The rules of the black market are too confusing, cruel and disorderly.
Shen Yan definitely didn't dare to go alone, so he brought a bodyguard with him.
Zhao Kuo glanced at Shen Yan who was following him. He casually said a few words about the situation in the black market last night, but Shen Yan actually showed incomprehensible interest.
In his impression, Shen Yan sometimes even subconsciously avoids these rough and crazy places, like a child who has not yet accepted the cruel facts of reality.
However, now he offered to see it.
Perhaps, it is also a good thing to recognize the reality early. Avoiding does not deny the existence of facts.
The black market is in the lower city, and it is in the slum area with the worst environment.
The smell of domestic sewage is a bit pungent, the dilapidated walls are covered with messy paint, garbage rolls to the ground and is ignored, and dirty beggars stay in the corners, making the rustling sound of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.
Maybe they are not all beggars. Their eyes are desperate and fierce. It is a look that makes Shen Yan have nightmares. The spirit of each person seems to be out of the scope of human beings. If they make Anything that goes beyond cognition and violates human nature seems to be expected.
The mercenaries who were infected by pollutants and unable to survive the revelation ceremony were called monsters because their minds were twisted and darkened. However, Shen Yan felt that these beggars in the black market were almost the same as monsters.
This is the den of sin.
On the street, pedestrians were hurriedly walking. No one paid attention to anyone else, but they remained unimaginably vigilant about their surroundings. Everyone kept a certain distance. This was a very strange phenomenon.
A strange, weird, dark, dead street.
Shen Yan and Zhao Kuo, like everyone else on the street, were shrouded in robes with only their eyes visible.
Arriving at the center of the street, inside the iron-framed window of the house on the street, sat a middle-aged man with sharp eyes, as gloomy as a death row inmate in a prison.
Zhao Kuo lowered his voice: "Just go to him and pay, and you can get the usage time of a black market room. Each room has a unique number here."
Shen Yan nodded, and then said: "I want to apply for some funds, um, to research new dishes. Now there are people from Shangcheng District coming to our shop specifically to dine. I think our dishes are still a bit too simple."
"There is a need to develop new dishes suitable for different consumer groups..."
Zhao Kuo was a little confused. Funding? Consumer groups?
This is a strange word that I heard for the first time, but it seems to make some sense.
After Shen Yan deducted the funds from Zhao Kuo's palm, he went to open a black market room in front of the bars in front of Zhao Kuo.
Zhao Kuo: "..."
What new dishes do you need to open a room here to develop? He was extremely curious.
Shen Yan smiled and dragged Zhao Kuo towards room "04-18". Scrooge Zhao Kuo was still looking back at the copper dove passed into the window.
The so-called secret trading room is actually a small, dark and broken room. There is nothing in it except simple tables and stools covered with oil stains or blood stains that have not been cleaned for an unknown period of time.
Shen Yan paid the money for two days because the "transaction" had to be tomorrow.
When I came out of the black market and looked back, it was like another
world.
Zhao Kuo looked at Shen Yan's back,
Suddenly he said: "Developing new dishes is fake, right?"
Shen Yan covered his smiling mouth,
This guy's reflex arc is really long.
Zhao Kuo: "You just want to see what the black market room looks like!"
Why is he so curious? It's a pity that his bronze dove is nothing good.
Before Zhao Kuo could continue the interrogation, when he was passing by a remote and deserted alley, someone blocked him in front.
A man stood in the alley, blocking the road. He had silver hair, a golden crown, a long bow, and a gray cloak.
Xiao Lingchen, the White King of the Spirit Clan.
A man from the Spirit Tribe appeared so blatantly in the mercenary city.
The Eldar hate humans, and their arrogant character actually makes a lot of humans dissatisfied. Years of accumulation have caused conflicts and contradictions between the two sides. Therefore, if the Eldar run into human territory, you can imagine what kind of treatment they will receive if they are discovered. And know.
The corners of Zhao Kuo's mouth raised. People who didn't know better thought that the legendary ranger Xiao Lingchen's profession was that of a thief and he was elusive.
Shen Yan thought to himself that Xiao Lingchen was looking for Zhao Kuo, but Zhao Kuo pushed Shen Yan: "Looking for you."
Shen Yan looked confused, as he had no contact with Xiao Lingchen.
When Shen Yan walked over, he knew the reason.
Xiao Lingchen handed over a package and said calmly: "The corpse whisperer's apocalypse ceremony is divided into two parts. The first part is the magic potion."
"This package contains related herbs."
"You must swear on your soul not to tell anyone what follows."
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, the corpse whisperer's apocalypse ceremony?
He couldn't help but look back at Zhao Kuo, and immediately realized that when Zhao Kuo and Xiao Lingchen met last night, some conditions must have been reached, and the corpse whisperer's apocalypse ceremony should be one of the conditions.
Hiss, Shen Yan thought in his heart, the two things he wanted, he now got the Corpse Whisperer's Apocalypse Ritual, plus the Dawn Flower, which he would probably get tomorrow...
Shen Yan had no time to be happy and became serious because the content of the oath that Xiao Lingchen asked him to swear with his soul was already prepared.
Anyway, it's as vicious as a curse.
, if he leaks any of the contents of the Corpse Whisperer's apocalyptic ritual obtained from the Eldar, the curse on his soul will be more cruel alive than dead.
This should also be a default rule. Just as Zhao Kuo told him before, it is the same in the mercenary group. After using contribution points to exchange for the apocalypse ceremony in the prologue, they still need to swear to secrecy with their souls.
After Shen Yan finished reciting the oath word by word, Xiao Lingchen continued: "The herbs in the package are the seeds of carrion grass, blood mushrooms, white phosphorus, grave grass..."
About a dozen kinds of herbs.
Each of these herbs grows on graves that are more than a hundred years old and is nourished by the dead energy of the corpses. They are very evil in nature.
Shen Yan just felt that the name of this herb was so spooky.
"The potion in Chapter 9 is very simple. It does not require any special method to make it. You only need to divide each herb in the package into nine parts, and brew one part every day. Boil two parts of water into one part, and make the medicinal soup. Just take it with the medicine residue."
Division is a unit of calculation for capacity.
"Start on the first day and take one bowl each day for nine days."
"The Corpse Whisperer's Apocalypse Ritual,
The second part is called the funeral,
On the day of taking the potion, you need to find a corpse in the wilderness as soon as possible, and bury the corpse in the ground so that it can rest in peace. "
This is the complete apocalyptic ritual that unlocks the talent of the Corpse Whisperer.
Shen Yan quickly wrote it down, boiled a bowl of decoction every day, drank it together with the dregs of the medicine, and found a violent corpse to bury it in peace for nine consecutive days.
After Xiao Lingchen finished speaking, he left directly. He believed that as long as the Spirit Tribe fulfilled its promise, Zhao Kuo would not lie.
Shen Yan hugged the package and nodded towards Zhao Kuo.
In the following time, Shen Yan had no time to worry about anything else, even though Xiao Lingchen said that brewing the potion in Chapter 9 was very simple and did not require any special techniques.
But this potion is for Shen Yan to drink by himself, so he still has to be careful.
At least you must first prepare a dry pot and firewood for boiling medicine, a container for measuring water, and choose a location for boiling medicine. .
Then divide the obtained herbs into nine equal parts and set aside.
Today is preparation time. You definitely can't boil the medicine today. The most important thing is that after you finish the medicine and drink it, there will be no time to find the body.
As for the corpse, Shen Yan went to Zhao Kuo to inquire about it, but there was nothing he could do. The oath was too vicious, and the oath of the soul was not just a casual talk. Looking at Zhao Kuo, they did not dare to reveal that they were from the iron-blooded mercenaries. This can be seen from the prologue that the group got.
Zhao Kuo replied: "In the sewers of the mercenary city, the most indispensable thing every day is corpses."
"If you're looking for something fresher, try going around the black market."
"The corpses there should have the most resentment."
Shen Yan: "..."
This doesn't seem like something the city should be proud of.
According to Xiao Lingchen, it doesn't matter whether the grievances are serious or not. The key point must be that no one buries the body that no one cares about.
Well, Shen Yan added in his mind, whether something is new or not is actually... quite important.
Shen Yan waited with trepidation to become a professional, a real mercenary.
This is the first step to fully integrate into this world.
Preparations soon came into the evening.
Before becoming a corpse whisperer, he still had one very important thing waiting for him.
…
The city of mercenaries, the upper city area, is where the fearless mercenary group is stationed.
The dark night was quiet. In the room of the bearded Cheng Tongxu, a rather exquisite tribute table was placed in the middle. On the tribute table was a wooden box with dawn flowers inside.
Cheng Tongxu carefully observed the outside of the house and made sure that there was no one around before he walked to the tribute table.
After hesitating for a moment, he placed another bouquet of flowers on the tribute table. This bouquet was picked with great difficulty by him today. He was a big man, but he was laughed at for a long time.
He felt that even though the Lord just asked him to sacrifice a dawn flower, it would be too unsightly for him to just do that.
Since he likes flowers and plants, he also picks a bunch.
Then he put some purchased fruits on the table.
Although it looks strange, it still has some appearance.
Then he started to struggle again, but this time he didn't struggle for long. Cheng Tongaxu gritted his teeth and jumped awkwardly around the tribute table, like a funny bear.
He went to the dancing master to study specifically today. Even though he is like this, he is actually very serious about secretly studying.
Fortunately, no one saw his current appearance, and no one could see him.
However, after jumping around for a while, there was no reaction at all.
Cheng Tongxu sat aside in distress. Is there something he didn't get right?
By the way, there should be no clear target for the sacrifice, but he didn't know what kind of existence he should be called.
It is very dangerous to offer sacrifices, pray, plead, etc. to unknown existences. No one knows what kind of existence the sound will reach.
Just like a mosquito keeps buzzing in your ear, the most likely outcome is a slap in the face that turns you into a pulp.
Cheng Tongxu was frowning, holding a stone statue in his hand, which he had taken from his iron brother Gao Wei during the day, and the other sacred artifact that could not be used for the Linyuan ritual, in order to help him explore.
At this time, without any warning, suddenly, my soul felt like it was being pulled. !
