Shen Yan looked at the huge sacred vessel on the truck.
It is indeed huge and intact. Compared with the cultural relics that require careful maintenance, it may be the only ancient relic in the world that doesn't mind being touched by someone's hands.
Once it was unearthed, it caused a sensation across the country and shocked the world.
It is the heaviest and oldest iron-cast cultural relic among the cultural relics that have been unearthed so far...the Yellow River Iron Ox.
The total iron consumption of the Yellow River Iron Ox reached four-fifths of the entire country's annual iron production at that time, totaling more than 1,100 tons. Evenly divided into each of the Big Iron Oxen, it also weighed about 70 tons.
This cultural relic originated from a world-shaking super project called Pujin Ferry during the Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty was really an unimaginable peak era.
When this cultural relic was unearthed, the most difficult thing for experts was how to preserve it. There were many cases of failure in the preservation of cultural relics. The Cangzhou Zhenhai Roar, a cultural relic similar to the Yellow River Iron Ox, was directly damaged due to improper preservation.
At that time, the damage to Cangzhou Zhenhaihou touched the hearts of countless people. How should I put it? Before it was excavated, it had been intact for hundreds of years. However, after it was handed over to experts, it was directly damaged in just a few years. , there is no complete Cangzhou Zhenhai roar in the world.
It is conceivable that the people are outraged, and the so-called experts are naturally questioned, and they should be questioned.
This kind of thing is inevitable, and we can no longer afford to damage such a world-wide cultural heritage.
It was against this background that scholars and experts at the time, through seminar after seminar, finally determined the preservation measures for the Yellow River Iron Ox under tremendous pressure.
This measure points out that the best protection is not to do unnecessary protection, but to simply raise these heavy iron cattle in situ, protect them in situ, and display them in the open air so that tourists can touch them at will.
This is the best protection.
Because the oil secreted by human hands can form a patina on the surface of the Yellow River Iron Ox, this is the most natural chemical protection method against oxidation and so on.
Shen Yan raised his head and looked at this top-notch cultural relic from the Tang Dynasty, a national treasure and a world treasure.
What I saw was the proud culture and the self-confidence of the famous family.
Zhao Kuo also took a look and returned him a sacred weapon that he could not carry with him.
Zhao Lan was also a little embarrassed, but he only tried to come and deliver the sacred artifacts. As for which one to return, it was not up to him. The old men in their Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group were stubborn.
People from the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group also came out to move the huge iron lump out of the truck.
Shen Yan was there to help, and even if a mark was taken out, he would be heartbroken.
This big iron cow is cast in a lifelike manner. The protruding parts of the cow's ears are not worn at all, and the texture on the body can also be clearly seen.
This is not just a matter of good preservation, but also demonstrates the skill of iron casting in that era. If the iron is not pure enough, no matter how well preserved it is, it will have rotted long ago.
After all, one of the purposes of the Yellow River Iron Ox is to be thrown into the rolling Yellow River to deter flooding from the Yellow River.
It has experienced countless years of immersion and endless years of washing by the water of the Yellow River.
After the Yellow River Iron Ox was placed, Zhao Kuo pressed his palm on the Big Iron Ox.
In the shadow of the big iron bull, a majestic iron skin giant bull was summoned.
Like a huge truck.
If it were running, the force of a collision would be many times greater than that of a large truck. Its power is self-evident.
Zhuzi waited while looking at the giant iron bull spirit with its tail swaying, and ran over squealing: "Ah, it's the commander's bull."
He hurriedly climbed on the back of the cow. After a while, several children sat on the back of the cow, sitting in a row. The scene was quite strange.
They looked quite familiar, and they must have known Zhao Kuo's sacred artifact Heroic Spirit before.
The huge iron bull carried several children and walked around leisurely. This leisurely pace was relatively speaking. The surprisingly heavy body made a muffled sound on the ground every time it took a step. Shen Yan seemed to be able to feel the ground. Tremble.
Zhao Kuo: "Although it cannot be carried with you, it is the best weapon for guarding the station."
Shen Yan felt that he could not only guard the station, but also provide unexpected entertainment, which would make these children happy.
Sunzi kept shouting to Shen Yan: "Shen Yan, let's ride the bull together."
When I was in the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, there were too many children. If you wanted to ride the big iron bull, you had to queue up.
Shen Yan was also a little shocked by such a magnificent "mount", so he climbed up and gave it a try.
The wasteland, the old city, the calm giant iron bull, riding the giant bull, the scene is so amazing.
After Shen Yan rode for a while, the iron bull just wandered aimlessly around the station. It was really fun and safe.
Then he ran to find Zhao Kuo.
Zhao Kuo was chatting with Zhao Lan.
Zhao Lan: "In the past few days, I followed the method you mentioned and put pressure on my uncle several times."
"He finally couldn't hold it back anymore and found a mercenary group to lend him a false identity. He should use this false identity tomorrow to get close to the two prisoners held in the security booth."
Zhao Lan is the heir to the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group. If he really wants to track down a person with a clear target, it will not be difficult.
Zhao Kuo said: "It seems that Olai is indeed related to the people in Sin City. He is at least an insider of the tragedy of Scarlet Moon Night this time."
Not to mention, why the two murderers were able to hide in the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group unharmed, Ole must have provided cover.
The evidence Zhao Lan provided in the past was very easy for the other party to deny, such as the moss on his sleeves. The other party could admit that he had been there, but he insisted that he only wandered around the iron gate and did not go down to the basement to talk to him. The relationship between the two people in Zuicheng was cleared.
Although there are still suspicions, no one can beat him to death and force the accusation on him.
But it was different now that he took the initiative to find the two murderers. The Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group was strictly prohibited from approaching the two criminals. He, who was only half of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, hurriedly approached without telling everyone. Prisoners, don't even think about getting rid of the relationship.
Zhao Lan was also a little confused. Although he discovered that his uncle was suspicious, he kept making excuses for his uncle in his heart. Unfortunately, these excuses were all broken the moment the other party took action.
He said doubtfully: "But what relationship can my uncle have with the people of Zuicheng? The Holy See and Zuicheng have always been hostile."
It can be said that at least half of the monsters in Sin City were members of the Monster Organization in Sin City only after the Holy See ruled to pursue them.
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After a while, he said: "Actually... they may indeed be related."
What Shen Yan is going to say next will probably shock some people's perceptions.
"The Holy See and Sin City have one unknown thing in common. They are both related to the giant ruins on the mountain. To be precise, they are related to the gods in the ruins."
Everyone knows the history of the Holy See. Zhao Lan went to Brahma Emperor City Theological Seminary to study, so he knows it very well.
The first pope accidentally visited the giant ruins high on the mountain and discovered the existence of God in the murals of the Immortal. He brought God's will back to Brahma Emperor City and became God's spokesperson in the world. It developed in Brahma Emperor City with unstoppable momentum and banned the rule of the original nobles until now.
As for the relationship between Sin City and God, Shen Yan said to Zhao Kuo: "Do you still remember the curse and killing ceremony, the sounds of those hanging on the tree like devout believers?"
Zhao Kuo frowned, and that voice tempted everyone to find a place.
Zhao Kuo had also read the diary left by the Green Grandmother. As a descendant of the nobles expelled from Brahma Emperor City by the Vatican for power, the Green Grandmother had specifically investigated the authenticity of the gods worshiped by the Vatican.
In Green Emerald's diary, it is clearly recorded that the so-called gods of the Holy See are just two poor people imprisoned by giants.
These things are connected in series.
Zhao Kuo's eyes were obviously shaken: "Is that voice the bewitchment of God?"
In other words, it is a signal for help, asking those who hear the sound to find the remains of giants on the mountains and go to that place to save them.
Although Zhao Kuo didn't know that the way to save the god was to push the huge pendulum in the giant ruins, he could indeed deduce some basic content based on these clues.
Zhao Lan next to him was confused: "What does the sound of the curse killing ceremony have to do with Sin City?"
Shen Yan replied: "This is not the first time that the curse-killing ritual has appeared. The most fundamental reason for the destruction of the Eternal Dynasty countless years ago was because of this voice. The person who carried out this content and was responsible for spreading this voice was Sin City. The founder of the devil, Abraham..."
As Shen Yan talked, he was sorting out the clues he knew.
The more we talk about the regulations, the clearer they become.
Not only Zhao Lan, but also Zhao Kuo was shocked and inexplicable. Is this a conspiracy that has lasted for a century?
It’s incredible, it’s such a long time span, but listen, it does make some sense.
Zhao Lan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He seemed to know some great secret.
God, if I let the monster organization in Sin City know their secrets...
The reason why people in Sin City are called monsters is because they have lost their humanity to a certain extent, just like the two murderers who caused the tragedy of Scarlet Moon Night. Is that something that normal people can do?
But I couldn’t help but want to keep listening.
I felt as if I had been scratched by a cat. If I didn't tell him, he would be in a hurry.
Shen Yan: "So, Sin City is an organization that spreads the voice for God. At least in the era of the Eternal Dynasty, they were. As for whether they still inherit this purpose now, you have also seen that the Mercenary City of Scarlet Moon Night Situation, of course, Night of the Scarlet Moon in the Mercenary City
() The scale of the tragedy is too small compared to the overthrow of the Eternal Dynasty..."
"And the Holy See claims to be God's spokesperson in the world."
"In that sense, they are all serving God."
"Then, for the sake of their gods, it is possible for two seemingly hostile forces to cooperate."
After Shen Yan sorted out these contents, the logic of the entire incident became much clearer.
His analysis is definitely a possibility.
Zhao Kuo, Zhao Lan: "..."
I always feel like there is an undercurrent surging.
Shen Yan said to Zhao Lan: "If you don't want to cause unnecessary trouble, don't tell anyone about this speculation."
Zhao Lan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and looked at Shen Yan with bright eyes.
Shen Yan thought to himself, what happened to this young man?
At such an age, he is so imaginative that he cannot figure out what the other person is thinking.
Zhao Lan said: "Then what should we do now?"
If he interferes with the affairs of Suicheng and his uncle, he will definitely offend the city and the Holy See. Both of these forces are too huge.
Shen Yan said cruelly: "People have come to your house to kill people. Isn't it fair to say that you don't care?"
Being bullied in the face, it would be too aggrieved if I didn't give him a slap in the face.
In Shen Yan's code, killing people without reason will naturally require a price, and Ole, as an accomplice, cannot escape the blame.
"Besides, if your Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group doesn't give everyone an explanation, do you think this matter will go away so easily?"
At least all the mercenary groups, even if they don't fight against the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, will definitely have all kinds of conflicts secretly.
Living in this city and being boycotted by everyone would be an unimaginable disaster.
The difficulties that the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group needs to face now are not simple, and they cannot be made up for by gaining goodwill outside every day.
"The only way to clean it now is..."
No need for Shen Yan to explain, Zhao Lan also understood that it was necessary to reveal the truth of the matter.
Their iron-blooded mercenary group is really the victim, and this grievance is really frustrating.
Now it depends on how to reveal it. After all, with Zhao Lan's mouth alone, even if he tells all of Shen Yan's speculations, it probably won't have a decisive effect.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Lan left and was about to jump into the truck when Sun Zi ran over.
He looked at Zhao Lan with a smile in his eyes: "Zhao Lan, I heard that you were tied like a frog yesterday. That's it..."
Zhao Lan glared directly.
Bamboo Zi turned around and ran away. The frog was so cute. Besides, he heard what others said.
At night, a giant bull appeared in the station, and a group of children played until midnight.
After everyone fell asleep, Shen Yan took out Damon's Gate.
On the vast sea, Shen Yan pulled everyone in.
A group of small boats surrounded Zhao Lan, concerned about the situation.
Zhao Lan: "What can happen to me? I'm fine."
When that Excellency responded to his request, he didn't even worry about his own safety. He just owed that Excellency an old document, which was really hard to get.
But no matter how difficult it was, he had to find a way. An old document was exchanged for his life, which was a great deal.
There is another small problem:
Regarding his situation last night,
The news spread like wildfire, and it became more and more outrageous.
Said he was naked when he was rescued.
Like a white-bellied chicken being held in the hand.
It's just nonsense. It was so dark at the time that he couldn't see clearly. Besides, he was still wearing a pair of big pants. As for the white-bellied chicken? That's even more ridiculous. He's covered in scarlet spells. Who can see the color of his skin?
But, the more outrageous the rumor, the more others like to hear it, hey.
At this time, Shen Yan's puppet model also started to act, pretending to change the topic.
Shen Yan was asking about the young man who dared to provoke the unknown, stood aside and listened to the excitement, and seemed to be observing something intentionally.
Shen Yan said: "Aren't you going to try flying to the top of the mountain today?"
They all looked at the young man. Because of Zhao Lan's unexpected incident, they all forgot that they had a weirdo with the courage to break the sky.
Su Mu also twitched the corner of his mouth. Only after seeing the scene of the Kun swimming in the sea and striking the nine heavens did he realize how arrogant he was at that time.
More importantly, Xiaoyaoyou, the unknown person knows the complete Xiaoyaoyou, while Tang Cheng only knows one sentence.
Even if it was to get a free ride, he had to behave now.
The others had strange smiles on their faces, as if they had seen a person who didn't know the heights and heights of the world making fun of him.
How dare you jump around in front of your Excellency? Now you know how insignificant you are.
Although the young man's performance at that time was really amazing, at least he was a professional they had never seen before.
Shen Yan continued to induce: "Everyone who comes here is a friend, and they are all loved ones of Your Excellency. How about you introduce yourself?"
Su Mu's vigilance has not diminished now, and the weirdness here still makes him cautious.
As for self-introduction, that is even more impossible. Many incomprehensible weirdness can only be triggered by some catalysts, such as names, birthdays, etc.
Su Mu remained silent.
Elder Xin Yi, on the other hand, said: "The fighting poets of Tang City have not appeared for many years."
Archbishop Geras also responded: "Even in my time, there were very few people who knew the bloodline boundaries in Tang City."
Shen Yan was very surprised, Tangcheng? The word "Tang" is so special, as if it can touch Shen Yan's sensitive points.
I couldn't help but respectfully ask Archbishop Geras: "Dear legend, what is the bloodline limit?"
When three people travel together, they must have my teacher. This is something in Shen Yan's bloodline. Since you are asking people, seeking truth, and seeking knowledge, you naturally need to be more respectful.
Besides, he was just a newbie, so there was nothing wrong with asking for advice and asking others when he had questions.
Many people also stretched their ears. It was an honor for them to learn something from this legend. Even the bearded ones had respectful expressions.
Archbishop Geras said: "This is not a secret, it's just that people from Tangcheng rarely come out, so very few people know about it."
"The so-called bloodline boundary is an existence independent of the prologue of the profession. People with very ancient bloodlines have unique abilities that others do not have."
"For example, the people of the Tang Dynasty, their bloodline boundaries allowed them to combine some ancient
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Heroic spirits can be summoned through poetry. "
Hiss, there was a gasping sound all around.
It’s enough to make the power in ancient poems concrete. They don’t understand poetry, so the power contained in poetry is abstract and incomprehensible, but...
But without the help of a sacred weapon, can you summon heroic spirits by reciting poems?
What kind of outrageous bloodline boundary is this?
This world is a world where humans survive with the help of sacred artifacts. Do you know how expensive and difficult to obtain sacred artifacts?
And the people in Tangcheng, they... they can actually circumvent this rule.
Archbishop Geras also sighed, it was indeed unbelievable, otherwise how could the bloodline of the Tang people be called the most noble bloodline in the world.
"There are many legends about the boundaries of their bloodlines. It is said that the people of Tang City already have the bloodline of those eternal heroes flowing in their bodies. Therefore, with the power of their bloodline and the echo of poetry, they can naturally transmit their voices into Mengyuan, asking for help. Due to the protection of my ancestors..."
"Their bloodline itself is equivalent to ancient holy weapons."
Geras's voice seemed to be telling a mythical story, and this story was not a fiction, it was real, and the person involved was even here.
People's eyes turned green when they heard it.
His own bloodline is equivalent to a sacred weapon, a sacred weapon that can summon different heroic spirits through different poems.
This is equivalent to gathering thousands of holy weapons in one's body.
No wonder it is called the noblest bloodline.
Of course, I can't be envious. First of all, I must have Tang Dynasty blood, and secondly, I must know those special ancient poems. No matter what, they don't have it.
Shen Yan almost drooled when he heard this.
The blood of the Tang people? He himself could be an old Tang Dynasty man. If he just stops in any Chinatown, who would dare to say that he is not?
Ancient bloodline, pure bloodline, Shen Yan felt that his bloodline was definitely old enough. There should be no blood older than his in the world.
And whoever wants to say that his bloodline is not pure is a serious old Tang man.
In Shen Yan's era, his country was not a country of immigrants. Since the beginning of human civilization, everyone's blood was pure.
In today's world, Shen Yan also discovered that the races are very mixed, with a mixture of Eastern and Western bloodlines. No matter whether their names are Eastern or Western, their appearance has a hint of mixed blood.
This is a problem caused by long history.
Even in addition to the confusion between Eastern and Western bloodlines, there are also bloodlines from other species mixed with human bloodlines. This is an unavoidable result of Suina's non-reproductive isolation ecosystem.
As for ancient poems about heroic spirits, how can a historian or archaeologist do archeology if he doesn’t know how to read biographies and local chronicles? How to tell the authenticity of antique cultural relics?
No matter how bad it is, you should know what you read in junior high school, high school and college textbooks.
These alone may be more than what Tang Cheng knows. Shen Yan deduced this from the Tang Dynasty's "Xiaoyaoyou" sentence.
This young man can only speak in the vernacular "Xiaoyaoyou". He can catch a glimpse of the leopard and can probably guess how much content has been passed down from Tang Dynasty.
Geras said: "Tangcheng is recognized as the cradle of culture.
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Then he said to the young man: "Am I right?"
Su Mu saluted: "It turns out he is a legend."
But he didn't answer whether Geras was right.
Because, they can indeed respond to the corresponding heroic spirit through their understanding of the poem, but it is not that simple.
First, even people from the Tang Dynasty have thin bloodlines.
Second, it is very difficult to understand ancient poems. It is not easy to call the heroic spirits based on the poems that have been pieced together and studied.
Of course, there are many geniuses in Tang City who have succeeded, but most of them still have to rely on holy weapons and career prologues to show their strength.
However, their bloodline boundaries do give them more adaptability in battle.
Shen Yan couldn't help but wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth. He felt that the most suitable profession for him was not a corpse whisperer, but a poet.
If it were better than reciting poems, he could definitely recite poems to death. Although it was a bit embarrassing to keep reciting poems during a fight, but when a fight really broke out, it was a life-and-death fight, so who would care.
I just don’t know how their bloodline boundary is opened and how to use it.
"No, he has to work hard to fool around."
Shen Yan's little vest came closer. The advantage of the little vest is that you can say whatever you want.
"Friends from Tangcheng, do you like to study ancient poetry?" Shen Yan was very clear about the bargaining chip in his hand, but he had to induce the other party to know.
"Then you really have come to the right place. Your Excellency is all-knowing and omnipotent. If you have any ancient poems you want to know, you can ask. You just have to pay a small price."
Su Mu's eyes flashed obviously, omniscient and omnipotent?
No comment, but the fact that your Excellency at least knew the complete escape was what he longed for.
A small price to pay?
The price of trading with an unknown person cannot be small no matter how you look at it.
But last time, the young man named Zhao Lan seemed to have exchanged his life for an old document.
If it was just an old document, he could accept it. Even compared to the complete Xiaoyaoyou, an old document was nothing.
But he wasn't sure the cost was just that.
Su Mu is indeed much more cautious.
Zhao Lan, who was standing next to him, nodded vigorously. His great Excellency is omnipotent. Just like when he was rescued this time, there was no sign of any arrangement, as if it happened very naturally.
But as a result, he was rescued unharmed.
Look, this arrangement of fate is so miraculous and flawless, it even makes people feel that the unknown person didn't even take action. Tsk tsk, it really makes people sigh that its power is incredible, inexplicable, and indescribable.
All the inexplicable things are reasonable in front of that Excellency.
Shen Yan was still chatting there, word by word, getting close, but the Tang Dynasty revealed very little information.
But it's not like he didn't say anything at all.
"I'm in Brahma Emperor City now."
"Brahma Emperor City has been in some confusion recently because of a book."
He doesn't talk about his own affairs, but he is willing to elaborate on other matters involved.
Shen Yan, Capa, and Geras are here
Interesting, there is some chaos in Brahma Emperor City?
Shen Yan quickly asked this person to talk.
Su Mu seemed to have thought of something and smiled: "A very interesting thing. Do you know the second volume of "Golian's Travels"? ()"
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Indeed, it can only be described as dirty. It is too different from what they stated and preached. Those two articles were shocking.
Bright coat, dark and dirty heart.
What kind of devil could do something like that.
"The Holy See will naturally not recognize the above content. Nowadays, they are going door to door to collect books for sale. Anyone who has a private collection is called a heretic. Heretics are being burned to death in the square every day. Those who have private possessions have not stopped. The family members must also kneel down and repent in front of everyone in the hall. The only way to avoid this criminal law is to report their relatives or provide clues..."
"Those who provide clues will receive God's gift."
Shen Yan opened his mouth. This was completely a kind of forced thought and distortion.
To survive among such a group of people, one must either join in or be labeled a heretic.
Madness breeds.
Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible.
Su Mu: "The Holy See has issued a decree. The author of the second volume of Golian's Travels is a heretic among heretics and has blasphemed the holiness and majesty of God."
"The members of the Inquisition have been ordered to capture and pursue him at all costs."
Of course there are clues. If this book is printed and sold, then the author will definitely charge a fee. As long as he pursues it through this clue, he will not be afraid of not finding the person to be punished.
Both Shen Yan and Capa knew who the author of this book was, Golian, and were a little stunned when they heard it.
The Holy See is going to a hornet's nest, and it can't be persuaded to come back.
Archbishop Geras, on the other hand, smiled very horribly.
This was perhaps the happiest news he had ever heard in the hundreds of years he had been imprisoned.
So what if the Holy See doesn't admit it, the truth has been spread.
Even if they collect all the books that appear in Brahma Emperor City, what about the books in other places? No matter how powerful the Holy See is, it cannot reach every part of this land.
Zhao Lan also looked extremely surprised. A book could cause such a big incident? He had to go and see how wonderful this book was.
The book "City of Mercenaries" was also very popular, but people didn't care much about the bad things happening in the Holy See.
Shen Yan felt that the Holy See in Brahma Emperor City was probably worse than the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
He paid too much attention to his own image and put himself on the altar. He probably even thought he was sacred, but at this time, his background was revealed.
It is conceivable that in order to maintain their own image and continue to cover up lies, they must catch the author of this book.
After a while, Shen Yan hesitated and looked at Archbishop Geras: "Dear Legend, why don't you pray to that Excellency to let you regain your freedom?"
Shen Yan really couldn't do this. His only way was to set the sacrifice to a level that Geras couldn't complete.
Geras smiled: "Why should I escape? Am I being hunted down by people from the Holy See every day?"
Shen Yan was stunned
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Geras continued: "But, I hope that one day, I will have the opportunity to live openly and openly under the sun."
Shen Yan's soul trembled.
This old man, who had suffered all kinds of injustice and humiliation, yearned for the light during the hundred years of darkness.
It's just that the Holy See is powerful, and even if he escapes now, he will just live like a rat in the gutter.
The hatred between Geras and the Holy See has reached a point where he is absolutely not allowed to escape by traveling far away.
The tragic fate really makes people tremble in their hearts.
Others were also silent, but even they could not confront the Holy See. They usually just scolded the Holy See in the Mercenary City. But if they really went to Brahma Emperor City to fight hard, the strength gap was still too far.
The topic returned to Su Mu, but this guy was too smart, or in other words, he was incompetent and could not be tempted by others.
Shen Yan weakly ended today's trip to the fantasy world.
But I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. Is the bloodline limit of the Tang Dynasty useful to me?
Anyway, I have to try it out.
The key point is that Tang Ren. From now on, if nothing happens, he will pull the other person into the illusion. The more contact he has, the more chances he will have. After all, the other person does not want nothing.
After Shen Yan put away the old box, he glanced around, and then said in a low voice with some shame: "I can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf..."
There was silence, no reaction.
Shen Yan was so angry that he turned over to sleep. Fortunately, no one saw him.
Zhao Kuo on the bed next to him "..."
What is this doing?
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The second day.
Ayi came to the station early in the morning to join other members. The sky was only slightly bright, and many workers had already gathered outside the station.
Ayi couldn't help but step forward: "Why are you here so early?"
A group of workers were talking nonchalantly, probably because they felt that they had done too little yesterday, so they came to work early today.
Ayi: "No, work must start when it is written in the contract."
Shen Yan said that this is called the spirit of contract, and you must follow what is written in the contract, although he also thinks it is particularly subtle. Of course, if you are late, your salary must be deducted according to what is written in the contract.
A group of workers also looked at each other, why not start work early?
Ayi did whatever Shen Yan asked him to do. Shen Yan said he couldn't work early in the morning and couldn't start this way, so it wouldn't work.
Ayi refused again and then walked into the station. However, Shen Yan and the commander were not there. Ayi couldn't help but look at the sky. In the past, Shen Yan had to stay in bed for a while.
In the yard, Bamboo Zi was feeding the sheep with his feet on his feet. He threw the cut grass in his arms and then lay on the sheepfold and looked at it with a smile. His lambs had grown up in size. .
Then he saw Ayi come in and shouted: "Ayi, Shen Yan asked you to take us to the shop to have breakfast."
Ayi nodded and asked, "Did Shen Yan go out so early?"
Bamboo scratched his head: "Yes."
As for what to do, he didn't know.
At this time, in the Shangcheng District, there is the Security Pavilion.
The composition of the Security Pavilion is very complex, and its members come from various mercenary groups.
Ole wrapped his protective robe tightly and followed a member of the security booth in front of him.
The person in front said: "You have to move faster, others will be here later."
If the other party hadn't given him too much money, he wouldn't have dared to risk letting people in to meet the two monsters from Sin City.
Ole didn't answer and walked straight in.
In the innermost cell, the two people from Sin City were hanging on the wall with their flesh and blood, bound by chains that sealed the soul power.
Ole stepped forward directly, regardless of whether the two were breathing or not, and lifted the hood above his head, revealing deep blue eyes.
After a while, he spoke: "I warned you not to make things worse, and now you almost made me lose the pasture where I have been grazing for many years."
The tired and hoarse voice of God's Priest Andra sounded: "The Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group has become like this. It is not exactly what the Holy See wants to see. The Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group has become the target of everyone's hatred and suppression. From now on, it can only rely on the support of the Holy See. Only in this way can they maintain their current status.”
"We have helped you realize your hard work for so many years, shouldn't we give you a little thanks?"
Ole was angry: "Thank you? The Nightmare Master from Chapter 4 of the Mercenary City is coming back. Even if you can endure the physical pain by then, you really can't surrender me to me under the interference of that Nightmare Master." come out?"
"Besides, you shouldn't touch my nephew, the little sun in God's arms that the Pope kissed."
Zhao Lan played an important role in their plan. These two damn monsters almost ruined the Pope's plan.
Andra, the Priest of God, said: "Are you here just to vent your anger? This will not help. What you have to do now is to save us before the nightmare master from Chapter 4 comes back."
"Otherwise, we really can't guarantee that we won't say something when asked by a nightmare master at such a high level."
Ole was silent for a while and then said: "I have another way to shut you up completely."
Andra, Priest of God: "The people of the Holy See are really ignorant, like ants looking up at the stars without knowing its depth. Why do you think you are here at this time?"
Ole was stunned: "What?"
Andra, the Priest of God, smiled sinisterly: "I originally thought you could find a way to rescue us, but it seems that our expectations of you are too high."
"The moment you come here, you are doomed to expose yourself."
"Am I right, everyone in the mercenary city who used us as bait?"
Ole's eyes narrowed.
The recent series of blows indeed made him a little confused, but the words of Andra, the Priest of God, were too obvious, and there was no reason that he could not understand.
When he turned around, he saw the extremely angry expression of the leader of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
Captain Zhao's face was extremely gloomy. Why did the Holy See expect to see what their Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group looked like now?
What does it mean that the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group can only rely on the support of the Holy See to maintain its current status in the future?
Surrounding Captain Zhao, there were several other mercenary group leaders who looked at him with very subtle expressions.
Zhao Kuo, who was next to him, said at this time: "If you still don't want to believe it, you can try it yourself. I think at this time, Sir Ole should
There is no need to hide it. "
Shen Yan glanced at Zhao Kuo, he was going to make his father angry to death.
Captain Zhao's face turned blue and white.
Early this morning, Zhao Kuo came to him and told him that he had a way to clear the grievances of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, and asked him to call the heads of several major mercenary groups to witness it.
No matter how much he thought about it, the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group was his priority at this time.
In the end, the testimony was a testimony, and he was innocent, but the blood in his heart was about to vomit. He had been laid out for so many years, and he didn't know anything about it.
To deceive, to fool.
Captain Zhao feels that he has aged many years.
Someone said: "We haven't detained Sir Ole yet."
At this time, Captain Zhao also took a deep breath: "A few of you have also seen it, but our Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group has never known about it."
"Ole is from the Holy See of Brahma Emperor City. He secretly colluded with Sin City to harm the Mercenary City."
The others felt a little sorry for Captain Zhao. At this time, they had to step forward to clear the name of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
Someone laughed. This person probably had not dealt with the Iron-Blooded Mercenaries in the past. He said, "Captain Zhao, you should sort out your family affairs first. Don't harm the interests of all of us because of your family affairs."
"As for Ole, we will take care of it ourselves."
Some people also muttered: "It's a pity that an expelled person has to be rehabilitated. It's a pity that the Iron-blooded Mercenary Group is called the Millennium Lion..."
From here we can see what the relationship between the mercenary groups in the Mercenary City is like.
Ole didn't resist, so now there's one more person in the cell.
Ever since Ole was influenced by Zhao Lan's daily excitement, this moment seemed destined.
At this time, Zhao Kuo said to Zhao Lan, who was sticking his head out from behind to watch the excitement: "Let someone check Olai's residence. Maybe they can find the old documents you lost before."
Zhao Lan was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with excitement. He still owed that Excellency an old document.
After Zhao Kuo finished speaking, he said to Shen Yan: "Let's go."
Shen Yan asked: "Aren't you going to interrogate us together?"
Zhao Kuo: "Inappropriate."
Shen Yan thought about it, and it was right. Zhao Kuo was a former commander, and he was the kind who was beaten down. It was like the former commander suddenly came back to exercise some powers, and everyone else would probably be nervous.
Shen Yan felt a bit pity. One was that he wanted to know something about that sound, and the other was whether the theft old literature of the iron blood mercenary group was really in Ole's hands, although even in Ole's hands, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ola, not in the hands of Ola, not in the hands of Ola, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ola, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, not in the hands of Ole, it is not on the hands of Ola, not in the hands of Ole, it is not on the hands of Ole, and it is not on the hands of Ole. May be given to Shen Yan, but he is curious.
Out of the security pavilion, Zhao Kuo said: "If you really want to know the result of the interrogation, then you can ask Ji Zhuo. The fourth -sequence nightmare is the person of the mercenary group of Ji Zhuo. It is estimated that this afternoon will be Can come back."
Shen Yan's eyes were on.
No wonder Ole must come to see the two murderers of the City of Sin today, because the fourth -sequential nightmare hip -in -hostess came back, and Ole worried that the two would provide him.
Today is the opportunity to eliminate hidden dangers on the last day of Out.
Unfortunately, the praying mantis catches the cicada.
When they returned to Xiacheng District and started another day of sugar.
Until the afternoon, a member of the mighty mercenary group returned to the city outside the city.
Shen Yan stretched out his neck and glanced for a few glances, as if it was Ji Zhuo
The common dressing of the mercenaries, the fourth -sequential nightmare master should be in this team. ()
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At this time, Zhao Kuo suddenly looked at the direction of Shangcheng District.
Shen Yan asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Kuo frowned: "Public security pavilion may have something wrong."
At this time, the public security pavilion was indeed chaotic, and a snake suddenly emerged from the ground.
The so -called earth snake does not look like snakes, more like earthworms, with a huge tentacle body, petals -like mouth, that mouth chews the large stone into the mouth, and the stone becomes shattered.
However, these three snakes did not destroy the general trend. Instead, after breaking the three large holes in the ground, the two of the criminal cities in one mouth swallowed in the mouth and then disappeared into the underground holes. middle.
When Shen Yan rushed to rush, the Person Pavilion was cleaning up the end of the game. The house collapsed a lot.
Everyone was talking about it.
The old wizard Uther was surprised: "Is it the earth snake or the king of the earth snake. This thing has long disappeared."
Uther said that disappearing means that it has not appeared at least hundreds of years.
Zhao Kuo also frowned: "The safest place of the city of mercenaries is underground, and no one can pass, because it will definitely be infected by the contaminated source underground, unless the other party has a map of the underground tunnel."
With the map of the underground tunnel, you can stick to the tunnel on the layer alone. If the strength is powerful, you can insist on coming out.
However, this map is only stored in the hands of the most powerful mercenaries. Even Zhao Kuo has not seen before, it can be seen how strict preparation for outsiders.
Zhao Kuo: "If the map of the underground tunnel falls into the hands of other forces, the city of mercenaries will be troublesome."
At this time, the head of several major mercenaries came out of it.
The head of Zhao Tuan was extremely dark, because the heads of the surrounding regiments were accusing him of accusing him, saying that the map might be leaked by the Iron Blood Mercenary Corps.
This is really, once a sinner, when something goes, it will become the object of suspicion.
Zhao Kuo said: "The source of pollution underground is too serious, and it is not possible to track through traces."
I don't know where the snakes have gone.
At this time, lost in the desert.
The three tentacles came out of the sand, the long tentacles kept shaking, and then spit out the three.
On the head of the meat ball like the earth snake, a young man standing with a black hair.
God's sacrifice Andra and the thieves stood up hard to get up, bent over to salute: "Thank you His Royal Highness to save each other."
Beying next to him, he was rubbing the dust on his body, and his eyes were shrinking. The real senior monsters of sinned city were legendary, and His Royal Highness.
It is said that Boshi is the cousin of King Gaia. Compared with Gaia's snake minting, the legendary waves seem to continue the long -term immortal life through a sacred artifact like a jade figurine.
Real abnormal life.
However, His Royal Highness Boshi's and His Royal Highness had always been inconsistent, and His Royal Highness had hunted his cousin many times.
Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness also came to the loss of the desert.
The person standing on the head of the ground snake did not answer, but looked at it
() Location to the abyss of the distance.
From the dark abyss,
One after another rising from the abyss.
If Shen Yan saw it, it would be surprised, and
Isn't the abyss ghost not come out during the day?
But they are not unable to understand. For example, Li Xiang can also leave the abyss during the day with the help of goggles. The production of goggles may change the habit of the abyss.
At this time, God's sacrifice Andra frowned at those rising airships, and those things seemed to be approaching their positions.
Can't help but ask: "His Royal Highness Boshi also went to the abyss? I wonder if there was a" magic god "who found the abyss and ghosts?"
Bobei said: "The abyss people have some strange things."
He did go to the abyss. When he was close to that forbidden land, he encountered some agencies that didn't know how to explain.
As soon as he approached, a human -shaped car with a red light on the ground rushed around and made harsh screams.
He still remembers how annoying the harsh scream is: "Alarm alarm, the enemy invades."
Repeat again and again, there are no weird power at all, and they are more sensitive than the sentinel.
Bobei said, "Let's go."
The sacrifice of God Andra is a little puzzled, and with the strength of His Royal Highness, he does not need to avoid the ghosts of these pursuit.
Bobei said: "The history of the abyss people is said to originate from the era of R source, and it is longer than the Ling tribe. It can survive until now. Naturally, there are no one knowing."
After that, the snake swallowed the three into the belly and got into the ground.
At the moment when the snake disappeared, a small black dot appeared in the sky. It seemed that he could hear any whispered sounds. After that little black dot, a cloud pillar formed by a long white smoke was drawn out.
The black spots fell at a position where the ground snake disappeared at a very fast speed.
Then……
The huge sound of "bang", a huge and gorgeous desert flower was opened on the ground.
The thick smoke rolled and burnt. !
