Confirming again that there are no pedestrians on both sides of the alley, Jenkins whispered to the air:
"Mr. Struller, sorry to bother you after death."
As he spoke, he patted the chocolate to make it jump off his shoulders, and squatted down next to the chalk marks. Using the pen in his pocket, he wrote Mr. Sidule's name in the center of the Ouija board, decorated the blank space of the group of tombstones, inserted four small statues on it, and then slowly injected the spirit.
It was that wind of unknown origin again, and the relatively light garbage in the alley was immediately swept into the sky. But Jenkins had already thought of this situation, and immediately opened the umbrella he had prepared long ago, and things like fruit cores and gravel hit the surface of the umbrella, and the soul of the man who committed suicide also appeared in the before.
After glancing around, he coughed and quickly asked in standard Mandarin:
"Mr. Stuller, you said before you died that you regretted stealing that eye from a junk store. Now tell me, where is that store located?"
The image of this spirit body is much better-looking than the one haunting Mr. Nelly, but there are two deep marks at the position of the eyes, like blood and tears.
Jiban led Jenkins' fingers to move quickly, and quickly pieced together the complete address. Although Jenkins didn't know the specific location where the fat woman bought the comb, Hathaway mentioned the store that Miss Lindsay visited.
"It is indeed the same store, which means that there used to be at least three special items as goods, and there is no intention of hiding itself..."
He pondered, feeling that there must be a huge secret behind this matter: "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me!"
He firmly remembered what his father said, and warned himself not to be too curious. But even if you don't get involved, keep an eye out to see if that dangerous mirror is really there.
He originally planned to directly destroy Mr. Sturle's spirit body as usual, but since he helped him, it would be more troublesome to use the purification ceremony.
The so-called purification is a simple ritual mastered by almost every benefactor, and it is specially used to deal with the spirit creatures lingering in the material world. Jenkins has never used it seriously, but he does.
He squatted down and drew a circle on the ground with his ceremonial chalk. He could do this now, and then wrote four different runes in the four directions of the circle.
These runes come from a civilization that has disappeared. Although its mystery cannot be compared with that of Chilo, it is still the most common set of runes.
There was no problem in the process of sending Mr. Si Dule away. When the inexplicable gale passed, the man's soul had disappeared. Jenkins sometimes thought about where the disappearing souls would go, but after thinking for a long time, there was no answer, so he stopped thinking.
There is no such thing as reincarnation in this world, so Jenkins doesn't have to say a word of blessing. The sun had completely set, and he had to wear the glasses to deal with the marks on the ground. Even if it had passed for a long time, no one would probably notice it again, but Jenkins maintained a cautious character at all times.
Now that he's gone out, he doesn't want to just go home. So he immediately set off to the Pig's Head Bar, greeted the bartender, and came to the underground black market.
I have to admit that the temperature in the underground water pipe is lower than that on the ground, but the strange smell has dissipated a lot. When he went out after dinner, he had no intention of shopping, so he came to the black market just to replenish Some materials that are not readily available at church.
The most important material is flashing obsidian, which is an excellent material for possessing spirits. However, due to its extremely low hardness, it is not easy to store and use for a long time.
Jenkins has a lot of money recently and plans to stock up a batch. After all, the prices on the black market are also rising rapidly, and there is no sign of falling.
While he was waiting for the owner to prepare the goods, he was still looking around for the hydroaccumulated worm fossil powder entrusted to him by Miss Miller. This is a specialty of Nolan City, and it can only be found in the waters near Nolan.
"Maybe I can trade some specialty products between Nolan City and Ruen City."
Thinking of this, I can't help but want to laugh at myself again. Protoss Lacourt is his friend, and there is no need to use friends as a cargo transfer point for gold pounds.
He is very willing to talk to the merchants of the black market, because he can always hear some interesting news. For example, the businessman who sold the flashing obsidian to Jenkins mentioned with envy that someone recently bought a [magic conch] from an ordinary fisherman while going to sea.
This is something that Jenkins has also used, so he is also very envious.
The underground black market in Nolan is huge. According to the father, this is the largest black market for the trade of benefactors in the eastern part of the Fidetictli Kingdom. The benefactors of the entire area will come here regularly.
There are hidden entrances to the black market throughout the entire city of Nolan, which makes the entire black market look like a huge maze. But the area where Jenkins was active was very small. From the perspective of the ground area, it probably would not exceed two blocks from the Pig's Head Bar.
Of course, he was not interested in going shopping today, so after purchasing the items, he called out the starlight ball and shook it, but he didn't find anything unusual, so he planned to leave.
The walls of the sewer are almost covered with various papers, a large part of which are various trading requests, and a small part are wanted orders from the Orthodox Church and the police station.
Near the wooden ladder at the entrance of the Pig's Head Bar, a batch of new arrest warrants have been posted recently, the most conspicuous of which is the exquisite portrait of the pirate Fermisio.
"It's been several months. It seems that I haven't heard from this person since that night. He probably left Nolan City."
He said to himself, stared at the fierce eyes on the wanted notice for a while, and then left under the urging of chocolate.
The heavy fog that lasted for several days finally showed signs of dissipating today, but the visibility at night is still not very ideal.
When Jenkins got out of the alley and came to the avenue, he saw some workers standing on the side of the street, and some street lamp poles were piled up beside them. The gas pipes on the ground had been dug out, and in retrospect, the "Norlan Daily" seemed to have reported the notice of shutting down the gas in this block.
"Is it finally time to install street lights?"
Standing still, imagining the bright appearance of the street at night, I couldn't help laughing.
Walking quickly towards home, today is the last day of [Traveler and Frost's Moon], it is necessary to prepare in advance, facing the whisper at midnight.
PS: Ahhh, I set the wrong time, and posted two chapters in the morning!
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