Volume 1 Harlem Chapter 20 An Atmosphere of Restlessness
People always have to move forward, no matter what pain they have experienced, they have to move forward after all.
The night breeze whistled through the sand and gravel, and the sporadic fires drew closer and closer, and the noise of human voices in the black market could be faintly heard.
The group returned to the black market and found a two-story wooden house to settle down. Hearing the noise outside the window, Ivan called the team and pulled Ari out to investigate.
Mock lay on the ground, grumbling, and cried out, "Ah, captain, you haven't rested yet." Why don't you take a break before you go? β
"You talk a lot!" Ivan kicked Mock, "Hurry up, the news of the apostle is out, it's better to be careful at this time." β
Mock had no choice but to get up. Ivan saw that everyone was tired, and he was also helpless.
As soon as he went out, he saw Pai running back and pulling the corner of Ivan's clothes, and said hesitantly, "Yes, I'm sorry...... I, it's me who thinks too naΓ―ve, it's me who ......" She wrinkled her little nose and had tears in her eyes, cute and pitiful.
Ivan sighed secretly, reached out and touched Pai's head, and smiled helplessly: "It's okay, it's okay." β
"I really don't understand the idea of the Cultivators, especially after coming into contact with Da Ke'er. It's all the same Demon Realm people, why are they doing this? Pai muttered quietly.
Ivan didn't know how to answer this lovely girl. Pai wiped away his tears and whispered, "But I don't think all the cultivators are like that. Huya was also a cultivator before, but he was a very good child. But, but...... The cultivators are terrifying, their minds are terrifying......"
His hand slipped from the corner of his clothes, and Ivan and the others walked away. Pai was holding the doll by the door, not sure what he was thinking.
Night finally fell. The group followed the source of the sound and came to the huge skeleton in the black market. But under the bones stood all kinds of people, some in tattered clothes, some in slightly better clothes, some with different faces, orcs, and human faces.
On the skull sits a fat cat with pink eyes and a canned treat; It watched the excitement while eating, and licked its fat paws from time to time. Under the skull was the dwelling of the red-nosed dra; The old woman sat by the door, pouting, muttering to the crowd in front of her.
When I got closer, I heard this Della screaming wildly: "Hee-hee-hee-hee...... It's fate, it's fate! This is millions, tens of millions, tens of thousands, a certain fate! β
The old woman said as she danced her hands and feet, and her long, large red nose was reflected in her face, which looked very funny. She shrieked, "Hee-hee, hee-hee, you fools! The hour has come, the hour has come! Get ready, Harlem is finished, finished...... Hee-hee, hee-hee-hee......"
Someone in the crowd seemed to be unable to listen to it, and pointed at Della and scolded: "Shut up, shut up, you dead old woman!" β
When the cat sitting on the skull saw it, it opened its mouth wide and laughed, and it tilted its head and laughed: "Ouch, you old fellow, why are you making trouble?" What's the word? Oops, stop talking nonsense, meow...... I'm almost killed by you! β
"Shut up, you stupid cat." Della glared at her little eyes and screamed, "Pumpkin Ball, sell your stuff and don't get in my way here!" β
Pumpkin Ball touched its cat's butt and laughed back. Della picked up the rock at her feet and smashed it at the pumpkin ball, muttering and cursing. As if seeing the unhappy faces of the onlookers, Della grabbed the sand on the ground and scolded while throwing it: "Get out, get out, get out, I don't know what to say, if you don't believe it, forget it, get out, look an eyesore." β
The crowd was unhappy and dispersed. It's like a sad autumn wind, coming inexplicably and going inexplicably.
Seeing that the crowd had dispersed, Drass muttered a few times, scratched open the curtain and went back to the house. Seeing that there was no excitement to see, the cat named Pumpkin Ball slid down the bones, cut his hair, and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, those adults of the Cultivator Sect have finally gone back, what if they come again because of this dead old woman!" β
Ivan watched the farce and thought that it might have been when they left the black market, someone from the Cultivators had visited. When he turned around, he saw that Moke, Yunye, and Tillan were at a loss, and they couldn't help but be speechless. He glanced at Ari a few more times and ordered, "Boy, go and ask the fat cat to see if anything has happened." β
Pumpkin balls have very sensitive ears. It moved its fat ears, and when Ivan called it a fat cat, he jumped over with a big belly, and shouted, "Whose fat cat do you call, who do you call a fat cat, meow......"
Tillan covered his mouth and chuckled, and said, "Whoever is the fattest is called whoever you want!" β
Pumpkin Ball looked at the four Ivans, and then at his big belly and fat paws, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and shouted: "You are fat, you are fat, meow......"
When the four of them saw the pumpkin balls at this time, they opened their mouths and laughed. Pumpkin Ball looked very aggrieved, put his ears together, squinted his eyes and hummed: "Hmph, you will know when you reach my age, meow." After that, he said that middle-aged people would be blessed, and when he was young, he was a handsome cat.
Ah Rui raised his leg and approached, and said respectfully to the pumpkin ball: "Uncle, what happened here just now?" β
Pumpkin Ball recognizes Ari, but sees Aree following Ivan and the others; It rolled its eyes, not understanding why this Ari was following these people, and secretly thought that he would inquire when he returned; It doesn't break it, it just hums, "Huh? Can't you see that? Meow, that old woman is going crazy! β
As the cat spoke, she sighed again, "Meow, when will this crazy old woman wake up?" It's better to let the adults of the Cultivator Sect drag it away sooner, Meow. β
"So, what are those people around here for?" Ari asked, confused.
"What else can I do, meow." Pumpkin Ball tossed the empty can of snacks in his hand, and took out another can from his trouser pocket to eat, "Of course I'm here to find the crazy old woman for divination, meow." But the divination didn't come to fruition, and this crazy old woman is crazy again! Meow. β
Ivan laughed secretly in his heart: soothsayer, heh, who can't understand, who is crazy, can't say!
Pumpkin Ball licked his paws, raised his eyes and asked, "By the way, meow, I heard that you were the ones who took the slaves around, right?" What the hell are you doing? Is it to fight the Cultivators? β
Ivan smiled and did not answer.
Pumpkin Ball muttered a few times angrily and said, "Ouch, meow, don't get me involved!" It squinted and thought about it, but still explained: "It's not uncommon for madmen to see it, but it's always us normal people who suffer in the end, meow." I mean, don't anger the adults of the Cultivators, meow, but don't bother us. β
"How so?" Ari laughed.
"How not? How not, meow. Pumpkin Ball seemed a little excited, "Don't you know? Meow, just because you saved those slaves and ran to the black market, the adults sent by the cultivators came to the black market to kill people! Otherwise, how could there be so many fools coming to the crazy old woman for divination? β
After the pumpkin ball finished speaking, he hummed a few times, ignored a few people, raised his legs and left.
The figure of the cat is swallowed up by the night. Ivan and the others discussed in place for a while, but they still believed the pumpkin ball's words.
Several people searched for one house after another in the black market by night, wanting to find out the details of the matter. but behold, the door was shut; Although there are lights in the house, the people in the house do not open the door, and they do not answer any questions.
Several people had no choice but to find their way back to the place where they settled.
When he opened the door and entered the house, he saw Cobb rushing towards him and asked with concern, "Adventurer, you are back!" Are there any injuries? β
A few people did not answer, and they all sat down at the table to rest. But seeing Pai and Saibeline coming down from upstairs, Yunye was surprised: "Saibelin, why are you still here?" I see you're almost recovering, it's almost time to go, right? β
"Me? Why am I still here? Sebeline sat down on the stool unceremoniously, "Stupid little friend, you cried and shouted to save the slaves, but I gave you valuable information to you, and now you have enough to eat?" No way! β
"That's true." Ivan said, "But if you want to ask for favors, don't you owe us one time?" β
Sebeline played tricks, crossed her feet, and laughed: "Hehe, it's obvious that you volunteered to save me, what are these words?" Besides, I'm afraid it won't work if you want to get rid of me now, it's too late! β
Ivan listened to it and didn't want to pay attention to this Sebeline. He beckoned to the rest of the team, discussing Da Kor's proposal and the black market's speculation.
The candle flame is faint, the night breeze is blowing, there are stars and moons outside the window, and there are faint crows chirping.
When Cobb heard Ivan and the others discussing the pros and cons of Da Keer's proposal, he couldn't help but be anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Adventurer, are you, are you going to join the Cultivator Sect?" β
Ivan raised his eyes and said, "No! β
Pai said, "We have no intention of joining at all, this is all the same!" β
Sebeline hummed in the corner, "Hmph, is that really the case?" The magicians from the outside also despised the Cultivators at first, and when they heard someone say that they were the same kind of people as the Cultivators, they would be furious. But in the end, they all became the most loyal lackeys of the Cultivators. β
Seeing Ivan and the others looking over, Sebeline snorted again, "Haven't you found it yet?" Even the simple-minded Da Keer won't let you go. Since Da Keel has said that, it means that if you disobey her offer, she will take action to force you, which is also a warning to you! β
She paused, then continued, "From the very beginning when you were immersed in the satisfaction of being a child, and when you were saving slaves in Harlem, you were already doomed to have a hard time getting out of Harlem. β
Sebeline squinted suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "If I reveal your traces to the Cultivators, what will happen next?" Well? β
Mock was furious when he heard this, got up and slapped the table and yelled: "You dare! β
Ivan pulled Mokra down and glanced at Sebeline to continue.
Sebeline smiled smugly and continued, "If they can't catch me, they'll arrest and kill family members, acquaintances, and even people who have spoken a word. It's not a big deal for some guys, but for you, it's a serious matter! β
It was not surprising that Ah Rui had heard this, he had seen a lot of things like this in the Cultivator Sect. Ivan is not surprised that in the past, some of the practices of the empire were very similar to those of the Monks.
Seeing that her words didn't seem to have much effect, Sebeline exclaimed, "You're not afraid? β
"Afraid of what?" Ivan chuckled, "Just kill it!" He waved his hand again and said, "Let's think about what happened in this black market!" β
"I do know something. Hmph, some slaves, who escaped from the dark city, were killed near the square! Sebelyn sighed, "After you left, I went out to take a look, and I saw that it should have been done by the Xiu Sect." β
"Oh?" Ivan wondered, "You're not afraid?" β
"Hmph, gather more information. I still want to live! Sebelyn scoffed.
The lively stars twinkled, but the black market was quiet and terrifying, as if a vicious beast had opened its bloody mouth.