The next day, Bing Qingcheng slipped out of the palace early in the morning and came to the streets of the capital of Haibo Kingdom. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the Silver Moon Continent, there are different names for the name of the country and the capital of the country. It is said that the most powerful country on the continent is the True Iron Empire in the middle of the continent, and its capital is known as the heart of the continent, the city of emperors. The second is the city of Shenyao, the capital of the alliance state, known as the artery of the continent and the economic city.

Later, Bing Qingcheng was fortunate enough to visit the capitals of these two countries, and was indeed shocked by the majesty of the noblewoman or the majestic warrior god. In contrast, the capital of Haibo is young and innocent, with gray walls and tiles, like a hidden little girl.

Grandpa took her hand and shuttled through the streets where there were few people and few goods. The ground was originally made of stone slabs, which were later pried away to repair the pavement of the palace or to build houses for ministers. Now the road surface is covered with a layer of yellow sand.

After walking a long way, in the corner of a small alley, a piece of shabby linen cloth was pulled, barely covering the upper part of the tabletop. There was a man sitting in the back, his upper body covered by a linen cloth, and his lower body was blocked by a wind shield nailed to the table, and it was impossible to see if there was anyone inside, whether it was a man or a woman.

"It should be here." Grandpa whispered to Bing Qingcheng that the desertion in this alley was terrifying, and people couldn't help but lower their voices. "If you are looking for a more authoritative person, even your father can imagine it. It's just her. ”

Bing Qingcheng nodded, lifted the hem of the curtain, and got inside.

"You're here? Where did you hear about it from the Queen? Is she dead? ”

As soon as Bing Qingcheng entered, the people inside asked like cannons.

Listening to the voice, it is a middle-aged and elderly woman, and there is a feeling of seeing through the world and giving up on herself. She comes across as unceremonious, even fierce. Bing Qingcheng looked at her, she wore a wide-brimmed hat with a heavy black veil hanging down, a high-necked black dress, her hands on the table and black gloves.

"She," Bing Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, "my name is Sha Shuo. ”

"Shashoo?" The woman in black muttered the name, unable to see her expression clearly, which could only be analyzed from the tone and tone. She kept her hands clasped and flush with the hem of the veil. Then her chin must be raised upward, and her eyes cannot see the ice blue orange standing on the ground.

"You're willing to have such a name?" The black-clothed witch said flutteringly, "It's not like you, you're not such a well-behaved girl, you don't even have a smart, genius mind and wisdom beyond mediocrity. But your fate is still strange and strange, undulating like the waves on the sea, a small boat churning on the sea, and the churning white waves flashing with crystal sunshine. The color is ......."

"What are you talking about?" Bing Qingcheng interrupted her, "I don't read much, so I can't understand." ”

The witch was stunned, and after a long time, she finally glanced at Bing Qingcheng, "That's right! It's me, such an easy-to-understand language, you actually say that you don't read much and can't understand it? ”

"I'm going to give myself a new name in the future." Bing Qingcheng said, "It's okay to call Bing Qingcheng, I will use this name to make my name famous in the world, and let this name resound all over the world." ”

"Ice Orange." The witch muttered the name again, muttered for a while, and said, "Ice man, high and clean, brittle and hard and easy to crack. The green ones take the meaning of clarity, but in fact they are green and difficult to mature. Orange, red and yellow, is the next grade. ”

"Don't you think it sounds good?" Bing Qingcheng said, "I looked through several dictionaries, and finally found this name, but you actually said that it was not good, and it was not given to you, what are you doing with such a big opinion?" It's fierce! ”

"When you enter my tent, you are my guest. Since he intends to seek God's fate, why is it nonsense, and there is no sincerity to see. The witch seemed to be angry, and threw her face up again.

Grandpa lifted the curtain and patted Bingqingcheng on the shoulder, signaling her not to talk nonsense yet. Then he said politely to the witch: "I'm really sorry, my child is young and ignorant, and I have offended the master." ”

The witch didn't speak, but touched the glass ball in front of her. Her glass ball was not big, only the size of a fist. But before she touched it, Bing Qingcheng didn't actually see that there was a glass ball.

The color of the orb was chaotic and vague, and it seemed to have been hidden in the air since the beginning, hidden in the bleak environment. But after she appeared, Bing Qingcheng's gaze was attracted to it, and her vertical needle-like pupils expanded to the jujube pit, and now they were loose and moved closer to the round ball.

"To tell you the truth, master, when Haibo was the former queen, she died at the hands of her children." Seeing that the witch didn't speak, Grandpa had to continue. Inside and outside this alley, within the range of his perception, there were only the three of them, and no one would know about it.

"Murdering his stepmother at a young age is really a wolf's ambition, and his son can be taught." The witch immediately sarcastic. "I can tell you that the former queen did find me and discussed to confirm that you are a demon who has brought disaster to the country and the people. I didn't agree, because my divination never goes wrong, you are indeed a demon, the reincarnation of a kraken who was once extremely harmful to humans, but you will not bring disaster to the country and the people, you will only choose people to eat. The poor queen has a beautiful face and a beautiful moon, and she is buried in the deep sea with zero soul by the court. ”

"Now, little friend, what do you see?" The witch was emotional, and lowered her body, the brim of her hat striking on the forehead of Ice Orange, who was lying on the table, her golden eyes reflecting the crystal ball, and the chaotic mist churning in it.

"Who knows?" Bing Qingcheng laughed out, and his young face showed a toothy grin that was not proportionate to his age, cold and evil.

"Sha Shuo, what's wrong with you?" Grandpa felt that Bing Qingcheng's temperament was a little wrong.

"Evil." The witch said lukewarmly.

"What, master, do you want to find a way? Save my granddaughter! Grandpa said anxiously.

"Witch." Bing Qingcheng's fluttering eyes looked around, and said in a strange manner, "Aren't you known as a prophet?" Since you are a prophet, then you still don't know your fate? You're going to die here today! ”

The muzzle of the black black wu pointed at the witch, and the gunpowder roared. Bing Qingcheng said that when he died, he turned out a pistol from under the table, word by word.

The witch was shot in the left chest, the right chest, and the head, and she immediately fell from the chair without a backrest. Flesh rattled on the ground, blood seeping into the sand.

This is the original meaning, since Bing Qingcheng has killed the queen. Then go and meet the so-called authority who can make a conclusion about her, the helper that the queen has found. If the situation is not right, then you have to kill people.

But my grandfather didn't expect her to do it herself, and suddenly got into trouble.

"Sha Shuo? What happened to you? Grandpa glanced at the witch who had fallen to the ground, and judging from the fire of the gun, it had shattered the arteries and lung tissues near the heart, and she was already out of breath.

"Grandpa, I don't know how to go back." Bing Qingcheng blew the muzzle of the gun that she didn't need to blow at all, "I just suddenly thought she was a crazy witch pretending to be a ghost, and what I saw in the crystal ball made me very uncomfortable, and I wanted to shoot her, so that's it." ”

"Sha Shuo, what do you see? Don't be afraid, tell grandpa. "Grandpa squatted down, the height was the same as Bing Qingcheng.

"It's still her." "She said that she was the highest being in her peers, and she saw my true nature, so she came to warn me on behalf of the gods, hoping to warn me with the principle of cause and effect that no matter what I do, I will definitely pay the price in the future, so that I can change my evil and do more good deeds, and atone for my acquired sin and innate original sin." ”

"You don't have to pay attention to her." Grandpa hugged Bingqingcheng and comforted her, "Don't believe what these witches and gods say in the future." ”

"I see. Grandpa, how can she ......?" Bing Qingcheng didn't say.

Witches, people who are wrapped in black cloth all over their bodies, don't even know their age, their looks, or whether they are really women. The Great Witch, who claims to be an authority in the world of divination and fortune-telling, must be trusted even by the king of a country. Her body suddenly began to spontaneously combust, and white flames erupted, and soon even her clothes and blood were burned clean, leaving only a pile of ashes.

When Wai Cheng was thinking about how to give Bing Qingcheng a reasonable explanation, Bing Qingcheng broke free of his arm, "Let's go?" Grandfather. ”

"Okay." Grandpa stood up, took the ice green orange, and went back the other way.

None of them noticed, it was placed on the table, and the witch's crystal ball disappeared.

……

Ten years later, in the year 1800, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The sun shines warmly through the glass windows, the wooden sliding doors keep the noisy voices out of the private rooms, and the steel wheels on the railroad tracks rumble forward. This is the special railway of the Alliance Nation, which runs through the border of the True Iron Empire from the City of Divine Glory, and is the longest and most complete one on the Silver Moon Continent, which is responsible for transporting goods, commodities, and various raw materials, and is the passage for the City of Divine Glory to maintain its prosperity and economic center.

Originally, the trains on this railway were only for the merchants of the City of Divine Glory, but when the merchants found that it was profitable, they opened a special passenger car. Although ordinary civilians can't buy tickets at all, they can't find a ticket window. The tickets for this train were all put on the underground black market at the beginning, in the hands of the connectors, and then transferred to different gangs. However, the merchants of the City of Divine Glory have the absolute privilege of enjoying first-class high-class boxes only by booking in advance, and this kind of high-class box tickets will not appear in the market at all, and people in other places will not be able to buy them with more money.

Bing Qingcheng is now in the private room of the first-class carriage, leaning on the soft leather sofa and sleeping soundly. She still wears sunglasses, because the sun is dazzling and she doesn't want to pull the curtains, her neck leaning back is white, and the lines are soft. Along this wonderful line, restless black curls cling to it, and the dialogue is stark, whiter and blacker.

I was supposed to wear my long hair all day, but I don't know how to wrap my hair around my neck, and even slipped through the loose collar, and suddenly it was towering, and the plump lines seemed to be stuffed with ripe sweet oranges. Wrapped in a shirt collar with lace and a camel-colored double-breasted coat, it has a warmer feeling nestled in it.

Of course, she had a happy expression on her face that seemed to be smiling, and she babbled from time to time, and the lines on her face were soft, as if she was in a sweet dream.

But the next second she suddenly disappeared from the spot, her lazy curls thrown away, and her fingers clenched the hilt of the sword vigilantly. The two-handed sword that she had been leaning on her thigh just now was ready to attack, and the murderous aura in the air was tense, instantly driving away the dull sunlight.

"I'm sorry, I saw you were asleep and wanted to give you ......," the young man grabbed a blanket and scrambled to it.

"I'm sorry." Ice Orange yawned and let go of the hilt of his sword, the cold atmosphere in the air dissipated, and the soft sunlight regained the upper hand. "I just fell asleep."

In addition to Bing Qingcheng, who has been sleeping, a young man who walked in with a blanket, and a literary girl who has been reading a book, there is also a literary girl who has been reading.

The literary girl looks much younger than Bing Qingcheng, but is actually only one year younger than Bing Qingcheng. Her name was Afra Daimler, and she was dressed in a delicate cake dress on her petite body, and her blonde hair was dignified with satin and jeweled hair plates. He is very quiet, or arrogant, and for people who are not used to reading or think that he has lost his identity, he would rather read a book all the time than never say a word to them.

For example, just now, she made a disgusted expression at her eldest brother and Bing Qingcheng, pulled the corners of her mouth, and glanced at them with white eyes. But he did not complain, run, or express his dissatisfaction.

The man who spoke to Bing Qingcheng was named James Daimler, a decent businessman in his twenties who helped manage the family's business, although he was a little embarrassed at this time, he was still young and old, and he quickly returned to his unhurried and confident state. Bing Qingcheng could see that James was very authoritative, and even though his sister Afra was reluctant, he obediently complied with his decision.

"Windsor and Dale went out to play just now, don't worry." James said as he looked at Bing Qingcheng.

Bing Qingcheng looked at the sun outside the window, then looked at his watch and said, "It's almost five o'clock now, shall I go find them?" ”

"I'm sorry for you." James said generously without any emotion.

Dale Daimler, their younger brother, about the same age as Windsor, was a mischievous little boy who also listened to his eldest brother.

James decided to hire Bing Qingcheng as the bodyguard of the three Daimler siblings on the road, and went to the City of Divine Glory to discuss again, if it was suitable, he would hire Bing Qingcheng for a long time.

The main part of the matter was negotiated by Windsor. Bing Qingcheng felt that he was lucky to have a direct bus to the city of Shenyao, so he had to agree, of course, he would think about the next thing after arriving at the place.

After they waited for the beast tide in the post town to completely pass, they also searched for the "missing" Ade Lan. Of course, he won't be found, only the sisters pack their things and hit the road, and the two arrive at the adventurer's metropolis a few days later.

This is a larger population concentration area than the post town, originally expanded on the basis of a city, there are more people to trade, all kinds of transactions, any transaction you can think of, whether it is black or white, large or small, because of the close proximity to the traffic artery, the Tongfu railway built by the Union country, the traffic is more convenient. It is a well-known place on the Silver Moon Continent where fish and dragons are mixed, where dirt and dirt are hidden, and where ordinary people detour.