Infinite Throne

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Lin Yebai signed the contract and didn't plan to promote it now, which seemed a bit stiff. This should be the Lost City. The system task is to find treasures. Since there is a guard, there should be a ruler. There are not many clues obtained in a short period of time, but there are also key things:

1Without holy water, the inhabitants of the city would turn to sand and die. Living people can be exchanged for holy water.

2You can survive by joining the escort, but it is a bit dangerous.

So I still have to join the escort team.

Lin Yebai wore a mask and his whole body was covered by a white robe, secretly observing the residents of the city, looking for opportunities to join the guard. I vaguely felt as if I had forgotten something. After thinking about it, it seemed that I had not.

At this time, a golden-eyed crow was circling on the black Gobi, shouting curses from time to time, blaming the sandstorm for taking away its cubs! We can obviously sense that Zai is near Black Gobi, but we can't find him! He was missing. Zaizai didn't know how worried he was. It made him sad just thinking about it.

Fortunately, no matter what it scolds, to ordinary people, it always sounds the same and smells like bad luck.

"How come there are crows in the desert?"

Zable came after all the hard work, and when he heard the crow, he thought it was not a good sign.

"Watch me beat it to death!" Qian Shenghua picked up a stone and threw it at it.

"Gah——" The crow fluttered to avoid it, getting angry!

It also has its own innate skills and is very powerful.

Talent Name: Aura of Doom

The person shrouded by the halo will be in a state of bad luck for a long time. The weaker the person, the stronger the halo effect.

It was given to Lin Fugui at the beginning, and every time he saw Lin Fugui's incarnation, it would add a buff. Lin Fugui was unlucky every day, and he was indeed gone.

Now Lord Crow is angry again! ! !

You are next! Qian Shenghua!

A faint light flashed in its golden eyes, locking on Qian Shenghua.

Invisible to others, only it could see the black halo above Qian Shenghua's head, which was pitch black and extremely unlucky.

"Quack, quack—" the crow was a little happy and flew away gloatingly.

"Bah!" Qian Shenghua felt inexplicably despised by the crow, so he picked up a few stones and chased the crow to throw them at them.

"Brother, stop smashing it. I think your hall is dark, which seems unlucky..." Feizhai shivered and pulled Qian Shenghua's sleeve.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am full of auspiciousness, how can my hall turn black?"

Qian Shenghua broke free from the fat house and suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, his face facing a freshly filled camel shit.

Fortunately, as a senior taskmaster, he has two skills.

This is his natural weapon, he loves it.

One gold and one silver, it is somewhat similar to the brushes commonly used for washing items in life. In fact, it has many functions, such as telescopic, ejection, etc.

At the critical moment, he directly used the brush to support the weight of his body, only ten centimeters away from the camel excrement on the ground.

"Hahaha, I managed to survive such a dangerous situation. I am worthy of God..."

Qian Shenghua stuck his buttocks out and farted. He was weak, his legs went weak, and he still fell up.

Face firmly close to nature, deeply feel the mystery of camels.

Soft and conformable, comfortable and breathable.

Instantly put on the mask of pain.

"Ah this..." Zabuler saw such a tragedy before he could see clearly how Qian Shenghua conjured the brush.

Qian Shenghua's eyes were blinded and he ran forward.

"I just said that if his hall becomes dark, there will be disaster..."

Before Fat Man finished speaking, he discovered that Qian Shenghua's upper body was missing, leaving only one butt and two legs, and then his butt and two legs were also missing.

"Are you going in from here?" Feizhai followed immediately.

The Black Gobi was bare, with only sand, and the Lost City could not be seen at all. Perhaps Qian Shenghua had entered the right place.

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle. Other missionaries followed.

"Brother, do you want to see it?" Zabul's brother was eager to give it a try.

"The money hasn't been settled yet." Zabuler lamented and sighed. A deposit of 200,000 yuan and a final payment of 300,000 yuan. Although the deposit had been received, the remaining payment was still a large amount of money. Thinking of losing a huge amount of money in vain, his heart ached to the point of bleeding.

"Then let's go in too?"

"I've never heard of anyone who goes in and comes back. Go back quickly. Two hundred thousand is enough."

Zabul rubbed his hands. It was cold in the desert at night.

"Then let's go."

He took the camel team and walked back with several brothers. A black crow was not found quietly disappearing where Qian Shenghua and others disappeared.

Soon, a storm came in the desert.

Zable found a shelter from the wind and rain. The climate here is really weird, it just rains often, and I don’t know where the rain goes. It is said that there is an underground river or a huge underground lake under the desert, but scientists have been investigating for a long time and have not found where the water source is.

The strange and dark camel bell sounded again.

Zabul and his brothers began to sing, which was a prayer from the gods to receive blessings from the gods.

Many years ago, this place was a desert. Gods came to the world to provide clouds and rain, and created oasis in the desert, making it a paradise for the people. Later, the gods disappeared, the city in the clouds was destroyed, and the oasis turned into the Gobi.

Some people say that it is an evil god, a complete monster. The city in the clouds was built to plunder faith. He will also devour the souls of believers, turning believers into unconscious, immortal monsters.

The city in the clouds has become a city of monsters. Travelers passing through the desert must not be confused by the mirage, otherwise they will never get out.

For this reason, the statues and temples of the gods in the outside world were destroyed, and it is forbidden to sing praises of His grace.

The ancestors of Zabul said that the Lord God is a real god, noble and gentle, and it is impossible for him to be a monster. When you encounter danger in the desert, sing a prayer and you can escape.

No matter what others think, Zabul believes it and has always done so. He always believes that the Lord God is protecting his people. There must be other reasons for the disappearance of the city in the clouds.

This time, Zabul sang the prayer, but it was useless.

The sound of camel bells is getting closer and closer. It is definitely not one or two camels, but a large group.

He seemed to hear a mocking low laugh, ancient and hoarse.

"At this point, we can only sing that!" Zabule clenched his fist.

"Okay, big brother!" The brothers said they knew, cleared their throats and sang:

"Socialism is good~ Socialism is good~"

"The status of the people in socialist countries is high!"

The gravekeepers looked at each other, and the leader asked his subordinates:

"They have a new song again?"

"I haven't heard it before, I think. It doesn't have faith, but it's pretty good." The subordinates thought.

"Let them finish singing?" The leader touched his chin.

"Sing it, anyway, this song is useless." The subordinates suggested.

"Yeah." The leader nodded slightly, with an arrogant attitude.

When Zabule was singing, he found that the camel bells did not sound again, and the black shadows that surrounded him did not move. It actually worked? ? ? It was simply a shattering reorganization of the three views.

So he led his brothers to sing over and over again.

"This song is a bit long." The leader was a little impatient waiting.

"Drive them in." The subordinates rode on camels and approached.

Zabule found that singing for a long time was useless, so he rode on a camel and tried to escape.

It was difficult to tell the direction in the dark night, not to mention that there had just been a storm.

They were finally driven back to the Black Gobi Desert and entered the place where Qian Shenghua and others entered. Zabule thought to himself, I at least have a chance to recover the balance, so there is no need to be too desperate.

…

The Black Gobi Desert was empty, and people and camels were all driven in.

Even the scattered gifts were picked up and taken in by the white-robed people.

At this time, there were more than a dozen new faces in the city, dazed.

They looked like they couldn't remember anything. Some of them received the keys and went home to eat and drink, and some were detained.

Lin Yebai was processing the wooden board, and suddenly saw Qian Shenghua, with a dark face and unknown things, passing by the door.

The other party was holding two brushes and a bunch of keys hanging around his waist.

Lin Yebai called Qian Shenghua's name several times, but the other party did not respond. After throwing a stone, the other party looked back, extremely sluggish.

"What's your name?" Lin Yebai asked.

"Fen Dan." Qian Shenghua showed a happy smile, as if he felt that being called Fen Dan was something he was very proud of.

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[Wang Goudan]: I'm cracked

[Literature Instructor]: It must be a special fate

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"Who gave you the name, and what are you doing here?" Lin Yebai asked again.

"My name is Fen Dan! Humph! I want to go home, sleep, eat, and then come to the street to pick up manure."

"I see, then you go home." Lin Yebai was thoughtful.

Qian Shenghua walked to a shabby house on the corner of the street, opened the door with the key, and tripped over the threshold when he stepped in. He had no idea of ​​his situation and wiped his face.

Ugh.

Lin Yebai couldn't bear to look directly.

"Hey, Atlas, what can you say to a man carrying dung?"

"The head of the guard should be back. You can go to the city lord's mansion to pay him a visit and bring a pot of wine." The neighbor aunt pointed out.

"I see that his face... doesn't know how to wash it." Lin Yebai still looked at Qian Shenghua's door.

"It's like this at the beginning, but he will be smart after a few days." The neighbor aunt is used to it.

Lin Yebai walked around the street and found a wine shop. He used a precious gold hall to get a pot of the best wine.

No one would bully Atlas, and they would take care of him.

No one wants to die and the coffin is short of weight, with holes, and the body leaks out of the hole.

"Atlas, are you going to the City Lord's Mansion too? I want to join the guard team, we can go together."

Meeting an enthusiastic young man in white robes on the street, Lin Yebai stopped and waited for two steps, and the two walked together.

While walking and chatting, Lin Yebai asked a lot of questions without leaving any traces, and promised to give this young man named Labras a 30% discount on the coffin.

Labras didn't walk fast, and some black sand would spill out after about a hundred meters.

"Atlas, you are fine now, you haven't completely turned into sand, and you can live longer than me."

"Try to live longer. If you die in the future, no one will make coffins for us. Even if there are, they are not as beautiful as the coffins you make."

"Okay." Lin Yebai already knew that the highest ruler in the city was the high priest, who rarely appeared. In addition, there was the captain of the guard team. And the city guards, clerks and other petty officials.

The guard team had to go outside the desert to capture ordinary people, and also go to the underground palace to guard the tomb of the gods. The guard team usually rotated, some went to the desert, and some went to the underground palace.

This city is not small. Standing anywhere in the city, you can see the towering white temple in the center. Now it is not just white, but has many deep cracks and a layer of black moss, which looks eerie and weird.

The small section at the top is still normal, clear and flawless.

At first glance, it feels like the white beast is being swallowed by darkness. In fact, in Lin Yebai's eyes, there was a faint white light on the top of the temple, the same as the white light that appeared when Zabul sang the prayer, which should be the power of faith.

After walking for more than half an hour, they really arrived under the city lord's mansion.

As the lowest-ranking citizens, Atlas and Labras were not qualified to enter the City Lord's Mansion.

Lin Yebai used a silver Hall to ask the white-robed man at the door to pass on a message.

Atlas was penniless and was with Lin Yebai just to get some free time.

"You guys go in." The guards of the City Lord's Mansion had seen too much and pointed out:

"In fact, the guards have the most deaths. Have you thought about it?"

"I have thought about it." Lin Yebai and Atlas were very determined.

A guard led the way and they entered a more remote building.

Here you can see the Temple of God, and you can clearly see that the black moss is actually a kind of tiny vine, interwoven into countless painful human faces, and the expression will change, sometimes hideous, sometimes smiling strangely, and chasing the living things with eyes.

Others should be used to it. When Lin Yebai is stared at, he always wants to take out a knife to help the Temple of God scrape it, or set a fire.

This vine is a bit weird and disgusting.

"Atlas, Labras, join the guard team, and each receive three drops of holy water." The one who assigned the new members was not the captain of the guard team, but a squad leader.

Lin Yebai heard everything from Labras. Everyone was covered with the same white robe, and he really couldn't tell who was who.

"Yes." The two answered in unison. Labras was very happy.

"You all go..." Before the squad leader finished speaking, Lin Yebai presented a pot of wine.

"This is a good wine bought with a gold Hall. Sir, Atlas is not good at speaking, please take care of him." Labras flattered on the side.

"Atlas, the coffin maker? Good, you are very good, go hunting first this month. Labras, you go to guard the underground palace."

The squad leader changed his words and arranged Lin Yebai to another place.

"I will pass this pot of wine to the captain for you." His tone was much gentler.

"Thank you, sir."

Lin Yebai was given three drops of holy water in a jade bottle and returned to his residence.

The holy water is the same color as blood, bright red and dripping, and they do not blend with each other. They are all independent drops.

It contains strong vitality, just like all the vitality of a person is concentrated in a drop of blood. It is somewhat similar to the blood beads in the previous world, but more evil and bloody.

Lablas drank a drop immediately, and the whole person felt much better. There was no more sand spilling, and the normal skin color vaguely appeared on his face.

"One drop of tube for a month, and there are still three months. I can always make merit and continue to survive."

"Atlas, when you go outside, catch more people and bring them in, and there will be rewards."

Lablas felt that Lin Yebai usually did not go out and did not know these things, so he talked about them from time to time and reminded him.

"Coffins are 50% off." Before the two separated, Lin Yebai reduced the discount again.

"Good brother!" Lablas was very moved and wanted to take Lin Yebai home to drink. Lin Yebai was very moved and said that he did not bring any money. Lablas went back by himself and said that he would drink together next time.

After Lin Yebai came back, he found that Crow was standing on the head of the dog in the middle of the two dogs, with a proud look on his face.

"Quack--"

Baby! Are you missing me so much!

You must be very worried about me!

Lin Yebai found that Crow was in good spirits, so he came to the door of the store with a hammer, made a sign, and nailed it on. He used the common language, as well as small Chinese characters and the language of the city, which were the six words "Good and Fast Coffin Shop". Among them, "Good and Fast" was larger.

After hanging the sign, the whole coffin shop felt different, full of complex and mysterious momentum.

Lin Yebai wrote a notice at the door in the local language:

Join the guard team, business hours are uncertain.

The store is being renovated, and the inventory is being sold. All coffins are 30% off, and pre-orders are available as soon as possible.

Good and Fast Coffin Shop, high quality and low price, supports customization.

Contact: Atlas