In the thick gray mist, a horse lantern gently pushed them away.
Afterwards, Suleman held the lantern and walked on the street step by step, heading for the 'Red Ax Tavern'.
In his line of sight, the entire street was shrouded in mist. Occasionally, there were the same figures, holding the dim light of a lantern, gently breaking through the mist. The next moment, their figures gradually dimmed and disappeared at the end of the mist.
The Cangxue Mountains are surrounded by mist all year round. This environment is a huge test for outsiders.
Suleman is used to it. In his previous life, he was a "miner" for a period of time, that is, a professional player who came to the Cangxue Mountains to mine special minerals.
Because this place is rich in minerals, it is conducive to the promotion of certain sub-professions, such as the promotion path of the craftsman profession, the 'Minera Scientist' who is highly compatible with metals, or the 'Explorer' who is good at mining, etc.
In the Cangxue Mountains, they can obtain a higher performance progress.
The aborigines don't have a character panel, but they have the path explored by their ancient ancestors, and they have their own training plan, just like the miners on the Cangxue Mountains, which is one of the ways to improve their interpretation.
Of course, the Church of Steam is one of the main controllers of the artisan profession. They have their own moving castles and a large number of mines all over the northern cold soil. Therefore, the Church of Steam's demand for interpretation in this area is not high at all.
On the contrary, the players in the previous life, many of them were temporarily unable to join the Church of Steam or enter the Moving Castle during the novice period, so their goals were thrown into wild mine veins, such as the Cangxue Mountains, which soon became their first choice.
Thanks to this, Suleman is very familiar with the situation in the Cangxue Mountains. After a while, he came to the west side of the snow fog area, in front of a tavern that was open with the sign of 'Axe' - 'Red Axe Tavern' .
Putting down the lantern, Suleman stepped forward and pushed open the door of the tavern, and a gust of hot air rushed towards him.
The tavern was very noisy, each drinker held up a glass full of wheat beer, shouting loudly, while staring at the scantily clad bartender, some even whistled, which caused the other party to roll their eyes.
With Dubonna's face on his face, Suleman was even more ordinary and approachable than 'Mr. Yasen'. In addition, he changed into normal clothes, not the nomadic style of the Boya people, so he looked very ordinary.
From the moment he stepped into the tavern, not many eyes fell on Suleman. Even if some people looked at him, they looked away after a few seconds and continued their bragging to interrupt.
Suleman was also happy to be quiet. Without being noticed, he passed through many wine tables and came to the bar. He asked the bartender who was wiping the glass in a low voice—
"Give me a smoked red wine steak by the way, did you add 'cinnamon' to tonight's steak?"
The bartender who was wiping the glass looked up and took a deep look at him. Like the process in a secret language, the bartender replied in a low voice: "Yes, cinnamon is added to the red wine steak tonight."
Next, Suleman added a secret word, which was exactly the information he spied in the dream of the dead—
"Can you finely chop the cinnamon like a grain of salt?"
After getting the complete secret language, the bartender no longer wiped the cup, but whispered to him in a voice that could be heard by the two of them: "Please wait a moment, I will inform the 'back kitchen' to prepare the food."
The young bartender deliberately emphasized the word 'rear kitchen', and the true meaning was self-evident.
Suleman watched the bartender enter the back hall, and picked up the glass leisurely. This is a kind of red pepper beer that is rich in Cangxue Mountains. Into people's stomach, it brings a warmth to drive away the cold.
This is the favorite drink of the aborigines in the Cangxue Mountains.
While Suleman was sitting in front of the bar, enjoying the red pepper beer, he also heard the noisy and lively communication from the group of half-drunk alcoholics in the hall behind him—
"Hey, have you heard? A big event happened in the northern cold land recently!" A strong man holding a wine glass bragged to his companions.
"What's the big deal? For example, after you slept with the bartender, you owe her the money you owe her?" A short man wearing a blindfold laughed and joked, whistling.
"Shit! I'm going to rip your stinking mouth out sooner or later." The strong man cursed, and he didn't keep it up: "Have you heard of Gangdian City? There was a catastrophe in that place, and the specific situation was serious. Even the 'Orthodox Church' got involved."
"I know about this. Aren't there official broadcasts on the steam trains recently? There is also a wanted warrant issued by the Northern Alliance. Tsk, the man who is wanted is very good-looking." A drinker interjected. After saying a word, he did not forget to add: "Didn't they say that the cause of all the disasters was the secret organization that lives in Gangdian City——[Prayer for Life]
This is old news, what are you bragging about?"
"Bah, what I'm going to talk about is inside news, it's not the same as what you heard!" The strong man spat, and then he pretended to be cautious, as if this matter needed to be kept secret.
But in fact, the drinkers in the entire hall were looking at him, and dozens of pairs of eyes watched him speak, it was simply star treatment.
The half-drunk man, still unconscious, held his glass and whispered—
"Actually, this matter was not created by the [Prayer for Life Society] at all. I learned something from a brother who had taken risks together and experienced life and death together. It is said that this matter, in fact, is actually true. The Church of God made it!"
"And it's not outsiders, it's the interior of Gangdian City, the Orthodox Church stationed in the city!"
The Orthodox Church, this very impactful word, immediately attracted everyone's attention. They originally had the mentality of watching for fun, but when they heard the news, even the drunk men couldn't help but sit up straight Body.
They all pricked up their ears, ready to listen to the follow-up of the strong man's explanation—
"This news is very secretive, don't spread it casually, let alone my channel!" The strong man holding the wine glass declared, and finally, he was a little nervous: "That church used to be a pilgrim Yes, you probably guessed it. It is the Hunting Church! It is said that they borrowed the magic circle of the Silent Cold Wave to arrange a disaster that swept across the city."
Suleman listened to the burly man's narration, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He didn't care whether his "wanted warrant" was vindicated, and with the Thousand Illusion One, no one could catch him anyway. But the Church of the Hunt The blame was finally pinned on their own heads.
Is this the news released by other churches
Deliberately revealing the truth to discredit the Church of the Hunt
Hiss. How come there is a sense of conflict in belief, no way! The war of faith waged by the Church of the Hunt and the Church of the Silver Moon in the cold northern land is obviously still a long time away. Suleman feels his teeth ache, and hopes that this future world story will not come too soon.
I always feel like I overturned the carriage of history, and even the wheel shafts flew out. Suleman looked at the bartender coming out of the back hall, thinking about this idea silently.
There is another one tonight
(end of this chapter)