long night fire

Shang Jian sat up abruptly and opened the car door.

What appeared in front of his eyes was the Sleeping Cat with a scorpion-like tail and bone spurs on its shoulders.

"Meow." The blood-red sleeping cat with naked muscles actually let out a soft cry.

It then turned around, raised its tail, and walked towards the corner of the street ahead.

Shang Jian Yao laughed:

"Xiao Chong asked you to take me to find him?"

Sleeping Cat responded with a "meowing" sound.

After turning left at the intersection, Shang Jianyao saw a familiar street.

This is a place close to the Golden Apple District in the Red Giant Wolf District. The "Old Tune Group" has been there before, but they didn't stop there.

Shang Jianyao followed An Mian Mao through the streets and alleys, and soon came to a low-rise building on the side of the street.

Walking step by step to the fifth floor, he found a door on the right was ajar, and the Sleeping Cat got in with a whoosh.

"Xiao Chong!" Shang Jian Yao excitedly opened the door and shouted.

Inside the door, a figure of a child in yellow clothes was sitting there, playing games.

He turned his head, and it was Xiao Chong, a black-haired boy who was only seven or eight years old.

Shang Jian Yao suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and sat up.

A clear look of joy soon appeared on his face, and he said to himself:

"Xiao Chong asked Nightmare Horse to tell me where he lives now?"

Chapter 115 Painting Style "Mutation"

The next morning, Shang Jianyao shared what happened in the dream with other members of the "Old Tune Group".

"Where does Xiao Chong live?" Jiang Baimian was quite surprised.

That street belongs to the Red Giant Wolf District, close to the Golden Apple District, and far from the Green Olive District.

This is not in line with Jiang Baimian's previous speculations.

Of course, the premise of her speculation is that the outbreak of "heartless disease" in Qingolive District is related to Xiao Chong, but this is just a hypothesis.

"Maybe they moved there recently." Bai Chen gave another possibility.

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:

"we'll talk about it then."

She then laughed and said:

"We have completed one of the three major missions to the mountains on the north bank this time, and one of the remaining two has already seen the hope of success."

What she meant was that the task of figuring out Xiao Chong's whereabouts by finding the Nightmare Horse has been completed so far, and the task of capturing the white wolf to pay off the debt, although the previous part, that is, the capture of the white wolf, was not accomplished, but Wasteland 13 The "bonanza" of the No. [-] ruins allowed them to quickly accumulate a lot of valuable materials and books. If they went to explore again, there should be no problem. At most, they would fill in part of the funds approved by the company. Debt, it doesn't matter if you catch the white wolf or not.

Anyway, even if this kind of hunter mission with unlimited numbers and no mandatory constraints is not completed, it will not affect their credit.

The only task that has no hope of dawn is to find Flinton, the relic hunter who knows the mirror sect.

And this can be merged into the third exploration of the wasteland 13 ruins, because it is possible that Flinton strayed into the ruins of the city.

In a word, if all goes well, go to explore there one more time, and the "Old Tune Group" will be able to return to the original city to catch up with the subsequent gladiatorial competition.

In the evening, "Pangaea" sent back a telegram:

"The current plan is very safe, just need to pay attention to one point:

"Don't come within one kilometer of that radio station..."

"One kilometer?" Jiang Baimian couldn't help complaining, "The company really squeezed toothpaste? We explored once, and they only squeezed out a little new information."

At this time, Gnava found a contradiction:

"If it's just enough not to enter the one-kilometer range of the 'Tao and Electrical Maintenance' radio station, then the regular army of the 'First City' won't just stay outside and not explore the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 much."

"Maybe it's just that we didn't explore the area we went to." Bai Chen helped to think about the reason.

At this time, Jiang Baimian exhaled and said:

"I haven't finished translating yet."

"..." Bai Chen felt a little embarrassed.

This made Long Yuehong almost laugh, but luckily he held back, and Shang Jianyao didn't applaud for it.

Jiang Baimian continued to translate:

"And don't go beyond the area marked out by the exploration plan."

After reading, she smiled:

"so……"

The answer is obvious, there are other dangers elsewhere in the ruins of Wasteland 13.

……

The next day, in the old time, two teams of eight humans came to the opposite metal gate again.

Looking at the overgrown park outside, Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:

"Other precautions, everyone should be very clear, I will only emphasize one point now:

"No matter what the harvest is, no matter whether there are still target areas unexplored, once you stay in the ruins for more than an hour and a half, you must go back.

"I think everyone doesn't want to commit suicide in various ways like those relic hunters who were brought here by the white wolf?"

The one-and-a-half-hour rule is because the last time they explored, they stayed for a total of one-and-a-half hours, and they were not affected. Therefore, they can be extended a little bit, and the cost of returning will be calculated.

"Okay." Waite responded immediately, as if Jiang Baimian was the leader of their hunter team, not Wang Fugui.

Gray, Fars, and Wang Fugui looked at each other, and they all said that this was exactly what they thought.

Naturally, the "Old Tune Group" had communicated about this issue long ago, and there was no objection.

The two teams stepped out of the metal gate one after another and entered the park.

This time, they switched directions again.

Jiang Baimian and others did not ignore the inspection of the surrounding environment to look for possible traces of human activities.

And there is no small possibility that this belongs to the target hunter, Flinton.

They were fully armed as they walked, Jiang Baimian, who had the best eyes, stopped in his tracks.

She pointed to the side with the muzzle of the gun:

"Someone must have walked by there."

Following her gaze, Shang Jianyao and the others saw the fallen weeds.

This goes all the way, forming a "path".

However, due to the hot summer and the lack of rain recently, the soil is relatively dry, and no obvious footprints were left on that "road".

"I don't know when it was left...but it won't be too long." Bai Chen made a judgment based on experience.

Jiang Baimian nodded, looked at Wang Fugui and the others:

"Follow up and take a look?

"Anyway, the direction coincides with our target area."

At the same time, she secretly prayed in her heart:

Hope it's Flinton.

Wang Fugui and others have nothing to do, and are willing to respect the choice of the "Old Tune Group".

The two teams changed their direction a little, walked out of the park step by step along the fallen weeds, and came to the street.

The fallen leaves are rotted here, and some places are sheltered from direct sunlight. Therefore, the roads on both sides are not so dry and cracked, and even look soft and rotten.

This allowed Jiang Baimian and the others to find some footprints.

"The pattern on the soles is normal...the height is about 1.7 meters...the weight is light...the traces should be left today..." Jiang Baimian gave a preliminary judgment after comparing multiple sets of footprints and simple calculations.

In this regard, she was slightly disappointed.

This should not be Flinton.

"It was left today..." Wang Fugui frowned slightly, "Does anyone else know that the cave leads here? I have warned Ron and Harrison not to leak it. Normally, before we leave , They dare not sell this information."

Ron was the old guide before the "Old Tune Group," and Harrison was with the Lone Hunters.

"Go and have a look." Shang Jianyao enthusiastically made a suggestion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yuehong pointed to a place not too far away and said:

"There's smoke in there."

The others looked over one after another, and saw a place ahead, blocked by several buildings, with bluish-gray smoke swirling around, not too dense, but quite thin.

"About one kilometer from here." Jiang Baimian gave a rough judgment.

"Is it the spontaneous combustion caused by too hot weather and too dry air?" The lone hunter Gray guessed.

The temperature has been quite high these two days, and he feels very comfortable. Although he is still wrapped in leather, he no longer shivering.

"It might be the person who came in today who did it." Bai Chen looked at the footprints by the roadside.

"Go and have a look." Shang Jianyao encouraged everyone again.

No one objected.

For them, going there to have a look does not affect their collection of supplies, there are many things along the way.

While collecting, while moving forward, they turned into another street, bypassed those buildings, and their eyes suddenly brightened.

Ahead is a small square with a pool.

In the middle of the square stands a slender obelisk with a cross on the top.

This is a more common Old World thing in the Red River Valley.

Next to the obelisk, on the railing of the pool, stood a large handful of thick incense sticks, which produced the blue-gray smoke.

Facing the incense sticks was a woman in a gray-blue Taoist robe.

She was blond and beautiful.

"Master Galoran!" Shang Jianyao shouted, feeling the excitement of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

That woman was the "Eternal Years" sect Taoist Galoran whom the "Old Tune Group" met in the Black Marsh wilderness.

She is from Honghe, and she was born in a noble family in the "Original City".

Galoran didn't respond immediately, but slowly saluted in a certain direction.

Then, she turned around calmly and looked at Shang Jianyao and the others.

A slight smile appeared on her face, she hugged her right hand with her left hand, and raised it to her eyebrows.

Bending deeply, she opened her mouth and said:

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, we met again, this is the arrangement of fate, this is where the Tao lies."

When reciting the name, she used Huitu language, but because of the presence of Honghe people, she later switched to Honghe language.

Seeing that Wang Fugui and others were in a daze, Jiang Baimian stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Master, why are you here?"

Galoran turned his body sideways, looked at a certain place, and said as if he didn't feel that there was anything to hide:

"My master's master, a former celestial master, helped seal a powerful monster here in the 'Original City'.

"For this, he sacrificed himself.

"Every time I pass by, I will come in and pay homage to him."

Uh... What Galoran said was so coherent, but Long Yuehong felt absurd.

That was caused by the painting style being destroyed!