"Even if we don't know the general plot in advance, these four riddles are quite obvious reminders, right?" Xie Yuanyuan guessed, "The beauty's lover was murdered by the moon god; what is Caesar? Is it the story with Cleopatra? In short, he In the end, he died of an assassination; Yang Hua, whom Empress Dowager Hu longed for, died in the revolt; needless to say, the Duke of Buckingham and Queen Anna in the last story... They are all stories of lovers who can never be reunited."
Wen Zheliu nodded and said, "Yes... It's all the result of lovers estranged from each other. I just don't know who the Saint Nun's lover is in this world."
"Will we see her again?" Xie Yuanyuan asked curiously, "After all, this world is connected to the background of war. Looking at our clothes, could we also go to the monastery?"
"No way." He Qin picked up a broken newspaper clipping.
Wen Zheliu: "What's wrong? How many years is it now?"
He Qin replied: "This year is 1954, and it has been nine years since the war ended."
"Oh..." Xie Yuanyuan was a little disappointed, "If you say that, she probably left here long ago. So what does the system want us to check?"
"Let's talk about it when we get to the place." Du Zijun said, "Did you hear the sound? The resting town is just ahead."
Wen Zheliu listened carefully, and sure enough, she heard vague and noisy voices in the distance - the carriage gradually slowed down, smoke curled up on the dusk land, and a small town gradually appeared in front of everyone. In front of you.
"Wow!" Xie Yuanyuan put his hands on his eyes and looked into the distance, "It's a small town!"
"It's true," Wen Zheliu also poked his head out, "it's a pretty lively town."
The coachman shouted: "This is not even a small town, Mr. Father! According to the size of my hometown, there have to be cars running on the streets to be called a city. At most, this is a remote small village!"
"Well, it's quite lively after all." Xie Yuanyuan muttered, then turned his head and said to the others: "Let's get out of the car and walk. We've been sitting all the way, and our bodies are feeling really heavy."
As he spoke, he winked at Wen Zheliu and the others.
Wen Zheliu understood that he wanted to get out of the car and walk, so as to survey the terrain and collect intelligence. He Qin stopped the carriage, and the four of them moved forward at a constant speed, asking the coachman to follow him in the car.
The air on the mountain path is very fresh, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees after the rain, with a touch of earthy smell. Wen Zheliu looked far ahead at the busy town, and between the mountains farther away, the outline of a lead-black monastery could be faintly seen.
"The smell..." He Qin's nose moved and he said softly, "It's not quite right."
Wen Zheliu also sniffed hard, but a light rain seemed to have washed away most of the unstable elements in the air. He smelled for a long time, but couldn't smell anything except the breath after the rain.
"It's just that the earthy smell is a little stronger..." he said in confusion, "Is it because my nose is not good enough?"
He Qin looked down at him and couldn't help but reached out and pinched the tip of his moving nose.
"You little silly dog," he teased Wen Zheliu in a low and affectionate voice, "It's not too late to sniff around stupidly when you get to a place. What does it look like now, huh?"
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Wen Zheliu was ashamed and angry. She really wanted to throw him into the mud pit now: "You say it again? Be careful, I will bite your finger off."
Xie Yuanyuan was running around next to him, and the coachman babbled: "However, I am still curious, why do you want to come here? The terrain here is too remote, and no one has ever wanted to stop here to spend the night. "
"You only need to be responsible for sending us to our destination," He Qin replied calmly. He was very cautious and did not state the address of the monastery decisively before receiving the main task. "That is enough."
The coachman muttered: "Well, well, gentlemen."
"I wonder if there is a hotel in the town." Wen Zheliu was a little worried. "It's so remote, almost isolated from the world. There shouldn't be any services for travelers."
Du Zijun said: "Let's take a look and then say it. If it doesn't work, just give us more money and we'll be done with it."
The group of people walked for a long time, with wheels rolling and horses hooves clattering. Xie Yuanyuan walked beside him, shaking the wind chime back and forth, listening to its swaying sound.
"Does it sound good?" Du Zijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I always hear you wandering around here."
Xie Yuanyuan said curiously: "That sounds great! This is my first time being given something by an NPC!"
Du Zijun sneered and said: "If you are promising, you will be sent away by the NPC...!"
His expression changed and his words stopped abruptly. Wen Zheliu and He Qin also stopped in their steps. They all turned their heads in an instant and looked at Xie Yuanyuan.
Wen Zheliu: "..."
Du Zijun: "..."
He Qin: "...Sorry, please go ahead first, we have something to deal with."
This was said to the coachman. The coachman was very confused, but he did not dare to ask about the clergy's affairs, so he whipped his whip and drove the old horse forward.
Xie Yuanyuan just felt a lot of pressure: "...What, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Wen Zheliu said slowly: "Being given something by an NPC... That's right, this is what I thought was wrong before! How did the NPC see you?!"
Xie Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "Eh, eh?!"
"He's giving you a shit!" Du Zijun really hated iron, hated him and hated himself, so he grabbed the wind chime and said, "It's so fucking weird, why didn't we notice it at all?"
"It's not that we didn't notice it at all, but we just noticed it now." Wen Zheliu also hurried over and looked at the simple wind chime. Even if it was identified by the system, it was just a simple D-level prop. "Something is wrong." , the person you met at the door of the store is definitely not an NPC..."
He Qin took the wind chime over and pressed a mark on it with his fingers, revealing a different color underneath.
"Let's go first." He whispered, "Leave this wind chime with me for now. We will study it after we settle down."
"Muspelheim?" Wen Zheliu deduced, "What kind of ability is this that allows us to realize that we have been stumbling until now?"
He Qin frowned tightly. Wen Zheliu rarely saw this expression on his face.
"I'm afraid so." His eyes were cold, "And this time... it's a bit tricky."
Du Zijun said unceremoniously: "If you say it's a bit tricky, then it is. And you!"
He grabbed Xie Yuanyuan by the collar just like he had just done with the wind chime, and pulled him over. "Why are you crying and looking sad? If you are cheated, everyone will be cheated with you. Don't let me think about it, do you hear me?"
Wen Zheliu said: "We are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid of being missed by thieves. We are all people who are missed by thieves. It is not a big deal if we are tricked once in a while. Just stop the loss in time."
Xie Yuanyuan had a sad face. The strong curiosity and excitement just now had been forgotten. He still felt very uncomfortable, but he could only respond with a dull voice.
"First catch up with the carriage and go to the town to find a place to stay," He Qin said. "We still have a lot of things to do tonight. We don't have time to reflect. Let's go quickly."
The four people hurriedly hurriedly and slowly arrived at the town together with the coachman before the sun completely set.
Confronted with four - or in the eyes of the town's residents only three - clergy, and a coachman driving a carriage, the townspeople behaved in a sensational manner. Although the clothes they were wearing were shabby, they were still neat. At this moment, they were all shouting around and pointing at a few people.
"Excuse me -" Wen Zheliu drawled his voice, and the surroundings immediately fell silent, "We need to stay here for one night, is there anywhere that can take us in?"
The crowd jostled for a while, and finally a plump woman wearing a black turban emerged. A few strands of rust-like dark red hair emerged from under her turban, like translucent flames.
"My name is Grace," she mustered up her courage, ignoring the crowd's comments, her voice was still trembling, "The Lord in heaven knows how pious I am, please come and stay at my house!"
"I believe that your words and deeds of abiding by the rules and being diligent in teaching will set a good example for other believers." The cross on He Qin's chest shines brightly. "The Lord in heaven will know these things."
The black-haired priest has a deep face and a deep voice. He is as handsome as a god walking on earth. When he looks into the eyes of a believer and forgives the sins of the confessor, that believer must have already walked on the edge of hell and heaven, and willingly endured the burning fire of love.
An uncontrollable blush appeared on the widow's face. She tried her best to avoid He Qin's face and turned around: "Come with me, I will take you to my home! Even the coachman and his horse will be taken care of in the best possible way! "
The coachman muttered without raising any objection. Wen Zheliu glanced at He Qin, and He Qin's eyes just dropped, looking at him innocently, while lightly shrugging his shoulders.
You attract bees and butterflies again, brother.
I didn't do anything, baby.
Several people passed through the crowded crowd of townspeople. Wen Zheliu's ears twitched slightly, and they heard a few sporadic words. The words "rich", "dead husband", "exhibition" and other words were clearly distinguishable, which made him He immediately understood the identity and status of the woman in front of him.
"Wow, what a rich woman." Xie Yuanyuan whispered, "She is still a single rich woman."
Du Zijun followed diagonally behind with an expressionless face, walking with a wide open and closed posture, not caring at all that the mud in the ground would gradually reach her skirt: "I have a steel ball here, why don't you take it and join her?"
Xie Yuanyuan was frightened: "Eh! Sister, are you doing something pornographic? I don't understand what you mean by brushing with steel balls and wires!"
"...If you don't understand, you don't understand. Why are you shouting so loudly?"
The four of them quickly arrived at the door of Grace's house. Although this two-story independent house was not very luxurious, it was much better than other low and old buildings in the town.
"Welcome!" Grace tucked her fallen hair behind her ears and smiled sheepishly at everyone, "I don't often have people coming here, but I still have a servant living with me... Everyone, please come in, you're welcome! "
The four of them looked at each other, then stepped up the steps and walked towards the door.
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