[Tuyan] Yuanyang Xiaowan

I squatted around the desk, but still didn't get a hint.Just as he was about to take a sneak peek at the book to see if it was a valuable ancient book, he suddenly felt dizzy, and a male bell-like voice came from his mind:

(Read that book and you'll know what you're here for)

The sudden appearance of that voice startled me.The stealth state has not been lifted, which means that there is no direct line of sight to find me, at least for now it is completely safe.

I guess this sound was transmitted to me by the leader of Yuanyang Xiaowan with some kind of magic.In any case, since he gave instructions without showing up, let him do as he says.

The title of the book is called "The History of the Treasure Hunter Alliance (Treasure Hunter Alliance History)," and the names of the two authors are Louis Bravo and Coen Jones.It is not difficult to see that this is a book introducing the famous organization "Treasure Hunters Alliance".I glanced at it roughly, and the history of the entire organization can be traced back to the mythical period before the first era, followed by countless names of people, places, and events, which made my head spin.

After I flipped through the pages and dealt with the matter, a gentle and flat male voice rang from not far above my head: "This book was written by the former president, Louis, the master who trained me. Treasure Hunter Alliance , an organization that is inextricably linked with the Supreme Kings of Skyrim Province, and those who know it generally use the name 'Association' instead of it. But now, it no longer exists." This is the one who reminded me to read the book just now man!It just lost the stereo effect in his head, and he sounded a lot younger, at least it matched his 30-[-]-year-old face.

"When I was at Bard Academy, I once studied "Song of the Treasure Hunter". That's what you wrote, right?"

The undead of the young man nodded: "How did you sing?"

"Is there a lute?" I asked.Somehow, talking to this undead was relaxing.He didn't have any weapons in his hands, and his robes were just ordinary everyday clothes. He couldn't tell what his occupation was, at least he wouldn't be one of the natural enemies of thieves - mage friends.

He sat on the straw mat in front of the desk, took out an old-looking lute from the box, plucked it twice, and the tone was still accurate: "Sing that song. In return, I will give You accompany." He smiled.

I can't see that the leader of the alliance is still such a relaxed and humorous person.I snorted a few times for practice, then motioned for him to start.

"We traveled across mountains and rivers to find treasure

Hogarth's peak buried gem light

We cross lakes and seas to hunt for treasure

Solitude lighthouse guards the rippling water

The robber blocking the way, we will remove him!

The chilly eight-legged lady is unafraid of her poison!

The curse of the ancestors of Shenzhou left behind dead bones!

The roar of the mammoth blocks the footsteps of the cowards!

What a dreadful road ahead!

Oh hunters raise their bows and Nord's mead

Oh brave men bring swords and praises for healing

Be careful on the road ahead!

They got together for a night of celebration and the fire was burning on the boat

The fire is bright as day and the mead serves the hunter's last feast

An attack of robbers or a spider's venom?

Is it the crusade of the wights or the revenge of the mammoth?

Skeleton of dry ship drives into underwater cave

The unyielding undead will stay forever

No one can hear their mournful cry

Scorched Ocean Shouting Bay

Buried in the legendary Ocean Shouting Bay”

The undead leader's accompaniment ended at the third-to-last verse, but I was still able to sing along barely out of tune. "Can't you play the next tune?" After the whole song was sung, I asked him curiously.

"Because I didn't have the last two verses when I was alive. But you sang well, and I have memorized it." He put the lute back in the box and said in a relaxed tone.

This song is about the bravery and glory of the Treasure Hunter Alliance, and the legend of their sudden disappearance overnight.It is said that that night, there was a messenger who was on the road outside Dugu City. In the middle of the night, he saw a dazzling red light in the thick fog in the northeast direction outside the city. After looking carefully for a while, he concluded that it was a fire that soared into the sky, and immediately returned to the guard of the lighthouse. report.

The strange thing was that no matter how the guards rowed their boats in the direction of the fire, they kept going in circles in the mist.When it was dawn, the flames were almost extinguished, and they were finally able to approach the big ship that had been burned to nothing but its skeleton.

Some of the guards recognized the silver sign on the bow with the letter "THA" written on it, and they were taken aback that the burning ship was the mobile base of Skyrim's most mysterious society.The guards guessed that no one survived the fire, and they didn't dare to disembark to investigate without permission, so they quickly returned to Solitude to report the situation to the High King at that time.Realizing the seriousness of the incident, the High King of Skyrim immediately dispatched the generals and guards of the Imperial Army to return to the wreckage, but he could no longer find the burned association ship.

Since then, the semi-swamp area where no weeds can grow after being burned bare by the fire has been called "Yangyang Xiaowan".Passing merchant ships could still hear the cries of the undead coming from there from time to time.That desolate and high-pitched tone makes people shudder.

"So... what happened to the fire that shocked the whole sky at that time?"

"It's very simple," the undead leader seemed to be telling a simple story, "We were betrayed. That night was just an ordinary celebration banquet. Everyone lit the fire and danced on the deck as before..." His eyes It's like entering a memory.

"After the party, according to regulations, the hunter in charge of the night patrol should quickly extinguish the fire to avoid a fire. But the hunter not only did not do so, but also poured the spirits in the ship's warehouse on the floor. The ship is all wooden, although some parts are painted, but it is completely vulnerable to the fire and storm spells of a powerful mage. The deck and cabin full of wine are in flames, waiting for us to find out We couldn't get out by the time. He also called in some helpers, fueled the fire, and moved the treasures we had stored. When the ship was burned to the bare bones, it took us decades-even for some For people, it is a lifetime - all the accumulated wealth is gone.

"It was a hell, a nightmare from which he could not wake up." He finally said this, with a serious expression and a sense of helpless sadness.

This sadness also infected me.I whispered, "So you've disappeared since that night. No one survived except that damned traitor."

"No, no. There is one person, he is the best hunter on our ship, a legend among legends." When this person was mentioned, the undead leader suddenly smiled slightly, "He happened to be carrying out another mission in the field. The exploration mission, to be precise, is in the southern province of Cyrodiil, and it will take about three days to get back."

The only person who survived was a man who was not on board.What a night it was, I thought.

"You know him, Wood Elf. Look, you have his things." The undead leader pointed to the weapon in my hand. It was a black dagger with a faint blue light shining from the blade.