The dusk sun is shining, and the number of pedestrians on the street is gradually increasing. The students and teachers of the religious school have taken a break. The fishmongers who kill fish and shrimps by the river usher in the last wave of market sales of the day. There are cargo ships arriving on the river bank, but they have not docked.
, anchored on one side of the river channel, and guided by a small boat, the crew of the cargo ship was brought to the shore to rest for the night and prepare for tomorrow's trip.
There is a large port downstream, and there is a shipyard not far from the port. The Fuxing airship is parked in the shipyard for repairs. There are no skilled workers here who specialize in repairing airships, and they can only do some simple maintenance work. This is already
enough.
Eva was being treated in the hospital, but the doctor said she was not optimistic and that the outcome would be left to fate.
Garland said goodbye to them as soon as the airship landed. He has his own journey and will leave soon. It may be today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. In short, it will not take long.
Humea was a little reluctant to let go of him, and so was he, but he acted very decisively, and was a little concerned about Humea's identity. The identity of a woman in the Rondulon Carson Church is equivalent to a prostitute in the eyes of most normal people.
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Xiumiya didn't show too much sadness, she was already used to all this. Swift Eagle rushed back to the Eagle Land Oasis, while Dallas stayed behind to treat his injuries, and everyone else made their own arrangements.
Bing Zhixie had just come out of the department after checking the injuries. He saw Solatum. He had also just finished checking. He came over with a smile and said, "In this narrow escape, most of us are safe."
"It's a pity that some people did not come back safely."
"Haifeng has his own destiny. If you don't believe in gods, he doesn't believe much either, but fate is destined for everyone."
Bing Zhixie sat down on a chair in the hospital corridor: "You're not seriously injured."
"I'm fine. Syrio's eyes are burned, and so am I, but it's not serious."
"It's hard to say for Shakhan and Garland, but it shouldn't be a big deal."
"The danger is still the same as the one in the Sand Temple." Solatum sat down across from him, suddenly leaned forward and asked, "Do you still have the things from the temple with you?"
"exist."
Solatum warned: "Don't put it in the World Bank, it is not an absolutely safe place."
"You care about those treasures."
"No one cares." He said to Bing Zhixie: "I have been trying to remember during this period, trying to find the clues of those things in my memory."
"So what did you discover?"
Solatum raised his body, waited for the two passing patients to pass by, and said to him: "Let's change places. This is not the right place to talk about these things."
Arriving at an unoccupied balcony of the hospital, Solatum glanced down at the hospital, then looked back at the corridor leading to the balcony, and said to Bing Zhixie: "While thinking about it, I vaguely remembered something.
, but I didn’t catch it. If possible, I would like to read those things again, which should be able to trigger the key to memory in my brain again.”
Bing Zhixie looked at him.
"You don't trust me?" He gathered his robes and took a long breath: "Forget it if you don't trust me." He said as if he was about to leave.
Bing Zhixie said to him: "Just take a look and see if you can believe it or not?"
Solatum smiled and turned back: "Yes, just take a look. It's best if I can hold it in my hand and take a closer look. I'm here. With your strength, you won't be worried, right?"
Bing Zhixie looked into his eyes and asked, "Which one do you want to see?"
"Let's take a look at them all. I don't know which treasure this flash of inspiration came from in my memory. It's not wrong to take a look at them all."
As Bing Zhixie took out the things, he said to him: "These things are not yours, so what's the point of looking at them?"
"There is something about sacred treasures that makes people unintentionally obsessed with them, just like an artist who always lingers over the paintings of celebrities in the gallery, and his infatuation is hard to change."
Bingzhi smiled evilly: "What you said makes sense." She handed the treasures to him one by one.
For the third item, Bing Zhixie took out the cloud-blue magic big-brimmed hat and handed it to him. Solatum's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to control his calm emotions and reached out to grab it like he did with the previous two items.
Just when he was about to touch the hat, Bing Zhixie suddenly retracted his hand. He was about to jump up anxiously. He restrained his emotions and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Whoa~!" Bing Zhixie frowned and looked at the treasure in his hand: "It's just a hat, what's so great about it? It doesn't look like anything special, it's just that the material is better. Hey, it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not, just take it as a hat.
It's a souvenir taken from the temple. I'll keep it with me for a while. If I really don't know what the use is, I'll sell it to the auction." He then took back the space.
Solatum was really anxious now: "No, please wait a moment and let me take another look. The inspiration that flashed in my mind seems to be related to this hat."
Seeing his eager expression, Bing Zhixie smiled slightly: "Dajiao, do you know the secret of this hat? Why don't you just tell me?"
Solatum was stunned for a moment, then calmed down his expression and pretended to be cold: "What did you say? I don't know what you said?"
Bing Zhixie waved her finger: "You know? Your acting skills are terrible. Not to mention the me now, the me before. Only that time on the airship, when you saw me taking out my hat, you breathed
The change in time, I knew you had a secret to hide. Although your expression was normal in every move just now, your breathing still paused briefly." He took out the magic hat again and held it in his hand: "This hat
, you must know its secret."
Solatum's expression darkened, but he immediately put on a gentle smile: "I do know the secret of a certain hat. I need to confirm whether it is this one. Give it to me and let me identify it carefully.
, I will definitely tell you his secret when it is confirmed."
Bing Zhixie remained unmoved.
Thoratum added: "If you are worried that I will suddenly take away the treasure, you can use magic to trap me here. With your ability, I am imprisoned by magic again. You don't have to worry, right?"
Bing Zhixie thought for a moment and said, "It sounds like a good idea. Are you sure you will tell me its secret?"
"Of course. As long as it is, I will definitely say, in the name of God, I promise you."
Bing Zhixie slowly handed over the hat while casting magic. Solatum showed an imperceptible smile and stretched out his hand to take it. At this moment, Bing Zhixie suddenly took the hat back.
Thoratum became angry and yelled: "What are you doing? You...why did you take it back?"
Bingzhi smiled evilly and said, "I think it's better to forget it. I can't trust you, so I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute..." Solatum caught up with him eagerly and said, "I don't want to know the secret of the hat right away?"
"You say it now, I'm listening."
"..." Solatum gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Bing Zhixie held the hat in her hand and glanced at him: "Speaking of which, I haven't worn this hat seriously since I took it out. Well, let's try to see if it fits." He put the hat on his head as he spoke.
Pay attention to the change in Solatum's expression.
Solatum watched his every move, his brows twitching constantly, trying his best to suppress the emotions in his heart.
Bing Zhixie adjusted the hat: "There is no response, and the size is not very suitable. Why not find a tailor to cut it?" His mind changed, and he said: "Master, I am wondering why you must hold the hat in your hand.
Inside? Just by looking at it, you can’t tell if it’s the hat that had a flash of inspiration in your memory? Or should this hat be worn on your head?”
"Hmph~! Celeste, if you believe me, give me the things to identify, otherwise I won't say anything."
Bingzhi smiled evilly and said, "You can't take the things away even if I give them to you, but you still insist on doing this. What is this?"
Solatum stopped talking.
Bing Zhixie said: "What I can think of is that you can take away the secret in this hat, and the hat is just a carrier. When you get its secret, you can make up a story and tell it to me, and I will only have nothing left.
The hat you used is leathered. Is that so, Mr. Dajiao?"
Solatum's face had become extremely ugly, and after a while he said: "It seems like this, you won't give me the hat. Hum, okay, I tell you, yes. But I won't tell
How did you get the secret in the hat? Goodbye." Since he could no longer get it, he no longer lingered, opened the balcony door and left.
Bing Zhixie leaned against the balcony guardrail, looked at his back, and said loudly: "Solatum Grand Sect, why can't you treat me honestly? What kind of selfish and conservative mentality makes you like this? Religious.
Missionaries shouldn't have such a mentality as you. Where is the trust between people? Or maybe you don't believe in any religion at all."
Thoratum ignored him and continued walking forward.
Bing Zhixie said: "From your impatience, I know the secret inside will definitely be discovered. In this case, why don't you tell me honestly and make the situation so tense?" He paused and said again.
: "Tell me, if I use my pure mental power to look deep into the hat, will I find anything?"
Thoratum stopped.
"Oh, it seems I was right."
Solatum strode back and said angrily: "What on earth are you going to say?"
Bingzhi smiled evilly: "I'm waiting for you to say something to me."
Thoratum stared at him angrily. After a while, he calmed down and said, "I have a condition."
"you say."
"I want to follow my faith."
Bing Zhixie nodded and said: "It is a good choice to settle for the next best thing."
"You agreed?"
"No, I can lend it to you, but you have to pay it back. I have the final say when you pay it back."
Thoratum refused: "No, you have to give it to me."
Bing Zhixie said: "Every move you make tells me that the benefits you can exchange for your chips are getting lower and lower, so don't miss it."
Thoratum thought for a moment and said, "You can borrow it, but it will belong to me within ten years."
"Five years."
"good."
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(I had insomnia for five consecutive days, and then resumed normal updates.)