At dusk, Sphinx took the people away from the drawing city. They had planned to stay in the drawing city for one more night, but when they bought the food on the road, they couldn''t even afford the room.

    It''s not all Manda''s fault. Leond lost 40 silver coins in the tavern, and the rest can''t even buy clean black bread.

    It''s impossible to stay in a hotel. There''s no chance to stay in a hotel all the way.

    Here, Manda is right. It''s not that simple.

    Kunta wrote another line on the paper: the words and sentences that disrupt the word order need to be broken.

    Manda took the parchment, frowned and shook her head.

    The situation is more complicated than that! Kunta grabbed a few hair, thought hard and covered: "it''s so stupid that you spent a gold coin for this kind of thing."

    He wrote another line on parchment: Aramaic mixed with other words?

    After reading it, Manda didn''t say anything. It seems that she guessed right this time!

    Kunta blushed excitedly. If he really didn''t read Manda wrong, he knew he was different from him at the first sight.

    How brave was it that he could easily deceive the count? What courage is it that he can calmly face those who are punished by God? He can see the value of precious smoke stone at a glance. What kind of experience is this? What insight was it that he could find such a precious treasure in the market?

    His guess is right. He is really the dependents of the gods, and may even be the gods who fell into the world!

    He is willing to share such a precious treasure with himself. Kunta feels that he has harvested the most precious thing in the world and deserves his proud lifelong friendship!

    Hearing some noise from the carriage, Kunta hurriedly wrote down the last line: don''t let the count see these things!

    Manda nodded. Kunta quickly threw the parchment into the fire. All night, Kunta was studying the statue of Zeus. Seeing his obsession, Manda sighed in her heart:

    Would he despise me if he told him I couldn''t read?

    Manda doesn''t know the words of this world. One in a hundred people can read in this world. In the Baron''s house, only the Baron couple and two children can read. Illegitimate children are not so lucky.

    As for Kunta, who knows many languages and knows ancient characters, it is rare. This is also the reason why the count often sends him out to perform tasks. At some times, Kunta plays a much greater role than Sphinx.

    Kunta didn''t sleep all night. He was thinking about the words on the statue and the way to hide the stone statue. The count had a hundred eyes. Every corner of the valley was under his gaze. Except for one place - the cave of the old witch Portia, the count didn''t like to look at the body.

    But will Portia help? Will she keep a secret? What should I buy her?

    Kunta couldn''t make up his mind. At dawn, he woke up Manda and wrote on parchment: do you think Portia is reliable? Can we hide the stone statue with her?

    Manda rubbed her eyes, reluctantly looked at Kunta, looked at parchment, and sighed: "do you think it''s useful?"

    This is what Manda says. He doesn''t recognize a word. He doesn''t want to put it on.

    Kunta was stunned, saw Manda looking at the carriage, and finally woke up.

    It''s too childish. The idea is really childish. Kunta is ashamed of herself!

    Manda is right. It''s useless. Sphinx has seen these statues. She will tell the count that if the statues are not handed over, the count will skin them.

    What should I do? What the hell should I do?

    Kunta wants to bury the stone statue outside the valley and dig it out for research when he leaves the valley next time, but it''s still a bit risky. The next task may be far away. What if someone else finds it?

    You have to talk to Manda.

    Kunta was about to write on parchment when she saw Manda frowning and saying, "wouldn''t it be good to save your paper and ink?"

    Kunta was stunned for a long time and patted on the forehead.

    I''m so stupid! Why hide the stone statue? Just copy down the text! He counted the parchment in his backpack. There were only five pieces left. The words had to be written smaller, otherwise the paper was really not enough.

    Kunta spent two days transcribing all the words on the twelve stone statues. He also tried his best to find an opportunity to report the research results to Manda.

    "Zeus is listening. It''s a blessing from a cow. What do you mean by this?" Kunta whispered, taking the opportunity to release his hand.

    "Are you sure that cow is not playing the piano at Zeus?" Manda said casually.

    "Does the word mean not blessing, but playing the piano?" Kunta was serious, but he couldn''t understand why a cow played the piano anyway.

    After studying for several days, he turned his attention to the dirty puppet. The puppet was wearing a waist tied skirt, with curly blond hair, a blank face and no facial features. It was easy to associate with witchcraft and curse.

    I wish I could give it to Portia, but the count would not let go of this good thing.

    The journey home was hard and long, but it was fleeting for Kunta. He had not had time to study gyro and twelve line chess, but he had heard the voice of old yaman.

    "Pluto, congratulations. Life will always stay at the age of 38. What a good age!"

    Pluto sighed: "if you can be as lucky as holna and stay at the age of 26, that is the most perfect life."

    "Do you want me to die in jealousy and chagrin? It''s not that easy. My old bone is still very strong!"

    Old yaman''s jealousy was just a joke, but leond''s jealousy was clearly written on his face.

    Leaving the carriage, they returned to the valley in the same way as before. Sphinx flew in the sky with Manda, while others chose to drill a cave. At the moment of landing, Manda immediately felt watched.

    There seems to be an eye on the steep rock. If you look at it, it will disappear immediately. If you don''t look at it, it will continue to look at you.

    Such eyes are almost everywhere. Stones, bark, grass leaves, and even dew on grass leaves. The count''s 100 eyes are watching everything in the valley all the time.

    Back at the castle, Manda took a nap with the quilt, and Sphinx was the first to call into the count''s room.

    The lioness explained her experience of the trip in detail. The count was not surprised by the Marquis of NARS''s sitting on the ground and starting the price. What surprised him was that two boxes of smoke stones could be exchanged for 100 gold coins.

    "What kind of smoke stone is that?"

    The lioness took out two smoke stones from her backpack: "I secretly left a little, but the Marquis didn''t find it."

    The count picked up the smoke stone, looked at it for a moment and asked, "how big is the box containing the smoke stone?"

    Sphinx pointed to one of the count''s glove boxes and said, "it''s a little bigger than that."

    "A little bigger..." the count sighed, "I still suffer a loss. This is a smoke stone shining on the holy light of Apollo. A box is worth a hundred gold coins."

    Sphinx looked stunned and said, "Marquis Conners said that it was for the friendship between you that we were allowed..."

    "Needless to say, it doesn''t matter," said the count, fiddling with the smoke stone for a moment. "You say Manda has seen this smoke stone before?"

    "He said his father..."

    "To hell with his father, he lied and asked him to come to my room and bring all the good things he bought!"