It was a wooden house.
It did not fit in with the other black stone houses around it.
Maybe because of its age, the wooden walls made of wooden pillars were covered in mottled moss.
The roof was grayish-green and covered with pieces of stone that looked like fish scales. Maybe it was because of the heavy rain earlier, but water dripped down from the edge of the roof.
The evening breeze blew over and fluttered the blue curtain in front of the door. It was like a waving hand that tugged at Tang Ling's heart.
Was there something wrong with his memory?
Tang Ling's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked at the wooden house that did not fit in with the other black stone houses. An indescribable and strange feeling surged in his heart.
He had the urge to go there and check it out.
He did not know if it was to prove that he had really neglected the wooden house.
Or was it because the people who came and went in a hurry did not seem to notice it?
A while later, Tang Ling stood in the alleyway. He really could not hold back the urge in his heart — he had to go to the wooden house.
With both hands in his pockets, Tang Ling sauntered towards the building. His feet stepped over the puddles of water in the alleyway, producing splashing noises. As he got closer to the building, the noises grew softer and eventually became inaudible.
It was as if he had slowly walked into another dimension.
No one in the area noticed the slightly scrawny black-haired handsome young man. A casual glance would see him walk to the end of the alleyway, turn around the corner, and then vanish.
**
In front of the wooden house.
Tang Ling halted his steps and his breath was slightly hurried.
He was not tired, but he noticed that when he got closer to the wooden house, there was no one else around.
Even the familiar street felt surreal as if there was an invisible barrier around him. He could not tell if it was real or just an illusion.
However, the wooden house was still standing before him as if it was the only real thing in the world.
"Maybe this is another dream?" After calming himself down, Tang Ling looked up and saw a wooden sign hanging on the door.
It was not purposely carved and looked very primitive, but there were four square patterns carved on it.
The patterns were filled with power and had a strange sense of beauty at first glance.
"The Mysterious Shop …" Tang Ling muttered to himself as he recognized the meaning of the four patterns.
The squares might be some kind of language.
The thought popped up in Tang Ling's mind.
Strangely enough, Tang Ling was not shocked at all. From the night of the sudden change until now, there was nothing that could make him feel unreasonable anymore.
Besides, this was just a dream.
Does everything in the dream need to be explained?
With that in mind, Tang Ling lifted the fluttering blue curtain and stepped into the house.
There was only darkness in front of his eyes, and only a strange fragrance filled the entire space.
It was a scent that Tang Ling had never smelled before. It was the freshness of wood mixed with the aroma of fruit, and when it entered his nostrils, it felt like the strange aroma of a hundred blooming flowers.
It calms one's heart and clears one's mind.
Instinctively, Tang Ling wanted to cover his mouth and nose. In this era, all the seemingly harmless details would eventually become the reason for him to lose his life.
Moreover, the dream he had already experienced told him that everything would be reflected in reality.
"I wonder if I can make it in time." Tang Ling was a little anxious.
But at this moment, a dim light suddenly appeared. The originally dark room was lit up along with the dim light, and the left and right sides of the room were also lit up.
"Ambergris. Top-grade. " At the same time, a lazy voice came from the room. It was calm with a tinge of coldness as if it was speaking into Tang Ling's ears.
Cold sweat instantly covered Tang Ling's forehead. His Precise Instinct that he had been relying on was useless. He did not even notice that someone was hiding in the dark.
Cautiously, Tang Ling took a step back. At the same time, he saw everything in front of him.
There was a dark brown heavy wooden cabinet with a brass totem carving on top. The flame was dancing in the belly of the totem carving, emanating a dim yellow glow.
Next to this totem carving, there was a metal furnace that looked very exquisite. Green smoke rose from the furnace lid, curling up in spirals, condensing and not dispersing, and a fragrance rose.
A fair and slender hand slowly lifted the lid and put it aside.
Then, the hand picked up a small piece of white substance from the crystal clear stone plate and tossed it into the stove. When the lid was closed, the aroma intensified.
Tang Ling clenched his fists.
The owner of the hand finally looked up.
As he raised his head, his figure hidden in the darkness immediately became clear.
He was sitting down, but Tang Ling could tell that he was tall. He did not seem strong, but he somehow gave off an invincible sense of danger.
It was just a feeling. Tang Ling's Precise Instinct had failed him, so he could not sense the man behind the wooden cabinet at all.
"Top-grade natural ambergris is rare.
It needs to soak in the sea for a hundred years. Things that are related to time are always exceptionally precious. "
"But the Purple Moon appeared, didn't it? That's why ambergris is common. "
Compared to Tang Ling's nervousness, the man was very calm. He seemed to be talking about the aroma in the room, but Tang Ling was clueless.
Only the mention of the Purple Moon made Tang Ling's heart skip a beat. He instinctively asked, "Why?"
Maybe because he did not expect Tang Ling to ask, the man showed an amused expression in his eyes, but he still answered, "It's simple. Everything is changing. Wouldn't the sperm whale change as well?
Ambergris is produced from the sperm whale. "
The explanation was simple, but Tang Ling did not know what it had to do with the Purple Moon.
He was curious about why he could see the man's face clearly.
His black hair was neatly combed and tucked behind his ears.
His eyes were black like Tang Ling's, but they were as deep as an abyss. When he stared at them, his eyes seemed to shine as if they were reflecting the starry sky.
His facial features were so good that it was hard to tell if he was a man or a woman.
He looked lazy, but it was because he did not pay attention to anything. He was so bored that he did not care.
Such an unforgettable person had been sitting there without moving, so why could Tang Ling not see him clearly?
Tang Ling stood there quietly, but his mind was filled with all kinds of questions.
However, the man did not want to talk anymore. He looked at Tang Ling, squinted his eyes, and showed a formal smile. "Welcome to the Mysterious Store, Dream Seed No. 0233."
Dream Seed No. 0233? Tang Ling's heart skipped a beat as if he had grasped something.
However, before he could ask, the man stood up. The black robe on his body reflected the dim light. The light flowed like black flowing water.
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