Chapter 18 Two agreed documents
Tu Xing placed eight copper coins on the table. "How do we keep in touch later?"
Yasir blinked, "You really want to recommend a job to me?"
"No. 206, West District, Civilian District. He'll be here most of the time. If you want to find me, tell the maid, Cocora, and she'll let you in."
Tu Xing nodded politely, "Okay, let's talk another day."
As he walked out of the door, the young man looked a little tired. He didn't stay here and hurried back without stopping.
Back in the hotel, he wiped his sweat with a towel, made sure the door was locked and the windows were closed, and paused before pulling all the curtains, leaving half the light in.
People sat on the shaded side of the square mahogany table and took out all their harvest.
Two pocket watches, five rings, a bracelet, two paper booklets, and a pile of items that did not need to be studied for the time being.
Tu Xing took the two pocket watches and compared them side by side on the table, looking very satisfied.
I didn't take out the first piece when I visually inspected it before. Although they looked similar, I actually expected that there would be a difference of 2-3 mm, and the shape of the golden pattern would be different.
He didn't expect it to be exactly the same, even the degree of rust on the long chain was the same.
In a hurry, you might even pick up the wrong thing.
After thinking about this, he stood up, went out and spent 3 copper coins to buy a half-pearl sticker, and stuck it on the front of the watch at the top of the dial near the long chain.
By the way, I also bought a small flat box with an external lock, which is specifically used to store paper to prevent it from being wrinkled or stained by water when carrying it.
I picked up two pieces of paper in my hand, one was Luck Transfer and the other was Fairy Tale Retrieval.
It mainly involves reading the retrospective book, which Tu Xing discovered while transcribing. There is no mention of how to use it throughout the book. It tells the story of the daily life of a magician after he picked up the child Walid.
The mere appearance of the pocket watch is enough to make it work; there are no spells or tricks required.
Tu Xing let out a long breath. As far as he knew, he could only recall what happened within half a day.
He held the clock in his hand and looked at it back and forth. When he touched the knob next to it, his eyes lit up.
First try twisting the substitute, confirm the up and down direction, then move back to the present time, pick up the magic one and try twisting it back... for five minutes.
Tu Xing swallowed his saliva and stared at the other pocket watch. After ten seconds or so, there was no change and he couldn't help but frown.
He leaned out the window, observing the paths of passersby, and tried again to compare them, up, down, a small grid, a circle...
Ten minutes later, the young man's face was full of disappointment. Does it really require a magician to use it?
My thoughts slowly diverge. What material is the needle made of at this time?
Iron? Magnet?
As soon as I calmed down, I ran out and bought a magnet, and brought a replacement one to try the smallest suction force - if the suction force is too strong and the gears inside are misaligned, it is better not to try it.
After a while, the young man sat back at the square wooden table and began to try again without getting tired of it.
I didn't have any expectations this time. I calculated the time in my mind and thought that Amina, who was collecting materials, should be here soon.
He glanced out the window and saw two tall men in gray short-sleeved shirts walking towards him. One of them was holding a piece of food wrapped in oil paper and eating as he walked, and the other was holding a glass of water.
Tu Xing moved his hands carefully outside the transparent case, the minute hand slowly moved back a small space, lifted the magnet, and glanced outside expectantly.
Nothing has changed. It really doesn’t work. I sighed inwardly.
Then, hold the magnet in the opposite direction and glance out casually.
When he saw the scene clearly, his eyes suddenly widened. The two men in short sleeves were gone!
The young man couldn't help rubbing his eyes, his heart beating faster but then he hesitated, wondering if he could walk to the end normally?
Now, that position was replaced by a somewhat familiar figure, mainly in height, especially like Amina.
Tu Xing watched the man walk into his hotel, and soon there was a knock on the door.
“Dongdong——”
The woman's familiar voice said, "Cyril, it's me, Amina. We agreed to get two copies of the materials."
Tu Xing looked down at the things in front of him and quickly packed them into his bag, leaving only the luck transfer paper.
When putting the pocket watch away, pause your hand and the two minute hands will be in exactly the same position.
His thoughts shifted slightly, and he stood up and opened the door. "How's the collection? Is it easy to find?"
Amina closed the door and came in, with a small excited smile on her face, "It's easy to find."
"All you need is a piece of wood flat enough to write on, black ink, a fine-tipped quill, lavender incense, and fresh lily of the valley."
After listening, Tu Xing smiled faintly and said, "Come, sit down and tell me. Let's try one according to the steps first."
Amina nodded, put the package on the table, took out the contents one by one, picked up the papers on the table, and scanned them from top to bottom.
"The steps are quite simple. After mixing the ink, you just need to write down the specific times and names of the two time periods."
Tu Xing looked at the materials, picked up the flat wood, and then pinched the feather pen.
"What about you?" Amina put her hands on the table, her face full of anticipation. "Is the pocket watch ready? Seeing how persistent you are, it must be very useful."
The young man raised his eyes and looked straight at it, saying casually: "It's done, it will be of great use."
He stopped there and said, "You tune me?"
Amina was a little disappointed that she didn't get the details. After hearing this, she remembered that she was going to try magic, so she shifted her attention and picked up the ink and incense with great interest.
"Let me do it. Actually, changing your own luck isn't a curse, it's magic. That sounds so ugly."
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