Ye Kong refused several times, but the aunt seemed to want to settle his order and block his way.

"I don't really like people, I like monkeys, can you find it?" In the end, Ye Kong whispered to his aunt.

The aunt's eyes widened, and her dusty face was full of incredulity.

"No, no." The arrogant aunt just now is like a defeated rooster, slumping.

"Well, you'll call me in the future." Leaving these words, Ye Kong swaggered out of the red alley.

In the square, the group of shirtless men were still howling, and some people were holding water pipes and sprinkling water everywhere around the square to resist the scorching sun.

The Black Blood Vault lacks everything, but it just doesn't lack water. There is a river called "Summer Solstice", which flows out of the Black Blood Forest, and the water is so powerful that it surrounds the Black Blood Refuge. Blocked most of the fierce beasts in the forest.

The water in the summer solstice river is very clear, but in the whole river, not to mention the fish, there is not even a single shrimp.

Despite this, the Black Blood Vault is also the most suitable place for retirement in the entire wasteland.

"Stinky three! Let me tell you to press big, now I've opened six big ones in a row! ”

"Get out of here, Caimao, just your broom star is here, and it will cause Lao Tzu to lose money!"

"Say what? Stinky old man, when will the money owed to Lao Tzu be repaid? The young man, known as Colored Fur, was furious and yelled.

His hair was dyed in a variety of colors, such as red, yellow, and green, which was very conspicuous.

The two of them suddenly had an argument, Caimao and the stinky third scuffled, and the stinky third decisively took out a knife and stabbed it directly into Caimao's chest, and the blood flowed!

The green dragons embroidered on the arms of the stinky third are dyed red!

The men on the field retreated one after another, staring at the stinky old man.

"The Qinglong Gang is doing things, who dares to be presumptuous?!" The stinky old man roared with a hideous face.

After the roar, the stinky old man frantically began to grab the money on the gambling table, with him leading the team, the others immediately followed to grab the money, and the square began to riot.

The casino owner led his men to fight with the gamblers, and several parties were scuffled together, which was particularly chaotic.

When the aunts in the red alley saw this scene, they closed the door unhurriedly, and the pedestrians on the road also quickened their pace and left here.

Market Town 8 has no law, and as long as you don't make a big deal out of it, the guards in the vault won't be dispatched at all.

A big man stared at Ye Kong, as if he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to loot Ye Kong, Ye Kong quietly revealed the dagger on his waist, and he gave up.

"The Blue Dragon Gang, it's really arrogant......" Ye Kong hid aside and watched this scene quietly.

The riot was very tragic, and under the sun, blood slowly flowed down the square into the alley, reflecting the scarlet light.

When Ye Kong was about to retreat, he saw an old man suddenly running over, holding the corpse of Caimao and crying, looking at the eyes of the people around him full of hatred.

His son Caimao is dead, and it is difficult for him to survive in the wasteland as an old man.

"The family is unfortunate, let a white-haired person send red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple people!" Ye Kong muttered and left here.

On this street, there are actually many unfortunate ones, such as Zhao's sundries shop.

At this time, Zhao Fugui took the homework book to show the big yellow dog, and chased the big yellow dog all over the street, and the little fat man shouted while chasing his mouth:

"Dad, come and see, even the dog doesn't want to do his homework!"

Ye Kong suspected that it wouldn't be long before this little fat man would his father to death and become the new owner of Zhao's sundries shop.

When the time comes, Ye Kong will definitely take 50 yuan every day to buy pork jerky from the little fat man.

"Ye Kong, you're here, do you think I'm smart?" The little fat man proudly held up the homework book and talked to Ye Kong.

"Are you a pig?" Ye Kong smiled at him.

"I'm a pig!" The little fat man's face darkened and he shouted.

"Oh, the pig blames you." Ye Kong said lightly.

The little fat man's face was stunned, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, when the emaciated Boss Zhao walked out.

His face was extremely embarrassed, and he picked up the stick and whipped the little fat man, "Goddess, why did I give birth to such a stupid son!" ”

The little fat man screamed and ran home, Boss Zhao looked at Ye Kong with a sad face, and said, "Xiaokong, didn't your sister ask for garlic a few days ago?" I bought some seeds in the yard, do you want them? ”

Garlic? What is garlic used for?

"Wait for my sister to come back, thank you Boss Zhao." Ye Kong responded with a smile.

Boss Zhao didn't say more, turned around and went into the yard.

While! While! While!

Three bells rang from the center of the vault, indicating that it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Kong walked towards the other side of the street, where dust was blowing everywhere and there were no pedestrians.

Looking at the vaguely familiar scenes around him, Ye Kong remembered that there should be a fabric factory at the end of the street, and there was a thriving circus next to the factory.

After passing the factory, next to it is the second market town, and the entire twelve market towns of the Black Blood Vault are like a circle, tightly wrapping the shelter in the center. The people who live in the shelter are rich people, like a circus that lives purely on the old men.

"Where the hell is the Academy?" Ye Kong couldn't think of it all the time.

It's as if the memory of this piece, like the whole mystical ritual, has become a taboo in the mind, and it can't be opened at all.

Ye Kong subconsciously rubbed the lines of the palm of his left hand, which made him feel more secure.

"Where is Ron and his organization? How do I get to them? Ye Kong walked around the factory, but did not find anything useful, so he returned to his home.

"You can't run around like a headless fly." Ye Kong's eyes flickered and he closed the door.

First, find something behind the school.

The second is to dig up the organization behind Ron.

After thinking for a while in front of his desk, Ye Kong set these two goals.

These are the key clues to solve all the puzzles.

He continued to study the Occult Primer, which didn't give him knowledge of the Transcendental, but at least gave him a glimpse into the history of the wasteland.

"The Black Blood Refuge is located in the Eastern Continent, and there are many Refuge Places in the Eastern Continent, and when the Refuge forms a certain scale, it can be called a city."

"There are a total of seven male cities in the Eastern Continent, which is the most prosperous place in the world, and it is rumored that there was once a goddess descending in Radiant City."

Ye Kong read this ancient book carefully, and when he turned to the last page, he found that there was a line of small words at the end-

"I'm Ron, and I think everyone has the power to be transcendent. Join us in fighting the Guards and let the wasteland taste the art of death! ”

Against the Guards?

Ye Kong knew that the guards of the shelter had the functions of both the army and the police. In the Black Blood Vault, there are seven guards, which are under the jurisdiction of the seven commanders, and constitute the authority of the Vault.

Ron actually wants to fight the Guards, are they rebels?

The original owner had been to Ron's organization before, and had even gotten something from them.

Thinking of this, Ye Kong frowned slightly.

There was also a small line below that was how to contact Ron, but it was erased.

The sun was sinking, and the days in the shelter were hot, but the nights were unusually cold. When night was about to fall, Ye Jia didn't come back, but asked Aunt Wang's daughter next door, Wang Meili, to bring Ye Kong a bowl of braised noodles.

"The teacher said she lives in the school tonight, let me bring you food." Wang Meili left the lunch box outside the courtyard.

Like Zhao Fugui, she is only fifteen years old. As soon as he came back, Zhao Fugui yelled to play with her.

But Wang Meili seems to hate Zhao Fugui very much and often avoids him.

There are no electric lights in the market towns, and most people only have a candle in their home, and they are generally reluctant to use it.

Ye Kong quickly finished the stewed noodles, then locked the courtyard gate, returned to the room, and prepared to rest.

"Add all three deadbolts, it should be safe."

There was so much going on today that he couldn't sleep even though he was so tired.

It was the first night in the wasteland.

Ye Kong thought about it, but he still couldn't sleep, so he took out a match, lit the candle, and walked out of his room.

Next to his room is Ye Jia's room, and I have the impression that as soon as this sister goes out, she locks the room.

"If the relationship between the sister and brother is very good, why does Ye Jia still lock the door?" Ye Kong's eyes flickered, holding a wire in his hand, ready to open the lock.

He often went to the grave, but he had a lot of research on this kind of side door, and after a while, he unlocked the door.

Pushing the door, there was a faint aroma coming from inside the room, like a girl's body odor.

Ye Jia's room is also very simple, with a desk, a bed, and a full-height wardrobe.

Ye Kong held the candle in one hand, and began to check the things in the room with the other.

Clothes, books, quilts, pillows...... All without problems.

Ye Kong narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to observe in the room, and a hanging painting was imprinted into his eyes.

It was a red sun, and in the red sun was a graceful woman sitting on a throne, hidden in the shadows, and it was impossible to see the appearance.

This is supposed to be the goddess of light that most people in the wasteland believe in, and many devout believers pray to her every day before going to bed.

Ye Kong walked towards the painting, lifted the painting, and found that there was a groove in the wall behind the painting, and an iron box was placed in the groove.

The box was locked and covered in rust.

The light of the candles danced in the darkness, and Ye Kong stood quietly in the darkness, one by one in the candlelight.

According to his instinct of opening tombs for many years, there must be something important in this iron box, and he carefully opened it with wire.

One of Ye Jia's notebooks inside.

Ye Hollow accelerated slightly, took out the notebook and opened it.

Just the first line of handwriting made his pupils shrink suddenly.

"On March 26th, I began to perform that mysterious ritual, and when half a pillar of incense was missing, the test subject began to circle in place, and his consciousness began to be confused."

"After a stick of incense, the subject collapsed, foaming at the mouth, as if fainting, with no other side effects."

"On March 29th, I added dead man's skull powder to the ritual, and the subject fell asleep at first, and after half a pillar of incense, the subject suddenly opened his eyes, with resentment in his eyes, as if he had been possessed, and looked at me coldly, but then the subject went limp, and collapsed."

"On April 1st, I felt like the subject was dying, and I was either asleep or crazy, and I had to get ready for a new one."

……

Ye Kong read page by page, and suddenly a chill ran down his spine, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to his scalp.

This sister, who usually laughs very gently, has been experimenting with her younger brother?

A picture suddenly popped up in Ye Kong's mind, the sister with a gentle smile during the day, at night, quietly hid at the door of her brother's room, through the small hole in the door, observed her brother, the experimental subject, and held a ceremony in the dim candlelight.

And she quietly recorded all this in a notebook outside, revealing a weird smile.

Woof! Woof! Woof!

Lao Huang on the opposite side suddenly called.

Knock knock!

It was like the sound of slight footsteps, and it looked like someone was tapping on the ground.

Ye Kong's pupils shrank, his body tensed, he put the notebook into the iron box, locked the lock, and put it into the groove in the wall as it was.

Then, he blew out the candles, and with the help of the faint moonlight outside, he exited the room and quietly locked it.

Barking!

Rhubarb's cries intensified.

Ye Kong put the candle in his pocket, clenched the dagger in his hand with his right hand, looked vigilant, and walked out softly.

His mind was highly concentrated, and the cold blood in his body was slowly boiling.

The moonlight was like frost, spread in the courtyard, and there was a cold wind blowing, adding a bit of chill to the night.

Rhubarb's cry stopped at this time, and at first glance, there was no movement inside or outside the courtyard.

Ye Kong stood at the door of the house, and he suddenly saw that the big sunflower in the corner of the wall was gone, and the small soil bag that was originally stacked and very thick was cracked, and there was a small hole in the middle.

Ye Kong pondered for a while and muttered, "Who stole my flowers at night?" ”

He said quietly, as if he didn't notice anything. While clenching the dagger in his hand tightly, his scalp was numb and about to burst.