Chapter 22: The White Wolf with Empty Gloves
Excuse me! I'm Shane of the Ishulu tribe! Thank you for this kid Kai. "An elderly woman dressed in lilac Ishubaru costume walked in with a cane with the help of a young man whose eye was obscured by a simple blindfold made of white cloth, a mark of war on her.
"Shane?" Mu Yuchen recalled that when Edward and Armstrong came here to meet with Second Lieutenant Ross who had been dropped by Mastan, they encountered an attack by the Ishbaru people, and it was this Shane who stepped in to stop him. "It's just a gesture, and it's just some leftover food anyway, and the taste will have to be poured out tomorrow
Whether it is out of respect for the elderly in the Yanhuang tradition, or for the appreciation of the wisdom and will of Xia En. This old man, who has seen an extraordinary amount and closely guarded the traditions and reputation of his people, is a person who deserves a lot of respect.
Mu Yuchen didn't quite understand this kind of persistence, he grew up in that era of lack of faith, and he lacked such cognition and spirit. At that time when the world view was full of things related to interests, although he morally respected such behavior, Mu Yuchen felt that he would not do this.
"Sorry! I'm rude! Mu Yuchen stood up, and after saluting the old man slightly, he handed the cushion he was sitting on to the boy who was supporting Shane. Please sit and sing! The night in the desert is cold, and the test fire can also be more comfortable
Mu Yuchen gave up the upper hand position so that the old man would not be smoked by the smoke.
"Thank you! The distant traveler Xia En was straightforward and did not make superfluous politeness, and her attitude made Mu Yuchen feel very kind. A half-year-old child hung the stainless steel pot borrowed by Mu Yuchen back on the bonfire, the entire pot was carefully cleaned and wiped, the surface looked smooth and bright, and the clear spring water rippled in the pot. "I'm very sorry. We don't have anything to handle, we can only give you a gift with a pot of water. ”
"It's hard to live in the desert! This kind of environment is really not suitable for the growth of children, Mu Yuchen set his eyes on the little ghosts by the fire, and their sleepy appearance in the warm firelight was very interesting. "This poor land can't feed the people."
"We Ishbaru people have lost their homes, and we can still look at our homeland from time to time while staying here." Shane said helplessly: "We have nowhere to go, but we are still free here."
"Freedom? Hehe! Mu Yuchen suddenly smiled, he decided to make a deal with these remnants. Without food and daily necessities, you will disappear from this land sooner or later, and Shane will make a deal with me."
"Business!?" Shane looked around for a moment before he said, "Is this Mr. Traveler a merchant?" As you can see, we already have nothing left to give
"It's business." A faint smile appeared on Mu Yuchen's face, and he said to Xia En: "I don't need you to give anything, on the contrary, I can help you solve your biggest survival problem, but I need you to swear in the name of the creator god of Ishu Balu and leave the agreed token, and then you will get everything that the tribe needs to survive."
Mu Yuchen's purpose is actually very simple, that is, some information about ancient alchemy that may exist in the underground part of the ruins of Xelkels. In exchange, Mu Yuchen needed to pay for all kinds of gold and jewelry that were buried deep underground and were worthless to him.
To put it bluntly, it is an empty glove white wolf, and let the Ishubaru people work as coolies to help them find something that may be valuable in the ancient city. This treasure is very huge, and in terms of Mu Yuchen's workload in a day's day, what has been unearthed is only one millionth. And those that are buried deeper require more time and energy.
Anyway, I use a lot of it, so it is better to use it to earn some probability events that are basically delusions, just think of it as Mu Yuchen, who was touched by the inspiration of buying a lottery ticket, looked at Xia En who was hesitant and thought like this.
"It can solve the problem of the life of the Ishbaru people who are now living in the ruins of Kesselkels, do you want to know how many people have gathered here in the Dao? Xia En put the difficulties of his clan in front of Mu Yuchen, and such an attitude made him feel more at ease.
"Looks like you haven't counted the population lately! Two thousand six hundred and forty-two! Looking at the disbelief on Xia En's face, Mu Yuchen said casually: "I am a self-appointed Death Merchant, a traveler who walks in various worlds!" This small problem is not a problem at all. "So. What do you want? Xia En, who was still old at twilight, suddenly grew taller at this moment, and this kind of spiritual power obtained for the sake of the clan transmission made Mu Yuchen incomprehensible. "And what do we get
"Food, refined salt, clothing" is a money word to put it bluntly. Seeing that his heart was mobilized by his own words, Xiao Mu Yuchen paused slightly before continuing... Jin: "I can help you find a source of money, which should be enough for you for a long time." ”
"What do you want?" The old man's eyes shone with the light of wisdom, and his rich life experience was supporting her, analyzing and judging Mu Yuchen's every word.
"What a small possibility!" Mu Yuchen's answer made Xia En a little confused, so he explained: "There may be some items with patterns or words engraved in Treasure Feng, I need you to filter out these things and leave them to me, and the rest is your report."
"We're done!" Sean replied decisively.
Before leaving, Xia En gathered the leaders of his tribe together, and asked Mu Yuchen to meet with them, and under the powerful brilliance of the gold and jewels that he had dug up before, the contract and oath were completed one after another. Mu Yuchen handed the treasure map drawn by the Green Goblin Radar to Xia En and told her to do it as secretly as possible.
Anything can happen under the temptation of gold, Mu Yuchen doesn't want them to be wiped out, in that case, his arrangement will be in vain. Holding the Ishbalu Creation God Badge as a token, Mu Yuchen left the ruins of Kesselkels and continued on the road to the east.
Before taking it away, Mu Yuchen used the sand in the desert to refine countless pots and pans and other daily necessities, as well as a small number of farm tools, and a small number of weapons were also handed over to Shane's supporters.
Mu Yuchen, who flew into the sky again and headed east at full speed, flew out of the irritating dusk desert in less than half a day. Looking at the green vitality that gradually appeared, compared to the scene when he almost died in the Eastern Desert when he first came here, Mu Yuchen's heart was full of mixed feelings.
In the middle of the journey, Mu Yuchen specially returned to Nanlu Town, where Laifu's father lived, to visit, but the appearance of the town between things and people has completely changed, and Mu Yuchen finally returned disappointed after several inquiries.
Walking and stopping along the way, stopping from time to time to ask for directions, Mu Yuchen finally returned to Yunshan on the morning of the third day, and returned to the place where he started at the beginning.
The natural taste on the cloud mountain is the same as always, and the climate at this time is also very similar to when Mu Yuchen first went up the mountain. Walking in the beautiful scenery between the green mountains and green waters, Mu Yuchen felt that he had stopped. Due to the lack of interference from the energy pipelines that spread all over the ground of Amistolis, the breath of the fresh dragon veins slowly flowed in Mu Yuchen's perceptual realm in an almost substantial form.
These forces that bring together the wisdom and life of the planet run through every corner of the world, and the invisible will controls the pulse of all this, Mu Yuchen felt an inexplicable throbbing again, and the down-to-earth truth seemed to whisper in his ears, some stories that could not be described in words. "The Gate of Truth, Shen Mu Yuchen silently recited these two words that represented the highest achievement of alchemy and the ultimate goal of "Father", as if he felt something that he could not notice on a daily basis. "To see the truth is to offer one's own body in exchange, and legend has it that flesh and blood sacrifices are also required to sacrifice to the gods,"
"Fortunately, there is no blind experiment on human refining in the territory of Amistolis." Mu Yuchen gasped deeply, and calmed down the turmoil in his heart with great will. "It's almost going to be a meat meal on someone's plate, Fack!"
"Even the world of magic science is in the world of magic." Along the incomparably familiar road, Mu Yuchen slowly walked towards the hut that had left countless memories.
The three houses built with the refining array were still standing there, the wild grass in front of the door was not too deep, and the obvious pruning marks made Mu Yuchen put down a big stone in his heart. Ever since he was looking for Father Laifu in Nanlu Town, Mu Yuchen had a very bumpy psychology about whether Xu Jingzhi was still alive in the world. Looking at the traces of human life in front of him, Mu Yuchen could finally put down the big stone in his heart.
After relaxing, Mu Yuchen began to take in the scenery around him, and a new earthen bag that was obviously built after he left attracted his idea, and his intuition was suddenly completely overwhelmed by the turbulent ominousness. Mu Yuchen walked to the front of the earthen bag almost numbly, and a bluestone tombstone was engraved with "The Spirit of the Mansion of Xu Jing"
Mu Yuchen looked at the words on the tombstone almost sluggishly, and let him read it for nearly ten minutes in just nine words. The numb mind instinctively moved in Mu Yuchen's mind, and something almost like an imprint of self-existence was cleansed out of this world with this tombstone and the body buried under the tombstone.
"It turns out that for this world! I'm still just a passerby! Mu Yuchen thought as if he was lost in his soul.