When Nassin described the scene that happened at that time, the two stopped on the side of the road, and several heavy caravans pulled by horses pulled by tall horses walked along the road on the edge of the forest. The ruts were pressed in the soft dust. Make a deep impression—
In fact, because the scavengers' convoys are often filled with coffins when they go to Tomrow, this road is called the'Black Road' or the'Way of the Dead'. These scavengers or vultures are regular visitors on this road, but while those people spit on their work while admiring the clinking gold nuggets in their pockets, they can't see how many people shed tears on this road.
It is said that these tears fall in the dust on the road, so this road will always look so dark and heavy, as if it always after rain.
At the moment the convoy was on the way back, the cargo on the car was Tomuro's specialty Black Crystal. The Lord of Rosalin imposed heavy taxes on this commodity, but he could finally make money with his amazing profits.
"... This may be Rosalin's last few cars of Black Crystal, and it will always give us a satisfactory price." Na Xin stared at his team silently and thought. He took such a big risk. As the last scavenger to leave Rosalin and set foot on this dark road, all he did was to make money. Excess risks would lead to excessive profits.
He is not a qualified businessman, but he is definitely a bold and cautious speculator with a keen sense of smell.
It's just that this trip was not smooth.
This is the trouble they encountered when they were in the Qiusangze River.
As if the journey had signaled some kind of uneasiness from the beginning, the convoy lost a horse while passing the Qiusangze River, and they lost a truckload of cargo due to unseasonable floods flowing upstream. At that time, he saw the coffins swirling in the turbulence and submerged under the whirlpool. He swore in his heart that he had never seen such a violent flood. The Qiusangze River was never a grumpy river, even in spring. The same is true for the flood season at the turn of summer.
Not to mention in late autumn.
Then they encountered a strange attack. Although they were lucky enough to escape, two guards died. The pension would be a lot of money. Although Na Xin was a scavenger, no scavenger dared to take it away. This money, someone had done this before, and it didn't take long for the body of the old vulture to be thrown outside the city walls of Rosalin.
After hearing his description, the middle-aged man did not answer.
He sat on horseback and glanced at the direction to the north. The entanglement under the night was deepening, and the entire eastern sky was faintly revealing a faint blue-purple layer. Silver Moon Timis was taking a head out of the mountain col in that direction. , There are silver stars floating on the cloud and satin, like gems shining in the mud and dust at the bottom of the river.
"Speaking of it, it can be regarded as the blessing of Lord Goddess. Since the young man rescued from the bottom and met Mr. Liu, the rest of the journey was calm and calm. You must be the envoys sent by Lord Goddess to guide you."
After Na Xin recalled, he couldn't help but compliment.
Desperadoes are always superstitious about luck, and the impermanence of life and death seems particularly common to them, but they are often willing to find some spiritual support subconsciously. Elaine, a blind girl who reveals the fate of mortals by the Abyss Lake, is naturally the best interpretation of this impermanence. Therefore, in Rosalin, the goddess' faith has always been promising.
Naturally, Na Xin was no exception. While he was speaking, he patrolled over the mist-shrouded mound in the distance. There was no shadow of the imaginary strangers, which finally made him breathe a sigh of relief.
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Sure enough, the convoy arrived at Qiusangze River at very late in the evening.
This river is the natural boundary between Rosalin and the border. This meandering belt of light flowing in the Rosalin-Hinoye area starts from the Qiusangze Heights and runs through the land on the other side of the strait. Since the ancestors Since the beginning of the era, the Rosalin people have relied on this river to thrive.
However, hunters have crossed the Qiusangze River and walked on the trails in the Ash Wild Forest for twenty or thirty years. Since the weirdness began to flood, this river has been given a new meaning.
—Since people discovered that strangers almost never cross the Qiusanze River to attack Rosalin behind.
But even so, since the second star fall, the offensives of the strangers have become more and more aggressive, and humans have to start thinking about retreat in advance. Lord Rosalin has established a new city on the other side of the strait, and the Wall of Sighs must be abandoned if necessary.
The broad river surface looked particularly calm under the dim light, with sparkling stars reflected on the river surface, as if the flood before the month did not exist.
Looking through the river, I saw the wilderness on the opposite bank. The sparse manor and fields on the other side of the forest had long been withered. The residents here shrank to the Qiulin area, and militia knights were also formed to patrol the other side of the river.
It's just that the Cavaliers should have closed the team long ago.
There are many shallows in the lower reaches of the Qiusangze River, but Naxin looked at the sky and realized that the night was too late, not to mention that the last time they were in danger on the riverbank gave them a reminder, so everyone said they didn’t want to be there. Cross the river under this visibility.
The camp was quickly tied up.
The caravans walking on this dangerous route will naturally not be harmless merchants. The carriages have been reinforced long ago. Several leather shields have been nailed to the walls of the caravans. As long as the curtains are pulled up, they can be formed at any time. A barrier, relying on a carriage to fight.
Almost everyone in the convoy carried weapons and each had their own skills. This was not only to prevent strange attacks, but also more black road butchers on this trade route.
Sometimes the same kind is more dangerous than the weird.
When traveling in the wild, most of the scavengers keep the habit of never drinking alcohol. In fact, these desperadoes are sometimes more pious than the Puritan ascetics, and only swords can be trusted in the wild. This has always been the motto of these people.
After the carriage circled, the bonfire dragged the long shadows of the surrounding sentries. Na Xin was not on duty this night, but he still hadn't slept for a long time.
Several times he got up uneasy and looked at the Qiusangze River outside. The dark surface of the river seemed to be empty, but the premonition in his heart was lingering. He had been running on this road for decades and had never encountered it. Have been to such a situation.
It was late at night when he got up for a patrol for the last time. He checked every node on the periphery of the carriage before he walked back to his camp. However, from the angle of view, he caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man he called Mr. Liu holding his sword and guarding it outside a carriage.
He glanced over there, and he was quite used to situations like this.
An oil lamp hangs lonely in the carriage.
In the carriage, Huang Huo was looking at the person lying on the carriage with some seriousness. Although at her age, it is difficult to say what she thinks of the opposite sex, at least she can see that this young man is very pleasing to the eye. .
He is a different person from them.
She was born in Jiufeng and only met ordinary Jiufeng people. Although there may be merchants from Saint Osor and Eruin in places like Yugang, the elders never let them go to those places. In fact, apart from the Jiufeng Forbidden Land, this was the first time she had left her hometown to come so far.
However, she started to understand the outside world when she was very young, and the sisters of the Jiufeng family would always talk about the excitement of the outside world after returning from experience.
This once made her a little yearning, but she didn't expect that after going out to experience it in person, she found that this journey was not as beautiful as she imagined.
Even a little boring.
In comparison, it seems that it is better to cultivate in the forbidden ground. Yufeng’s practice emphasizes self-cultivation and mind-cultivation, and her Mofeng swordsmanship has not yet started. The memory of asceticism seems to be rooted in her heart. My sisters always say that she is a little too bored, but she doesn’t feel it herself. What's so bad about this.
One day, one of her sister Huang Yu and Sister Huang Yu will always inherit the destiny of Master Yufeng. Since Sister Huang Yu went to the West and there was no news, she had to take this responsibility alone, and she has been a child since she was a child. Working hard for this purpose.
But in any case, she is only ten years old this year, and she is just a little girl. Maybe the personality may be a little calm, but there is finally some curiosity and kindness in the heart.
When the leader of the convoy picked up this young man, she asked Mr. Liu to take care of him. I don't know if it was pitiful that this young man was in a coma alone, or because he was curious about the origin of the other person.
However, the people in the convoy would not take care of others at all. They picked up the young man without letting him drink or eat for a day or two. She suspected that the leader of the convoy was simply because of his obedience to the teachings of Elaine. Pick up this young man.
Because the doctrine of the Blind Goddess only requires his followers to give help to every victim they encounter. As for what happens after the help, there is no description.
She frowned and looked at this young man, wondering about the origin of the other person in her mind—she knew the places other than Jiufeng, but most of the descriptions of Eruin and Saint Osor were actually just legends. .
Huang Huo’s gaze fell on the young man’s necklace. It was a very strange necklace. On the surface, it seemed to be just an ordinary crystal ball, but she found that as long as the crystal ball was pointed at fire or moonlight, it would always You can see some enchanting wonders from it.
It was like a piece of mud suspended in the void.
This thing must be very valuable. Fortunately, those outside did not realize it. She thought in her heart that this necklace reminded her of some legends about the clan.
The legend about the world of stagnation and the secrets of the nine phoenixes—
As she thought about it, she gently pulled the other party's coat and covered the necklace. At this time, she heard the sound of conversation coming from outside the carriage.
Outside the carriage, Na Xin was looking at the middle-aged man, who probably didn't expect the other party to stop him suddenly.
In his impression, although Mr. Liu occasionally asked him something, most of the time, they were two straight lines that did not intersect each other.
"Mr. Liu?"
The middle-aged man made a silent gesture to him. At the same time, he placed one hand on his saber, held down Pi Xiu with his thumb and swallowed his mouth, and drew out the extremely sharp bronze sword with a chuckle.
"Go and wake up others."
He said.
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