The morning sun shines in the garden, and some flowers with dewdrops are blooming in full bloom, emitting a faint fragrance. The sunlight also shines into the room along the crack of the open door, which makes Bolai's residence a little dark and smelly.

Anyang stood in the crack of the door, and because his back was facing the light, there was only a taller black figure left in Bolai's eyes.

"How did you open the door?"

“I thought it opened, so it opened.”

Anyang pushed the door completely open, and the light outside suddenly filled the entire hall, dispelling the darkness and humidity. He stepped into the house of this taboo mysterious man, looked around without hesitation, followed by three followers.

Until he stopped in front of Berley, he looked down at him.

This is an old man who is about to die, with a black cat curled up next to him. His face is covered with wrinkles, his hair is messy and greasy, and his clothes are dirty. He squinted his eyes and did not open for a long time. I don’t know how long he hasn’t felt the sunshine.

It's like an ordinary old man who enjoys the rest of his life.

When he opened his eyes, his face was full of anger.

"Do you know the consequences of breaking into someone else's residence without permission?! You dare to open the evil door. Now even if Lord Boer really knows you, you can't save you! You will definitely pay the price for your stupidity!"

Anyang stood in front of him, looked at the cat without caring and said, "I am so old and so angry."

Bolai immediately stood up angrily, praying with his chest: "I hate people the most in my life. The first is to open the door of my residence without permission, the second is to tease my cat, and the third is to say in front of me that I am old!"

He suddenly leaned on a crutch: "You occupied two!"

Anyang reached out to pinch the black cat's face, which caused the black cat to shrink backwards in fear, and was very aloof and cute. Then he turned around and said to him: "Now there are three."

Boley's face became more and more gloomy.

Sheriel took a few steps forward in front of him, holding a sword in one hand, staring at Burley tightly.

Anyang patted her shoulder and signaled her to get out of the way.

Sheriel also obediently retreated, but still stood beside him and stared at Borey. It seemed that whenever he had any abnormal movement, she would immediately flash over and subdue the intern mysterious man.

But Bolai felt that he was insulted, and his old body was trembling. He had said so much to him because of Anyang's method of opening the door. Now even this concern does not exist, and all that is left is anger.

"Okay, OK, OK, it seems that I haven't gotten angry for a long time, which makes you think I have a good temper. Even a child with a few guards dares to come to trouble me. It seems that I should do something!"

Burley slammed his crutch and retreated sharply.

The black cat beside him suddenly stood up, staring at the invaders with sharp eyes, opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out a ball of green acid with a whistle. At the same time, his body swelled up sharply, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a black panther.

A figure instantly appeared on the left side of Anyang.

Bang!

The cross sword in Sheriel's hand blocked the green acid liquid horizontally, and exerted force and angle just enough to hit it back. No drop was splashed on Anyang or himself, but instead fell a lot on the black panther's fur, and a burst of blue smoke suddenly rose.

"laugh!"

A few bloody holes suddenly appeared in the smooth fur of the black panther, causing it to scream in pain!

"Hiss! Guru! Hiss! Hiss!..."

At the same time, the cross sword in Sheriel's hand was also corroded and broken by acid, and the effect was astonishing!

"hiss!"

The black panther quickly hissed, like a sound made by a cat when it was about to attack. While approaching, it opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of acid at Sherryl, and at the same time it rushed forward, with a strong body as a flash of black lightning.

Bang!

The acid fell to the ground.

The black panther also pounced on the ground.

Before it could figure out what was going on, it didn't react, a slender hand with five fingers grabbed its neck from behind. At the same time, a cross sword that was half corroded by acid was placed on its neck, and a cold female voice came from behind.

“I know you are wise!”

The black panther immediately lowered her head and stood on the ground and stopped moving.

Anyang then walked towards Bolai in front and said lightly: "I came with kindness and friendship, and I also knocked on your door politely. It shouldn't be blamed for making such a fuss, right? If you are willing to tell me..."

Boley ignored his words completely and took a few steps back with fear. He took out a pocket crossbow arrow from his arms with one hand, and turned around with the other hand and knocked over a bottle next to him. A few green insects flew out of the bottle, buzzing.

Anyang was stunned for a moment, then felt very disappointed: "I am frank, you really don't deserve to be called a mysterious person."

As soon as he waved his hand, the crossbow arrow in Bolei's hand had already escaped and landed steadily in his hand. At the same time, the green insects also turned into flames and ignited in the air, struggling constantly, and were burned into scorched blocks in the blink of an eye.

"This...you, you are the mysterious one!"

Borey stared at him with wide eyes and disbelief.

The black panther had turned into a black cat again, and was caught by Sheriel with a piece of fur on her neck.

"Meow~"

It seems to be saying that it is just a cat.

Anyang looked at the black cat, then at the small charred insect corpse on the ground, and finally looked at Bolai and said, "Do you only have this cat and these insects?"

"Sir, I...I have no intention of offending you!"

At this time, Bolai completely lost his domineering style just now.

Anyang nodded: "It's okay, I'm just here to ask you something, I hope you can answer it, of course I will pay some price for the information you provide."

Boley's eyes lit up immediately: "Just say it!"

“Who passed on your knowledge to you?”

Boley immediately hesitated and asked, "Are you a mysterious person who came here alone? Do you want to find other mysterious persons?"

Anyang nodded.

Bolai showed a little disappointed: "Tell you the truth, I met an elder when I was very young. I don't remember the specific experience. I only know that the elder gave me a book. Unfortunately, I don't have talent in this area. More than fifty years have passed, and I still accomplish nothing."

After a pause, he was a little excited: "And in so many years, you are the first mysterious person I have ever met!"

“I need that book!”

Borey shook his head: "I've burned it, and it no longer exists about twenty years ago."

"You can write it down!"

Boley immediately raised his head with bright eyes: "That is my most precious thing, what can you give in exchange?"

Anyang's eyes were slightly cold: "Your life!"

Berley immediately shuddered.

Soon, Sheriel brought paper and pen.

Borey started writing tremblingly.

Anyang said next to him: "If you have experienced experiments and prove that what you wrote is wrong, you will live here. I think you know what consequences you will face!"

Boley's hunched body shivered again.

The old man's knowledge in his mind was far beyond Anyang's imagination, and his movements were slow and stiff. It took him four hours to completely copy the content of the book: "Sir, it's all here, but the order may be a bit off."

Seeing Anyang frowning slightly, he quickly added: "This will definitely not affect the correctness."

Anyang's brows then stretched out, took out a piece of yellow paper cut into a ghost from his carry-on space, and threw it into the air and turned into a strong blue-faced ghost. Accompanied by the gust of cold wind, Bolai was so scared that he took a few steps back.

"Sir... I didn't lie to you, this..."

“This is my reward for you.”

Anyang said this and gave a simple order to the Green-faced Ghost, then bent down and pinched the black cat's face on the ground, then took Sheriel and others out of the room, leaving a man and a cat curiously looking at the Green-faced Ghost who was standing still.

Unfortunately, he did not get clues from the Mysterious.

I only got one book, so I can first understand the power system of the mysterious person.

Back in the carriage, Sheriel said to him: "My sword has just broken, I need to buy a sword in the city."

Anyang waved his hand and took out a long sword made of eternal alloy from his portable space and handed it to her. However, this sword was in the style of a Chinese sword, which was different from the cross sword, so he asked specifically: "Can you use such a sword easily?"

Sheriel took the sword and looked at it, touched the broken sword again, and seemed very satisfied, and then said, "No problem, I used it as a big sword, this kind of thin one is just right, and... and I seem to be able to use any weapon easily."

Anyang nodded: "That's good!"

That's right, master-level cold weapons proficient!

“Are we going back to the hotel?”

"Well, let's go tomorrow!"

"yes!"

The carriage quickly started to move around again.

Anyang took out the thick stack of white paper, began to look at it ten lines at a glance, and occasionally stopped to think about it.

The book that Borey mentioned is equivalent to the combination of basic practice or meditation methods and a magic. From this, we can see that the system of the mysterious person is relatively closer to arcane magic. But relatively speaking, the difference is still quite large.

Mysterious people also pay more attention to mental power, attach great importance to knowledge, and have more disciplines than the spell system, but they store energy in their bodies like the spell system, and even have mysterious people who do not store power themselves.

Although there is very little content in this book, Anyang still sees that this is a vast and extensive system.

In most cases, they also release energy in the form of mental power and spell models, but there are more ways to convert energy into other means, such as the energyless Berley, whose only reliance is the black cat.

The second half of the book tells the way to cultivate some special creatures and control them. An Yang was surprised to find that compared to the way to cultivate special creatures in arcane magic and spells, the way in front of him was actually a bit scientific...

It hurts a little...
Chapter completed!