"Defection?" Quan Heng became interested, "What organization did he go to?" ”

"I don't think so," Song Jingyun wondered, "Hey, how do you think that he joined another organization and not a vagrant?" ”

Because he has become a master, and even has a brain that dominates him.

If true, Quan Heng is skeptical about Tang Junyi's "defection".

"Didn't you say that the frontier has been occupied by the club, and joining the club is basically a must?" Quan Heng smiled, "A lone wolf player like Dao Chang is too difficult. ”

"Hey, correct a little," Song Jingyun stretched out a finger and shook it, "Master Dao, I'm chic, not boiling." ”

"That's right, like people drinking water, they know their own warmth and coldness." She stopped talking about the topic and said, "The Taoist is a professional, and I want to ask you a question. ”

"You're welcome, just ask."

"Can an antiquity with a lot of aura become a refinement?"

"Hey, that's ......"

Song Jingyun thought for a while and said:

"It is still common for spiritual objects to become refined, and if they have experienced the chaos of the country, it is easier to become refined and transformed, so if it is a very old object, it is possible. But objectively speaking, it's really unnecessary, and there's no good errand now, it's either 007 or 996, it's rolled into a dog, it's really a good thing, it's not a top student who can't support himself without any connections, Ya...... Become a fart spirit, you can rely on photosynthesis! ”

After he finished complaining, he turned his head consciously:

But why do you ask this? You can't mess with the spirits! Of course, if you give it in place, I can get you some feng shui Lingqi, raise fortune or something, and trade fairly at a clear price! ”

Pull the business, it's really skilled.

"I suddenly remembered that the Taoist chief looked at me before and said that I had a Dao fate." Quan Heng was interesting, "Is it Dao Yuan, or is there money?" ”

"It's not bad, the poor road also needs to eat, there are many mouths waiting to be raised in a mountain."

Song Jingyun was frank, his thumb brushed the side of his index finger, and he made a gesture to count the money, "So, Boss Heng, do you want to patronize Xiaodao's business?" ”

“…… Boss Heng? Quan Heng's expression moved slightly, and he smiled as usual, "Why is it called that?" Isn't it called a surname? ”

"Ah, just shout casually, it's good."

Song Jingyun touched his chin and pondered, "Besides, didn't Lu Xiaoman call you Sister Heng?" And I thought you didn't like the surname 'Quan'...... I don't know why, I think you may not like it, Dao Ye, my intuition is very accurate, and the pitchers are 100% hit. ”

Gut feeling?

But it's as credible as the system is not shady.

Quan Heng laughed in his heart, and when he was about to move forward, he suddenly said again: "By the way, is there still sugar?" ”

"Huh? Would you like to eat it? Song Jingyun took out his pocket and handed it to her, "There is one left." ”

Kwon Heng thanked him and put it away.

The gray darkness disappeared silently, and the group was stopped almost as soon as they stepped into the gate of the ancient town.

"It's dangerous at night, why do you come back by yourself?"

Quan Heng turned his head to look at Mo Xiuyue, who was sitting under the door, and was not surprised: "Waiting here, did you guess that I would come back?" ”

Mo Xiuyue was silent for two seconds before getting up and walking out of the shadows.

Only then did everyone see that her braids were a little messy, her blue cardigan was a little torn and stained with dust, and there were half-finger-long scars on the side of her cheeks, which were still oozing blood.

Quan Heng only looked at it and then withdrew her gaze, after all, she herself was not much better than exploding or jumping into the sea, and getting wet was not much better.

Mo Xiuyue's gaze was on the red silk on Quan Heng's arm, and then quickly retracted it, and walked straight to her, "I'll take you to change your clothes and participate in the Dragon Banquet after dawn." ”

"The summer breeze is good, and the clothes are quickly dry," Quan Heng motioned to the three behind him not to follow too closely, "What do you want to tell me?" ”

"You blew up that gunboat?"

"Well, I'll give you a firework, is it good?" Kwon Heng laughed.

This look...... Mo Xiuyue's heart beat out of rhythm, this foreigner's eyelashes were long and dense, reflecting this pair of naturally indifferent and gentle eyes, like a green mountain reflected in the heart of the lake.

Like the clear moon she loves, and like the autumn leaves she looks at.

Mo Xiuyue dodged her gaze: "...... Sweet talk. ”

Quan Heng was already familiar with this kind of evaluation, smiled and retracted his gaze, and said to himself: "I'll tell you a story." ”

“…… What's the story? ”

"It should be said that it is a bit of an old thing," Quan Heng preached, "Six years ago, my career had just started, and I had to go to the road myself, and when I finally arrived at the last place, when I discussed cooperation with the customs, a group of nominal [cultural relics restorers] and [archaeologists] came to my port, hoping to cooperate with me and take a batch of cultural relics out of the country." ”

"Relics?" Mo Xiuyue frowned, "You smuggle cultural relics?!" ”

Her voice was a little high, and even the three people behind her looked at her.

"No," Quan Heng had expected it, and said lightly, "I mean they want to come and cooperate with me, but I didn't agree, after all, I am a peace-loving, law-abiding citizen who never violates discipline." ”

“……？”

Mo Xiuyue nodded suspiciously.

Although I didn't understand it, I felt that these words were very inconsistent, but I couldn't say where the specific disharmony was.

"Leader......" Quan Heng groaned for a while, and said with a smile, "It's a very powerful girl, I heard that it is the successor of Captain Jin, she gave me a list of cultural relics, saying that you can choose at will as a reward, and told me that there is a shipwreck under a certain area of water in Meizhou, as long as I circle the right to use that sea area, she can find the shipwreck, and let me choose the cultural relics first." ”

It's so cute.

A group of people who have no money, no power, and no background in illegal business dare to go to her for a transaction, and they also want to use the goods to be smuggled and an uncertain shipwreck ruins as payment.

The courage is commendable, but it also came strangely, and even stuck her itinerary.

"The sea area is not deep, and there are many fishermen, so I haven't heard of any shipwrecks," Quan said, "Later, I found professionals to check and didn't find it, the transaction lagged a little behind, and the group of people was also rounded up, and almost all of them were killed in the process of escaping." ”

"Rounded up after a little delay?" Mo Xiuyue didn't understand, but she had a gut feeling that something was wrong here, "Such a coincidence." ”

"Often, maybe I'm lucky enough to avoid trouble." Quan Heng simply skimmed, "But the most important thing is that the cultural relics that were to be smuggled have disappeared, and there is no trace of them until now, and I remember that there is a kind of cultural relics that have just been stolen in the list given by those people back then, called-"

"Spring and Autumn Qin-style dragon-shaped jade pendant."

Mo Xiuyue's face changed suddenly, she stared at Quan Heng fiercely, but the latter didn't seem to notice, and continued: "Could it be that there is really a cultural relic? What about the other cultural relics, in the ancient tomb of Zhuangjia Mountain? ”

Mo Xiuyue stared at her tightly, like a hedgehog that suddenly exploded, turning the soft and relaxed thorns into extremely sharp, and her lips tightened and became vigilant.

The taste of the early morning seemed to have changed, vaguely with a fishy smell, and Mo Xiuyue's heart suddenly hung up, with a long-lost tingling and panic.

"Xiuyue," Quan Heng paused, "You seem to be a little afraid of me, as if you want to get close to you, but you are very wary and hesitant. ”

Mo Xiuyue was nervous and did not answer.

Quan Heng pondered for a few seconds, suddenly laughed, and spread his hand to her, "Do you eat sugar?" ”

Mo Xiuyue was stunned for a moment, and there was a fruit candy lying quietly in Quan Heng's palm, and the cellophane packaging folded out a warm light.

Sugar......

For a long time, Mo Xiuyue silently took the candy from Quan Heng's hand, hung her head and didn't speak, just rubbed the candy body.

For a moment, there was only the sound of cellophane rustling.

"When did it start?"

Quan Heng asked without a beginning or an end, but Mo Xiuyue knew that the other party was talking about this map, she raised her head and quietly looked at the dead streets of the ancient town, and then looked at the faintly dawning sky, and only after a long time did she drop her head and move her lips:

“…… October 20, 1860. ”

"1860......" Quan Heng closed his eyes and repeated with a sigh, "For more than one hundred and sixty years, the mountain aunt said that no guests had come for a long time, and I didn't expect this 'long' to be ...... So long. ”

Mo Xiuyue was still uneasy rubbing the candy paper with her fingers and didn't speak.

The fishy smell in the air still did not dissipate, and even became more and more abnormal and unpleasant with the heartbeat.

"I see that those British soldiers who came to the town were injured when they went back," Quan Heng paused and whispered, "It's hard work, you are using Yujing Beidou ......"

Mo Xiuyue suddenly sneered, "...... Did you see that? ”

Quan Heng sensed that something was wrong, but Mo Xiuyue had already raised her head, and even raised her chin slightly aggressively, her muscles tense to the point of stiffness.

"Are you going to laugh at us too? Stranger. ”

She said, gritting her teeth, and glaring at Quan Heng viciously, "Yes, those robbers are here for cultural relics, there are guns and cannons, so advanced weapons, how can they be stopped by relying only on the flesh?" The only one who can help us is Yujing Beidou.

"Isn't the monster ugly and disgusting, and smells of pus, but why should we townspeople become horrible monsters at night, because we have no choice!

"If you don't become a monster, you will be killed, and you asked me at that time how I could carry a gunboat with only a shotgun? Yes, we can't bear it, and we really can't hold it! ”

Mo Xiuyue trembled and took a deep breath, the nails she was rubbing the candy paper had already pinched into her fingers, and she unconsciously exerted force, she smelled the smell of blood in the air even stronger, and she cried faintly with auditory hallucinations.

It was a bloody self-esteem crying, and she was choked up by Ling Chi's body.

"You are not from the same era as me, I heard those foreigners say six years ago that era, civilized, peaceful, advanced, and like those Westerners, do you think we are ugly like those foreigners? Barbarism, drinking to quench thirst, it's useless, you can't even keep your own home!

"Now it's just to please yourself with that bit of guilt, what cultural relics are not cultural relics, in fact, it has long passed, a little broken thing, even if you don't give it, it will be dug up and sold by future generations! There are so many in the foreigner pavilion, not bad for these few, and it is useless to guard them, and they naively think that they have made much contribution, but in fact, they are all self-deception of the weak——"

Mo Xiuyue stopped abruptly, and her fingers that were masochistic because of fear were stretched out by Quan Heng.

The stranger, who was hostile, frightened and faintly looking forward to her at this moment, lowered his eyes, peeled off the candy wrapper, and brought the candy to her mouth, and said in a gentle tone:

"Eat something sweet, and it won't be so bitter."

Mo Xiuyue looked at it in a daze, and only opened her mouth for a long time, the fruit candy entrance was obviously very sweet, but she had a feeling of wanting to cry at this moment, and she had to swallow her saliva to barely suppress the sour choking in her throat.

"Although I have not personally experienced it, I can only peek at a vague corner of the historical record, but I know that it was a time of confusion and despair, no one knew where the road ahead was, and no one even knew whether there was a road, and the vast majority of people could not take on the responsibility of light, at most it could only be regarded as a torch held in people's hands, which could slightly illuminate the front, but could not become the sun and point the way for everyone."

Quan Heng gently brushed her messy hair, her voice was so soft, and serious, hot like a pot of sake simmered in the cold winter of Sanjiu, burning all over the internal organs that were pierced by the freezing of needletips.

"You say that you drink to quench your thirst, but this is not a choice or not, but no choice, everyone is just looking for a way out in a troubled world, better than the emperor will still be under house arrest and bullying, not to mention the vast majority of ordinary people?

"In late October 1860, the summer palace was burned and plundered, and you said that Guancheng was reimbursed for smoke, and I think you also know that the cultural relics were transported away from ...... by gunboats."

Mo Xiuyue opened her mouth and barely made a voice: "You...... You know? ”

"It's not that I know, it's that I have to remember."

Quan Heng looked at Xiaoguang in the sky, stroked the red silk on his right arm with his fingers, turned his head and said seriously:

"So what you are guarding is not just cultural relics, but also a passion, which is not naïve, but a rebellion against aggression and oppression.

"There is no evidence for the news of the wild goose, and it is difficult to return to the dream. I don't know if you're scared because of the grave robbers gang six years ago, but I'm sorry that the first reply I sent to you from my homeland was to belittle and deny it. ”

Quan Heng folded the colorful glass candy paper into a very small and delicate handmade heart, it was so beautiful, her beauty was put in Mo Xiuyue's hand, with residual warmth.

"But please don't be afraid of me, I don't want to do anything. I asked how to get into the ancient tombs of Mt. Rosewood because I wanted to take them home. Yujing Beidou can't break ten thousand laws with one force, this pollution is not a simple force, but a long-term disease, a curse of monsters, I want to end this nightmare.

Moreover, we never deny that we were once weak, and even are weak, but the weak have their way of survival, and the weak have their own ways of protecting what they hold dear, even if it costs everything they have.

"—a weakling, but also a hero."

Mo Xiuyue's fingers trembled, clenching the candy paper tightly, she felt so painful, but she felt at ease. It's like searching in the dead leaves, and finally finds the green vitality, and after suppression, I just want to take a big breath.

"You say...... Do you want to know the way to the ancient tomb of Mount Rose, and want to end it all? ”

"Yes." Kwon Heng said.

"You know that we are weak, but you still think that all our persistence is meaningful, we are heroes?"

"Yes." Kwon Heng nodded.

“…… Sweet talk. Mo Xiuyue laughed dumbly, and sour tears fell, "But even if I know that it was a trap you created, I still want to eat its sugar coating, I'm really stupid." ”

She suicidally pulled out the sharp knife that had been inserted into the depths of her soul, but she could no longer smell the stench of six years of entanglement, the pus wounds slowly healed, and the flesh grew as before.

Finally made her a martyr's honor.

(End of chapter)