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At dawn, Lin Tiantian, Lin Ting, and Shue Ling once again arrived at the bustling and extraordinary market. The atmosphere of the market was lively, with crowds of people weaving through the various stalls displaying a wide variety of goods. The vendors' shouts echoed back and forth, creating a bustling energy.
The three of them had a clear purpose: to find the mysterious Silver Fox and learn about the origins of the antiques he sold. However, after wandering through the streets and alleys of the market, they found no trace of the Silver Fox. It was as if he were as elusive as the mist in the air, leaving no trace behind.
Lin Ting as an older brother, decided to approach the situation from a rational perspective, and they began to seek out experienced merchants in the market. These old merchants have a good understanding of antiques in the market and may be able to provide some clues.
Finally, they met a weathered old merchant who seemed to have some knowledge about the antique in Lin Tiantian's hand. The old merchant narrowed his eyes and said softly, "This antique has been passed down for a long time. It is said to be related to an ancient demon, but no one can say for sure about its specific origins."
Lin Ting Upon hearing this, a hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes. He questioned the old merchant for more details, hoping to uncover additional information. However, it seemed that the old man's knowledge was limited and he was unable to provide more valuable information.
Lin Tiantian felt impatient with this slow process of gathering information. As she listened, her eyes involuntarily scanned the surroundings, revealing an eager desire to take action.
Suddenly, her attention was drawn to a splendid stall in a corner of the market, displaying all kinds of jewelry and accessories. Lin Tiantian's eyes lit up instantly, and she couldn't help but walk towards the stall, completely forgetting the conversation that was taking place.
Seeing this, Lin Ting shook his head helplessly, already accustomed to his sister's behavior. He said to Shue Ling, "We have to keep up with her, so she doesn't spend money recklessly again."
Shue Ling has never truly encountered the dangers of the world, and remains quite naive. He often easily believes Lin Tiantian's words, even when they are sometimes just trivial gossip. As he watches Lin Tiantian's excited figure, a hint of subtle helplessness flashes in his eyes.
The three continue to search for clues in the market, while also having to keep a close eye on Lin Tiantian's behavior, ensuring that she doesn't make overly rash decisions in her impulsiveness.
Shue Ling spoke at this moment, his voice cold and sharp: "In the demon realm, there are many records about these ancient artifacts. Perhaps we can seek clues from the perspective of the demon realm." His eyes shimmered with the wisdom of the demon race.
So, the three of them decided to split up. Lin Tiantian and Lin Ting continued to search for people in the market who might know the origins of the antiques, while Shue Ling prepared to contact his contacts in the demon realm to seek more information.
Lin Tiantian shuttled through the market, her intuition leading her to a booth displaying various peculiar items. The owner of the booth was a shrewd middle-aged man, who, upon seeing the antique in Lin Tiantian's hand, displayed a hint of surprise in his eyes: "This antique is no ordinary item. Young lady, you must handle it with care."
Upon hearing this, Lin Tiantian became even more curious: "Do you know the history of this antique?" Her eyes were filled with longing.
The middle-aged merchant shook his head, "I have only heard some rumors that this antique is related to an ancient legend, which is about a great demon and a catastrophic disaster."
Lin Ting hurriedly arrived upon hearing this, his expression turned serious, "What does this catastrophic disaster refer to?"
The middle-aged merchant sighed, "According to rumors, the disaster will plunge the human world and the demon world into chaos, and this antique is the key to predicting that disaster." There was a hint of seriousness in his words.
Lin Ting and Lin Tiantian exchanged a glance, both feeling the seriousness of the situation. Shue Ling also returned at this time, his expression serious, "The news from the demon world did mention this antique, it seems to be related to a huge disaster."
Three people realized that the secret of this antique was far more profound and dangerous than they had imagined. They decided to bring the antique back, study it carefully, and prepare for any potential disasters.
On the other side of the market, Lin Tiantian took Shue Ling's hand and quickly walked towards the stream. Her face was filled with a carefree smile, as if temporarily putting aside the pressure of finding the antique. " Shue Ling, come with me, let's go play in the water!" Her voice was full of childlike excitement.
Shue Ling His brow furrowed slightly as the Prince of the Demon Tribe, usually cold and proud, was never interested in this kind of activity. But under the pull of Lin Tiantian, he had no choice but to go along. His steps were elegant, but his expression seemed somewhat uncomfortable.
Lin Tiantian excitedly took off her socks and without any hesitation, dipped her feet into the cool stream. The refreshing sensation made her unable to help but reveal a satisfied smile, and the worries in her eyes seemed to dissipate at that moment.
" Shue Ling, come on, the water is really cool!" she shouted, splashing water with her hand and laughing as she invited Shue Ling. Her voice was full of energy and joy, like a ray of sunshine illuminating everything around her.
Shue Ling, the Prince of the Demon Tribe, held a high position but rarely encountered the dangers of the world. His character was cold and proud, with a stubborn nature that made him difficult to approach. But under Lin Tiantian's enthusiastic invitation, he hesitantly walked to the stream, sat down, and gently dipped his hand into the water. There wasn't much expression on his face, but a hint of inadvertent relaxation shimmered in his deep eyes. This was a rare leisure time for him, completely different from his usual arrogance.
Lin Tiantian's eyes are full of passion and vitality. She sits by the stream, gently swinging her feet, causing water splashes. She begins to tell her adventurous story, gesturing vividly and with rich expressions. Whenever she mentions particularly thrilling parts, her voice rises, and her eyes sparkle with excitement, as if those experiences are unfolding before her eyes. Her story includes thrilling escapes, mysterious treasures, and even encounters with various strange creatures.
"Do you know, Shue Ling, that time I was almost caught by a huge mountain demon! But with my wit, I set up a trap..." Lin Tiantian excitedly describes, her voice filled with pride.
Shue Ling sat by the shore, listening to Lin Tiantian's story while gazing at the reflection in the stream. His appearance was cold and proud, not easily approachable, always giving off a sense of superiority. But at this moment, as Lin Tiantian's story unfolded, a deep contemplation gradually appeared in his eyes. Although his face still maintained its usual indifference, his gaze revealed a curiosity about the world in Lin Tiantian's words.
Lin Tiantian occasionally observed Shue Ling's reactions and found that despite his stern exterior, he seemed very interested in her story. She couldn't help but smile and then continued her narrative, speaking faster and brimming with enthusiasm.
"You always believe my words so easily, Shue Ling. Sometimes I worry that you'll be misled by my exaggerated storytelling," Lin Tiantian mischievously blinked.
Shue Ling simply replied, "Your stories always feel fascinating." His voice was calm, but the gleam in his eyes revealed his interest in these stories.
Two people from different worlds and a demon, by the cool stream, sharing their own stories and feelings. The sunlight shines through the cracks of the leaves, the stream murmurs, and time seems to slow down at this moment, presenting a peaceful and beautiful scene in front of them.
As Lin Ting slowly walks from the other side of the market, his steps appear steady and thoughtful. A hint of imperceptible worry is revealed in his eyes, which stems not only from the pursuit of the mystery of antiques but also reflects his deep concern as an older brother for his sister and the mission. "We should still focus on the matter of the antiques," he gently reminds, with a tone that is both gentle and unquestionably serious.
Lin Tiantian heard her brother's words and paused her story for a moment. She was slightly taken aback, but quickly adjusted her emotions and showed a serious expression: "Brother, you're right. We should continue to search for the secrets of the antiques." A hint of determination shone in her eyes, as if she had refocused her energy.
After listening to Lin Ting's words, Xueling stood up, tall and elegant. He gently brushed off the water droplets on his clothes, his expression still calm but with a hint of determination: "I will continue to contact the informants in the demon realm, hoping to make some discoveries." While speaking, his voice was calm, but his eyes revealed an undeniable determination.
Three people took a moment to rest by the tranquil stream before diving back into their search for antique secrets.
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