long night fire

At this moment, he saw the situation on the street clearly:

On the right, a group of people gathered there, dancing strange dances to the sound of the drums in the stereo, shouting "Praise you, the gate of the new world" in unison from time to time;

On the left side, another group of people gathered around the half-height wooden platform, singing loudly such sentences as "The world is a fantasy, Nanke is a dream" and "The mirage dragon is the highest, and the broken mirror will last forever", bringing out an ethereal and sacred feeling;

On the right front, there is an iron pot, exuding a strong fragrance, and the chicken wings wrapped in powder are gradually turning pale gold. In front of the iron pot, stands a very thin pillar, and a woman stands on the pillar with one foot At the top, the arms are fully opened, showing their symmetry and balance to the fullest.

When she looked back, Long Yuehong already understood what Shang Jianyao was embarrassing:

There are three different sects here, and dancing, singing and fried chicken wings make him unable to choose!

This is really a crucial crossroads in Shang Jianyao's life... A line from the radio drama suddenly flashed in Long Yuehong's mind.

In fact, if these three families weren't too close together, he felt that Shang Jianyao would definitely "want them all".

At the same time, he also preliminarily confirmed which of the three sects are:

One is the "Melting Pot Sect" they just met, the other is the "Scales of Glory" mentioned by Flynn, the leader of the "Rootless" business group, and the other is the religious sect that believes in the "Broken Mirror" that holds the age of November.

Tarnan is really lively... Long Yuehong decided to leave Shang Jianyao alone and continue her "adventure".

Although he is also a bit greedy for fried chicken wings, he is not someone who would betray his faith for the Holy Communion.

Overcoming the serious and hesitant Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong walked several tens of meters.

With a glance, he saw an old lady sitting at the entrance of the alley.

The old lady was wrapped in a thick dark red padded jacket, with a rattan chair under her body, her hair was already grey, and she was obviously not young.

There was no stall in front of her, as if she just came out to feel the excitement.

Seeing that the other party was a gray-earth man, Long Yuehong plucked up his courage, approached him, and shouted politely:

"Grandma, can I ask you something?"

The old lady raised her head and opened her mouth:

"#%&^*&*"

Long Yuehong was at a loss.

It wasn't until this time that he discovered that some sub-dialects of Huitu language might be more difficult to understand than Honghe language.

This is how to do?Just when Long Yuehong retreated and was about to say goodbye politely, the old lady unhurriedly took out a palm-sized black electronic product from her pocket, pressed a button, and repeated her previous words.

Then, the black object issued an electronically synthesized voice:

"The young man is very polite, what do you want to ask?"

Long Yuehong briefly forgot her mission, and blurted out:

"what is this?"

He has already confirmed that the other party can understand his Gray Earth language.

After the old lady chattered again, the black electronic product made a sound again:

"This is a 'translator' from the old world, repaired by Mechanical Paradise.

"Last time, a caravan gave me a bunch of canned food in exchange for food, vegetables and livestock, and it was very useful."

"Indeed." Long Yuehong gradually understood the words of Shifang Trading Company Means:

There is nothing strange about Tarnan, except that there are many robots, electronic products, and mechanical products.

Thinking whether to tell the team leader, while getting one or two spares, Long Yuehong turned to ask:

"Grandma, are you a local?"

"Yes." The old lady used the "translator" to communicate with Long Yuehong, "I have been here for three years in the new calendar. It has been more than forty years, and the children have children. Hey, when I stayed The decision to come down is really wise. None of my friends in the southern region lived to my age. Either they were killed by robbers, or they encountered wars, plagues, famines, or were a little older. Sickness comes."

Long Yuehong praised the venue and got to the point:

"Mother-in-law, you have been in Tarnan for so many years, do you know what the 'Mechanical Paradise' wants most?"

The old lady recalled:

"They want more, but they haven't got it, they haven't made it, or there are quite a few that don't exist at all, such as 'nuclear power miniaturization technology', 'ultra-high performance battery technology', old world controllable nuclear fusion The key data of the research, the construction of the oil pipeline from the 'Linhai Alliance' to Tarnan, the restoration of more railway lines between the two places, er, they seem to be short of various mines."

"..." Long Yuehong's expression became stiff when she heard it.

Mineral resources and infrastructure are not mentioned. If the "old tune team" can get or get the previous requirements, they can directly enter the process of "saving the world".

After a few seconds, Long Yuehong asked unwillingly:

"Is there nothing else they want in particular?"

The old lady thought for a while before saying:

"There is also.

"When I first came to Tarnan, 'Mechanical Paradise' offered a reward to find someone, his name is Maximian, a Red River man, he seems to be some kind of scientist.

"This bounty has been offered for several years, but I don't know if I found it or gave up, so there is no more to follow."

Maximian... Long Yuehong memorized the name and asked:

"Do you remember the character of that man?"

The old lady replied without hesitation:

"I don't remember, I didn't accept this task at all, I just heard it mentioned."

Long Yuehong asked:

"Then who will take it?"

"That old man will take over." The old lady said with a smile, "The current guild president, old man Gu Bogu."

Chapter 138 The Balance of Everything

Gu Bo... Long Yuehong memorized the name and asked about other things.

After chatting for a while, he politely bid farewell and looked for another person to ask for advice.

Two or thirty meters away from him, Bai Chen wore a scarf, changed clothes, followed him silently with the help of shadows and pedestrians.

This is Jiang Baimian's special arrangement.

In the "Old Tune Group", only Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong need to accumulate experience in "acting alone", and the former needs to worry more about what major events he will cause. Therefore, Jiang Baimian asked Bai Chen to secretly Follow Long Yuehong to make sure there is no accident for him, while she is responsible for watching Shang Jianyao and not causing trouble to Tarnan's folks.

"The crossroads of life", Shang Jian Yao stood there, looking right, left, and forward, as if caught in a fierce inner struggle.

After a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and walked to the mission site of the "Melting Pot Sect" on the right.

Well, the Furnace Sect not only has dances, but also has hot pot sacrament, which is indeed more attractive than other sects... Jiang Baimian, who was in the distance, saw this scene and nodded understandingly.

Next, Shang Jianyao joined the ranks of the group dance, moved his body rhythmically with the drumbeat, and shouted from time to time:

"Praise you, the gate of the new world!"

Quite pious... Jiang Baimian got closer and smelled the rich and tempting aroma of fried chicken wings.

This made her a little puzzled:

Doesn't it mean that apart from the local residents, everyone in Tarnan lacks food and can only survive on canned food, biscuits and energy bars?

Could it be that for the sake of preaching, "Glory Balance" spent a lot of money to buy a batch of live chickens from local residents?

Really worth it...

While thinking about it, Jiang Baimian saw that the group dance of the "Furnace Sect" came to an end temporarily. The man who presided over the ceremony took out a black-shell book and talked about the beauty of the new world and the greatness of the "Scorching Gate".

Shang Jianyao listened for dozens of seconds, and suddenly took out the monkey mask that looked like a monkey from the tactical backpack.

After putting on this mask, he turned around and walked towards the opposite side with peace of mind and confidence.

walked to the opposite side.

"..." Jiang Baimian watched as Shang Jianyao joined the singing team and sang hymns with the group of people who believed in "Broken Mirror".

He seemed to have been observing for a long time just now, and there was no major mistake in the lyrics and tune.

Do you think you are another person when you wear a mask?Jiang Baimian couldn't help but slander.

As soon as this idea came to her mind, she suddenly felt that she might really become "another person".

It's really hard work... She said with emotion from the bottom of her heart.

After singing a song, shortly after the clergy began to preach, Shang Jianyao quietly withdrew from the team and returned to the center of the street.

He quickly took off the monkey mask, looking relieved.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the tactical backpack and took out another mask.

It's a fat pig mask with exaggerated nostrils.

Jiang Baimian peeked a little dumbfounded:

When did this guy bring out Xiaohong's mask?

I'm really well prepared...

Shang Jianyao changed his mask and walked towards the iron pot where the chicken wings were fried without looking back.

So, it was Xiaohong who ate it, not you?Jiang Baimian tried to figure out what Shang Jianyao was thinking.

Bypassing the thin pillar with people standing there, Shang Jianyao walked to the side, forcefully squeezed a bloody path from the waiting crowd, and approached the iron pot.

The person in charge of fried chicken wings is an old man with a white beard, from Honghe, with blue eyes, about 1.7 meters tall, and wearing a red apron.

"Are you from the 'Glory Balance' sect?" Shang Jianyao asked in Honghe language.

After staying in Hongshiji for a while, his Honghe language became more and more fluent.

The old man with a white beard looked at the oil pan and replied with a smile:

"Yes."

This is the first batch of chicken wings tonight.

"Which Zhi Sui do you admire?" Shang Jianyao acted as if he intended to join.

After asking, he regained his politeness:

"what is your name?"

"Just call me Mike." The old man with a white beard and a red apron responded with a smile, "We believe in the 'golden balance' of June, which holds the balance point of the year, which is symmetry and balance. symbol of the . The old world was destroyed because something was out of balance."

It can be seen that he has rich experience in preaching, and he explained clearly the authority and power of his own god in a few words.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Shang Jianyao and asked casually:

"Are you from the Red Stone Collection?"

Except for settlements controlled by vigilance sects, no one likes to wear masks all the time, and the most closely related parish with Tarnan is only Redstone.

"You can see it?" Shang Jianyao was "shocked".

Mike didn't know for a moment if he really thought he was perfectly disguised, or if he was joking.

He pointed to his face and said:

"Isn't that obvious?"

"Yes, I, Gu Zhiyong, came from Hongshiji." Shang Jianyao frankly admitted the "origin".

He immediately added:

"I'm not a believer in 'You Gu'."

Obviously, believers of "Yougu" can't fool fried chicken wings... Jiang Baimian, who was crowded in the crowd opposite, slandered.

Her guess just now was right:

It was "Long Yuehong" who chose "Glory Balance" for fried chicken wings, not Shang Jianyao!

——Gu Zhiyong is Long Yuehong's pseudonym.

The origin of this pseudonym is that Long Yuehong's mother's surname is Gu, and her father's name has the word "Yong" in it.

After knowing this pseudonym, Jiang Baimian used all his strength to hold back the urge to laugh.

"Really? Are you interested in our sect?" Mike naturally would not let go of the opportunity to develop believers.

"Yes." Shang Jian Yao nodded without hesitation, "Where did you get the chicken wings? Can Tarnan get so many chicken wings?"