Chapter 2472 White Castle
At the same time, different places, different people, facing similar continent maps, looking for the same goal.
"The forest of sin, greed, ambition and pleasure swallowed me up...The forest of sin..." In the carriage, Celeste Bingzhixie inquired about several rolls of paper hair provided by Drisco Huang's old maps, there are no town marks or country boundaries on these maps, only mountains and rivers geography, longitude and latitude lines.
Because the scale of the map is not large enough to show the details of all areas, we have to check it with some adventure books.
“Which of these places with large forests are called sins or are related to sins?” Bing Zhixie shook his head, really not knowing how to find it: “Hey, Ruola and Du Jinna can just be here. Well, one of them knows history and the other knows geography, maybe they can provide clues." He hesitated to suggest to Drisco that he should go back to find his companions.
The car drove smoothly, and Drisco used the telepathic stone to contact certain people behind the curtain in the carriage. After she finished using it, she lifted the curtain and saw Bing Zhixie waiting for her eagerly, so she asked: "What's wrong?"
"I want to borrow your Tongyi Stone." There was a Tongyi Stone on the airship, and he had agreed with Alice and the others on Tongyi's formation glyphs. Instead of looking back for it, it was better to directly ask Tongyi.
The content of the poem was told to Alice and the others, and the rest was to wait for their reply to see if there were any clues.
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It is also a carriage, and the beasts pulling the carriage are two royal lizard beasts, two in each carriage. A convoy of vehicles was driving on the road. Deputy Scar and others were hiding in the carriage, not daring to get out of the carriage easily to be seen. They have a purpose, but they also travel aimlessly. The purpose is any place that may be related to the forest of sin or where pure light may exist, but they are aimless because no place they go to can be determined.
Of course, they also looked through the maps they bought, borrowed or obtained from various guilds in the carriage, but with the few days they had left, it was impossible to visit every suspected place on the continent, let alone In these few dozen days, it is impossible to visit every corner of the world even in a lifetime.
So there is always a pessimistic atmosphere in the carriage. There are people who constantly want to give up, want to end their lives in despair, and want to follow the people who committed suicide before and find an ideal place to let themselves go.
"Ahead is Tong Owl Town. There is not much food in the car. Do you want to go into the town to buy some?" Irina said weakly and energetically, to those of them who were suffering from evil spells. For people, it is a painful and embarrassing thing to go shopping in a place where there are people. If the package is not tight and the black bumps on the face and eyes are seen, the person will be treated as a monster and will be avoided.
"Go." Scar tried to encourage him: "We can die of illness, but we cannot fall down before death."
The town is not big, very simple and old. The streets in the town are only four or five meters wide, and the length can be seen at a glance. The houses on both sides are double- or three-story wooden structures. Each floor is not high, and the doors are even lower and slightly higher. You have to lower your head to enter.
However, the people who live here are not dwarves, they are all very simple rural residents. Most of them wear monochromatic clothes and the fabrics they use are also very rough.
The car was walking on a wet street. The road was full of potholes and accumulated rainwater that had just fallen recently. The chickens were pecking in the turbid water and the pigs were rolling in the mud. They were just walking on the street. Go up and wander around casually. The residents hid on the side of the road and gave way to the incoming convoy. Originally, Bimoye and the others only wanted one vehicle to enter the town to purchase food, while the others waited outside. However, everyone had not been in a crowded place for a long time, and they all thought of this. Take a look at the quiet town, even if you are sitting in a carriage and looking at the scene in the town, at least it will make you feel that you have not been abandoned by the world.
There is a fruit stall on the roadside. The shed is set up outside the first floor of my house. A few girls in red clothes from the wine shop opposite can buy it without walking a few steps. A traveler wearing a green cloak and his companion got into the slightly lively tavern. Woods, wearing a turban and sunglasses, bought a lot of fruit through the window of the carriage. Others also bought a lot of food in this way.
They should have left after buying something, but the people coming in and out of the wine house from time to time, the sound of music coming from inside, and the laughter of men and women made them reluctant to leave, and they were unwilling to move. They would rather watch Looking at the rotten wood outside the house, the crooked houses, the ivy climbing on the walls and the owl with one double eye, listening to the laughter of those people, imagining that I am also among them, raising a glass to celebrate with them. Thinking about it, I shed tears unconsciously.
A bunch of old pumpkins growing on the ground beside the wall were being pecked by chickens. Someone behind the car was unhappy and shouted: "Can you leave? Don't block the road, okay?"
It turned out to be a puller. There were farmers driving two bullock carts, with several sacks of goods piled on their carts for delivery. This small street was so full of debris that there was no room for walking in parallel.
The team had no choice but to go to the intersection in front and let the bullock cart drivers pass. Two women wrapped in white cloth turbans, carrying baskets, followed a black-armored warrior riding an armored Demon Moon horse to inquire about the prices of certain commodities in the city.
As a town militiaman who often travels between distant cities and small towns, he will feel extremely tall and dignified whenever he is needed. The black-armored warrior puffed out his chest proudly and drove the Demon Moon War Horse past the carriage. Although the black breastplate that had taken off the paint did not look so powerful, it still made his chest look strong and powerful: "Rat Tail recently. Grass and ear fungus are not easy to sell in the city, Owl The price of gall powder, ramie and big-leaved sword fern are all increasing." He leaned over and said to the two women: "The price of pine wood ash has increased the most, which is 40% higher than two months ago."
< br>“Oh, why has it increased so much?”
The black-armored samurai said: "It's all caused by the natural disaster. The disaster hasn't reached us yet, but many people in Jianma City are worried, and there are more people using 'White Castle'."
"Ouch , that’s great, pinewood ash is expensive, I’ll give it to you as soon as I go back Men, bake more.”
The speaker didn’t mean it, but the listener meant it. More than one person in the carriage heard the words ‘White Castle’, and their heart skipped a beat. Several people immediately pushed out of the carriage and walked toward them. Outside shouted: "White Castle! What white?" "Sex Castle? What are you talking about?"
The black-armored warrior on the Demon Moon War Horse was almost thrown to the ground, and finally sat up straight, holding on to his helmet and staring at the car. Suddenly a suspicious person wearing a turban and hat appeared: "伱What are you doing, scaring me?" He put his hand on the knife hanging on the saddle and rode the horse between the carriage and the two frightened women. Pedestrians on the street looked here from time to time. In the small town It is really rare to see so many travelers at one time. It is both novel and vaguely scary.
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(End of this chapter)