Reincarnation Master

Yi Rui couldn't believe that the nightmare that had been chasing her, that unrivaled monster would be solved so easily.

‘The other party must be the real powerhouse in the mysterious world. ’

She looked at Fang Xian with a hint of gratitude and admiration.

Fang Xian frowned and stared at the monster corpse on the ground.

After the death of the three monsters, the bodies quickly melted into black slime.

The slime seems to have life, constantly squirming, gathering together, it seems that it can be resurrected.

"Purification!"

He thought for a while, and used his [Ancient Bronze] rank to use a purification circle from the professor of the Mystic Academy.

Fang Xian uses spiritual power as his pen and ink to depict a mysterious rune.

The white light fell, causing the pitch-black slime to scream and evaporate out of thin air.

‘Actually... If you add a body of prayer, such as a true god, to the ritual, the effect will be better... At this time, I can only rely on myself, but it’s okay. ’

Fang Xian calmly watched the dark slime evaporate, leaving a little residue in the end.

It was a black iron plate with three lines written in mysterious language on the surface-"Dream Township Access Certificate".

The second line is-‘informal member level’.

The third line is a supplement to the above two lines-‘one-off’.

On the back of it is a occult symbol, composed of an inverted triangle frame and a serpentine line in the middle, emitting a faint light.

In the dream, there was silence.

"Do you...recognize this thing?" Fang Xian grabbed the iron piece in his hand and looked at Yi Rui.

"This is... that ruin?"

Yi Rui covered her lips, seeming to want to cover up the shock on her face, stammering: "I am a occult fan. I participated in a secret party during the Empire, and explored a certain place with a few friends. The ruins...I recognized the symbol on the iron plate. I saw it on a slab of the ruins, but after touching it, it shattered...I always thought it was ruined."

"Actually, it just transferred to you. It didn't have any malice in itself. It was just the escaping breath that contaminated your nightmares, causing you to be chased by nightmares, mentally unstable, and the mysterious power may get out of control at any time... …"

Fang Xian analyzed: "All in all...you almost got killed by a temporary ticket!"

The mysterious world is so unreasonable.

Maybe just because you know too much, or touch some strange objects, it will cause extremely dangerous and terrible things to happen.

"I... I always thought I was cursed by that ruin, so I fled the empire and wanted to stay far away... Who knows, it has always been on me..."

Yi Rui looked at the "invitation card" or "ticket" in the shape of an iron sheet with a complicated expression.

"As a reward for saving you, it belongs to me."

Fang Xian did not be polite with her, and directly declared sovereignty: "Or...do you still want to study it?"

"No, no...it should be, it belongs to you!"

Yi Rui shook her hand quickly: "Iron and blood dominate...I don't want to be chased by nightmares anymore. The feeling of being unable to sleep all night is really terrible..."

"Very good, then even if the transaction is concluded." Fang Xian snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

In the crisp sound, the castle centered on him, constantly shattering around.

...

Inside the train carriage.

Yi Rui opened her eyes.

Her shadow returned to normal immediately, nothing unusual.

The passengers in the nearby position did not even realize that a life-threatening incident broke out around him and was silently eliminated.

As long as there was a slight mistake just now, most of the passengers in this carriage had to return to the embrace of Styx.

After calming down the mysterious power that almost ran away, Yi Rui immediately cast her gaze to the opposite side, but found that there was no one in the seat.

"That person... where is that passenger?"

She grabbed the arm of a passenger next to her: "Where did that gentleman go?"

"do not know……"

The sleepy gentleman next to him rubbed his eyes, "Probably got out of the car?"

...

Worcestershire.

Fang Xian pressed the cap, carried the suitcase, and got out of the carriage.

The black iron ticket was lying quietly in his arms, nothing unusual.

"Interesting item, but now is not the time to study... But at least, I am sure that the rank of [Ancient Bronze] can probably suppress its anomalies."

After walking out of the train station, Fang Xian directly got into a public carriage: "Go to Roland Manor!"

"Guests, please sit down."

The coachman graciously helped Fang Xian secure his luggage in the carriage, and then grabbed the reins.

Fang Xian looked at the buildings and people outside through the small glass windows in the carriage, his expression unchanged.

This is not the mentality that a wanderer who has been away from home for six years should have.

However, he really has no feelings.

When I closed my eyes at this time, some information quickly emerged.

Roland Manor is the old house of the Roland family. At this time, the owner of the family should be Daniel's father, Baron Andre Roland.

In addition, Daniel has an older brother, Pete Rowland, and two older sisters.

‘But the two sisters should be married. There are only Andre’s couple and heirs in the manor...’

‘Because of the failure of the investment three years ago, the Roland family has no stable income from real estate, and owes a lot of money to relatives and friends. It is a problem to maintain a livelihood. Even Daniel’s funding has been cut off...’

‘But, there is no way, the manor cannot be sold...because this is the last dignity of the nobility. ’

In fact, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Even after an investment failure, if the Roland family immediately shrinks and leads a middle-class life, you can still live well.

Or, by selling the manor, a large sum of money can be returned.

But it doesn't work.

As a nobleman, you need to maintain a fixed decent expenditure every year.

For example, a manor with a long history that can entertain guests.

And a few fixed festivals each year to give gifts to each other, the value must be more than 50 gold fee.

This is necessary interpersonal communication.

Otherwise, when other nobles hold banquets ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, they will gradually reduce their invitations to the Roland family, and will gradually be squeezed out of this circle and become a downright noble.

Even lose the glory and status of the nobility.

It was this kind of continuous bleeding that caused the Roland family's vitality to be severely injured, causing a blunt knife to cut meat.

If it continues for more than ten years, it will probably be truly downright.

'But... I have to admit that maintaining the dignity of the nobility and maintaining the appearance rate in this circle is still somewhat effective... At least, if the Roland family suddenly disappears, or is kidnapped or destroyed, it will be a sensational case in the country. ...'

‘It can be said that it is precisely because of this identity that a temporary amulet is formed in the face of huge interests. ’

‘It’s just... the opponent doesn’t try to grab at best, it’s turned into a roundabout. ’

‘I’m afraid the family’s financial situation will get worse...’

While thinking about it, Fang Xian saw that the carriage had left the city and came to a manor in the suburbs.