book of old days

Chapter 123 Leisure Time
Sean looked at himself in the mirror, feeling as if he was looking at a stranger. The face was so strange that there was no trace of his past at all.

Those eyes are tough, with a mysterious golden halo, staring at himself in the mirror, the face is vicissitudes, not very old, but it still gives people the feeling that this person must have experienced many hardships.

The flame-shaped scar on the face made this face even more fierce, and the big beard just rightly covered the originally handsome chin, concealing the fact that this person was still young. A rough and calm feel remains.

"Sure enough, a person's experience can change a person." Sean said to himself, planning to hang off his beard with a razor.

He took the razor out of the wash stand, thought about it, and then put it down again. The razor was not very comfortable to use.

In ancient times, people were used to growing beards. In addition to the worship of masculinity and the difference in aesthetics, there is also a big reason that shaving is a very troublesome thing, especially if you want to shave cleanly, you must Have a sharp enough blade to achieve a perfect shave without damaging the skin.

This is very difficult to do in the era when the smelting technology is not yet developed. A sharp blade forged through thousands of years of tempering is invaluable. It is usually used to kill people, not to shave people.

In modern times, with the advancement of technology, razors have become relatively cheap, so shaving has become a fashionable thing, so barbers appeared. In addition to haircuts, shaving is also one of the necessary business skills for barbers , and sometimes even more important than a haircut.

In modern times, the advancement of technology allows ordinary people to shave themselves at home, so fewer people grow beards.

The era Sean lives in is closer to modern times. Ordinary people usually go to the barber shop on the street to shave. Although they can shave themselves, they will be somewhat unclean. But the store has already appeared, fortunately, he is no longer an ordinary person.

With a thought in Sean's mind, the sun's brilliance condensed in his hand, converging into a golden razor with a shovel-shaped head, very similar to the shape of a modern razor. His beard was shaved off, not even a trace of stubble remained.

After a while, Sean's face became clear and clean. In the mirror, he seemed to be ten years younger, and he had regained the appearance of that gentle Professor Sean again.

He nodded in satisfaction. With this skill alone, one day he would be able to support himself even if he really ran out of food to shave others.

After wiping his face with a warm towel, Sean took out his dimensional pocket, and he was going to tidy up the gains from this adventure.

At first he took them out one by one, but later he realized that there were too many things, so he simply dumped them out, and a huge pile of messy things filled the floor of the living room in an instant.

Sean was startled when he saw the messy pile. He didn't expect that he had stuffed so many things in the pocket of Dimension without knowing it.

There was leftover jerky, sausage, half a cabbage, a few onions, a large piece of hard bread, a bag of flour...

There are also various tools for adventure, hand axes, hammers, nails, ropes, canvas pockets, kerosene, lard, whale oil... Anyway, he thinks that they may be useful, and he puts them in his pockets, most of which he has never used. .

There are even plates, cups, hot water bottles, glass bottles, blankets and other daily necessities. Sean also found the last bottle of Berserker potion. The liquid in it has dried up and turned into a black semi-solid, obviously it can't be drunk anymore up.

And weapons, lots of them, shotguns, bolt-action rifles, revolvers, a mess of ammunition and powder, log shields, tomahawks, broken two-handed swords...

He picked up a long sword and hesitated whether to throw it away. With the power of the sun, he actually didn't have much need for these cold weapons, but after thinking about it, what if the magic power is used up, and anyway, he brought a few weapons There's no harm in that, so just in case, take a handful of each.

Of course, the most important ones are the golden treasures he brought back from the temple of Sindora. These treasures shone with golden light under the firelight of the fireplace, like the illustrations of fantasy stories, and they were exceptionally beautiful.

He was going to ask the dwarf to sort it out, so he picked up a golden shield with a dragon-shaped emblem, and wanted to see what was underneath, but a round thing rolled out from under the shield and moved towards the shield. Fireplace go.

Sean was startled, it was the egg!He didn't want to bake the eggs yet.

He rushed forward to pick up the egg before it fell into the fireplace.

Fortunately, nothing happened. Sean wiped the dust off the egg with his hands, and just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly discovered a strange thing. The flame in the fireplace seemed to be attracted by some kind, and it rushed towards the egg. come over.

Sean thought it was his own illusion at first, maybe it was just the wind blowing in from the chimney, but when he brought the egg a little closer, the flames in the fireplace immediately converged into a tongue of flame, heading towards the egg roll.

Xiao En hastily took a step back, which interrupted the weird scene. He touched the sheet, and faintly felt that the egg seemed to be undergoing some kind of change.

This is really strange, Xiao En thought, Sindora is the goddess of aurora, death, fate, and possibly starry sky, ice and snow and other priesthood, but in any case, it has nothing to do with flames. A phoenix egg?Need to rise from the ashes?
But there is no such thing as a phoenix in Nord mythology.

Sean thought for a while and still couldn't figure it out, but he was not going to try it rashly. He carefully stuffed some cotton into a wooden box, then put the egg in, and finally put it back into the dimensional pocket.

Before you figure out the specific principle, let's put it first.

There were also a few more important things, such as the Book of the Old Days, the Spiritual Water, etc., and they were all put away, and then they shouted downstairs: "Wednesday, Wednesday."

Wednesday's figure appeared at the stairs, and he couldn't help but lose his mind when he saw the gold.

"Yes sir, what are your orders?"

"Take someone to organize these things, and then write a list for me——you can write?"

"Yes, sir, I tried to learn something during your absence, um, I gained a little bit."

"You still know how to improve your studies? If you have a future, let's do it. I'll lie down first."

(End of this chapter)