Chapter 165

At the end of the tunnel is a stone gate.

On the stone door, there is also a pair of strange monster sculptures.

These are two creatures like strange birds. The feathers and feather roots on their heads rise to form the shape of a crown.

Seeing someone coming, the pupils the size of longan emitted light, and the whole stone carving moved immediately.

"This is the erstik bird, the bird of wealth, the mysterious creature in the rumor. It is said that it has the ability to quickly identify and estimate property..." the old witch stepped aside and motioned Sulu to come forward: "to enter the high-end fair, you must show the items that satisfy it, and it will open the door for you."

"What a greedy bird..."

Su Lu's heart was tucking away, and his face did not make complaints about it.

Of course, with his face covered now, no one can see his real expression.

"Then... This!"

After thinking for a while, he simply handed over a stack of silver dollar bills.

"Didi!"

The eyes of the two stone statues of the erstik birds emitted fluorescence, and like a scanning lamp, they swept through the thick stack of notes in his hands, and suddenly opened their mouths and made a pleasant song.

Boom!

In the clear singing of birds, the stone gate slowly opens and shows the space inside.

"Please go in, and then I won't accompany you."

The old witch bowed to each other.

"What a... Strange bird!"

Sulu sighed and walked into the stone gate.

The standard of value is not easy to measure.

If it is based on simple mysterious content or precious metals, it's OK to say, but what I give is paper money! Pure national credit guarantee.

I don't know how the two stone birds determine their value.

"Either... There are experts who hide and manipulate in the dark, or it is the power of pure mysticism... The latter is more terrible!"

Sulu walked into the space behind the stone gate and found that it was a square surrounded by different stone gates.

In the middle of the square, there is a circle of sofas. People in twos and threes gather. All of them hide their heads and show their tails. It seems that a mysterious salon is going on.

Sulu didn't sit down immediately, but looked around curiously.

It seems that it is also a part of the ruins, perhaps the storehouse of its former owner.

"It's a beautiful design, isn't it?"

Just as he copied some patterns on the stone wall, a female voice came over.

Sulu turned his head and saw a figure in a red cloak.

Although the voice is female, who is really inside is a fog.

"Yes, it's full of witchcraft style. I think it should come from a [wizard]!"

Sulu shrugged his shoulders and answered indifferently.

"Indeed... [wizard] profession is different from [witch]!" Said the girl under the red cloak.

[witch] is a career that only women can take office, while [wizard] is more balanced.

Sulu chatted with her again and found that the other party should be a caster with rich knowledge.

When! When!

Just as the woman in the red cloak wanted to communicate more, a bell rang from the middle of the square.

"The deal has begun. Let's go!"

The female voice under the cloak issued an invitation.

"OK!"

When Sulu saw the figures in twos and threes coming to the center, he naturally followed and chose a long sofa to sit down.

Just then, the red cloak was sitting beside him without any suspicion. The smell of a rich perfume came to us.

"Everybody!"

When everyone was seated, an old man wearing a silver mask came to the center and spoke: "the dawn of the gods... Is our luck. Today we drink wine together and exchange whether we have or not, hoping that in the future, we can open up the road of legend together!"

The man's voice was not loud, but it seemed to be told in everyone's ear that there was an inexplicable force field around him.

Sulu was shocked to see that the other party should be a master professional of level 4.

At least more than 30 people were present, each of them at least second-order or above.

It can be said that the elite of the opposition extraordinary people in Charles City may be here.

"No... maybe the 11th Federal Bureau and the church are involved in this extraordinary transaction!"

At last, a magic wand made of oak appeared on the hand of the masked old man, gently.

Boom!

In the center of the salon, a stone platform rises slowly. Above it is a black balance with a vertical eye in the middle.

"Is that... 'just Libra'?"

At this time, Sulu heard the cloak woman nearby murmuring in a low voice.

"Just Libra?"

He asked curiously.

"In the myth of the new world... The aboriginal gods weigh the souls of believers with scales to determine their piety, good and evil. That's the origin of the original artifact balance... And although this just Libra is far from being as great as that, it is also a rare mysterious object. It can measure the value of items on both sides, and there are few mistakes."

The cloak girl looked at Sulu and seemed to understand that he was a newcomer, explaining for him.

"So it is!"

Sulu nodded and knew that the balance might be the source of the identification ability of the sculpture on the door.

Moreover, it is also the basis for the establishment of this trade fair, which can identify fake and shoddy products.

However, the value evaluation in everyone's eyes may not be equal to the balance.

What it maintains is a generally fair environment.

"Well... According to the rules, the guests in the direction of Aries speak first and sort clockwise. Is there no problem?"

The masked old man looked around, nodded and returned to his seat.

On the right side of Sulu, at a distance of five or six people, a bloated man in black stood up and came to the stone platform in the middle. He took out a box from under his cloak. After opening it, there was a strange purple flower the size of a bowl: "a magical material - a perilla orchid, change it for a medicine that helps mental power, or sell it by Golden Dragon..."

"So that's Basil orchid?"

Sulu's eyes brightened. He knew that this material was a main material for configuring medium and high-level potions. The fat man looked like a caster and seemed to be in urgent need of essence potions.

"200 golden dragons!"

"220 golden dragon!"

"Vicious potion, two standard portions!"

The people sitting around offered one after another. The medicine quoted by the last green robed man made Sulu's eyelids jump.

"It's also... The gossau tribe has existed for so long, and the recipe may have been handed down long ago!"

It can be seen that the trader seems to be in urgent need of medicine. After hearing the name of the vicious medicine, he looks happy. Regardless of other people's Golden Dragon price increase, he looks at the green robed man: "deal!"

When trading, they put their items on the scales of justice.

Sulu saw clearly that the box containing perilla orchids obviously had to press down one end, but this was a normal premium. After both sides had no objection, they reached a deal.