Mortal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is not a positive word, which slowly appeared after the human beings descended into the curse realm, referring to those human beings who have not been baptized by mana and belong to the mortal flesh, they are concentrated in the group of the elderly, weak, women and children, seriously ill, lucky people, who have relatives to take care of them, and most of them are completely waiting for death.

On the outskirts of the Blue River camp, nearly 10,000 old and weak people were dressed in tattered and dirty clothes, and only a pair of bones were left under the skin, except for a few hungry ones, who dug up a few weeds on the ground and stuffed them into their mouths to chew, everyone else lay on the ground, and their eyes were not only confused but desperate.

For three months, the only thought of these 10,000 people every day was the two bowls of gruel that the camp gave in the morning and evening.

Due to Shao Yu's serious injuries, it took several people nearly three hours to reach the camp after a twenty-mile journey.

The weather in the afternoon was not so hot, Lin Yu walked at the end of the line, and Lin Gu beside him still had half a wolf leg left unfinished.

As they passed through the area on the outskirts of the camp, the smell of barbecued meat made pairs of eager eyes watch, and the sound of swallowing saliva around them was incessant, but none dared to make a transgressive motion.

In the Curse Realm, mortals are the least valuable, causing misunderstandings among those who carry spells, and they can be slaughtered at any time.

No matter how indifferent Lin Yu was, he finally had some pity for these powerless old men and old women, and secretly sighed in his heart that it was like this when the sky was teng, why did these people go to the curse realm to suffer again, and dying on the earth could at least be regarded as a fallen leaf and return to the roots.

Hu Xia quietly observed him along the way, and found that this young man who didn't know the realm was actually a little younger than himself, and he didn't know where his son came from, but he didn't touch his bottom line, he was a little more indifferent than ordinary people, and he didn't have the imaginary difficulty of killing.

At this time, Lin Yu's subtle change in mentality was noticed by Hu Xia, and he thought about him slightly and said: "Sir, it is impossible to send thousands of people with spells to take care of them in the camp, in the Blue River, these mortals are already relatively lucky, at least they can get the relief of two meals of gruel in the morning and evening, this is also the maximum amount of strength of Lord Zehong, the food in the camp cannot support ten thousand people." ”

"If they were in Qinglong City, they wouldn't even have the opportunity to build a city in exchange for porridge, and they would have been expelled and starved to death."

Who is Lord Zehong? The manager of the camp? Lin Yu didn't care about these things, he was just a passer-by, and he would leave when he got the supplies he needed, so he didn't answer.

Walking through the perimeter of the camp, the line of sight gradually widened, it was obvious that the camp manager did not intend to use this place as a temporary gathering point at first, and estimated that there were more than ten square kilometers of station, all of which had been surrounded by low walls, and all kinds of buildings stood within the walls.

The entrance of the station is more than 100 meters away from Lin Yu and his line, and the earth-shattering shouting began to resound through the eardrums, and at a glance, the iron gate about two meters wide is guarded by two men, and behind the gate is a dense array of stalls, the stalls extend out, and even the sides of the path outside are full of pestles.

"High-grade mortal spears, don't miss them when you pass by."

"There are only two healing pills left, and there are only two essential elixirs left for walking in the burial pit, and only two pills are sold cheaply!"

"Mortal-level martial arts open mountain palms, come and buy them quickly!"

The clamor around them was as chaotic as their goods, from weapons and auxiliary tools to strange and rare items, and Lin Yu even heard someone selling obscene drugs with acacia powder.

It seems that there has been no contact with humans for three months, and the disconnection is severe.

It was the first time for Lin Gu to see such a lively scene, and he shouted excitedly: "There are a lot of people over there Dad, let's go and see." ”

Hu Xia said at this time: "Brother Shao, your injury is more serious, go find a doctor first, and I can stay with Mr." ”

"Then you should be safe."

Shao Yu wanted to leave the young beggar, but seeing that he didn't mean to embarrass himself, he quickly pulled up the two teenagers and Shao Ni to leave, originally Chen Xiaobing wanted to follow Lin Yu for a while, but was forcibly dragged away by Shao Yu.

"Wait." The four of them took a few steps, and Hu Xia ran to Shao Ni's side and whispered a few words, and the latter nodded as if he had promised something before leaving.

At this time, Lin Gu was standing in front of the stall not far away, and more than a dozen sturdy men were forming a half-circle, bargaining with the stall owner.

"Then what can you give in exchange, I grabbed this fireworks recipe after nine deaths in the burial cave, if it wasn't not very suitable for my profession, I wouldn't have sold it."

The stall owner was a middle-aged man of short stature, with a half-pinch of mustache hanging from his chin and a treacherous look.

The fall of the barbarian city exposed the role of cultivation exercises to the human field of vision in advance, and it became something that the powerful everywhere competed for.

Fang Tong was about to speak, and a ten-year-old boy came to him, and the boy was holding a greasy roast leg, which was oily from top to bottom.

A thick look of disgust flashed through the corner of Fang Tong's eyes, but he only quietly avoided half a step, there were all kinds of people in the spell world, and looking at the boy's food, he knew that his family must have a spell bearer, and he couldn't tell the difference between strength and weakness or less trouble.

After retreating, he continued to say to the stall owner: "Wang Gouzi, can you enter the burial pit with your strength?" I'm afraid I'll become a dead dog before I come out, and I don't know what dog picked up this thing, that is, this mortal-level exercise, and the effect of the exercise has not been confirmed, how about changing a high-grade mortal weapon? ”

"Can the news from the Barbarian City be fake?"

The short middle-aged man's eyes rolled with a purr, the exercise was indeed obtained by him accidentally, but he also knew that the man in front of him, his profession and this exercise complemented each other, and the other party would definitely refuse to give it up, so he simply opened his mouth and said: "Inferior sharp weapons, I heard that Brother Fang has always had a sharp weapon dagger that cannot be used." ”

"Wang Gouzi, don't go too far, exchange this mortal-level exercise for a high-grade mortal weapon, and you won't suffer a loss wherever you go."

"Then don't change it."

The middle-aged man seemed to be determined to eat Fang Tong, and began to shout: "Mortal-level exercises and fireworks are sold cheaply, come and take a look, mortal-level ......"

Fang Tong clenched his fists, his expression seemed to be middle-aged, and the brother next to him grabbed him and whispered: "Big brother, the brothers don't know how to use a dagger as a side weapon, but the right exercises are hard to find, once the news from the barbarian city is confirmed, I'm afraid the price of the exercises will have to increase several times." ”

That's it, cheap this profiteer.

Fang Tong was entangled in his heart for a long time, and finally took out the dagger from the spiritual space, pointed to the black pill on the stall and said, "Add five more Hidden Pills." ”

"Brother Fang is preparing to go to the Blood Beast Burial Cave? I heard that it is the largest burial cave found nearby, and there have been no less than ten waves of masters who have gone in to investigate, and no one has been able to come out alive, but well, five hidden pills are not too much, a small business makes some hard-earned money, brother, don't embarrass me, just three. ”

"What is the Hidden Pill?" Lin Yu also walked to the stall at this time and asked.

Fang Tong was a little unhappy when he saw the two beggars blocking the stall, and casually dismissed: "I don't know the elixir that conceals strength?" A mortal came here to wander around. ”

Fang Tong looked at the only five pills left on the stall, and he was not interested in continuing to bargain, anyway, the Hidden Pill was not worth a few dollars, and it was usually only useful on special occasions such as burial pits, in order to make people unable to figure out the specific strength and not easily form enemies.

"Dagger plus a gold coin, I want five."

It turned out that gold coins had also begun to circulate among human beings, and Lin Yu knew about it.

"Okay, Brother Fang is really happy."

The short middle-aged man has already started to pack the pill with a smile, and today's transaction is satisfactory, and the sharp weapon dagger can earn a hundred gold coins when it changes hands.

"Wait, I'll give out two gold coins and ask for two Hidden Pills."

Well? Fang Tong's face sank instantly, and he looked at the beggar who spoke up, it was taboo for this kind of negotiated deal to suddenly intervene temporarily.

Lin Yu, who was middle-aged and didn't think about the appearance of a beggar, could really take out the gold coins, and simply sold them to Fang Tong and said, "This deal has been finalized......"

"Ten."

In Lin Yu's hand, ten golden gold coins were pinched in the palm of his hand. (To be continued.) )