A short boy in tattered clothes walked forward and asked, "Sir, have you gone to the wrong place? This is not the place you should be."

The alley is dark, making it difficult to see clearly.

Suddenly he thought the person in front of him was a young man. After hearing her voice, Muchen realized that the person in front of him was a girl.

Muchen said: "I have something that I want to sell."

Upon hearing this, the girl immediately understood.

Since the slums in the sewers are dens of robbers and thieves, they are no stranger to the business of selling stolen goods.

There have been examples of this before.

Respectable people living in the city got some items with shady origins. The police officers investigated them strictly and wanted to sell them, but because they had no way out, they could only come to the slums in the sewers to sell the stolen goods.

The girl asked: "What do you want to sell?"

"Perfume, antique perfume." Muchen said.

The girl's eyes lit up and she asked happily: "How much is it?"

Although she lives in a slum, she is a girl after all, in her prime years, and is naturally interested in items such as jewelry, perfume, and beautiful dresses.

"At least sixty thousand gold coins." Muchen said.

The light in the girl's eyes suddenly dimmed. Let alone tens of thousands of gold coins, even tens of gold coins.

Even young girls can’t afford it.

The reason why she asked about the price was because she heard something she was interested in and asked about it.

Next to him, a man who looked like a mouse and had a body like a mouse mocked:

"Boy, who are you fooling? What kind of perfume can be worth so much money? I've heard of antique vases and antique porcelain, but I haven't heard of antique perfume. The longer it is kept, the smellier it will be, won't it?"

For such a person with little knowledge.

Muchen was too lazy to pay attention.

At this time, a strong man hiding in the shadows came out.

He was neatly dressed, wearing a layer of red scale leather armor and a full moon scimitar at his waist.

He doesn't look like a low-class person living in a sewer slum, but like a mercenary.

The strong man with the scimitar said in a deep voice: "Brother, I would like to ask, where did you come from?"

"What do you think?" Muchen said.

The rule of the black market has always been to not ask about the origin of the goods.

The strong man with the scimitar was breaking a taboo.

He soon realized this too.

The strong man with the scimitar immediately apologized and then said:

"Sorry, we can't accept this thing. It's not against you, but because 60,000 gold coins are too expensive. We don't have that much money."

Muchen didn't say anything, turned around and left.

He did not enter the sewer slums, not because he disliked the dirty and messy environment in the sewer slums.

Muchen has been to environments that are a hundred times worse than the sewer slums of Shennuo City.

It's because his purpose has been achieved and there is no need to stay.

Muchen walked out of the alley, sat down in a cafe on Tulip Flower Street, and ordered a cup of Blue Duke coffee.

While sipping the coffee, I waited patiently.

During this period, Muchen took out the antique perfume from his backpack while waiting.

Unseal the antique perfume.

A rich, sober and natural fragrance hits your nostrils.

This fragrance is very pleasant, not cloying at all, but rather refreshing to those who smell it.

The scent of perfume spreads very quickly.

Maybe it's because it's been dusted for too long, and the scent spreads quickly when you open it for the first time.

The other customers in the coffee shop frequently looked at Muchen.

I'm afraid they also smelled the perfume.

It is indeed an antique perfume. The older it is, the heavier the fragrance becomes.

This bottle of perfume must be a rare high-quality product. If it were sold in an auction house, it would cost less than 60,000 gold coins, and at least 100,000 gold coins.

Muchen was not interested in perfume or anything else at all.

He is only interested in the treasure map fragments of the artifact of destiny hidden in the perfume bottle.

Muchen poured all the perfume in the bottle into the flower bed next to it.

This move made other customers in the coffee shop look regretful, thinking that Muchen was prodigal and wasted.

It's really... that such fine perfume is thrown away in vain...

After pouring out the perfume from the bottle, a fragment of white light appeared in the bottle.

Muchen took out the fragment and held it in his hand to examine.

[Mysterious Treasure Map Fragments]

Collection:1/5

Introduction: Collect five fragments and you will get a magical treasure.

Anyone who sees the introduction of this object would never expect that the magical treasure mentioned in the introduction is actually an artifact, and it is also an artifact of destiny!

As long as he has it, he can plunder the power of destiny from the children of destiny.

Muchen held the fragment of white light tightly, his eyes flashing with the light of ambition.

At this moment, it is already dusk.

The sunset is bright red.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, and the magic crystal street lights on both sides of the road lit up one after another.

Wait until it gets completely dark.

The person Muchen was waiting for finally arrived.

A richly dressed young man with oily hair and pink face came to Muchen's side and asked, "Excuse me, can I sit down?"

The young man has an extremely pleasant perfume smell.

The smell is very complex, like dozens of perfumes blended together.

This confirms that he should be a perfumer or a perfume shop owner. In short, he should be engaged in the perfume manufacturing industry.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to have the smell of so many perfumes on my body.

Muchen didn't even raise his head and said, "Please sit down."

The man sat down.

Only then did Muchen see that his name was Darren and he was a perfumer by profession.

He basically guessed it right.

The other party is indeed the one he wants to wait for.

After Darren sat down, he went straight to the topic and said, "I heard that you want to sell a bottle of antique perfume?"

Muchen asked: "I'm curious, where did you hear about it? Are they the people in the sewers?"

Darren said calmly: "Don't worry about it, you just need to tell me if you have a bottle of antique perfume for sale!"

Darren's attitude speaks for itself.

This is why Muchen made a special trip to find those people in the sewer slums.

Their news network is very developed.

As soon as there is any information, it can be delivered to the ears of interested people in less than half a day.

Muchen said calmly: "Yes, do you want to buy it?"

Darren shook his head.

Muchen asked: "If you don't buy it, then are you here to entertain me?"

Darren smiled and said, "I want to ask you a question."

"What?" Muchen asked.

"Tell the truth, where did your bottle of antique perfume come from?" Darren lowered his voice.

"This has nothing to do with you." Muchen said.

Darren snorted coldly: "Let me see where you stole it from. To tell you the truth, I am somewhat related to the sheriff of this street. If you don't tell me, you will be jailed."

Muchen pretended to be flustered and said hurriedly: "That bottle of antique perfume was given to me by a friend."

"What's your friend's name? Where is he?"
Chapter completed!