Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 889 The Bond of the Eternal (2)

It seems that brass is used as the backbone of the scroll. When Song Dae saw the scroll for the first time, he couldn't look away.

Song Da subconsciously reached out to take the scroll book out of the table, but Song Er quickly grabbed Song Da's wrist at this time, "Ada, wait, there is a mechanism!"

Song Dameng gave a jolt, knowing that Song Er's hobby was to delve into some strange and ingenious things, so he nodded immediately and moved away.

I saw Song Er slowly turning around the table a few times at this time, and then looked around.Suddenly, Song Er took a gorgeous dagger from among those treasures.

He walked up to the table, drew out the dagger, carefully inserted the blade into the scroll book, and explained: "This should be a gravity mechanism, and the scroll book presses the switch of the mechanism. Then the switch will pop out, and I don’t know what trap will come next... that’s it.”

Song Er held down the dagger at this time, and then quickly picked up the scroll.After taking away the scroll, Song Er didn't move, but listened more carefully for a few seconds before slowly letting out a breath.

He pointed to a wooden box not far away that should be used to store jewelry, Song San understood and quickly took it.Song Er put the box back where the scroll book was before pulling out the dagger.

"Okay, it's all right." Song Er sighed at this time, and said: "Fortunately, this mechanism is from ancient times. If it is modern technology, it is not a neutral mechanism, but a buoyancy mechanism. If the weights are not the same Otherwise, it will still violate the authority.”

Song Da gave a thumbs up, just brought the scroll book over, and looked at it carefully,

Soon, Song Dabian frowned and said, "Why can't this thing be opened?"

However, there was nothing like a lock at the opening of the scroll book. However, with Song's great strength, he couldn't open a scroll, "This thing is evil! What is written on it?"

Song Er took it over and took a look. There was a line of text written on the surface of the scroll, "This seems to be Arabic. I learned some... Gu... Quran from Mr. Blind?"

"Gu Lan?" Song Day was taken aback, "Is this a person's name?"

Song Er glanced at Song Da, then frowned and said, "I'm afraid it's the Koran, it belongs to the imams... Oh, it's like saying that the Tripitaka has the same meaning to our former abbot!"

"You can just say it's the imam's law code..." Song Da also gave a blank look, and then asked in puzzlement, "Why are these blood-sucking monsters hiding this thing under the castle?"

Song Sandao: "I don't know where it was looted from. Look at the treasures here. There are all kinds of things. I'm afraid the owner of the castle got it by robbing everywhere?"

Song Dayi copied Song's second-hand scroll book, "This thing is a bit evil. When I read it just now, I felt that my thoughts were not my own. I think it's better for us not to touch... the wealth here, Enough for us to be rich and noble for several lifetimes, contentment and happiness!"

"Wait, I have an idea." Song Er snatched it over, and then said seriously: "Maybe the blind man has a way to open it. I just study the art of mechanism, but that guy is a magic stick, he still has the ability Magic stick, maybe he will be interested... Ada, no matter how much we practice, practice and practice, we will never get started..."

Song San hesitated: "Second brother, what do you mean..."

Song Erdao: "Brothers, why do you stay with Master Song all the time? Is it just because he is willing to make offerings to us? There are so many people who are willing to make offerings to us. As long as brothers are willing to show their hands, how many wealthy people in the country are willing to make offerings as well?" Us? But we want to stay in this foreign country? Yes, that's right, a large part of the reason is that Master Song did save us in the past."

Song Er looked at Song Da's frowning, and said hastily: "Ada, I know that we have received favors and fruits for thousands of years, and we Buddhist disciples also pay attention to the law of karma. But think about it, after so many years, we have also saved Have you passed Mr. Song many times? Think about who brought Mr. Song back from hundreds of mercenaries in Cuba last time? It was us! Also last time in Malacca, and to South Africa That time! Which time did the brothers not risk their lives? Let’s not talk about it, let’s talk about it this time, didn’t the brothers also risk their lives?”

Song Da remained silent.

Song Er then said: "You and I understand in our hearts that the kindness we should pay back these years has actually been paid off long ago. Isn't it because of the blind man that we keep it all the time? He is the one we are looking for to enter the Tao! Isn't the reason we stay here so that we can learn from the blind man... the power of a monk who is more superb than martial arts? If the blind man likes this, it may be our real stepping stone."

Song Da still hesitated.

Song Er threw out the last straw: "Do you only wish to live a rich life, or to practice longevity?"

"Ma Dan... it's done!" Song Dayi patted his head and made up his mind: "Take this thing back to the blind man and see what he says!"

"Brothers, come and have a look, there seems to be another door!" Song San called out hastily at this moment.

It was a small door hidden in the corner of the treasure room, blocked by a huge wooden carving in front of it, and it was only revealed after Song San pushed it open.

Song Er hurriedly went over to do some research, and finally found the opening mechanism, but it was not a hidden secret room or the like, but a long passage.

Song Er's eyes brightened at this time and he said: "This is the treasure room. Generally speaking, there must be a way to leave the place where the treasure is placed... This is the way to retreat! Brothers are saved now!"

"Then... what about these treasures? There are so many, we can't take them away?"

"Stupid! If we can't die, if we can't die, we will call Master Song to call hundreds of people, and we won't trust rockets and bombs, and we won't be able to push these monsters down! At that time Let's share the treasure!"

"Right!"

The brothers carried the ancient scroll book, and then closed the door of the treasure house again, and then groped into the newly discovered passage.

……

Sitasir decided to leave this place.

Businessmen shouldn't be involved in everything—although many businessmen will do whatever it takes to get a [-]% profit, regardless of all risks.

Hitasir himself would take some risks from time to time—but what was in front of him was no longer a risk!
Have you ever seen a fourth-generation vampire killed directly?Hitasir has seen it. A long time ago, when the Thirteen Clans teamed up to eliminate a traitor, he even picked up on the battlefield that time and got some advantages, but the extermination troops of the Thirteen Clans also suffered heavy casualties.

Those are four generations of vampires, not the dregs who hang out on university campuses and fall in love with women and then have various bitter loves, and then meet to see the dawn.

He saw with his own eyes that his ancestors were immobilized by a single sentence, then stripped of their strength by a single sentence, and finally returned to their original state by a single sentence.

As the origin of the bloodline of the Fernandez family, Hitasir could feel the disappearance of Viscount Fernandez—how dare he stay in the manor under such circumstances?

Sitasir felt that he had lost all his money in this business—Tu Shenyi, no, Karen knocked out a clay figurine of himself, the True Blood Project declared a failure, and the most secret power of the Fernandez family, Viscount Fernandez was deposed.

But before retreating, Hitasir found a place.

This was a thought that Viscount Fernandez turned into with his last strength before turning back into a mummy.Because of the blood relationship, Hitasir was able to hear the last voice of the ancestor.

Another secret hidden by the Fernandez family.

The long staircase spiraling down... When Shitasir came here, what he saw was a huge wooden door.

Naturally, the wooden door couldn't stop Hitasir, and he easily pushed it open. The place he saw was full of all kinds of wealth.From Shitasir's eyes, it is natural to see that the gold and silver here are useless.

On the contrary, some of the gemstones placed here contain weak power, but they are not really good things... Shitasir frowned, what's the use of this old ancestor keeping such a treasure for himself?

Vampires are short of money?

Shitasir frowned, walked in, observed carefully, but found the middle table——on the table, there was an exquisite jewelry box at this moment.

Hitasir opened the jewelry box and told him intuitively that the last thing the ancestor wanted him to take away should be the things on the table.

"Earrings?" Hitasir frowned, and picked up a pair of pearl earrings in the jewelry box.

This pearl is quite big, the key is... Shitasir didn't see anything special about it.

"There must be some hidden secret that I don't know." Sitaseer frowned, otherwise Viscount Fernandez wouldn't have asked himself to take such a thing in the end.

Hitasir took a deep breath, thought for a while, and put the earrings on his ears, planning to study them slowly after returning home.

Hitasir turned around and left in an enclave... The money here didn't attract him at all.

And if you stay in this place for one second longer, the danger will increase by one point...God knows if he will survive the next time he meets Luo Qiu?

"Next time... the next time I see you again, I will definitely get you...cute."

Sitasir showed an evil smile, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

……

……

A little staggering, the strength of the fourth generation of Viscount Fernandez was too much for her to bear, so she had to hold on to the wall to barely move around.

At this time, she should be called Kallen.

Her head full of white hair swayed as she staggered as she walked. She was like a patient recovering from a serious illness. Although the injury was serious, the self-healing ability of the vampire has been accelerating the recovery of the body.

But she tripped over something and jumped forward all of a sudden.Kallen fell to the ground, and something fell out of her body. It was a coin.

1 Mark coin.

Karen raised her head, wanting to reach out to pick up the coin... Her hand was right in front of her eyes, still some distance away from the coin, but at this moment, there was a flash of light in front of her eyes.

……

Heavy snow, the sound of bells ringing everywhere in the street, this is actually the sound of Christmas carols, Christmas Eve, 1990 on the streets of Berlin, Germany.

People rush to go home to accompany their loved ones, or to meet their lovers. They all have places they want to go, and they are looking forward to and anxious about it.

Ding ding ding... ding.

Different from the sound of the bell in the music, a coin fell to the ground, then rolled, and was about to roll into the sewer of the street.

But in the end the coin was blocked by a pair of boots—or, as it rolled, it hit the boots of a pedestrian.

At this time, a messy young man walked over quickly. The young man's eyes were always looking at the ground... He seems to be the owner of this coin.

When he found that the coin was safe and sound before falling into the drain, he said happily: "Oh, thank some gods, this is my last property."

As he spoke, the young man bent down and picked up the coin.

Only then did the young man notice that the one who blocked the coin that was about to fall into the sewer for him was a lady, and she was also a beautiful lady.

The young man smiled and muttered: "It seems that I am not without luck."

"Are you unlucky?" The lady asked suddenly, speaking in Huaguo's language, with barely audible accent.

But this lady is blond and blue-eyed, and she looks like a foreigner at first glance.

The young man asked curiously, "You can speak Chinese?"

The lady nodded casually, and the hat she was wearing was already covered with a layer of snow and frost.With her hands in the pockets of her coat, her face was a little pale, as if she had been frozen out.

"Have you not told me that you are unlucky?" asked the lady again.

The young man shrugged his shoulders, then rubbed his palms that were stiff from freezing, and said casually: "I just gambled with someone else, and I lost all my money, and only this 1-Mark coin is left. I don't even know how it came to me."

The lady said indifferently: "Is it unlucky to lose in gambling? There are many unlucky people in the world."

The young man said at this time: "What if we are betting on luck? Pure luck, even I used some skills, but the result is still unable to win?"

"Oh?" The lady looked sideways slightly, as if she had discovered something interesting, she suddenly glanced at the young man's hands.

The fingers were slender, but she could tell that the ten fingers of these hands were stronger than ordinary people, and they must be very flexible.

At this time, the young man laughed at himself and said: "I have never lost before, but this time I lost completely, and I lost to a person who doesn't know how to gamble... I lost to his luck, which seems to be a gift from the goddess of luck." .”

"Are you good at gambling?" the lady asked indifferently.

The young man smiled confidently at this time, picked up the 1 mark coin between his fingers, and raised it up, "Believe it or not, I can use it to buy that building within one night?"

He pointed at a building across the road with the finger with the coin in it.

(End of this chapter)