In the mysterious woodland, there is an even more mysterious dilapidated Taoist temple.
Mr. Yi's yellow shadow that could not be seen through made Adolf feel unspeakable pressure every time.
"I would like to ask you for information about the three properties of stone." Adolf sat in front of Victor and stated his purpose straightforwardly.
At the last general meeting, Mr. Yi gave him a clue, but the clue was too vague, and Adolf hoped to get more information.
However, because his little thought was seen through by Mr. Yi, he seemed particularly nervous this time. Before Mr. Yi could answer, he hurriedly added: "If I can successfully obtain this secret message from the other party,
Then I promise you, Mr. Yi, I will cooperate with you to deal with that performer."
Victor was silent for a long time. He was analyzing the opponent's mentality. Adolf was obviously a little anxious. After all, he stayed in Fire Secret II for too long.
However, simply giving detailed information to Adolf made Victor feel that this information was too cheap.
So, he had other plans.
"So...you have found the whereabouts of the other party?"
"Not yet..." Adolf answered truthfully, "But I need some information, and I will definitely go to him."
"What you need is just the third secret transmission that the other party has studied?" Mr. Yi continued.
Adolf took a deep breath and nodded slowly: "There is nothing else to ask for."
Mr. Yi's faint laughter floated from under the yellow shadow: "Then, I want everything except this."
Everything besides that?
Adolf was confused by these words. He didn't know what Mr. Yi meant.
Mr. Yi did not explain in detail. The next sentence told him about the third secret of the nature of stone, that is, the ability and flaws of the precept keeper.
Adolf was immediately surprised. He did not expect that Mr. Yi was so aware of the Ring Keeper's abilities, and he also figured out the opponent's flaws.
This led Adolf to wonder whether Mr. Yi was the one who knew the properties of stones.
"You can use this to find traces of the other party."
"Why?"
"Depending on the ritual of understanding that the other party seeks to perform..."
"Rite of knowledge?"
Adolf was stunned. He listened carefully to the information Mr. Yi revealed next. He actually told the ritual of understanding the nature of stone, and the steps and methods were extremely detailed. In addition to the fact that they all belonged to the nature of stone,
Adolf didn't know anyone else who knew the core secrets of the temple so well.
He couldn't recover from the shock for a while. When he calmed down, Adolf realized the weight of this information, but unexpected panic emerged in his heart.
"Are you asking for... everything except Stone Secret III? What else is hidden in the other party?" He was eager to find out the upper limit of Mr. Yi's request.
But Victor refused to tell him the truth. In fact, Victor already had a plan in his mind, which was the relic on Sullivan's body - the delusion stump.
This thing can block other people's divination, and it would be perfect for Victor to use it to deal with the Valentan ancestral spirit in the Western Continent.
No one knows when the other party will wake up. Even if Moran said that the ancestral spirit was injured and could not make trouble for the time being, Victor felt unsafe.
As for whether there is anything else on Sullivan, I don't know. Anyway, Victor wants them all.
He didn't commit to what he wanted, he just wanted Adolf to make a promise. This was part of the deal and the price he had to pay.
As long as the deal is concluded, given Mr. Yi's status in Adolf's heart, the other party will never dare to go against Mr. Yi's will.
"What I said does not need to be explained again..."
The cold words were revealed in the yellow shadow, which made Adolf feel inexplicable pressure.
He pursed his lips and nodded in agreement: "Okay...I will dedicate everything on that seer except the secret message to you, including the body..."
The agreement was reached, Adolf quit the secret hotel, Victor also quit, and woke up from the bedroom of Xianxiang Mansion.
He slouched up and twisted his neck, recalling the information he had just exchanged with Adolf.
Victor didn't actually know when Sullivan fled to the east, but as an exposed criminal, his best choice was definitely to stay away from the big cities in the west with complete systems and industrialization, and flee to the east that could still be called law.
outside land.
It is not clear whether he escaped to Missouri. Maybe he is still in Kanada. Who knows...
Since Adolf took the initiative to hunt down Sullivan, Victor also gave him a favor, because he himself had no time to take care of Sullivan now, and there were more pressing matters waiting to be dealt with.
The silent ancestral spirit of Valentan, the mysterious Crimson King, the hidden performer, the escaped ringkeeper... none of these threats to Victor are as big as the severed hand of the obituary, at least for now.
Although the opponent's right hand was smashed, sooner or later he would learn to hold a pen with his left hand, and Victor could be killed suddenly at any time.
Victor must find the other party and kill him within a month or two.
The clue to find the other party lies in the birthplace of the living dead in Canada.
Later that day, Victor finally received a letter from the Department of Defense and Suppression, asking him to rush to the Recton train station the next day to prepare for departure to Ghana.
…
Back in Velen, after being chatted with by Adela that night, Abigail was melancholy all night. Until early the next morning, she didn't have time to get up to help Adela repair the flowers and plants. Instead, Abigail was
Della took the initiative to knock on her door and came over to comfort her again.
"Come with me, Stephen, I have something to show you..."
Adela was not busy taking care of the garden today, but took Abigail's hand and asked her to follow her to her bedroom.
The environment of that room was not as good as Stephen's room, and the lighting from the windows was much worse. It was obvious that this mother had left the best accommodation to her children.
There is a brown wood wardrobe with a sense of age next to the bed, and some signs of peeling can be seen on it.
Adela stood on tiptoes, trying to lift the heavy suitcase off the top of the wardrobe.
She was too old and obviously couldn't do it. Abigail was afraid that she would be injured, so she hurried over to help.
But she was also injured, and her physical strength was not much better than that of the old woman.
The two of them worked together and spent half their lives before placing the box smoothly on the ground.
Adela stared at the surface of the leather box, gently touched it with her hands, and wiped away the thin layer of gray.
Abigail could tell that this box should have been wiped frequently, otherwise there would be more gray layers.
Adela took out the key from the drawer and opened the tightly sealed suitcase. What caught Abigail's eyes was a neat and white wedding dress...
She was stunned, and the only thing left in her ears was the kind and kind voice of the old woman.
"This is the dress your father and I wore when we got married. He spent all his savings for a year to buy it for me. From that day on... I have been keeping it, using the tightest box and putting a few more
A neem fruit. If you get married and marry the girl you like but don’t have money to buy her a new wedding dress... then this is the gift prepared for you..."
