Shen Yan pretended to be calm and passed by Big Beard, who seemed not to recognize him at all.
That's right, he was standing under the door that reflected the starlight, as if there was a light source behind him, making it difficult to see clearly.
Sunzi kept pulling Shen Yan's hand: "You're going the wrong way, this way."
Shen Yan's thoughts were very confused now. What was that old box used for?
Unfortunately, although Zhao Kuo has a diary in his hand, which may record some contents about this old box, his soul is not stable and he does not dare to read old documents anymore.
In Zhao Kuo's words, unless you get the Silver Dawn Flower, a specialty of the Spirit Tribe, it will take at least half a year to stabilize your soul.
The bearded Cheng Tongxu glared at the thin boy standing in front of him, his eyes were like bells.
He was so big, it was as if the boy hadn't seen him and almost bumped into him.
Then, Cheng Tongxu suddenly laughed and said in a buzzing voice: "Watch the road, watch the road, be careful if I stumble you."
People who were familiar with Cheng Tongxu's violent temper were unable to react. They thought that with Big Beard's violent character, he would not be able to stagger others.
The bearded man of the Fearless Mercenary Group has a good reputation in the mercenary city. Firstly, his rude and loud voice can be heard from a long distance in the mercenary bar. As time goes by, more and more people are familiar with him. Secondly, Even though Big Beard is a rough guy, his strength is quite impressive. Some people speculate that Big Beard may have reached the seventh prologue.
After the bearded man finished speaking, he gave Shen Yan a rare smile that he thought was kind.
He is in a good mood today, very good.
Last night, he fell asleep with great panic. He thought that he encountered an indescribable existence, just like those unlucky ghosts in poetry.
Those weird existences are not kind in the descriptions of ancient poems.
Anyone who unintentionally peeks at them will be inexplicably plagued by the doomed virus and disease, and their souls will be eroded by unspeakable terror until they go crazy or suffer cardiac arrest.
However, in poetry, apart from those unlucky ones, there are always a very small number of individual people who are favored by the goddess of luck and are favored by those unknown existences.
For example, he became such a favored person last night.
When he woke up uneasy, he suddenly discovered that the scimitar he had worn for many years could actually call out the name of the heroic spirit inside.
Heroic spirit, name, Yelu Aqi.
I still vaguely remember the vague picture in my dream of the brave Yelu Aqi wearing a scimitar, nomadic on the grassland, following his tribe on the battlefield, and conquering all directions.
It was just like the description of the thunderous sound he heard on the strange sea.
At that time, he couldn't understand what the thunderous voice was saying. What was it about Khitan or Daliao? He had never heard it before. It was majestic and frightening, like the whispers of God, frightening and full of secrets. But Don't peek into its true meaning.
But now, he knew what those sounds were.
It is the revelation and insight of truth to him.
Tsk, he is a favored one.
If he were those people in Brahma Emperor City, he would probably praise the goddess.
It’s a pity that he doesn’t believe in God, but that doesn’t stop him from expressing his inner thoughts in confusion, praising the future.
Know, praise the secret, praise the indescribable existence.
Cheng Tongaxe even hummed a vulgar tune happily and couldn't wait to find his iron brother, the brother who sold him the scimitar.
His brother, the baby is seven or eight years old. When he gave birth to the baby, he told everyone but not him.
He has never met his eldest nephew even once.
Cheng Tongaxe went to the Hurricane Mercenary Group without stopping. His good brother was a member of the Hurricane Mercenary Group, named Gao Wei. Of course, he didn't mention looking for anyone when he came.
Instead, when he meets people, he praises him for the benefits of his scimitar.
"Look at this rare humanoid heroic spirit."
"Brave and strong, he must have been a great soldier during his lifetime."
It did attract a lot of people to watch.
There are many types of sacred artifacts, among which those that can summon humanoid heroic spirits are the most precious.
There are many types of humanoid heroic spirits, and the fighting heroic spirits are the most valuable. As for mercenaries, the main theme is definitely fighting.
Sacred artifacts like this have always had a price but no market. No one is willing to sell them. They are left to their descendants and passed down from generation to generation.
The Khitan scimitar soldiers are also famous for their bravery and skill in fighting.
"It is indeed a rare and good holy weapon, but it looks familiar to me."
"Big Beard, isn't this the one our Gao Lieutenant sold you!"
All of a sudden, it was like water dripping from boiling oil.
"Okay, Big Beard, didn't you say that our Hurricane Mercenary Group sold you a fake holy weapon?"
"Now that the Linyuan Ceremony is successful, it actually came to us to show off."
"Why did I just listen to Captain Gao and sell such a good holy weapon to you?"
At this time, Captain Gao, who came after hearing the news, first glanced at the heroic spirit standing behind the bearded man, and then stared at the bearded man with a cheerful expression.
After so many years, he and Big Beard no longer interacted. Why?
Not just because of the careless things a bearded man says with a big mouth, but there is another reason.
Although the two sacred artifacts did come from the excavation of the ruins, they did not trigger the Linyuan ritual to summon the heroic spirits within.
What was originally a good thing directly caused a gap between the two.
Therefore, Gao Wei was not sure whether it was true or false that he sold it to Big Beard as a favor.
But it was different now. The bearded man summoned the heroic spirit among them, and he became more confident and confident.
He had to vent out the unhappiness he had been holding in his heart for these years.
He shouted with the same loud voice: "Don't you dislike the sacred artifact I sold you? Come on, come on, I'll buy it back at the original price."
The bearded man laughed and covered his scimitar: "Then whoever sells it to me belongs to me. There is no reason to go back. Besides, it is impossible to buy such a good holy weapon at that price."
The two of them may seem rough, but in fact they are also delicate.
Big Beard used the way he slapped himself to show that what he said at the beginning was a bunch of completely unreliable nonsense, and used himself to prove the credibility of the iron brother who originally sold him the holy weapon.
Gao Wei used a particularly loud voice to blame, which resolved the siltation in his heart for many years.
The two argued so hard that their faces turned red and their necks thickened, as if they were about to fight.
But some things that were once solidified seem to have melted away.
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"Both the two holy weapons came from the same ruins. Why did your holy weapon's ritual of approaching the abyss succeed, but mine didn't show any reaction at all?"
The bearded voice stopped in shock.
Then, his face turned red from holding back, and he couldn't say anything.
Anyone who talks about the unknown existence will be noticed and paid attention to by the unknown existence. Being paid attention to by the unknown is the most vicious curse in the world. Even the sound of that existence can make the entire sea violently churn.
It is mentioned in those ancient poems that the joys and sorrows of such a being are not the same as those of human beings. No one knows what the consequences will be if they casually mention such a being, and what kind of terrible feedback the other party will give.
Anyone who tries to test, peep, or decipher such an existence will end badly. Those ancient poems have given enough warning.
In the past, he might not have taken it seriously, but now, things happened to him, and he couldn't be more careful.
But, he clearly knew the reason why his holy weapon could succeed in the ritual of coming to the abyss, but he couldn't tell his iron brother.
Guilty, so guilty. I have felt guilty for so many years, especially now that their relationship is on the verge of reconciliation.
It's so embarrassing for him to be so rough-tempered.
What should I do so that I can help my iron brother without mentioning the unknown existence?
At this time, Shen Yan absent-mindedly took Sunzi to find the aunt who called Sunzi a motherless child.
But how could they wait for them to find it?
Facing the empty space, bamboo shoots were inserted into his waist: "If you scold me, don't run away if you can."
"Hmph, our family Shen Yan is here to reason."
Shen Yan rubbed Bamboo's head: "I'll take you to repair someone else's house."
Sunzi was stunned: "Why do you need to repair someone else's house?"
Shen Yan smiled: "Then you have to ask your commander."
Zhao Kuo and the others were actually following along, firstly because they were along the way, and secondly because they felt that if Shen Yan went to "reason" with people, they probably would not succeed and would probably get beaten.
He was carrying some materials for repairing the house.
As Chen Yan walked away, he asked Zhao Kuo some questions in a low voice: "I see that the bearded man just now seems to be recognized by everyone?"
Zhao Kuo replied nonchalantly: "You can get to know Cheng Tongaxu, the loudspeaker of the Fearless Mercenary Group, by going to the mercenary bar a few times. His strength relies entirely on his roar."
"By the way, he is also a good blacksmith. He has his own iron furnace on the street. The pusher we use to plan wood was made at his place."
Shen Yan said "Oh" calmly: "I was thinking about making some saws for cutting wood, so that we can make tables and stools faster."
It turns out that the bearded man is Cheng Tongaxe, a member of the Fearless Mercenary Group in the City of Mercenaries.
So... Regarding what happened in the fantasy last night, is the bearded man also an experiencer?
I entered the illusion because of that old box, and for what reason was Big Beard able to enter?
Moreover, he remembered very clearly that there were many small boats on the sea, and there were motionless "figures" on them. Could other people enter the illusion?
These people share
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It doesn't seem simple.
The more I think about it, the more questions I have.
And... the Khitan soldier behind the bearded man, could he call it before, or did he call it out today after listening to the story he told last night?
Unknowingly, we arrived at the place where the house was being repaired, and Shen Yan helped deliver the materials.
Not long after Ji Zhuo arrived, the people from the Security Pavilion came to fill in the soil and seal the tunnel leading to the underground burning tower. Ji Zhuo was not responsible for such a big thing, but Zhao Kuo and the others told Ji Zhuo directly that it was impossible for the Security Pavilion to do so. Can get around him.
Ji Zhuo ran in both directions. One moment he came over to help repair the house, and the next he went to see how busy the small team he led was doing. His legs were not idle and he was full of energy.
He works, but he likes to chat when there are many people.
While chatting, the topic of what mercenary career Shen Yan should choose came up.
Shen Yan was also very troubled and had to find a way to get on the line with the Spirit Clan.
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Emerald Forest.
The Eldar team heading to the deserted city has returned.
White King Xiao Lingchen is meeting the returning tribesmen.
"The barbarians in the deserted city are completely unreasonable."
"No matter what conditions we offered, they didn't even consider it and drove us out of the deserted city."
The Spirit Clan, which has always prided itself on etiquette and magnanimity, was now so angry that it looked ugly. They had never been aggrieved like this. They had always rejected others.
I have never seen such unreasonable people. Who doesn't know the situation in Huangcheng? They brought full sincerity. As a result, others didn't wait for them to finish their words, and the weapons were thrown at them. It was useless to say anything.
It is strange that a group of people living in such a difficult living environment can refuse the immediate benefits.
Xiao Lingchen said calmly as always: "It's not that they don't meet the conditions we proposed, but they don't trust us."
The deserted city hundreds of years ago was not so poor. On their barren land, there was a beast called the gray-eyed rabbit. It gnawed grass roots and lived in holes. It had a strong reproductive ability. The barbaric city People who feed on this can live a decent life, although it cannot be said to be rich.
At that time, a down-and-out wandering poet went to Huangcheng. Because of the delicacy of gray-eyed rabbits, he wrote a poem to praise the specialty of Huangcheng. Unexpectedly, this poem quickly spread widely and was sung by other wandering poets to the extreme. A vast place.
The delicious taste of gray-eyed rabbits has attracted many caravans from many cities to check it out.
At first, although the barbarians in the deserted city were wary of these caravans, they did not exclude them. After all, they brought rich supplies in exchange for their gray-eyed rabbits.
The barbarians in the deserted city, even in difficult years, still abide by the rules passed down from generation to generation. When hunting gray-eyed rabbits, the mother is not killed, and the young are not killed.
But they ignored human greed.
Those foreign caravans were quite honest at first, but soon after seeing the benefits brought by gray-eyed rabbits, they secretly formed hunting teams under the guise of caravan trade and hunted secretly.
At a crazy speed, it wiped out the gray-eyed rabbits in the deserted city.
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This trust caused Huangcheng to lose the basis of their survival.
With this hatred, the barbarians in the deserted city bloodbathed countless poaching caravans, but so what...
Until now, Huangcheng has been unable to recover.
This also resulted in their completely distrustful attitude towards outsiders. They were cut off from the basis of their survival. It is conceivable how deeply they were hurt and how unforgettable the lessons were.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the situation of the people in Huangcheng is not optimistic. It is not that the prophets of Huangcheng have not thought about re-establishing contact with the outside world. For example, the marriage between this generation of Huangcheng prophets and the leader of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group of the Mercenary City is their step out. step.
But the problems left over from history, as well as distrust and suspicion, finally stopped at this step. Even Zhao Kuo was sent back to the deserted city as a child and was not allowed to stay in the mercenary city.
This is a competition between two forces. Of course, many people are not willing to see the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group and the barbarians in Huangcheng reach an agreement, and the overt and covert methods have never stopped.
Xiao Lingchen pondered, these have nothing to do with the Spirit Clan, but it is not easy to deal with Huangcheng, but...
But it's not impossible.
Xiao Lingchen looked in the direction of the mercenary city. The Spirit Clan had no way to establish contact with the deserted city, but someone could. If this person could help get around in the middle, something might be possible.
Xiao Lingchen suddenly said: "I'm going to the mercenary city."
People from the Spiritual Race: "..."
As a legendary ranger, Xiao Lingchen can even visit the oldest ruins. Naturally, they are not worried about the safety of their White King. The ranger's agility and speed are unmatched by other professions, but their White King has not left the Emerald Forest for many years. ?
Mercenary City, Shangcheng District, where the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group is stationed.
Zhao Lan was smiling and praying with his uncle Ole, expressing his piety to a picture of a black goat hanging on the wall: "Praise the goddess!"
The standard and elegant aristocratic etiquette is as sacred as the ritual feeling of emitting holy light, making this young man look like the most devout believer.
Of course, if one analyzes Zhao Lan's heart at this time, it would be like a thousand horses galloping around.
Zhao Lan: Dear uncle, the painting is really a black goat! How do devout believers continue to utter praises to a black goat day after day?
It’s just about praising the goddess’s virtues. I heard that the priests in the Brahma Emperor City are now praising the goddess’s appearance. It’s so crazy that it has become the most popular trend. Zhao Lan feels that if this continues, there will be another one in the world. A demi-human named Goatman was born.
The name... feels weird.
When Zhao Lan thought that he would have to be like this in the future, his face, which was like sunshine, couldn't help but twitch several times.
After praying, Zhao Lan hurriedly said: "Dear uncle, I have to go to Xiacheng District to spread the gospel of God, so that these confused people can return to the embrace of God as soon as possible."
Anyway, don't let him see this picture. Now his mind is full of images of demihumans with sheep heads and human bodies.
In the past, Olai would have discussed the greatness of God and other topics with Zhao Lan with a smile, but Olai let Zhao Lan go this time.
"Dear nephew, little sun of God, go, God loves the world, even if they are poor sinners from downtown."
“As long as they are pious to God, God will forgive their sin of poverty. God’s love is everywhere
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I thought in my heart, let the mercenaries in the mercenary city believe in God? It's probably the same level of difficulty as getting a bloody wild wolf to eat grass.
Zhao Lan packed up, carried the holy vessel on his back, and walked outside the station. He had to be the young man in his poem and wash away the frightened heart he had just felt.
Tsk tsk, no one in the mercenary city knows the name of his heroic young man Zhao Lan, even though... he has done nothing.
His sunny, handsome and energetic appearance is indeed lovable, especially in the eyes of little girls and aunts, the legendary mercenary must have looked so handsome when he was a boy.
However, before Zhao Lan had gone far, a dagger was suddenly placed on his neck.
The cold, sharp dagger convinced Zhao Lan that this was not an illusion.
Unexpectedly, at the door of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, he was put with a dagger on his neck!
Zhao Lan was dragged into the alley next to him.
The dagger on the neck is very exquisite, somewhat different from the simple style used by ordinary mercenaries.
This man was tall and slender, wearing a hooded robe, with the hood covering his entire face, and a long gray cloak hanging behind him.
He also carried a sacristy box on his back, as well as a long bow with an extremely long arc, and a pot of arrows on his waist.
This is the customary attire of a ranger.
In fact, there is no fixed dress code for each profession, but in each profession, if a legendary figure appears, everyone will always imitate some of the other person's habits intentionally or unintentionally.
In Shen Yan's words, this is the idol effect.
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sp; Because a legend like Xiao Lingchen appeared among the rangers, in this era, the dressing of rangers tended to be that of Xiao Lingchen, which is what Zhao Lan sees now.
Zhao Lan was about to say, where did the little ranger come from? He is too courageous. Who is Zhao Lan? The young hero in the poem. Well, this is what others have boasted about. It may not be a deterrent, but he is a real mercenary. The oldest mercenary group in the city, the son of the leader of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
I didn't see him carrying such a powerful holy weapon around all day, nor did I see those fierce mercenaries with blood-licking blades dare to steal it.
I actually met a little ranger without eyes today.
Before he could speak, the sharp dagger came closer to his skin, and a cold voice sounded: "Call the heroic spirit in your gun!"
Zhao Lan: "?"
What?
If the dagger hadn't been at his neck, he would have spitted out a mouthful of saliva.
How could anyone be more anxious than himself? He put a dagger on his neck and asked him to call for the heroic spirit.
You can't wait any longer than him. Look, you can do this kind of thing.
What's going on?
The key is, he can't call out.
What Zhao Lan felt in his heart was terrible. He couldn't call out, and someone put a dagger on his neck to force him to call out.
I thought he didn't want to. He now sleeps with the sacred vessel in his arms every night, but the Linyuan ceremony just doesn't come. What can he do?
Besides, if he could summon the gun warlock Lu Junyi, hehe, this little ranger would have to be beaten to the ground with a black nose and a swollen face.
Zhao Lan never thought that he would have such a wronged day.
The cold voice in my ear continued: "Hurry up!"
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My neck was so angry that I couldn't help but hold back two words: "No."
He has never been so frustrated in his life.
He just doesn't know how, even with a dagger on his neck.
The man just paused, then removed the dagger in his hand, turned around and walked away.
This stunned Zhao Lan.
what's going on?
So simple?
Do you have the guts to coerce him, but don’t have the guts to continue persecuting him?
But looking at this man walking leisurely, he didn't seem to be afraid at all.
Zhao Lan sighed a little for a while, touched the sacred box on his back, and muttered: "Ancestor, I call you ancestor, you might as well come out and show your face."
He was so frustrated.
How can I trigger the Linyuan Ritual? As long as it can be triggered, he would rather not have his handsome face.
Now that the dagger was no longer on Zhao Lan's neck, the stubborn young man's temper grew again, and he shouted at the back of the person leaving: "Do you have the ability to tell me who you are?"
How dare you insult him like this.
"When the day comes that I become a legend, I have to get back to where I am today."
Unexpectedly, the person who was leaving suddenly stopped.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said: "I'm waiting for that day."
At this time, the wind seemed to blow, lifting the gray cloak that was leaving, revealing the silvery white hair under the gray cloak.
The extremely long silvery white hair is particularly conspicuous, as if it is shining softly in the sun.
And, the golden crown on the man's head disappeared.
Zhao Lan was rubbing his neck: "Don't let me know who this little ranger is. You don't have to wait for me to become a legend. You have to catch me and beat me against the wall..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Lan's expression gradually solidified.
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A ranger with long silver hair and a golden crown.
The man's ears just seemed to be pointed.
Zhao Lan quickly rubbed his eyes and looked in the direction the man left, but there was no trace of anyone anywhere.
really.
Zhao Lan stayed in the alley for a long time, and then suddenly went crazy and hugged the sacred box: "Ancestor, ancestor, why don't you come out, ah ah ah, what on earth do you have to do to come out."
I heard from people who passed by there that a mysterious and extraordinary event happened in that alley. The screams were so miserable that they must have been infected by a powerful infectious agent and suffered a mental breakdown.
At this time, Shen Yan and the others continued to repair the house. According to their current progress, it would take about three or four days to complete the repair.
At this time, someone from the security booth came to Ji Zhuo, muttering something under his breath.
Ji Zhuo's expression was very strange.
After the man left, Jiang Yu asked, "What happened? It's mysterious."
Ji Zhuo replied: "It's really a strange thing."
"Another underground tunnel leading to the Burning Tower was discovered in the upper city area."
"By the way, there is a dead man at the entrance of the corridor. He looks like he just crawled out of the corridor. He is a rebel."
Shen Yan couldn't help but look at Zhao Kuo. He remembered that the man who attacked him yesterday had a very scary weapon in his hand.
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The murderer just happened to get into the underground tunnel yesterday.
Zhao Kuo also stopped, then put down what he was doing: "Go and have a look."
The matter of repairing the house was left to Dong Da and others.
Shen Yan thought for a while and then he followed.
Bamboo shoots must not be taken with him. He was lying on a piece of wood and sleeping like a kitten. This baby is particularly good at sleeping. Shen Yan found it several times. He was either lying on the threshold or hanging somewhere. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall asleep. Fell asleep.
After explaining, Shen Yan and Zhao Kuo headed to Shangcheng District in Ji Zhuo's patrol car.
About two hours ago, in a remote courtyard in Shangcheng District.
The flat ground was lifted from bottom to top, revealing a dark cave. A person was inside the cave, climbing out with difficulty.
The man's hand that was grabbing the ground was like a sewn piece of flesh, extremely ugly and scarred.
The person who was about to climb out suddenly stopped because there was someone above him, and all he could see was a pair of blue eyes and a smiling chin.
"Come back, Lamb of God."
There was a smile in his voice, but for some reason it always gave people an uneasy feeling.
"Where are my things?"
The person who was about to climb up quickly said: "The old documents were left there, and they were probably picked up by Zhao Kuo. As for the box..."
Before he finished speaking, the man with blue eyes frowned and squatted down: "The box is not important, it is just an ordinary box."
"The important thing is that you didn't complete what I asked you to do, and you also lost an old document."
“Even a lamb cannot be forgiven by God.”
"You can never return to God."
The man who was crawling out suddenly became excited: "No, no, you said that God will forgive me. As long as I become the Lamb of God, no matter what mistakes I have made in the past, I can return to the embrace of God..."
But before he finished speaking, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed and eventually died.
The man with blue eyes stood up and sighed: "It was too hasty. This useless lamb cost me an old document."
"I have to be quiet for a while and wait for the real lamb to come."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Not long after Blue Eyes left, in the dark cave, the lifeless man's right hand suddenly moved, and then he grabbed the ground with five fingers and struggled. Finally, the right hand broke away from the entire body, leaving a bloody wound and a single arm. Escaped from the dark cave.
I don’t know why, but it’s obviously an arm, but I can hear a sinister and arrogant laugh: “Finally got out of that damn place.”
"Jie Jie Jie, thank you for knowing the exit of the corridor."
When Shen Yan and the others arrived at the scene, the entire scene had been blocked by the security booth.
With Ji Zhuo's help, they could go in and take a look.
Shen Yan looked at the corpse with only one arm left. The cut was bleeding and it looked like it had just been broken.
On the remaining left hand, the pieces of flesh on it were sewn together and were full of wrinkled scars.
Shen Yan said to Zhao Kuo: "It seems to be the person who attacked me yesterday."
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This underground tunnel is indeed very evil.
"But why is he missing an arm? Did he encounter something in the corridor? It looks like it was torn off forcefully."
Zhao Kuo frowned and actually found the exit of the corridor.
This is not normal.
But the person died at the exit, just like...
It was as if someone was waiting for them to see this scene to end the recent pollutant infection incident in the city, making it impossible to investigate further.
Last time, Zhang Geng was the replacement murderer. After a loophole appeared, this time it was replaced by this person, who was more meticulous. Even they could not find any more clues.
As for the mysteriously missing arm, Zhao Kuo couldn't guess what happened.
The reason why the underground of the Mercenary City is called one of the dangerous places is that there are too many unknown dangers, and it is reasonable for any weird things to happen.
At this time Ji Zhuo came over and said, "We found out clearly that the deceased is the corpse-disintegrator Fu'ang."
"Three years ago, Foang failed in his promotion to the Corpse Shredder in Chapter 7 and turned into a monster."
"According to their rules in Brahma Emperor City, those who fail to be promoted must be punished with the blasphemy of a traitor to God before they can be executed. It was during the execution of Fo'ang that he was accidentally rescued by the monster organization of Sin City."
"I originally thought Fu Ang had become a member of Sin City, but I didn't expect that he would actually appear in our mercenary city."
Shen Yan was confused when he heard this.
Zhao Kuo said: "If a person who is mentally infected cannot survive successfully, he will become a monster."
"Although their psychology has become twisted and dark, and their thoughts are no longer normal human thoughts, it does not mean that they have lost their thoughts and reason."
"These people are organized together and are said to live in Sin City."
"No one knows whether Sin City is a location or just the code name of an organization. They operate in different places all year round and commit unimaginable tragedies."
"The various forces also call them monster organizations."
Shen Yan thought to himself that it was indeed a monster that deviated from the human category and could cause murders without any reason.
Shen Yan asked in a low voice: "Then he uses old documents to infect people only because of his twisted revenge mentality and has no other purpose or reason?"
Zhao Kuo was noncommittal.
Shen Yan: "Which prologue is the title of Corpse Crusher?"
Zhao Kuo: "The sequence of prisoners, the seventh prologue."
Shen Yan and the others could not stay at the scene for too long. People from the security booth came to deal with the scene.
On the way back, Shen Yan looked at this mercenary city. It had been some time since he arrived.
You can see the shabby, ancient, gray and dirty city.
You can also see the long alleys of the market, fireworks gathering, lying down and drinking ice, and mercenaries with hot blood.
Now, it seems that we can see the waves hidden under these surfaces.
By the time we got back, it was already getting late.
Sun Zi was still confused: "Shen Yan, when I woke up, why were you not here? I was still crying."
Shen Yan smiled: "How about eating more buns tonight to calm down the shock?"
Sunzi: "Ha, but I just thought about it for a long time before I decided to eat noodles tonight."
() Night comes quickly.
The only sound around was the breathing of a group of people sleeping.
Shen Yan put aside the irrelevant things in his mind.
He still has many unresolved problems of his own.
First, how to get the Dawn Flower of the Spirit Tribe, first stabilize the soul power.
Only after you stabilize your soul can you see the new diary.
Second, how to obtain the apocalyptic ritual that becomes the Corpse Whisperer in Chapter 9 from the Eldar.
Third, find out what happened to that ancient box.
On the contrary, the dead murderer could not be named at all, and there were no clues to continue the investigation.
According to what Zhao Kuo said on the road, maybe the matter would end here. Even if it didn't end, others might not come looking for Shen Yan, an insignificant pawn.
Shen Yan thought to himself, no, who is he? Except for the people from the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group, no one probably knew him. Who would be so bored and spend all their efforts to deal with him, a person who knew nothing about him in the first place.
When I think about it, hey, it suddenly dawns on me.
For the rest, Dawnflower and Corpse Whisperer's apocalyptic rituals don't even have a clue.
Then all that's left is the old bronze box.
It is impossible to say that he is not nervous, because even the method of entering the illusion is Shen Yan's own speculation.
Carefully take out the bronze box from the medicine cabinet at the end of the bed.
Metallic touch, patina stained.
It looks like a broken box.
Shen Yan looked at it for a while, but still didn't see anything strange.
Then press the eye of the "door" pattern on the lid with your hand and push it open.
A flash before his eyes.
Shen Yan: "..."
It's on top of that high mountain again, and it still appears under the gate that reflects the starlight.
Shen Yan opened his mouth, it was really magical.
Flying stars streak across the sky, as beautiful as meteors. The star map in the sky cannot tell which galaxy it is, and the only feeling is strangeness.
If you look closely at the gate under the starry sky, you will see that it is held up by iron ropes. Of course, this is all an illusion, because the iron ropes cannot be touched by hand.
This time, Shen Yan looked more carefully. It was a high mountain standing on the sea. The top of the mountain was covered with ice and snow. The mountainside was bare below. Nothing could be seen further down, blending into the sea water.
The sea is still so calm.
There seem to be more boats on the sea, and I don’t know why. There is a portrait on each boat. They are called portraits because they are like virtual 3D projections.
Completely devoid of any movements or expressions.
Shen Yan thought to himself that he met the bearded Cheng Tongxu during the day. In other words, it is very likely that the figures on these boats can also be "animated" like Cheng Tongxu and live in a certain place in reality. .
But Shen Yan had no idea who these people were and didn't dare to mess with them.
He placed his eyes on Cheng Tongxu's small boat, observed it for a while, and then touched it with his hand.
There are many doubts that need to be clarified, so let’s start with Cheng Tongaxe.
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The city of mercenaries, the upper city area, the fearless mercenary group.
The bearded Cheng Tongxu couldn't sleep at all because he
I feel so guilty, especially today, Iron Brother Gao Wei, who has no direction at all and is pondering over his sacred weapon that cannot perform the Abyss Ritual. ()
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I felt guilty all day.
At this moment, suddenly, there was a force pulling on the soul in his mind.
After the bearded man got used to the feeling of weightlessness, his whole body was shocked.
The sky, before his eyes, was the sea again, boundless, but calm and without any ripples.
He stood again on the narrow boat, too small for his size, like a dog riding a rooster.
The boat began to sail towards the center of the sea. Cheng Tongxu also observed it much more carefully this time, and was less panicked than the first time.
For example, in the "portrait" behind him, he saw that his good brother Gao Wei was also here, just like a translucent wood sculpture.
Hiss, what weird things are these?
Cheng Tongaxe was completely unable to suppress the messy speculations in his heart.
It was completely different from the sea which was so calm that it seemed like it couldn't even make any waves.
Cheng Tongxu immediately looked towards the mountains.
There is expectation and fear of the unknown.
There was no way. Although he claimed to be a favored person by an unknown existence during the day, what if that existence didn't think so.
Even in those ancient poems, I haven't heard of anyone being favored continuously. This... was only a day apart.
He didn't know if it was luck or if he was going to be in bad luck soon.
Cheng Tongaxe raised his head and saw the door in the starlight, the strange eyes on the door, and the figure standing under the door covered with stars.
The figure's age and appearance are unknown, but it radiates light so mysteriously. It stands there, condescendingly overlooking the ships in the sea that are as small as dust.
The ship stopped in the middle of the sea and stopped moving forward.
Tranquil, so tranquil that it makes your scalp tingle.
Cheng Tongaxu was cautious and did not dare to speak with such a loud voice, appearing embarrassed and uneasy.
He was extremely confused in his heart, whether he was being favored again or whether he was going to be in trouble soon. He was even imagining that the mercenary group would find his body dead in the room with an extremely weird posture or expression tomorrow morning. Inside, no reason could be found, and there were no other signs of victimization. !
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