Perfume Alchemist

Chapter 98 The Divination of the Sand
Ah Hao looked at the sand painting and frowned.

"This is... me and you?"

"That's right, this is the most auspicious one of the fortune divinations I did today. We are walking side by side on the avenue of Austrian law, and each has a bright future."

"Anand, how much do you really know about me?"

"A lot. After all, the sand knows everything."

Anand stretched out his hands, and rhythmically manipulated something in the air on the sand table.

Follow his operation.The sand on the sand table moves and deforms like a living thing.

Soon the sand became three-dimensional, forming a long stick that was not strong.

But then, the sand stick went limp and circled into an indescribable sand sculpture.

"Sand also has a memory. It tells me that this is the first work you ever made with sand."

Ahao closed his eyes in pain.

He sat down on the chair and wiped his face vigorously with both hands.

On this sand table, Anand perfectly "recreated" the dark history he least wanted to admit.

Ah Hao suddenly stretched out his hand to the sand sculpture, wanting to "destroy corpses and wipe out traces" again.

But the moment his hand was about to touch the sand, the sand dispersed like a cloud.

Every grain of sand dances in the air, forming small sand sculptures.

These sand sculptures are also the works of Ah Hao when he first grasped the true meaning of "alchemy".

These works are lined up from rough to fine.

"Sand told me they were all made on the same day. It's an amazing ability to learn!"

"How could you know this?"

"Sands also have memories. They just don't speak. But I can make the sands tell everything they have recorded in the world."

"I can use this record to deduce what will happen in the future. This is my divination of sand."

Annand opened his arms slightly and spoke loudly in a loud and proud voice.

"awesome."

Ah Hao applauded very face-saving.

"Then can you guess why I'm here to find you?"

Anand's face immediately became slightly embarrassed.

"No doubt, no possession, I have no doubts about it, so naturally I can't guess it.

"However, if you want, I can divination for you, what you most want to accomplish right now."

"Try it."

Anand put his hands on both sides of the stone plate.

Only then did Ah Hao realize that there were actually two copper handles there.

"Grab it and rub it up and down, like this."

Anand gave a simple demonstration, and the handle and the stone plate made a buzzing sound together.

"Now try it."

Under Anand's guidance, Ahao quickly mastered the tricks.

As his palms rubbed against the copper handle, the sand on the stone plate also began to dance lightly.

Anand's hands moved deftly on the stone plate.

The sand rose into the air and slowly condensed into a sculpture of two people.

A person stepped in a vortex of sand.Ribbon-shaped rings of sand floated out of the sand vortex, surrounding the person's fingertips.

He was gently stroking the other person's forehead with his palm.

The other was kneeling devoutly, lowering his head, waiting for something.

At the position where the palm and the forehead are about to touch, circles of circular sand rings spread out like ripples.

This sand sculpture is freehand but not realistic.In the hazy smog, it has an epic sense of religious legend.

"So what does that mean?"

Ah Hao pretended not to understand.

"My intuition tells me that you are asking knowingly."

Ah Hao secretly clicked his tongue.

This man was sharper than he imagined.

"Okay, let's put this strange religious sculpture first. I really have something to look for you today, and you guessed it anyway."

Ah Hao took out a bottle tied with a red and white string from his arms.

This is the only sand in his hand that contains "spices".

"Since you know sand so well, do you know what this kind of sand is?"

"I know."

Anand didn't open it at all, just glanced at it, and said calmly.

He waved at the bottle.

The sand in the bottle jumped up, and even flew up with the bottle, reaching his palm.

He pressed the bottle to his forehead, and the sand grains in the bottle vibrated more and more cheerfully.

"This is the sand from my homeland, Erak."

"The sand is not the key, the key is the spice inside, you smell it."

Anand frowned, opened the stopper and took a sniff.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then walked quickly to the side of the stone plate.

He pinched the top of the bottle vaguely, maintained the pinching posture, and put it on the stone plate again.

The original sand sculptures in the stone plate suddenly dispersed, and turned into a brand new image.

A huge worm-like sandworm is opening its hideous mouth.

At its feet was a figure that was too small to be seen clearly.

Even if it's just a miniature sand sculpture, the powerful deterrence of the sandworm's terror is still fully revealed.

"This is the Lord of the Desert? This bottle of sand has something to do with the Lord of the Desert!"

Annand exclaimed.He didn't seem to have expected the content of the sand sculpture either.

Ah Hao already had some expectations for this.

"Why is it called the Lord of the Desert? Do you know this kind of bug?"

"The Lord of the Desert is the respectful name we Erak people give to it. It is a giant sandworm that lives under the Erak Desert.

"This sandworm has scales that are quite sensitive to vibrations, and it has an extremely huge mouth.

"Its entire head is actually a mouth, with pulverizer-like teeth and a long abyss-like esophagus. This configuration allows it to swallow almost everything."

Annand sighed:
"Because of its unbelievably large size, the people of Erak once used it as an incarnation of a god. Even now, it is still a powerful and extraordinary creature. If it is what you are looking for, then I advise you not to seek death gone."

Ah Hao shook his head like a rattle:

"No, I don't need it. I'm just looking for that kind of sand."

Anand heard Ahao's words, turned around and looked at the sandworm sculpture.

He moved his position up and down, left and right, and finally found something.

"Look at this, behind the sandworm."

Where Anand pointed, there were traces of giant sandworms.There, some sands are exuding a special golden brilliance, and the sand mist above them is also denser.

"This is the sand produced by the Lord of the Desert!"

Ah Hao nodded thoughtfully.

Although he has not yet understood how the Lord of the Desert and this miraculous sand are produced.

But now he at least understands the origin of the "Sands of Erak".

"I'm currently purchasing this special sand. Since you said you are from Erak, if you have a source of this sand, I would rather cooperate with you."

After a moment of silence, Anand shook his head.

"No, we Elaks have rarely seen traces of the Lord of the Desert. Our ancestors used blood to mark the [restricted area] where the Lord of the Desert lives. Most people rarely go to the restricted area on their own initiative. The sand you want , I guess only in the restricted area.”

Ah Hao frowned wonderingly: "No, they can be bought in Erak tourist souvenir shops. They won't go to the restricted area to collect sand."

Anand looked at him in surprise: "No, this is impossible. Could it be that the Lord of the Desert is moving its habitat?"

Ah Hao shrugged, "Who knows, maybe it's the sand blown by the wind? Maybe after long-term accumulation, this kind of sand is already everywhere?"

Anand was lost in thought.

"Well, it's getting late. I'm going to take my leave, Mr Anand.

"Thank you very much for your tour guide and divination service. The information from the Lord of the Desert is very helpful to me. By the way, how do you charge in your shop?"

"Sand painting divination is once for ten points, and sand sculpture divination is once for [-] points."

Ah Hao opened his mouth wide in shock.

How many sand sculptures did he see just now? !
Sure enough, say a thousand words and ten thousand words.This is still a black shop!

(End of this chapter)