Chapter 247: Sorcerer!
Wang Yuanjing has been wandering around China all his life.

Although he has traveled all over the country, he is completely confused once he leaves the country.

What’s more, it’s a hidden place like Nason Island that can’t even be found on the map.

"You want to enter the island?"

At this time, Barron was in Britain, meeting with his old friend Spencer, the president of the Emerald Society.

It may not be accurate to say that they are old friends, it may be more appropriate to describe them as enemies.

Over a long period of time, in order to fill the endless emptiness in his heart, he did many shocking things, including stealing the jade slab guarded by the Jade Society.

This stone slab has another name - "Cui Yu Lu".

Legend has it that alchemy originated in Egypt and was created by a god named Hermes Trismegistus.

The most important thing the Egyptians left to alchemy is the Emerald Record, the earliest alchemical book engraved on a jade tablet.

Newton, the last great magician in history, once studied the Emerald Record and translated it into English.

This is enough to show the status of the Emerald Tablet in the hearts of alchemists.

Barron's attempt to steal the slate definitely aroused public anger.

"This Nason Island has been a bit uneasy lately!"

Barron meant something.

He glanced at Spencer in the distance, who shrugged.

"That's why I found you."

Wang Yuanjing replied.

It was precisely because Nason Island was not peaceful that he did not look for a company.

"I understand. I'll make the arrangements. Wait for my news."

Barron replied.

He walked up to Spencer, the legendary president, a well-mannered old gentleman in a suit and tie.

"An Eastern friend."

Barron explained, looking sideways.

"Old man, I agree to your terms, but I shouldn't be the only one you're looking for."

"Of course more than that."

Spencer's hands hung naturally, and the lenses of his glasses shone white in the sunlight.

“But I like you best.

"I have experienced your damnable curiosity and vigorous energy more than once."

Who are most optimistic about me?
Barron put his hands in his pockets, feeling disdainful.

I guess you say this to everyone, right?

But it’s okay. Even someone like Wang has been alarmed. It will definitely be fun next.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of this notorious troublemaker in the entire Western supernatural world.

Not long after, Wang Yuanjing received a reply from Barron.

“It’s quite efficient.”

He looked at the message on his phone and admired it in his heart.

Barron was born a mercenary and is very familiar with some of the international unspoken rules.

Although he was wanted by the Jade Society, in a sense, it also increased his weight in the underground world.

In a sense, being a thorn in the eyes of the Jade Society is also a skill.

“You still have to run that far.”

Wang Yuanjing took a look at Barron's arrangements, slapped his forehead and felt a headache.

The other party arranged two plans for him to go to the island.

One was to go to the island with him after a while, which was the itinerary arranged for him by the Jade Society.

The other way is to sneak across the river to the southeast coast, but you have to set off tonight because the ship will leave the port tomorrow night.

There is a strong atmosphere of going abroad for business in the southeast coast.

Many people joked that if local people want to go abroad, they can get a visa-free visa worldwide, but they have to get the consent of Mazu.

The crackdown has become stricter in recent years, but some people still find a way out.

"I didn't expect there is even a route to Nason Island. It really is a hidden gem."

Wang Yuanjing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

However, he was in good health, and after packing some necessary clothing, he booked a flight to the southeast.

It was already evening when we got off the plane.

He followed the address given by Barron to a small port and found the person in charge - a middle-aged man with a mustache and tattoos.

"Yaoxiu! You're finally here. If you were any later we would have left."

The snakehead complained, and after looking Wang Yuanjing up and down, he saw that the other party had an extraordinary demeanor, and his tone softened.

"You are an alien, right?"

Wang Yuanjing frowned.

The snakehead seemed to see what he was thinking and took the initiative to explain.

"I used to learn from a sorcerer in Southeast Asia, but then I couldn't make business there, so I started doing this, the white kind."

No wonder!
Wang Yuanjing suddenly understood.

Qu Tong had used similar black magic methods before, so he felt that the other party's breath was somewhat familiar.

This is a province with a large number of people going abroad. Many Chinese people in Southeast Asia come from this province. It is not uncommon for them to learn black magic if they have the opportunity.

As for the white one in the snake's mouth.
There are two types of sorcerers - those dressed in black and those dressed in white.

The former mainly accepts money from people to bring bad luck to others and has no morals at all; the latter mainly helps people to remove bad luck and build relationships with others.

However, when performing the ritual, they manifest negative characteristics, and often go to dark and eerie places (haunted houses, cemeteries, crematoriums) to collect and prepare negative substances (human bones, corpse oil, dried human fetuses, grave soil, etc.) as materials for the ritual.

Therefore, even the white-robed sorcerer is always surrounded by evil energy.

"Trouble"

Wang Yuanjing nodded politely.

Although he was a smuggler, he had no grudges and did not use black magic to harm people. He was doing business seriously. The snakehead breathed a sigh of relief.

When the young man frowned, the little ghost living in him was almost scared to death.

I shouldn't have taken this deal!
There was some regret in his heart.

"No, no, since you are also an alien, I don't need to worry about you.

"Whenever there is an inspection, you can just hide in the cargo box. I will notify you in advance.

"The rest of the time, you are free to move around. I will arrange a room for you. The people on the boat are all my relatives, and they won't reveal your existence."

There was a hint of respect in the snakehead's tone.

In coastal areas, especially in this province with a large number of people going abroad, people often work together as a family or a village, whether doing business or working outside.

They attach more importance to kinship than people in the mainland.

It is always more reassuring when it is used by your own people, and there is someone to take care of you in a foreign country.

"That's great!"

Wang Yuanjing thought he would have to sleep in the cabin this time! Unexpectedly, he had his own room.

This Barron really has energy!

As long as you are happy!
The snakehead thought helplessly.

He led Wang Yuanjing on board, and while introducing the ship's facilities to him, he asked the crew to clear out a room for him.

"Is this Nason Island in Southeast Asia?"

Wang Yuanjing asked with some curiosity.

Since this snake head was a sorcerer, he naturally thought in that direction subconsciously.

"No, didn't Barron tell you? Although I am a sorcerer, I don't do business in Southeast Asia."

Seeing that the other party wanted to ask more questions, the snakehead had no choice but to say helplessly.

"I got into trouble there, and I can't go back for a while."

Wang Yuanjing understood.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, let alone a place like Southeast Asia where all kinds of people mix.

There is also unrest among the sorcerers, otherwise there wouldn't be a distinction between those in white and those in black.

Through communication, Wang Yuanjing learned that this snakehead was not a full-time snakehead and had even retired for a long time.

“There’s no way, Barron gave too much.

"This boat is rented, and there are a lot of people to support, so any profit is good!"

The snakehead lit a cigarette and said with some melancholy.

"How much did he give?"

The snake head held up five fingers.

"Five million?"

Wang Yuanjing's voice rose three degrees.

The snake head nodded.

Be nice!

Five hundred thousand. He had never seen so much money in his life.

Wang Yuanjing thought about it. After all, he was not Wang Ye, so he felt uneasy about spending the money.

"How about this, I will teach you a method to suppress the little ghost in you and prevent it from harming you. In exchange, you return the money to him."

The snake head looked at him in surprise.

"Did you see it?"

"how?"

Wang Yuanjing did not answer his question, but continued to ask.

Among the three magic beads in his hand, any one of them is much stronger than the little ghost on the snake head. How could the other party hide it from him?

"make a deal!"

The snakehead agreed quickly, fearing that Wang Yuanjing would go back on his word.

What a bargain!
The snake head was ecstatic.

The inheritance of most sorcerers is incomplete, and many of their methods have serious side effects.

Therefore, few people in this group can live to the end of their lives.

If there was no other way, who would be willing to go down this path? After all, not everyone has the qualifications to join a famous sect.

There is a trick to measure the qualifications of extraordinary people, which is to look at the time of Qi.

Those who can achieve Qi within a week are considered geniuses, while those like Zhuge Qing who can achieve Qi within three days are considered geniuses among geniuses.
If it exceeds one month, it can be deemed as unqualified.

However, there are also many people who are unwilling to give up the extraordinary path and insist on taking this path. In the end, they barely get the sense of Qi. Even some small schools are unwilling to accept such people.
They can only figure it out on their own and it's easy to go astray, and the snakehead is obviously one of them.

The tattoos on his body are a kind of black magic. First, the five poisonous creatures (snakes, centipedes, scorpions, spiders, toads or geckos) are beaten into juice, and then tattooed on the body with needles, lead, and special "magic oil" to create a yin body, which can achieve the effect of controlling ghosts.

"Don't worry, how did you and Barron know each other?"

Wang Yuanjing asked with interest.

Nasen Island is home to extraordinary people from all over the world, and he will inevitably deal with these people once he arrives on the island.

Although the snakehead is not very powerful, he has traveled all over the country for many years and must know these things better than himself, so he plans to learn from this person and make some preparations in advance.

“What a coincidence.

“At that time, he was chased from Great Britain to Southeast Asia by the knights of the Emerald Society, and I was preparing to leave because I got into trouble there.

“We just happened to be in the same boat.”

The snake head touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.

"That guy was very powerful, but I was not. At that time, I had just started to learn black magic, and I got into a lot of trouble. He helped me to deal with it."

That's it
Wang Yuanjing thought thoughtfully.

No wonder the snakehead was willing to give me a ride, it turns out there was such a relationship between them.

I'm afraid he wouldn't refuse even if he didn't have the 500,000.

(End of this chapter)