"Expeditionary Army... It's okay, I just went in to take a look." Then the voice sounded clean and clear, indescribably soft and pleasant, as if a breeze in the afternoon of summer sunshine had blown a crystal wind chime.
"If you insist, then give the old slave some time. I will clean up the expeditionary army and blood slaves inside, and you can go in again."
"No! I'm just looking, there's no need to kill so many people!"
"… All right."
The door of the bar turned into ashes without a sound, and the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. Everyone, including the soldiers of the expeditionary force, found that they suddenly lost the ability to move, and only their eyes could move.
A girl walks into the bar.
Her figure was slightly slender and petite, and the black slim coat set off that stunning little face with a layer of soft light, like the finest porcelain. She has a pair of big eyes, clear and pure. Those were eyes that did not belong to this chaotic, bloody and dirty world at all.
When she walked in, the whole Manjusawa suddenly became a pure land on earth, no longer cold, no longer dirty. All the changes come from this mysterious girl, who seems to have the powerful power to cleanse the soul.
She seemed extremely strong, but at the same time seemed extremely weak, as if a gust of wind passing over the wasteland could blow her to pieces. The moment they saw her, many people felt inexplicable heartache, as if this delicate and pure girl would perish at any moment.
Her eyes slowly swept over everyone in the bar, every corner, without missing any details. When she saw Qianye, her eyes brightened slightly, revealing a trace of surprise, but then dimmed again, and she sighed softly.
She said softly, "I thought the place called Manshushahua would be different... Sigh! Maybe I'm overthinking. Let's go, Uncle Wang."
Following the girl's call, an old man with snowy silver hair quietly appeared beside her. In fact, he has been standing beside the girl, but everyone subconsciously ignored his existence.
The old man glanced at Qianye and said to the girl: "This is just an ordinary bar, just like all bars. Maybe he just happened to know this word, and he doesn't know its true meaning at all."
The girl wrapped her coat and sighed softly: "Maybe! However, it is always a small surprise to see this word in the abandoned place."
Uncle Wang smiled: "It's rare that Miss likes it, so let him share a little of your joy. A lucky boy, hehe."
"Yeah, he is a lucky guy!" the girl said softly.
The girl left the bar, and the old man took out a small black velvet bag, put it on the bar counter, and said meaningfully to Qianye: "Since you make the lady happy, no matter what you have on you, it is worth rewarding. This is your It's gone."
After the old man left, the people in the bar regained their ability to move, but people still seemed to be petrified, forgetting to move and talk. The experience of not being able to move or speak just now was like a nightmare. And the girl is the only shining light in the nightmare world.
Qianye's face was pale, he pressed his hand on the black silk bag left by the old man, and it took a long time before he opened it and took a look inside.
Inside is a bag full of imperial gold coins!
Dozens of imperial gold coins are a huge wealth that can make people crazy in the wasteland.
In this lawless land, three silver coins can buy a life, and five silver coins can make almost any woman lift her skirt. However, one imperial gold coin can be exchanged for a full hundred silver coins. Pure imperial gold coins cannot be spent, and nothing is worth an imperial gold coin.
The gold coin did not dazzle Qianye, his gaze was fixed on a crystal box half buried in the gold coin. The crystal box is only three fingers wide, and a rose-like flower is engraved on the surface, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite. Through the lid, three silver bullets can be seen inside.
The warheads of these three bullets are also made of transparent crystal, with a silver-white liquid flowing inside, and a rose-like flower is also engraved on the silver shell.
This kind of non-standard silver bullet looks like the original force bullet privately made by the rich family of the empire. It has a special lethal effect on the dark race, and it is especially terrifying to the blood race.
Seeing these three silver bullets, Qianye's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, which drenched all his clothes.
Many people in the bar were a little curious about the things in the black silk bag. Many people looked greedy when they poked their heads, but they didn't dare to go to the front. Curiosity and greed can make people bold and crazy, but in the face of the power of absolute disparity, human beings will restrain themselves well.
The soldiers of the Imperial Army put down their half-eaten food, formed a team silently, and escorted the blood slaves away from the bar.
An imperial soldier walked to the bar and said coldly: "Boy, you are lucky, but the old man just now..."
He wanted to say, "What did the old man give you, take it out and take a look?" But Liu Jiang interrupted him halfway through.
The lieutenant colonel actually put an imperial gold coin on the bar counter!
He said in a deep voice: "This is the meal money. Your luck is really good, and you have won the favor of the big man. From now on, no one from the expeditionary army will disturb your business. But if you change your mind, you can do it at any time." You can come to the stronghold of the expeditionary army. Remember my name, my name is Liu Jiang. You can go to Chuxiong, or you can come to me."
Qianye was thinking about something, and slowly said: "Thank you, I... will think about it."
Liu Jiang nodded, greeted "Let's go!" and left the bar with the expeditionary soldiers.
At the city gate, the bald sheriff has crawled out of the ruins. His face was covered with blood, but he didn't wipe it off. He just sat on a big rock, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "I knew it wasn't peaceful recently, I knew it..."
It was night now, and the huge full moon in the sky was as red as blood!
Qianye closed the bar early and waived everyone's drink bill tonight. People were frightened and wanted to go back early to rest and suppress the fright.
The central topic of discussion is how much money is in that small bag, and there are also many people discussing what Manjushahua is. But there are not many people in the town who can read and write. No matter how they imagine, there will be no results.
Inside the bar, Qianye looked at the flowers on the crystal magazine and did not move for a long time. That flower is not a rose, but a legendary flower, Manjusawa.
Manshushahua, also known as the flower of the other shore, according to legend, it only grows in the Styx River and guides the soul to return to the other shore.
The night gradually deepened, and the small town gradually became quiet, and people fell asleep one after another. The bald sheriff also returned to his home, poured half a catty of low-quality spirits to knock himself over, and then made a loud noise.
The gate of the town is still in a state of damage, and it will not take a few days to repair it. In fact, the town's city wall, which is less than five meters high, can stop ordinary beasts and blood slaves.
But don't worry tonight, the expeditionary force has obviously carried out a big sweep in the vicinity, hoping to be peaceful for ten and a half months.
As for the more powerful scavengers, pioneers, and adventurers, even an intact lighthouse town is no different from an undefended one, while the regular soldiers of the expeditionary army and the dark race can easily raze the town to the ground. But those are not what the bald sheriff has to consider. The sheriff has always been very open about things beyond his ability. He just couldn't see it, and he couldn't do anything about it.
Qianye also fell asleep, and in the haze, he found himself in a quiet neighborhood.
There were no lights or people here, only the sound of his lonely footsteps echoing on the empty street. There was a huge blood moon in the sky, occupying a small half of the night sky.
He felt instinctively that great danger was approaching, but he could find no weapons on him or around him. In anxiety, he rushed to the side of the road, trying to pull out an iron pipe stuck in the ground. However, just as he held the iron pipe with his hand, countless blood slaves suddenly jumped out from the surrounding darkness, howling and rushing forward!
Qianye only felt that his body was extremely heavy, and every movement was several times slower than usual. Before he could stop him, he was thrown to the ground by a blood slave, who bit his neck, and his sharp teeth pierced deeply into his aorta!
Qianye sat up abruptly!
He panted for a long time, and then he realized that he was in his room, and it was just a nightmare.
But this dream was too realistic and clear, the feeling of the blood-sucking fangs piercing into the neck was as real as it was. Even knowing that it was just a dream, Qianye couldn't help but touch his neck.
The skin there is smooth, and only when you touch it with your fingers will you feel that there are two faintly visible bumps. That was the scar left by the blood race.
Qianye's chest heaved violently, and his whole body was dripping with sweat.
He didn't lie on the bed, but curled up in the corner wrapped in a quilt. This is a habit he developed on the Eternal Night Continent to avoid being attacked by the enemy in his sleep. And by surprise, it can also kill the unprepared attackers in turn.
Qianye stood up, feeling weak and dizzy, and almost fell to the ground. He collected himself, went to the cabinet by the wall, picked up the black silk bag again, took out the crystal magazine from it, hesitated for a while, and finally opened the magazine.
Under the weak light, the warheads of the three silver bullets all exude a hazy light, which is very magnificent. As soon as the crystal box was opened, there was a strong breath of the original force.
Qianye whispered to himself: "As expected...they are all original force bombs."
He reached out to touch the original force silver bullet, and just as his fingertip touched the bullet, there was a light hissing sound, and a small piece of his fingertip was immediately scorched. And the liquid condensed by the original force in the warhead also violently turbulent, as if it might explode at any time.
Qianye immediately withdrew his hand, and after he stopped touching it, the reaction of the original force silver bullet gradually subsided. He knew that these three bullets were not ordinary silver bullets of the original force, but magic-breaking mithril bullets specially made for blood races. Judging from the resonance and agitation of the original force, the people who made these three magic-breaking bullets were even more extraordinary strong.
Qianye looked at his hands, his left hand was glowing with a hazy aura, while his right hand was entangled with rich blood energy.
The girl's eyes had the terrifying power to see through emptiness, and the Uncle Wang next to her was an extremely terrifying master. His body was full of force fluctuations, and he was one of the strongest he had ever seen in his life.
He left such a special box of magic-breaking mithril bullets in the imperial gold coins, obviously he had seen through Qianye's secret, but he didn't expose it because his bar was named Manshushahua.
However, apart from being the first famous gun in the empire, what else is special about Manshushahua? Can the old man who wanted to purify everyone in the bar let go of Qianye, who might be the black blood polluter