Damn profiteers, the price has risen by 20 gold coins in the past night, which is equivalent to the income of a farmer for half a lifetime.

It took 50 gold coins for 173 volumes of ancient books. Even if worm ate one by one, it would take more than ten days.

And do you really want worm to learn Tilly? Let him help himself crack the ciphertext? Won\'t he tell the count?

"What else do you want?" seeing Manda in a daze, the old goat knocked on the altar impatiently.

"I also want something, something that can please the witch. The witch can\'t refuse when she sees it." Manda almost forgot about Pluto.

"How old are you? Just want to be with the witch..."

"It\'s not what you think. I want to buy her a gift so that she can\'t refuse, and then help me... Forget it." Manda stopped defending. Language is too mysterious.

The old goat took out a crimson stone: "The stone of incense condensation is a stone formed by the sweat of the witch goddess Kar carved at a special time. No witch can refuse the special fragrance, and can increase the witch\'s mana by one-third. Because it does not come from the will of the gods, this stone has a limited period of time and can be used for three years, worth 23 gold coins."

Can 23 gold coins be exchanged for a pair of eyes? I\'m afraid it\'s not enough, but at least it can let the old witch give Pluto a chance.

After the sacrifice, Manda came to the guest room on the front floor, opened the window and enjoyed the new year\'s sunshine. He looked down at the ruins of the temple, saw Kampala\'s footprints left on the snow yesterday, and saw Toka\'s blood.

This bastard shouldn\'t come today. He\'s going to celebrate the new year, too.

Some voices came from the next room. Toka woke up and was holding her mother\'s hair and drinking medicine in her arms.

Manda took a look. The little guy recovered quickly, but his medicine was almost finished.

"There\'s still some herbal foam left," Ogg said. "You can stick to it at most."

"Today is the new year, and I don\'t know if anyone else does business. I\'ll try my luck in town." Manda pursed her lips and woke up the sleeping worm.

"I\'ll go to the town to buy Herbs for Toka. You look good. If the false god believer comes, no matter how provocative he is, you must not go out. There are some translations of ancient tyri books in my room. Eat them and learn tyri. You must learn to speak tyri."

With the advice, Manda clenched the Dangzhao pendant and walked out of the tavern door.

The pendant has been cold, which proves that Kampala is not nearby. Manda waited in the snow for a long time and finally waited for a passing carriage.

The coachman was an old man. When he saw Manda loading two barrels of wine on the car, he sighed: "young man, who is so cruel that he wants you to work in the new year?"

Manda said with a sad face, "it\'s my father. He said he wouldn\'t let me go home if he couldn\'t sell all the wine."

"What a cruel father. Today is the new year. Alas, I thought only my childless old man would come out to suffer, you poor child... May the Lord of punishment forgive his stupidity."

The Lord of divine punishment will not forgive him. Hurry up and drive away! Manda complained in his heart. He held the danger pendant tightly. He was really worried that Kampala would suddenly jump out and kill him.

Manda sent the wine to Denison\'s house. The smell of food came from Denison\'s house. The servants were busy preparing tonight\'s dinner.

"Happy new year, Mr. nidali. I don\'t remember ordering wine from you."

Manda unloaded the wine from the carriage: "this is a new year gift for you."

"New Year\'s gift?" Denison pursed his lips and blinked. "If you come earlier or later, I\'ll believe it\'s true. To tell you the truth, what can I do?"

Seeing the other party so direct, Manda was no longer implicit: "I want to see the Stanley knight."

"I\'m afraid not today. Viscount gassac will hold a grand banquet in the castle. As a VIP of viscount, Knight Stanley must be preparing for the dinner."

"Er... OK." risked her life to trudge through the ice and snow all morning. This is the result of Manda\'s waiting.

He turned and wanted to go. Suddenly, Denison whispered, "you can also try your luck in lanolin street. In the third house at the corner, a friend of Stanley Knight lives there. It is said that he often talks at his friend\'s house all night these days. It\'s not noon yet, maybe he hasn\'t left yet. If you\'re lucky enough to meet him, don\'t say I asked you to come."

"Thank you very much for your help." Manda bowed deeply. He knew that there were no more truth than lies in his mouth, but the thanks were absolutely sincere.

Mutton fat street is a gathering place for sheep traders. Some sheep skins, wool and mutton are sold. Vendors will throw rotten mutton and viscera into the street at will. Therefore, this street is always greasy, and there is a pungent smell of mutton all year round.

Apart from sheep traders, few people are willing to live in such a place. Knight Stanley can take out hundreds of gold coins from his wallet. He is a typical upper class figure in Niujiao town. It is hard to imagine that he will have such good friends in Lanzhi street and friends who can talk all night.

Find the third house along the street. It is a small courtyard with two bungalows and a stable. After knocking on the door for a long time, Manda didn\'t respond. She simply pushed the door open.

The door of the yard was unlocked. Manda walked into the yard carefully, and a strange smell came to her nose.

Like fat powder, not so strong, like the herbs in the sachet, not so strange, like the wild flowers on the mountain, not so simple.

This strange smell is like a protective cover, which keeps out the smell of sheep smell in the street. This fragrance must come from some power. No wonder the owner here can become a friend of the fat knight.

Along the tidy yard, Manda came to the door of a bungalow and gently knocked on the door. "Who!" Stanley\'s unfriendly voice came from the room, and Manda was pleasantly surprised.

Not long after, the fat knight in disheveled clothes opened the door and narrowed his eyes stabbed by the sun.

"Happy new year, Mr. nidali. How did you get here?"

"I\'m here to give you a new year\'s gift." Manda cut off Stanley\'s question.

"Did you make the wine?" Stanley looked into the yard. He didn\'t see the barrel.

"Something better than that."

Stanley smiled and his sullen face subsided.

"Come in and have a seat. We\'ve just cooked hot soup."

This "we" sound is so sweet and greasy.

Manda hated to wonder what the fat Knight\'s friend looked like. He just wanted to enter the door, but a soft voice came from inside: "wait a minute, wait for me to get dressed!"

It seemed to have been heard somewhere. Manda looked inside, but saw a slim figure appear in front of her.

"Don\'t peek, son of a bitch!"

It\'s the witch, the witch who sells herbs on the black market.

"I\'m just looking for you to buy some herbs."

"When I get dressed, don\'t, don\'t come in!"