It\'s the old man who looks like a goat! At the market of drawnwork City, he sold Manda a pile of sacred objects and received only one gold coin. Manda likes doing business with such people best.

"How did you come here? Why did I summon you? Isn\'t it only the dead of the dead who will be summoned? Are you dead? Are you also a believer of Hermes?"

Manda was excited, but the old man was not in the mood to answer so many questions.

"You spent twenty silver coins to come to me, not to catch up with the past?"

As soon as Manda patted on the forehead, the old witch told him that the sacrifice time was very short. Now is not the time to tangle with these problems.

"I want to buy something."

"What do you want to buy?"

"I want a way to promote second-class believers!"

The old man stared at Manda for a moment, shook his head and said, "not yet. You are not qualified for promotion."

"I have mastered the first-order skills skillfully. The God gave me a hint. Only a little short, I can be promoted."

"That little bit is much harder than you think. You may have to wait for years or even decades."

Manda also wanted to ask, but the old man didn\'t want to answer: "when you have the qualification to upgrade, I can tell you the method. Reluctantly upgrading will make you lost. What else do you want to buy?"

"It depends on what you have." Manda remembered the old witch\'s tone.

As expected, the old man took out a piece of parchment with a list of goods written in common language.

I didn\'t expect the old guy\'s service to be so humanized. He knew that Manda didn\'t know Aramaic very well, and the first product made Manda see a different personality.

"The name of Ares\'s war clothes is very domineering. Can you introduce the functions?"

"It can help you resist the damage of ordinary weapons and the skills of believers of level 3 and below. It will fail for one day after three consecutive resistances. You can\'t recover until the next day."

"That\'s it!" Manda stretched out her hand excitedly. "Bring it."

The old man was stunned, looked at Manda and said, "where\'s the money?"

"Haven\'t you given all the money? Twenty silver coins."

"Twenty silver coins are not enough for my running expenses. If it weren\'t for the sake of old acquaintances, I wouldn\'t bother to see you. The price of the goods is written in the back. Can\'t you see it?"

Manda really can\'t see it. Cockfighting sees serious ghosting.

"You don\'t have to use your skills. You can see me. I\'m different from the undead summoned by others."

"No sooner!" Manda closed her cockfight eyes. The old man\'s figure was still clear. He looked down at the parchment in his hand. The complex common language numbers made him a little dizzy.

"Three thousand five hundred..." Manda looked up and asked, "isn\'t this a gold coin?"

"What else would it be?"

"3500 gold coins?"

"This is a rare artifact. The price is very reasonable."

Don\'t think about this suit. 3500 gold coins are beyond Manda\'s understanding.

Manda reexamined the parchment in her hand. From top to bottom, from bottom to top, the cheapest commodity was more than a thousand gold coins.

"These things are not suitable for me." Manda calmly returned the parchment to the old man. The old man looked at Manda with contempt: "shouldn\'t they be suitable for your purse?"

Such a person is really... Wait for me to expand the tavern business, wait for me to sell the Qianlima, wait for me

Thinking of the horse, he hasn\'t eaten much grass since he arrived at the tavern. It seems that the animal dealer is right. He may not live until tomorrow.

"If you don\'t ask, I\'ll leave first." the old man\'s figure gradually faded, and Manda quickly stopped him.

I can\'t let him go. I took twenty silver coins.

"Do you have a more suitable product? I mean on the price."

"First tell me how much money you have."

Manda emptied her purse. There were thirty-six gold coins in it. This was all his savings and the hard-earned money he earned with his life.

"Tut tut!" the old man shook his head, "I\'m really poor for you. You\'ve got a level of strength. Why..."

The old man half said, sucked his nose, frowned and looked at Manda: "why do you smell chimera? Have you betrayed..."

"I didn\'t!" said Manda hastily. "I didn\'t betray our gods. I just drank some medicine soup to cover up my smell."

"Kalk\'s versatile potion has long disappeared. Where did you get the prescription? Do you know the believers of Kalk?"

Manda didn\'t answer his question. It didn\'t do any good. Maybe the old witch would be involved.

Without waiting for his answer, the old man asked, "do you want to deceive the count in this way?"

Manda nodded, but a cloud of doubt rose in her heart: Why did he know the count? Why do you know the count has something to do with me? Has he ever been to the valley? Why did he know nothing about the old witch?

"Although it\'s a good idea, it\'s not enough," the old man took out a Butterfly Silver Brooch from his arms. "The wing covering Brooch can cover up the smell of all believers and make you smell like a blind duck. As long as eleven gold coins, do you want it?"

"Eleven gold coins?" Manda grinned, feeling a knife in her heart.

"This is sterling silver." the old man specially introduced the material of the brooch.

"Do you really think I\'m stupid to buy a silver brooch with eleven gold coins? Besides, I\'ve already drunk potion. It\'s of no use to me."

"You are a lucky man. This is a unique divine thing. Someone was willing to give 400 gold coins for this brooch," the old man explained patiently. "Your potion can deceive the count, but it can\'t deceive the punisher. If they smell chimera on you, they will burn you immediately. They only regard you as a heresy and don\'t care if you are a believer of the God."

What he said is reasonable. No matter Hermes or chimera, as long as they are believers of ancient gods, they will die in the hands of God\'s punishers.

"I\'ll take this brooch!" Manda clenched her teeth and counted eleven gold coins.

Hand over the brooch to Manda, and the old man took out a pendant: "you are a little reckless. The danger omen pendant can help you a lot. When you are in danger, it will get hot. This is also a unique artifact. It only needs 19 gold coins."

Manda was black and felt that she had become a poor man in the blink of an eye, but the function of this pendant was really attractive. Manda knew the importance of predicting danger in both previous and previous lives.

With trembling hands, he counted out nineteen gold coins and handed them to the old man. The old man sighed, "that\'s all for today. You only have six gold coins left. I really don\'t know what to sell you. Come back to me when you save enough money."

"Wait a minute," Manda stopped the old man again and made a final request. "I want to buy a prescription to cure the animal. My horse has tinea and looks like it\'s dying."

"Is it the horse in the yard?" the old man smiled. "Good eye, it\'s a good horse. That tinea is nothing. It will recover soon."

"But he refused to eat grass."

"He refused to eat grass not because he was ill, but because he didn\'t like it."

"A horse doesn\'t like grass? What does it like to eat?"

"You can try wheat. I guess it can eat 20 pounds a day. I\'ll go. Next time you call me, remember to prepare 50 silver coins. Now return the list to me."

Looking at the old man\'s disdainful eyes, Manda clenched her teeth and said, "one day, I\'ll buy everything on this paper!"

"I\'m looking forward to that day." the old man disappeared completely. Manda extinguished the candles, wrapped them in a clean white cloth and stuffed them under worm\'s bed, while the white cloth full of candle oil was stuffed into his pillow.

After proper disposal, Manda came to the yard, took out a bundle of wheat from the granary and put it in front of the lean horse.

It stood up, it came, it ate, and ate quickly, and a bundle of wheat was eaten clean in the twinkling of an eye.

The lean horse raised his head and snorted at Manda, indicating that he was not full.

Manda pursed her lips: "this thousand mile horse is really hard to raise."