"Almost...... All. ”

The old priest shrugged, "The flu epidemic in the past few years has been quite widespread, except for normal human blood, all Romulus people are infected.

The infected person showed signs of high fever, vomiting, and albino, but recovered after a few days. It was also by chance that I discovered that the virus had not been extinguished. ”

Ye Qingxuan was shocked: "You didn't report such a big thing?"

"It's reported. ”

The old priest said earnestly: "The nations also attach great importance to this matter. ”

"Then why didn't you see any movement from them?"

"Yes, didn't you see it before you entered the city? ”

The old priest pointed in the direction of the gate of the gathering place, and said solemnly: "Many countries have contributed money and efforts to build such a high wall here, and it costs a lot of money." ”

“......”

Ye Qingxuan fell silent, and after a long time, he asked bitterly: "It means that this group of people is left to fend for themselves, right?

"None of the others knew. The old priest said, "I only informed their elders, that is, ......."

Before he could finish his sentence, a hoarse laugh rang out from outside the door, and a rough voice shouted: "Doctor, where is the doctor? I've come to see you! I heard that the Holy City has sent a new doctor. Come out and show me!"

As soon as he heard that voice, the old priest's expression suddenly became extremely tangled.

"—That's him. ”――

There were no officials among the Romulus displacement, and there was no government in this agglomeration. It is only constrained by the clan system.

And the most noble of them is undoubtedly the 'elders' who have been elected by the masses and are the most wise and long-term vision.

In fact, the elder, who is in his fifties, looks ...... How to say, it has the style of a Romulusian. Other words. Like a tramp.

This is the first time Ye Qingxuan has seen such an enthusiastic Romulus person.

As soon as he went out, he saw the dark, thin old man swooping up like a monkey, hunched over with strange paint on his face, and wearing a tattered robe, and it seemed that he was wearing nothing......

The elder grabbed him. Looking up and down, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, as if he was as happy and enthusiastic as seeing his own son, except for the strange smell of spices and charcoal on his body, Ye Qingxuan was still able to reluctantly accept it.

“...... So, you're the new doctor, aren't you?"

The elder grabbed Ye Qingxuan and sighed with emotion: "We Romulus people like friends the most, since you are a doctor sent by the Order, then you are also our friend...... Not. Would you like something good?"

He paused, mysteriously pulled out a small cloth bag from his pocket, picked out a pinch of powder, threw it into the tobacco, and deftly rolled it into two.

One for you, one for me.

"Please don't say no!

Ye Qingxuan grabbed the one in his hand and watched the elder swallow the clouds and spit out the mist happily, but the tip of his nose faintly smelled many familiar smells, and he was faintly dizzy......

Not. Mandala, white orange leaves, purple leaves, white mugwort...... It's still a familiar ingredient, it's still a familiar formula.

Ye Qingxuan suddenly had an urge to vomit blood.

What's the good thing about this?! This is clearly a psychedelic incense that has been hungry for I don't know how many banned drugs and stimulants! What kind of trouble is it to take drugs with me when we meet for the first time!

Is it the custom of you Romulus people to gather together to take drugs?

This is to be put in Anglo, and it is to be sentenced!

Ye Qingxuan's face was strange, he didn't point it, he didn't order it, he could only put away the cigarette roll in a daze, and planned to throw it away after going out.

Just as he was about to take his leave. But he was cut off again!

"Come on, come on, I heard you only came last night. The elder eagerly took his hand: "I'll take you around Auschwitz, it's such a good place, you must not have realized it, right?"

"No, no, no, I've got it. ”

Ye Qingxuan was about to refuse. But he was forcibly dragged away, and the old priest was helpless beside him, wishing you good luck, which made him extremely sad.

On the street of a chaotic gathering area, Ye Qingxuan staggered behind the elder and opened his mouth to speak.

"Elder......"

"Call me by name, Caligula. ”

The elder looked back at him with a smile: "This is the name of my ancestor, and it is also mine. ”

"Ahem, Mr. Caligula, where are you taking me?"

Ye Qingxuan's heart was full of thoughts, for fear that this elder would take him into an alley, and then rush out of eight hundred Romulus youths to break his body on the spot

"Do you need to ask?"

The elder whistled, "Of course it's my family." ”

"But I still have a stall to confiscate. ”

"I've got someone to keep an eye on you. Anyway, it's not sound, it's early in the morning, an outsider is selling swords here, do you know how many people have approached me and want to give you, an outsider, a little color?"

"Uh......"

Ye Qingxuan was speechless. On the contrary, the elder was not concerned, but praised him: "Your accent is good, where did you learn it?"

"I am an ancient scholar, and my teacher is a master of ancient languages and history. ”

Ye Qingxuan scratched his head: "I learned a little on the way here, but I didn't learn well, and the locals don't seem to like my accent." ”

"No, they just hate you. ”

The elder unabashedly made a move to the point, which made Ye Qingxuan extremely stunned.

"The Romulus people have long since failed to speak the language of their own people, only their accents. If you speak lingua franca with this accent, you will only make them feel ashamed. ”

The elder patted him on the shoulder: "Don't do this in the future." The Romulus people do not need this kind of pretense of closeness, nor do they need pity. ”

“...... Good. ”

In between conversations, they twisted and turned down the streets, only to find themselves in the heart of Auschwitz. Several narrow streets lead to a large bazaar.

Right in the bustling bazaar, there are all kinds of goods.

The vendors were selling hotly, and the crowds were surging and rubbing shoulders one after another. It's not as deserted as the periphery.

"This is the real bazaar, and the place where you set up your stall is only accessible to outsiders. The elder patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder: "If you really want to set up a stall, come here and report my name, the local people won't care." ”

"Uh, thanks. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled reluctantly. But his eyes couldn't help but look at the center of the market.

It was in the middle of the ring, but it was empty.

In the clearing, several long black iron poles stretched straight into the sky, and hanging corpses that had long since been air-dried. When the breeze blew, the dry corpses swayed like leaves, looking unusually hideous and eerie.

But who would erect something like this in the center of their gathering area?

Ye Qingxuan couldn't figure it out.

"What are you looking at?"

The elder followed his line of sight and suddenly realized, "Oh, those are the former elders, my colleagues. Pity. Because he made a mistake, he was hanged. ”

"Made a mistake?"

Ye Qingxuan asked curiously, "What did they do?"

The elder raised his eyes, and looked at him with a look of great pity, as if looking at a mentally retarded person: "...... If you know what you do will make a mistake, then they don't have to die, don't they?"

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was blocked: "This is ...... Who did it?"

"Of course it's me, who is here but me who is qualified to judge them. ”

Caligula said lightly: "If you think about it, it was all five or six years ago. They've been hanging for so long, don't talk about it. Now if they don't hang up, I'm not used to it. ”

"Why? Why hang it? People are already dead, right? Why do you have to do that?"

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's question, the elder was also stumped.

"This ......"

He scratched his messy hair from a chicken coop and gestured: "I don't know if there are such people outside, young and don't know anything, but I think I know everything." I want to change my fate, but I haven't seen what the real world looks like...... What is the name of such a person? Angry, indignant......"

"Angry youth. Ye Qingxuan added.

"Yes, that's right!"

The elder hammered his palm with satisfaction, and sighed: "The stupidity of young people is inevitable, and there must always be something to warn them. At least. This will allow them to calm down a little bit when they are trying to be stupid. ”

The elder paused for a moment and said lightly, "After all, the Romulus people don't have a chance to be stupid, do they?"

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when he passed by a stall, the elder took a pigeon from someone else for nothing, and he didn't know what he wanted to do. Soon, they were in place.

"Come in. ”

The elder pushed open the door and invited him to take a seat—but there were no seats here, there were a few cushions on the shabby carpet, and Ye Qingxuan picked one at random.

When the elder had laid down the dove, he went into the back room alone, and grabbed two handfuls of spices and sawdust and sprinkled them on the stove in the house. Soon, flames rose.

Caligula whispered a few prayers to the fire that had lasted from the time of her ancestors to the present day. The Romulus people value their ancestors, and each Romulus family has its own set of rituals for worshipping the fire and ancestors, and strictly abide by them. Caligula is no exception.

Soon, he ended his prayers and returned to the hall. The servants brought up a few glasses of water, and placed the prepared pigeon in front of the elder.

Now the poor pigeon was stripped of all his hair, bound his feet, and cooing innocently.

Ye Qingxuan looked down at the pigeon:

"It's ......"

The elder smiled mysteriously and drew his short knife: "The guests are coming from afar, so let me divinate for you." I turned out to be the best gut teller among the Romulus. ”

Before Ye Qingxuan could react, the short knife in the elder's hand flashed, and the pigeon was disemboweled.

In the smell of the spices mixed with the forbidden medicine and psychedelic incense, the elder danced with a dove and a short knife in his hand, took a deep breath of white smoke, and then his eyes turned white, and he got up and danced wildly.

In that hoarse and strange humming, his body twitched, his eyes rolled, he gasped violently, screamed, trembled, and sat down to the ground.

With a squeeze of his right hand, the poor pigeon was squeezed flat.

The elder deftly picked out the intestines of the pigeon with his short knife, cut it thinly, put it aside, and stared intently, and there were words in his mouth, but he could not understand them, and could only vaguely guess what the old words were.

After a long silence, Caligula lowered her dagger and the bloody pigeon in her hand.

Someone brought a basin of water, and after he calmly washed his hands, he sat back opposite Ye Qingxuan, and stopped talking.

Looking at his serious appearance, the sluggish Ye Qingxuan finally reacted:

"What is the result of the divination?"

To be honest, seeing him do it so carefully, Ye Qingxuan really had some expectations in his heart! )