long night fire

"What did you think of?"

Long Yuehong replied in a deep voice:

"Qiao Chu!

"That wolf's situation is very similar to Qiao Chu's."

Chapter 22 Morning Bell

For the "Old Tune Group", the name Qiao Chu not only represents a military exoskeleton device, but also symbolizes the weakness and powerlessness of the past.

That was the first time they encountered a dangerous situation where they had no power to fight back, and they barely got out of control by relying on various encounters.

If there is a mistake in the middle, they may be wiped out.

Therefore, even a person like Long Yuehong who doesn't hold grudges very much would feel his teeth itch at the thought of Qiao Chu.

"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded, "That wolf may also be in the condition of 'charm out of control', but I can't be sure whether this is the price it paid for its awakening, or the ability obtained by distortion."

"Just like the nightmare horse and ghost cat before." Bai Chen was equally impressed with Xiao Chong's "pet".

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"Forget it, we don't have time or need to join in the fun. We can just sell a piece of information to the guild later, hoping to help those hunters who have accepted the mission."

"In this way, we can also raise some materials for replacing the mechanical arms and exoskeleton devices." Long Yuehong thought the idea of ​​selling information was great.

Jiang Baimian responded with a smile:

"Actually, based on the information we have, if we really want to take out all the information and replace the mechanical arm and exoskeleton device easily, the company will not spare us."

While joking, Shang Jian Yao came back from the shower and changed to Long Yuehong.

Because they were exhausted from the journey, they went to bed by themselves and lay down in the darkness before the lights were turned off in the living area of ​​Wild Grass City.

As if in the slowly flowing silence, Jiang Baimian on the lower bunk suddenly sighed:

"I hope this trip to the original city will have a good result."

Shang Jianyao from the upper bunk responded:

"I'm counting how many people in the original city owe us a big meal:

"Bai Xiao, Lin Tong's team, Odick, Han Wanghuo..."

Jiang Baimian decided to close his eyes and pretend that he was asleep.

……

At around seven o'clock the next day, the sky was already lit up, and the whole city woke up again.

Walking on South Street, Long Yuehong glanced left and right, and said in surprise:

"Why are so many breakfast shops closed?"

He remembered that when he came last time, although it was winter, there were many shops selling breakfast here, and the business was pretty good, even hot. After all, most of the relic hunters didn’t have a home here, and they only rented it for a short time, so they couldn’t help themselves. Cooking can only be bought on the street.

The kind of dry and rough but cheap enough corn bread with 1 Cass and 1 cup of warm boiled water is their favorite.

But today, except for three or four breakfast shops that are doing business, the rest are closed.

And even for those who sell breakfast, the business can only be said to be mediocre.

If the streets are deserted and there are few pedestrians, this situation is understandable, but Long Yuehong glanced over and saw a large number of relic hunters in tattered clothes gathering in the central square, as if they were waiting for something.

Bai Chen was also a little puzzled:

"Usually in this season, the breakfast business is very good."

The relic hunters in the surrounding area will all gather in Wild Grass City.

Shang Jianyao looked at the central square, looking eager to try:

"Maybe there's something exciting to watch."

"Well, let's go and have a look." Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry to eat breakfast.

They walked along the streets where only two cars could run side by side, and walked towards the central square between four or five-story buildings with cornices and brackets, stepping on blue or gray stone bricks.

Before they got really close, they heard a bell ringing "Dang".

The bell echoes in the wild grass city in the early morning. It is long and ethereal, as if it can cleanse everyone's soul.

when!

when!

The bell rang twice again, and the relic hunters and local residents on South Street flocked to the central square.

Among them, most of them were holding lunch boxes and large bowls of various materials and styles.

Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen became more and more confused.

Shang Jianyao quickened his pace and entered the main force.

Soon, they arrived at the central square, and their nostrils were filled with the complex smell that would inevitably come from a crowd.

You know, many relic hunters often don't take a bath for two or three weeks, and they have already formed the habit of this.

After all, except for places like Wild Grass City and Hongshiji that occupy relatively rich water resources, many settlements are in a state of using polluted water sources to survive from time to time.

It is also because of this that the "Water Resources Protection Committee" or similar institutions have a very high status within many forces.

After getting used to the environment here, Long Yuehong smelled the aroma of rice porridge.

At this time, a voice with an obvious sense of electronic synthesis resounded through the entire square:

"All benefactors, please line up."

Shang Jian Yao's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly:

"Which Zen master is it?"

No one cares about him.

Most of the people in the central square seemed to have enough experience, and it didn't take long for a long and neat queue to form.

The team circled the square several times, allowing Jiang Baimian and others to see clearly the situation where the sound came from.

At the junction of the municipal square and the building where the library is located, a gray-white water tower stands proudly.

Below the water tower, there is a wooden frame, and a big black clock hangs on it.

A robot wearing a yellow monk robe and a red cassock stood on a wooden platform, holding a bell hammer in his hand, facing the team, and proclaimed the Buddha's name:

"Namo Anuttara Samyak Sambodhi, all benefactors, please listen to the poor monk's words:

"Everything is empty, consciousness is real, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

On the side of the wooden platform where the mechanical monk taught the Dharma, several iron pots were supported, and rice porridge that was not too thin was boiled in each pot.

Near the iron pot, there are also tables with white or yellow steamed buns and stacked medium bowls.

The gathered people lined up in an orderly manner, listening to scriptures, while waiting for the mechanical monk's human servants to scoop up a spoonful of porridge and hand out two steamed buns.

"Xu Liyan fulfilled his promise to the 'Monk Order'..." Jiang Baimian sighed with some understanding.

That promise was to allow the "Order of Monks" to send mechanical monks who were not so easy to get out of control to give lectures in Wild Grass City.

Long Yuehong curiously asked a passerby who passed by:

"How often does this usually happen?"

"Now it is once a month, and it is said that there are two more Buddha's birthdays every year." The passerby answered quickly.

He didn't want to be delayed in line.

By then, the porridge and steamed buns might be gone.

"What a luxury." Long Yuehong sighed.

Jiang Baimian smiled:

"The monks don't need to eat porridge and eat steamed buns. It's good to deal with the food they get in this way."

When the "Old Tune Group" was speaking, someone was looking at them at the door of the library.

This man was in his early twenties, mixed with some Honghe blood, and had relatively deep facial features. He was Xu Liyan, the lord of Weed City.

He's dressed less formally today, making himself look like a normal citizen, except that he doesn't have any mending marks, which makes him look a little different anyway.

The reason why Xu Liyan did this was because he wanted to visit the four-person team of "Pangaea" in a friendly manner.

But before he had time to implement this plan, he found Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian and others in the square.

"This team is powerful and has special abilities. I don't know what to do when I return to Wild Grass City. I can only make friends first, so we can talk later..." Xu Liyan silently said a few words to himself, tidied his clothes, and gave them to the people around him. The bodyguards winked.

At this moment, he saw Shang Jianyao take out a lunch box from his tactical backpack and hurried to the end of the line.

Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen followed closely behind.

"..." Xu Liyan wondered for a moment whether he had identified the wrong person.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, seeing Qian Bai's team like this, he would never think that the four in front of him are powerful characters.

With your ability, why bother to order this kind of free food... Xu Liyan let out a sigh of relief, but still walked over.

When he got close, a smile was already on his face.

Before he had time to say hello, Shang Jianyao had already seen him, and he pointed to the position in front of him in surprise, joy and excitement and shouted:

"Here here!"

Xu Liyan was stunned for a second, moved his feet in embarrassment, and joined the line of sights.

His bodyguards quietly scattered around, completing their tasks dutifully.Among them, there were two awakened people hired by Xu Liyan with a lot of money.

"When did you come here? You didn't even look for me." Xu Liyan calmed down and said pretending to complain.

Jiang Baimian, who was behind Shang Jianyao, laughed first and said:

"We're just passing by and won't be here for a few days."

"That's it..." Xu Liyan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After chatting for a while, as the team continued to move forward, Xu Liyan asked casually:

"What business did Uncle Zhao ask you for yesterday?"

Chapter 23 Queuing

Jiang Baimian was not at all surprised by Xu Liyan's question, he secretly smiled and said:

"Member Zhao had some problems in several manors on the outskirts of the city, and wanted to entrust us to solve them."

"I don't know what's wrong, but it sounds weird." Shang Jianyao helped to add.

Although he always thought that Zhang Qubing was a pure lunatic, Xu Liyan miraculously believed that he would not lie to himself about this kind of thing, because this guy was very decent insanity.

So, he let go of his hanging heart and asked instead:

"Aren't you making a living from the profession of relic hunters, and you still need to accept tasks?"

"Just make some extra money." Jiang Baimian knew that Xu Liyan was making side-stepping remarks, so he simply explained.

This is telling the truth that can no longer be true.

At the beginning, the "Old Tune Group" just wanted to get extra funds for activities in the original city, and make good use of the Zhao family's network there, so they could barely make extra money. When they received Lehman's telegram, they It's really going to make extra money.

"By the way? Do you want to go to the original city?" Xu Liyan asked thoughtfully.

"No." Jiang Baimian answered before Shang Jianyao.

She said without changing her face:

"Isn't there a giant white wolf with a strange ability to charm humans from the mountains on the north bank of the Red River?

"As you know, our company's main research is biology. If there is such a sample, how can we let it go?"

Both in and out of her words, she hinted that she and others were running after the white wolf, but in fact, she didn't make it clear in a single word or punctuation.

Is "Pan Gu" interested in that white wolf?Definitely is!

After receiving the telegram from the "Old Tune Group", knowing that there is such a thing, will "Pangaea" send a team to try to capture it?definitely will!