Lizard Keeping Diary

By Moen, fifth!

Shatz took the number he had drawn and sat tremblingly in the first row.

Before the city lord came over, Xia Ci quickly scanned the surrounding area, and everyone looked normal.Some were a little nervous, some were talking and laughing, and none of them could guess what he was thinking at the moment.Two musicians had already left, but no one seemed to respond.

Perhaps they are eager to do so and reduce competition, but they don't know that things are far more complicated than they imagined.

Those cautionary tales are true. There is no such thing as a free lunch, and of course there is no job that makes easy money.

Schatz's left hand has been pressing on the top fret, completely subconsciously, trying to find something to cling to.When he saw the figure of the city lord, his fingertips couldn't help sliding down two spaces, as if he had lost his strength.

If someone pays attention to him, he may easily misinterpret his expression as fear, nervousness and apprehension.In fact, he was just too excited.

When he was very young, his favorite things besides a broken recorder were free novels, usually borrowed from friends, and he didn't ask them where they got them.

Those are all popular knight-errant stories back then. The protagonist is a chivalrous man with a sense of justice, living a life of the lowest level, but living a more exciting life than the most powerful person in the world.

The interlocking traps and thrilling conspiracies are all resolved by wisdom and bravery.

Although Schatz has been walking on the easy road all these years, he yearns for adventure in his heart-a childish word he has not used since he was 15 years old, but now he is absolutely sure that tonight there will be a An adventure awaits him.

"Excellent performance." The occupant of the main seat stood up and threw a badge at the red-haired musician.

The city lord chose him.Shatz smiled, got up holding the lute, and bowed slightly.

After that, under the envious eyes of the musicians, Xia Ci left the other garden with the city lord.

"What's your name?"

Outside is a pond with fish and shrimps in it, and when the servants occasionally pass by, they will sprinkle grains and chaff into it.On the pond there is a bridge that arches down the waist.The city lord climbed up first, and led Shatz to the opposite side, entering the dark fruit forest.

Shatz was in an unfamiliar environment, and he couldn't see his fingers around him, so he immediately raised his guard like a squirrel.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Before Shatz could speak, the city lord remembered, "There is a description about you on the roster. Red hair and green eyes, you are Schatz Prang, right?" After replying, the city lord slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, and his solemn face instantly added a bit of kindness, "Why didn't I see you bring your pet here today?"

Shatz didn't expect this question, and was taken aback on the spot.

Has the city lord noticed that he usually brings lizards into the garden?

Obviously he always sits in the back row, so it should be difficult to be seen.

When he came back to his senses, Shatz showed sincerity and fear.

"I feared it would pollute your view... so I left it in the room, my lord."

The truth is that the lizard knocked two pieces of white snow crystals in the afternoon and fell asleep full of wine and food, but he couldn't bear to wake the lizard up.

The castellan snorted, "Your tone is the same as old Worcester. I guess you must have met. He always said that animals are dirty, and so are my pets. If he hadn't been a housekeeper here all his life, I sent him away long ago."

Hearing a key word, Schatz became curious, "Do you also have pets?"

"Yes. You will have a chance to meet him in the future, little musician."

Shatz didn't like being called a little musician, especially when he felt that when the city lord said that, there was an element of teasing in it.It made him feel like he wasn't being respected enough for his professionalism.He is a magic musician, one of the few in the country.

With a depressed mood, Shatz walked behind the city lord until the two of them passed through the fruit forest, and their vision took on a new look.

"Ah... this is..."

The house in front of them was neither short nor tall, and occupied a small piece of land. There were no supporting facilities nearby. There was only a branching path, which could point to the main area of ​​the house, or to the entrance of the fruit forest where they were located.

Schatz looked at the familiar sharp corner of the roof and realized that this was the building.

This cognition instantly led to a trance, and Shatz was on the verge of falling.

"Are you okay?" The city lord supported him.

Shatz barely stood still, realizing that he was so excited just now that he almost fainted.

Moen, the answer to the riddle is about to be revealed.Everything is close at hand!

Suppressing his turbulent heart, Shatz smiled weakly.

"It's nothing, my lord." He hugged the lute tightly, admonishing himself not to show expectations, maybe it's good to be confused, "I just don't understand...what did you bring me here for? It feels like this place...is a bit gloomy... "

The city lord stared fixedly at Xia Ci, stretched out his hand to brush the reddish-yellow locks of hair, his voice was full of gentleness and magnetism.

"Don't be afraid, little musician, I'm right by your side." After a pause, "Play "White Cormorant" for me."

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

Puzzling as this request was, Schatz complied.

Under the remote night sky, the pearl-like and transparent sound of the piano opens a quaint chapter, filling the light air with melody.

Schatz usually has no distractions when he plays, but the status quo does not allow him to be so focused.The mayor began to move.

He walked straight ahead, throwing Schatz down a lot, and Schatz could only keep up with small steps, and he didn't hear the order to stop, just walking and playing like this.

When he came to the closed gate, the city lord took out the key and entered the house, lit the lamp panel and walked in front.

This is a small two-story building.Small because the main building has five floors and a much larger footprint than that.

Unexpectedly, the furniture in the house was neat and tidy, arranged in an orderly manner, but lacked a bit of life.

"My lord, what is this place?"

There was a brief pause in his hand, and Shatz asked this question.

In fact, he has already guessed.This place is probably inhabited by a non-human creature, which constitutes the secret of the City Lord's Mansion.

As soon as he entered this house, he could feel the strong mysterious atmosphere of that day, which made his fingertips tremble, and he almost couldn't maintain the disguise.

When facing offensive things, he always subconsciously wants to use magic music to resist, although this is not the correct defensive weapon.

If he had faced a real magician, everything would have been nothing but resistance.

"My assets." Throwing a sentence that was almost perfunctory, the city lord suddenly turned around, "Actually, you don't have to work so hard, just find ways to make yourself appear as mediocre as others."

Schatz was stunned, "I don't quite understand what you mean, my lord."

"Don't understand? Really?" The voice of the lord was tinged with joy, as if he thought it was a word game, and he was sure to win, "Some things cannot be hidden, such as fire. You can carefully wrap it in brown paper It, but anyone who comes close can feel the heat. The little musician—” the tone suddenly dragged on, “I have also enjoyed the baptism of magic music. Even if you deliberately keep it, my ears will still tell me the truth."

I see.Those who have listened to magic music are indeed more likely to distinguish it from ordinary music.

However, Shatz was determined to pretend, so he blinked and said innocently:

"You know so much, I can't even understand you..."

Seeing Xia Ci performing like this, the city lord looked away, and although the smile didn't disappear, it became a little unclear.

The city lord did not stay where he was, and started to go down, followed the indoor steps to the door, and looked back at Shatz.

"When I was in the court of Mabia, I heard Countess Grace say that a magician deserves the praise of Moen himself. This proverb of true knowledge has won the support of those present. I think the silver dollar is not worthy of you. If If you are interested, I have a special gadget in my collection, you can come and have a look.”

Facing the invitation of the city lord, Xia Ci suddenly turned his head and blindly scanned the surrounding decorations.

In the whole house, apart from the loose and clear sound of the piano, coupled with the restrained breathing, there is no other sound.

Schatz looked around several times, made sure he didn't see anything, and walked down the steps.The basement behind the door is brightly lit, there is no darkness as imagined, and no scary atmosphere, which makes Schatz feel disappointed while relieved.

"What do you have in your collection?" he muttered. "I'd love to see it."

By this time, the music hadn't stopped.

"Keep it a secret for now, but you might like it."

In the bright basement, the display cabinet divides one square space after another.On the opposite side of the glass, there are all kinds of beautiful objects, just like a museum. No matter in quantity, appearance, or degree of protection, they are extremely shocking.

According to the label, at least half of the pieces here are genuine, and there is even one of the most famous oil paintings in the world.

No wonder the house is locked up.With so many treasures, how dare you spread them out?

While being deeply attracted by the scene in front of him, Xia Ge felt restless.

Someone seems to be walking behind.Ever since he entered the basement, those footsteps have been intermittent, intermittently ringing and disappearing.He looked back several times, but didn't see anyone.This weird experience made his hair stand on end, and he stopped playing involuntarily.Fortunately, the city lord was also intoxicated in the ocean of collections and did not express any objection to his actions.

"Ah, this is it."

The city lord took out a small iron plate and pressed it against the display case, and the display case opened automatically.

Schatz immediately showed a look of surprise.this!The mayor is a magician?But why didn't he feel the slightest...

"This is something imported from Yiren." Seeing his expression, the city lord explained, "It seems to be called a remote control or something."

I almost forgot that there is also the Yiren, a race that does not play cards according to common sense.They have a special power system called technology, which is different from Magic Music, and they don't seem to pay attention to telepathy.In that regard, Schatz suspects technology is easier to get started with.

There was a string of bells smaller than a fingernail in the display case. Schatz thought there was only one string, but the city lord took it out and proved that it could be divided into two pieces.Each piece includes three finely crafted silver rings, covered with silver-plated copper bells. The whole is luxurious and exquisite, beautiful yet small and cute. At first glance, it is the work of top craftsmen.

Schatz mentally estimated the price of the bell, then laughed to himself.

Don't be funny, how could he guess how expensive it is, even if it's a fake.

The city lord said frankly that the original bells were still buried in the tomb of an ancient princess, and these bells were imitations made by modern artisans. The bells are only in single digits in the world, and the price is not as outrageous as Shatz imagined, but only four thousand dollars you.

"Four thousand? Silver dollars?" Schatz asked uncertainly.

"Gold coins." The castellan confided, and handed the bell to Schatz.

Shatz looked at the beautiful bells, shook his head, but did not take them.

"This is a gift from me." The city lord insisted, "At least accept one."

Schatz sighed, "Splitting them, what a shame. No, I wouldn't consider doing that until they were in better care in my hands. You should keep them, as you have always done .”

Saying so grandly, Shatz laughed at himself.

In fact, one of the reasons why he rejected it was that items that were too expensive could not be exchanged for money.

In comparison, a box of silver dollars is a bargain.

How can the city owner understand this and give him the money directly?

Schatz pulled his hair, feeling distressed.

"Forget it..."

The city lord did not force Shatz to accept the gift, his face was calm, and the silver ring of the bell was tightly held in his hand.

"Maybe it's really inappropriate. But I'm curious if you can hear how unique the tone of these bells is?"

Before Shatz could respond, the city lord rang the bell.The sound of babbling is melodious and clear.But...but that is clearly not the tone of a bell.Schatz shook his head and tried to back away, but it was too late and he couldn't move his whole body.