In the middle of the night, Shen Yan was in a daze.
He covered his head and continued to sleep.
Zhao Kuo shook his head and found that Shen Yan was as soft as the noodles they cooked.
A mercenary maintains a certain degree of vigilance even when sleeping. Not to mention being shaken by someone, even if it is just a slight tap, he will immediately become energetic. This is a habit developed since childhood.
This is the first time I have seen someone like Shen Yan.
The more he shook his face, the deeper he buried it in his neck.
Hey!
Zhao Kuo simply picked him up and walked out.
Outside, the moon is particularly bright tonight.
Only then did Shen Yan wake up, wiped his eyes, and said: "It is recorded in the "Burial Book" of the Western Zhou Dynasty that people must be buried on the ground after death. The ground is connected to the netherworld. If evil spirits are vented in the netherworld, they must be suppressed with objects."
"That's why we have the term tomb-suppressing beast."
"During the Western Zhou Dynasty, the first tomb-suppressing beasts were stone rhinoceros. They were very large and could only be used by the richest and most powerful nobles."
"When it developed into the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the tomb-suppressing beasts changed. First, they were no longer huge, and even civilian graves could use some simple small tools like this. Second, there were two tomb-suppressing beasts, both with ferocious attacks. Modeled after the shape of animals.”
"In the Tang Dynasty, there were clear regulations on the tomb-suppressing beasts. One must be a beast with a human face, the other must be a beast with a beast face, and most of them are mythical species..."
"And the one we got today is a super ferocious glazed tomb-suppressing beast. It completely conforms to the specifications of the tomb-suppressing beasts used by ordinary people during the Warring States Period..."
As he talked, his voice was as gentle as jade. Zhao Kuo sometimes wondered where Shen Yan came from. He was different from the mercenaries he had seen. The more he came into contact with him, the more obvious the difference became. .
Shen Yan continued: "As for the ugliness, I guess it's because my family is too poor and can't afford to hire a master to carve it, so I carved it myself."
"If you look carefully and look at it for a long time, it is actually quite pleasing to the eye..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yan tilted his body and continued to sleep.
Zhao Kuo held on to the limp "noodles" without any vigilance at all, and just fell asleep leaning on him.
Zhao Kuo played with the "noodle man" like a tumbler for a while before picking him up and returning to the warehouse.
The next day, Shen Yan was awakened by laughter outside the house.
It's already bright outside. In fact, as a mercenary, he is probably famous in the entire mercenary city for getting up so late.
But the people in the Haw Par Mercenary Group didn't mind at all. It wasn't Shen Yan who made them sell noodles, but Shen Yan called Li Sanniang to play for them at night. It was normal for him to get up late because he was tired.
When Shen Yan walked out of the warehouse, he saw Locust Cubs and several children surrounding something, laughing loudly.
Walking over to take a look, Shen Yan said: "..."
A black ferocious dog with fluffy and messy hair that rolled countless times in the grass.
The body is crouching, the eyes are fierce, the dog is still a bastard, and the teeth are crooked and cracked. At first glance, this dog is very ferocious.
Put together with the ferocious tiger and the vigorous leopard, the picture seems to have been destroyed, which makes people laugh.
Zhao Kuo was also a little helpless, but that ugly stone was actually a sacred weapon.
Overnight, the Linyuan ceremony started, and Zhao Kuo looked at Shen Yan a little differently.
When the locust cub saw Shen Yan come out, he quickly brought a basin of water: "Wash your face and wash your face. After washing your face, we will go to the noodle stall to eat noodles."
After speaking, he added: "Shen Yan, you don't even know that a strange thing happened in the mercenary city last night."
Shen Yan washed his face and said, "What's weird?"
The locust cub became interested: "Someone is dead. It's a very strange death, like this."
After saying that, he covered his head with his head in the water in the basin and scratched randomly with both hands on both sides, as if he was drowning.
When the locust cub raised his head, his face was full of water: "I heard from everyone that he was infected by pollutants and drowned himself in the basin."
The other children who gathered around nodded neatly.
Shen Yan: "..."
There is no need to perform live, it is so scary. Thinking about the scene of drowning in the basin, my hair stands on end.
This is much weirder than death by drowning.
Death by drowning is a death caused by the inability to control oneself and save oneself.
But dying in the water in the basin is really something that most people can't do.
Human instinct is to save oneself. When death is imminent, self-rescue is a physical instinct that cannot be controlled by the will. It is not easy to die in vain.
Shen Yan asked curiously: "What kind of pollutants?"
Locust Cub: "I don't know. Anyway, there is a lot of news outside. It is estimated that it has spread throughout the mercenary city."
Shen Yan looked at Zhao Kuo: "If pollutants appear, will anyone take care of it?"
The pollutants are ancient documents or sacred vessels that gave birth to evil gods. If no one takes care of them, they will always exist, and people will continue to die in the city.
Zhao Kuo replied: "The mercenary group that thinks it is the ruler of the mercenary city, or wants to be the ruler of the mercenary city, will take care of it."
Shen Yan said "Oh", that's good.
After washing his face, he was about to sneak a group of children to a noodle stall to eat noodles, but was stopped by Zhao Kuo.
Zhao Kuo handed over a sheathed dagger in his hand. The dagger was a bit heavy, but it was very sharp when driven.
It is longer than ordinary daggers and has a different style. The end of the handle of the dagger is an inverted handle that is close to a right angle. It can be held for stabbing, stabbing, scratching, and it can also be held upside down for cutting actions.
It is a dagger style commonly used by mercenaries and is suitable for different environments.
Zhao Kuo said: "Hold it to defend yourself."
"There may not be peace in the city lately."
Then he took out half of the Southern Song Dynasty jade and Tang amber jade bracelets from Shen Yan.
Use a rope to string up half of the jade bracelet, hang it around Shen Yan's neck, put it under the clothes on his chest to cover it, and put the jade bracelet on Shen Yan's wrist.
"The sacred weapon must be in contact with the skin to summon the heroic spirit normally. Whether it is separated by cloth or metal, it will be affected."
Shen Yan was stunned, wearing the cultural relics like this was something he had never dared to think about before.
But in this world, cultural relics have become a unique weapon to ensure survival. If there is danger, it is really inappropriate to take out cultural relics on three levels.
The true value of the sacred artifact is to provide people with a chance to survive, rather than shelving it on the shelf, which would be meaningless.
Shen Yan was pulling out the dagger, and he was pulling out the dagger more and more vigorously, just like playing with a lighter. The repeated movements had a kind of magic, and he couldn't stop no matter what.
After playing for a while, Shen Yan covered the bracelet on his wrist with his sleeves before going out.
The locust cub handed the rope in his hand to Shen Yan. Shen Yan held the rope and walked out of the city with the seven children.
Zhao Kuo took one look and couldn't help but shake his head. He was just his mercenary, wandering around all day, looking very happy.
Then he began to think deeply. The appearance of contaminants and the strange death after mental infection were nothing. The important thing was that the contaminant was not found near the deceased, as if it had been taken away deliberately.
If he remembered correctly, the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group just got some old documents. He didn't ask clearly yesterday about the source of those old documents. Maybe the pollutants causing the infection now came from the same batch as those of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group. It's uncertain. If it keeps flowing in the city, many people will die, and it may even cause large-scale strange events.
He had just gone out to pay attention to this matter. Several mercenary groups were already investigating the source of the contaminants, but what was puzzling was that the Iron-blooded mercenary group had such important clues, but they did not reveal it at all.
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Shen Yan walked towards the city gate with her baby.
On the road there were the sounds of several children discussing how many bowls of noodles they wanted to eat.
In fact, except for the locust cubs, which can finish a bowl, the others are still small and can only be finished by sharing a bowl of noodles.
Take it easy, it’s a new day.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion in front.
Shen Yan looked up and was wary. The center of the commotion was a man who was buying food, but this man...
Dirty clothes, messy hair, these are not the important points. The skin of this man exposed through clothes is full of swollen flesh, just like a tumor man, swollen and will explode when poked.
Shen Yan swallowed hard: "What kind of sub-human race is this?"
When you look like this, you still go to the streets to buy food.
Next to him, the locust cub trembled and pulled Shen Yan on the rope: "Monster, run."
Qi Shenyan could imagine that he was still a subhuman race.
Humans and what kind of species could give birth to this thing?
Shen Yan and the others couldn't run fast because some of the babies were too small and their short legs couldn't move them very far.
The monster seemed to be stimulated by the reactions of the people around it. Like a stress reaction, it instantly began to attack the people around it. It is estimated that the remaining actions of buying food were controlled by the will of the monster.
Shen Yan's face turned pale and he was in chaos.
It turns out that the difficulties he needs to face in this world are not just poverty. The dangers he needs to face are not just mercenaries who may snatch supplies at any time, but also such weird things.
An indescribable existence.
He could only shout in a low voice: "Liu Changyi!"
Call his name.
Before the voice fell, arrows shot out from the shadow.
Liu Changyi drew his bow and fired arrow after arrow, the sound of arrows whistling in his ears.
Shen Yan turned around and saw that Liu Changyi's arrow skills were very accurate. The arrow penetrated from one side of the monster's temple and revealed an arrowhead from the other side.
One arrow after another, the monster's head was inserted into a skewer, but the skewers were hung with people.
Shen Yan's face was happy, but his expression immediately changed.
Sure enough, it was a monster, but it only blocked its actions, and its head was shot/pierced into a hedgehog, but it didn't die.
He let out a terrifying roar and pounced on the surrounding crowd.
Shen Yan was about to continue running for his life when a figure quickly approached the monster.
The figure's speed is very fast, and the movements are as graceful as those of an action actor using Wire. Well, it is even more agile and smooth than an action actor.
The person who came was wearing a flying fish suit with a spring knife embroidered on his waist.
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, this clothing and equipment, Ming Dynasty Jin Yiwei? The heroic spirit in the dream abyss?
The thought lasted only a moment. The heroic spirit in front of him drew out the knife from his waist and chopped off the monster's head with one knife. There was no unnecessary movement at all and there was no sloppiness.
The monster's head rolled on the ground with a clang for a long time. The body was split into two parts, and there was filthy blood on the ground.
But the half-born corpse was still able to move. Fortunately, the Jin Yiwei's sword skills were sharp, and he dismembered the body with one knife. Liu Changyi's long bow also shot the head that was on the ground with its eyes rolled out to pieces.
With a "wow" sound, Shen Yan couldn't hold it back anymore and started to vomit on the roadside.
This was something he couldn't control. Even the weirdest events he had known could not compare to the stimulation he felt now.
When he couldn't vomit anymore and looked up with a pale face, he saw the Ming Dynasty Jin Yiwei standing behind a Goth boy.
Zhao Lan glanced down: "Sure enough, I am gay."
The children behind Shen Yan also patted their chests and said angrily: "I told you not to throw corpses into the sewer, but if you don't listen, look, the corpse crawled out again on its own."
After saying that, he tilted his head and looked at Zhao Lan: "Hey, Zhao Lan?"
Isn't this the drama queen from their former Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group? He is obviously more arrogant than them, but once an adult is present, hey, his face changes faster than the weather in the mercenary city.
Why did you come down to the city?
Locust Cub: "Zhao Lan, did your sacred weapon successfully summon heroic spirits?"
Everyone knows that Zhao Lan has a particularly powerful sacred weapon, but he just can't trigger the "Lin Yuan Ritual". Zhao Lan has been wearing that sacred weapon since he was born, and he has been wearing it for more than ten years.
In Shangcheng District, it has become a joke among the other people who suppress the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
