazzling than Mrs. Maria.

Soon Claude's eyes adapted to this brightness, and he found that the room on which he stood was completely enclosed in stone structure, without a window, and the small door he came in. The roof is arched and is also a large piece of stone. The top of the four corners has a large fist hole, which seems to be used as a vent.

The room was very empty, and only a black, heavy wooden lattice frame was placed on three sides of the wall. The wooden lattice frame looked familiar. Claude carefully looked at it, huh, huh, isn't this a wooden lattice rack in the store of Wakuri that sells fishing gear and boat supplies? It seems that Wakuri said that it is true that he is going to pack those sundries and sell them to the fat old man of Hrian. Even the three rows of wooden lattice racks are packed.

The debris placed on the wooden lattice frame is certainly not the waste that Wakuri did not want. Claude cast a look of exploration, and after a while with Mrs. Maria, he already knew that using magical exploration to identify magical items was more convenient and more reliable than using mental power. A basic spell of Claude is the eye of exploration, an evolutionary version of exploration, used to view magic items on wooden shelves to ensure that there are no omissions.

In a flash, the colorful lights on the three wooden lattices almost flashed Claude’s eyes, all magical items, all with magical light...

"How did you know what I was here?" Claude heard the faint old man behind him asking questions.