It has been twenty-three years since the funeral corner arrived in Shacheng.

In these days, he witnessed the northern suburbs of Shacheng from the yellow sand to cacti and pine trees, saw the tree people in the middle of the city grow to the height of a two-story house, and also witnessed the holding and ending of the four martial arts conferences.

He saw that a large number of reed people and bamboo people came to the city.

The reeds have a good mind, so they are competent for most jobs, especially planting and cultivating, while the bamboo people are flexible and strong, and they are busy on construction sites.

Under the leadership of Lushan and Zhuhu, the people of Zhulu Country even built a bamboo garden diagonally opposite the Ghost Tower, and most of the Lumin and Bamboo people lived in that area. They are often heard beating bamboo planks and dancing, singing hometown songs.

Comparatively, there are fewer people from the Ghost Realm who come to Sand City to work.

Two more ghost doctors came to the funeral clan one after another, and their purpose was simple, that is, to treat the disease here in the Yao clan, and then treat the ghosts in return.

In addition to this, there are dozens of ghosts from the ghost realm coming over.

They received a complete education from the Yao clan here, but very few were willing to go back to build the ghost world, and almost all of them stayed in the ghost lighthouse, wanting to become ghost scholars or ghost warriors first.

If you can become a ghost scholar, you will have the opportunity to lecture everywhere, and the best people may even be invited to enter the Yao world and study in the city over there - of course, they will not come back.

If you take the ghost samurai route, you will go to the martial arts tournament to seek a chance to make a name for yourself, and even if you can't get a good ranking, it is also a place to show your strength.

Many of the new transcendents emerged from the Martial Arts Conference, and then were thrown an olive branch by giant organizations such as the Temple Society, the Alliance Council, and the Transcendent Guild.

The only problem is.

The farther you go, the harder it is to turn back.

Even if you don't have ambitions, it's comfortable to stay in a city like Shacheng.

Basking in the sun, living in a spacious and clean house, playing a tribal game with nothing to do, having a bottle of ale or honey wine, roasting meat, wheat cakes and grapes...... Who wants to go back to backward cols and quagmires?

Thinking of this, the funeral horn couldn't help but sigh.

It's not the same myself.

Fallen, fallen, Undertaker, have you forgotten your mission?

Of course I didn't forget, I didn't!

He grabbed a bottle of blast furnace honey wine, and drank it to relieve his sorrows.

"Physician...... Am I incurable? ”

The ghost patient in front of him was so nervous that he was about to cry.

"You're alright."

The funeral corner put down the wine bottle and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth: "You just have some external force splashing on your head, which causes abrasions and minor damage. In the future, remember that the life-and-death battle between the transcendent and the Cloud Transformation Monk should not be too close to the onlookers, otherwise there will be such a risk. ”

"Go back and rest, I'll give you a number. I came back in 19 days for a follow-up, and there was a place for treatment at that time, and I still have patients in my body. ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor."

The ghost patient let out a sigh: "Doctor, you don't seem to be in a good mood?" ”

"Occupational disease."

He grabbed the bottle again and took a sip.

In fact, the funeral horn does not like wine, and wine cannot forget sorrow. Just by drinking, people's memory will deteriorate, and they can forget who they are for a while.

Funeral Horn heard that the mead was made by a winemaker called Hunter Rain, and she was called the "Princess of Meadow" by the dwarves. I don't know if this princess has anything she wants to forget.

Now that you're done, it's time to go on a mission!

However, the weather was nice today.

Lying on the bed, the funeral corner opened the "Temple Samurai".

If there is one thing that brings the greatest convenience to learning the Yao language, it is to read these stories. While eating saltwater beans, he flipped through the paper, and came back to his senses again, the sun had set.

Well, it's time to go on a mission!

The funeral corner closed the door and stepped into the streets of Shacheng in the evening.

didn't take a few steps, and was suddenly stopped by the bamboo tiger: "Funeral horn, the tribal war chess is missing one of the three, I also said to call you, come quickly!" ”

To successfully execute the task, it is also necessary to build good interpersonal relationships.

"Okay."

The battle flag game is over, and it is already the middle of the night.

The Funeral Horn yawned.

It's too late today, so let's do it tomorrow.

Wake up early the next morning.

The funeral corner is a daily remorse, and I regret it very much.

Fallen, fallen, Funeral Horn, have you forgotten your important mission?

No, of course not!

End of consultation.

The mortar corner pushed the door out with a resolute look in his eyes.

Be sure to finish it today!

But he hadn't taken two steps when he suddenly remembered something.

Today seems to be Dragonborn Meeting Day.

He hurriedly pulled the hourglass out of his coat pocket.

If there is any achievement in the past 20 years, it is this tool of time that he has made with the most common sand in the world. Not long ago, the hourglass was widely used in Sand City.

Sure enough, it's today!

Almost had an accident!

I'm going to be sprayed by the Dragon King!

He hurried all the way to the meeting place south outside Sand City, and when he arrived, the other Dragonborns had already arrived.

"You're really late again."

Everyone laughed, saying that they must have been drinking, either playing chess and playing all night, or reading stories and losing track of time.

The undertaker argued: "The work is too busy, and the doctor is very busy." ”

Becoming a Dragonborn was an accident.

That day, he was on a mission outside the city, and the target was a cactus with a back box. Compared with the people in the city, the cacti outside the city are still much simpler and simpler.

“…… A large area of land has now been reclaimed from the ghost realm, and the environment is dry and suitable. There was a lady who, for various reasons, needed a good husband to have offspring with her, and who could get a big prize if she stayed for five years. There will be no problem coming back then. ”

This is his mission, to find and introduce new intelligent populations to the ghost realm. Even if they stay for a short time, as long as they can reproduce the next generation in the local area, the ghost world will take care of these young children.

In the basic strategy of the ghost world, the introduction of foreign groups is a crucial part, but the local area is much backward and unattractive compared to Shacheng, and can only be baited with bonuses and a short time limit.

Unfortunately, even then, it has had little effect.

Most of those who have wisdom will also be suspicious, and the funeral horn can only be introduced in the name of an individual, and the ghost world will not admit that the official has made relevant moves.

The only person who knew the identity of the undertaker was the Apostle Bullow.

If you do it well, you are a hero in the ghost world, and if you don't do it well, it is a personal act.

The cactus said, "I am a clean cactus, please don't insult me with money." ”

“…… I'm sorry. ”

At this moment, a behemoth flew through the air.

The dragon of the dark sun, the dragon king Pasha, suddenly noticed the ground.

It fell from the sky and set off the yellow sand.

The dragon king looked down at the dwarf Funeral Clan: "You look strong, good, from now on, you are a dragonborn, now ready to receive my blessings." ”

The funeral horn was shocked.

The dragon king opened his bloody mouth, and black flames gushed out from his mouth.

In an instant, the Funeral Horn was overwhelmed by the flames of the Dragonborn Grammar [Dragonborn Blessing].

Waking up from a coma, he found that he had become a dragonborn, possessed a special ability [Dragon Gate], and possessed a wonderful power in his body.

The price was that he grew a stout tail covered in scales.

For a long time, he was very uncomfortable with the presence of tails.

Later, the funeral horn found that it was nice to have a tail, which could roll up a wine bottle to drink, turn over a book, be used as a support stool to carry around, and pick noses and arrange hair.

Of course, there are also many inconveniences, such as sleeping, there is a bulge under the buttocks, and it is more comfortable to sleep on your side or on your stomach.

Compared to the arduous mission on his body, the undertaker felt that this was nothing at all.

However, every six months, all the dragonborns in Sand City need to gather once to show the dragon king Pasha their current ability. The Dragonlord's choice of dragonborns includes a variety of races, including cacti, paramec, elves, and Uzi.

The funeral corner is the only non-Yao people.

After completing the routine assembly report, everyone was scolded as a waste by the stern dragon king as usual, and only promised...... The Funeral Corner returned to the ghost lighthouse, exhausted.

Tomorrow, tomorrow must complete the mission! Today is busy today, and there is no way to do it.

With such a plan, his mood suddenly relaxed.

Suddenly, someone stopped him: "Doctor Funeral." ”

The undertaker turned his head and saw that the visitor was an unfamiliar face.

The other man's hair was tied into a long braid, his face was cold, and he carried a sword wrapped in sackcloth. Her skin is pale blue and her gaze is sharp, giving her a sharp sense of pressure.

"My name is Negative Sword Carp, and I heard that you are looking for someone to go to the ghost world."

The funeral corner remembered.

About two years ago, several new races called [Sword Bearers] came to Shacheng, and they seem to have awakened after being given a gift by God Yao, and they came from the ancient corruptors.

However, there are too few of them, and I heard that they like to challenge the transcendents one by one, or duel with the powerful Cloud Transformation Monk. The Funeral Horn only knows that this is a mysterious fighting people.

But this negative sword carp has nothing to do with himself, and he actually knows about it.

The funeral horn hesitated for a moment: "Miss Negative Sword Carp, I am actually replacing some friends and looking for someone to have a baby...... You know about this. ”

"Oh."

What does oh mean?

The funeral corner was a little confused about the other party's intentions.

"Can you accept that?"

"I can't."

“……”

The negative sword carp said, "I want to go to the Pillar Mountain of the Ghost Realm, compete with the farms over there, and challenge Master Shioku. ”

"You may have to ask the Apostles for help...... I can't help it. "The funeral corner spreads its hands.

"I have children."

The negative sword carp said behind him, "Rain, come here." ”

A little zombie jumps around.

Her head was up to the waist of the sword carp and she carried a small wooden sword. The little girl grabbed the corner of her mother's coat and looked at the funeral corner with curious eyes.

"This is my apprentice, carrying the sword rain."

The negative sword carp said: "If you just want a child, this child is ready-made, it should be okay, right?" ”

The funeral corner was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

But he thought about it, as if ready-made children could do it, anyway, he wanted a more diverse population.

But the responsibility of being a doctor made it a little difficult for him to accept. After staying in Shacheng for a long time, he is now unconsciously accustomed to the habits of the Yao Clan Doctor, which are similar to a sense of mission.

The funeral horn was vigilant, in case the child's parents searched for their daughter for thousands of miles, and it became a diplomatic problem between the kingdoms of God, it would be troublesome.

He asked, "Do the parents of this child agree?" ”

"She doesn't have parents."

The negative sword carp said: "The negative sword is transformed from the corrupt, and if you want to talk about your parents, you can only be Yao Shen." Rain was born as a sword-bearer, and she recognized me as a teacher and walked with me. ”

I see, it's not just child trafficking.

The funeral corner was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes.

The mission has finally progressed!

Funeral corner, funeral corner, your years of perseverance and forbearance are really valuable!

It's not easy for you.

(End of chapter)