102 The Sword of the Night (Part 1)

To the north of Qingxi City, in a deep mountain about ten kilometers away, Heleson and his subordinates were resting. The atmosphere of the entire team seemed very depressing. When they set off, there were fifty-two people in the team, but now there were only forty-one people left. Since they joined the army, life and death were normal. They were used to it, but they had to die even if they died. Like during the day, they were inexplicably smashed into meat paste by a tree stump and died in a mess. As long as the normal people were not willing.

Because of the lurking assassination mission, they did not dare to make fire in the forest, for fear of attracting enemies.

Although it was early spring and the temperature had recovered, the night fog in the forest was heavy, which easily made people catch a cold. Hellasen ordered several subordinates to watch the night, while the others picked some thick leaves and put them on the dead leaves, then squeezed them together to keep warm and fall asleep.

After the second half of the night, Heleson, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt his body shaking. He was shocked. His long-term military career made him wake up immediately. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was sending soldiers nearby to the night.

"What's wrong?" Heleson stood up, and from the branches and leaves that were within reach above his head, he waited for some dewdrops condensed from the mist at night, and then blew on his face, the cold feeling pierced his forehead, and he suddenly woke up much.

"Boss, something is wrong." The soldier on the night side lowered his voice: "There are many torches at the foot of the mountain, and it seems that he wants to come to patrol the mountain."

Hearing this, Heleisen immediately ran to the observation point and looked at the foot of the mountain. His face immediately became a little ugly, but no one could notice it in such a night.

At the foot of the mountain, there were dozens of "fire dragons" stretching out, swimming from the direction of Qingxi City, and several scattered to other places. Heleson counted and found that the number of torches was at least about five hundred. It was impossible for everyone to fire torches. So, if you calculate, there were at least more than a thousand people. It was not an ordinary thing to do so many people at the same time. He didn't have to think about it. These people were definitely coming to find their own team.

"Did the Soul Thinker Association sent all the people from Qingxi City to find us?" asked the soldier in charge of the night watch in confusion.

"Unlike, the torch moves very fast, not an ordinary person." Hellesen is naturally much stronger than his subordinates: "It should be a mercenary in Qingxi City..."

"There are too many people."

Heleson looked at the teams moving quickly down the mountain. His face seemed to be integrated with the dark night. His tone was a little unwilling, and there was also a hint of fear. But others couldn't hear it: "I've heard that the Soul Thinker Association has not much else, but it's a lot of money and a lot of people. Now it seems that it's true... For more than 40 of us, so many mercenaries have been dispatched. It's really a big deal."

"You go and wake them up, we're going to retreat."

The soldiers who were vigilant took the order and left. Heleson looked at Qingxi City in the distance. In the dark, he could only barely see the outline of the city. The shadows were sneaky, giving people the illusion that they were about to move in the dark, as if a monster sawed on his territory was eyeing him.

It seems that things are not as smooth as he imagined. Heleson, who was very confident in poisoning, failed. Now the other party is prepared and sent mercenaries against them. The situation is not optimistic. Due to discipline, the combat effectiveness of mercenaries is worse than that of soldiers under the same number of people, but now the number of people is too large and there is no possibility of a head-on confrontation at all.

Now Hellasen's only way to retreat is to retreat to the country of Lihua Tsai, but... before setting off, he issued a military order himself, and if he failed, he would raise his head back. Anyway, he would die, so he might as well fight again. At least until now, he has not yet reached the end of his life, and he still has a killer weapon that has not been used.

After Chen Xiansong finished his mission at the Mercenary Union, he returned to the association. He slept quietly for a night. The next day, when he was having breakfast, Balff came up to report that someone was outside and said that there were clues about three women being killed and he wanted to see Chen Xiansong in person.

"Please come in." Chen Xiansong interrupted the meal.

Bai Min was aside, with a little dissatisfied on her face. The body of a natural person is not as good as that of a new human and a biochemical person. Irregular diet will cause some minor damage to the physical condition of a natural person. For the new human and a biochemical person who are of course favored by a natural person, try to avoid such a thing if it can be avoided.

But Bai Min also understood that Xiao Song was doing serious business now, so she should not interfere. But she understood that she felt disgusted with the reporter who came from the wrong time for the first time. You should know that the living body of biochemical humans rarely subjectively feels disgusted with a person or a matter.

A man came in outside, with an average appearance, very scratched, wearing a light gray linen, with several patches, and his cuffs were greyed. He should be an ordinary civilian who had been living on the poverty line. The association in Qingxi City was very prosperous, and it was a very stressful person for ordinary people who entered such a place for the first time.

"Charles, I'm glad to meet the adults." Although he seemed nervous, he could still speak fluently.

Chen Xiansong looked at him: "I heard you know the clues of that bloody case."

"Yes, sir." Charles' face was both flattering and nervous.

Chen Xiansong was a little excited. He didn't expect his heavy-money strategy to succeed so quickly: "Can you tell me now?"

Shire quickly explained: "Sir, I don't know how to describe that clue, but now it is in my house. I think you should go and see it yourself. It's really inconvenient for me to bring it out."

It seemed like it was a big thing. Chen Xiansong nodded. Just as he was about to get up, Bai Min suddenly pressed his shoulder: "Go after breakfast."

There was a hint of pleading in the girl's firm eyes. Chen Xiansong's originally a little anxious mood suddenly calmed down. He began to swallow the food in front of him, but after taking a few bites, he suddenly thought about the trouble, and then said to Charles standing in front of him with a very embarrassed look: "Sorry, I was anxious for a moment and forgot the etiquette. Have you eaten breakfast? Let's have some?"

Charles shook his head vigorously. In the dark age, the concept of hierarchy was deeply rooted in people's hearts. He gave him ten courage, and he did not dare to sit with a soul-thought-hearted person.

Looking at the other party's face that looked pale because of panic, Chen Xiansong did not force it anymore.

The northeastern area of ​​Qingxi City is the most crowded and poorest area. Chen Xiansong and Bai Min walk on the dirty streets. At this time, the city did not have the concept of sewers, and the poorer the place, the less particular people... So on the streets of Sutiao are not only bumpy, but also crowded everywhere.

Seeing Chen Xiansong and Bai Min who tried their best to avoid the unclean things on the streets and kept covering their noses, Xia Er sighed in his heart, a little uneasy. Of course, he knew that he should not bring two noble people to a dirty area, but what he wanted to show to each other was really inconvenient to take them directly to the association, and he didn't even dare to take them to the association's door.

There were many poor people around, but when they saw Bai Min, most of them lowered their heads and did not dare to take a look. The reason was very simple. The untouchables were beaten to death because they looked at the beautiful women of the nobles more. They could be heard one or two months later, and it was not new.

Although Chen Xiansong looked gentle, the six "evil" guards of Balff behind him naturally exuded a "no stranger to approach". At this time, no ordinary person dared to look at the unpretentious girl.

Not long after leaving, several people came to Charles' home.

This is a low adobe house. The thatch on the roof has moss. The wooden door at the door is old and rotten. When you get close, you can smell a rotten smell. On the low side of the door, half of the wooden sill is missing. There is a little guy with a pale face and thin skin and a bigger head than the body, holding his chin.

"Dad!" the little boy jumped up and threw himself into Charles' arms.

Charles happily touched his son's head, and then said to Chen Xiansong: "It's very dirty and messy inside. Please wait here for a while. I'll go and push that thing out."

Chen Xiansong nodded. He really had no intention of entering, because a stinky smell came from the small house in front of him, like an unknown substance that had accumulated in the ditch for several months, and the odor produced. Not to mention him, even Balff and others covered their noses with an extremely disgusting expression.

The only one who was not affected was Bai Min. She did not cover her nose and had no expression on her face. This is not because she was used to such an unpleasant smell; the real reason was that she closed her breathing. Biochemical people have strong physical fitness. They can fight at high intensity in an aerobic environment for more than half an hour. If they just stay quietly, they can survive in an aerobic environment for about six hours, and they can also maintain a clear consciousness.

When Charles entered the room, the little boy stood outside the door timidly. He looked at Chen Xiansong and Bai Min again. Finally, he seemed to be frightened by Bai Min's cold expression. He ran home and hid behind the door, revealing a small eye, staring at Bai Min quietly, as if he was very interested, but also a little scared. The little boy always likes beautiful big sisters, which is the commonality of all children.

Bai Min ignored him, and she focused all her thoughts on Chen Xiansong.

Not long after, Charles pushed a flatbed out from inside, and several dirty wooden barrels were loaded on it, and the stench became even stronger. Chen Xiansong finally knew why this place smelled so bad. Charles should be a "cleaner" who specialized in recycling slurry and feeding it to livestock.

Chen Xiansong did not mean to underestimate the cleaning workers, but he still couldn't help but take a few steps back. The smell was so bad. In the 22nd century, in terms of urban cleaning, new humans had almost achieved the ultimate. Since childhood, living in a clean environment, Chen Xiansong could not bear such a smell. He felt that his stomach was beginning to swell upside down and he had the desire to vomit something.

"I'm sorry, you are really abrupt." Shir of course saw Chen Xiansong's face. He knew that this thing tasted bad, and he became more and more uneasy. It would be bad if he annoyed this young nobleman. But when he thought of the thousand bounties, he suppressed his uneasiness and explained: "Your, the clue I'm talking about is here."

Balff stood in front of Chen Xiansong. He covered his nose and said unhappily: "Don't say so much. Your place is really bad. Get out the clues quickly. If it is sure it is useful, we will naturally give you a thousand gold coins."

"Please wait a moment." Charles wiped the cold sweat from his head. Ordinary people usually felt great pressure when facing the fighters. He picked up a long wooden spoon from the carriage, stirred it in one of the wooden barrels for a while, and finally picked up a milky white elemental crystal stone from it, which seemed to be flashing through something.

When Balff saw this, his eyes lit up: "Oh, is it an evil stone? Go and wash it clean."

The ones caught with the crystal stones were also leftovers of the sauce. The colors and shapes of these things that had been left for a few days became quite strange, which made people feel disgusted at first glance. Charles responded, not caring about the dirty sauce, grabbed the milky white small elemental stone and returned home.

"What is the Evil-Exorcist Stone?" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Xiansong asked Balff.

Balff immediately explained. It turned out that the Evil-Exorcist Stone was a special bead elemental crystal dug up around the root of the elemental crystal stone. When there were warriors and wizards nearby used elemental energy, it would react to absorb elemental energy emitted by nearby warriors and wizards, record certain clips at that time, and then play them repeatedly until the energy is exhausted.

Chen Xiansong was amazed: "There are also such things! Then why is it called the Evil Stone? Isn't it better to call it the Image Stone?"

"The images it records will disappear after the elemental energy is exhausted." Balff explained: "People who often live in dirty areas will inexplicably get some incredible strange diseases, but a soul-thinker discovered that if they often associate with these evil-exorcist stones, the chance of getting sick will be very small, so the stone has this name."

"Oh? Is it sterilized?"

Bai Min said on the side: "There should be no sterilization effect, otherwise these slurry foods will not deteriorate and will not smell so bad. I felt that the stone just now had a special energy field, which is very penetrating and can enhance the body's immunity."

Chen Xiansong nodded and expressed his understanding: "It sounds very useful, so why do I have never seen such things in normal times? It is logical that everyone carries a small piece of such things with them. "

Balff smiled bitterly: "The evil-removing stones are usually used by people who use feces or other low-level industries. The nobles disdain to use the same items as them, and they feel that they will be shameful and have the effect on the top and the bottom. Ordinary civilians also think that the thing is dirty."

Chen Xiansong secretly cursed stupidly. The medical level of the Dark Age was not very good. It was rare to have such a good thing, but it was left without any use because of the so-called dignity and high and low issues. He smiled and said, "Balf, do you have too many such evil-removing stones? Can you help me get a few pieces back later."

"There are many, but the master..." Balff hesitated for a moment, and finally persuaded seriously: "If you carry this thing on your body, you may be ridiculed by other nobles."

"Haha, I have my own ideas. Just get it for me." Chen Xiansong smiled.
Chapter completed!