Chapter 229: White Orchid Rain Festival (XI)
[As you can see, whether it is the Bailan City a hundred years ago or the Bailan City today, it seems that it is no longer just a place for humans to live, and it is very different from before. ]
The system seemed to be updating the worldview of this copy for them on time. It should have been a mechanical voice, but somehow it sounded like gloating.
[If we say that the relationship between humans and dragons was eased to a certain extent after the advent of the Dragon God.
Since the Dragon God no longer descends, it has been a complete disaster for Bailan City. 】
Everyone just listened to the old man's story. Although they didn't know much about what happened back then, they could get a glimpse of it from the system's description.
[Bai Lan City has lost its vitality, and the living environment has deteriorated. The residents trapped here who cannot leave have turned their attention to the dragon scale paper. After all, this is something that is indispensable to becoming a saint.
After the dragons realize what humans are thinking, they might use themselves as bait to kill humans? 】
Nan Huan frowned, feeling that there seemed to be some information hidden in the system's description, but it was difficult to understand anything from the other party's words.
[Then the question is, what kind of person is the tout in front of you? ]
The system was thought-provoking at the end, and successfully made the presidents shift their gaze back to the old man's face, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.
The city before them is far more complicated than what is described in the plot summary. Although their main mission has been revealed early on, the city is full of dangers.
The old man in front of him had a tone that was extremely contemptuous of humans, and the strangeness of his old hands not moving at all in front of the prototype of the pharmacy owner, made this question of the system seem very necessary.
Although the old woman didn't know that they were listening to the system, she still stopped speaking Chinese considerately.
But Nan Huan always felt that there seemed to be an important link missing from these general story frameworks, and it didn't make sense. "If humans were so afraid of dragons, why did the appearance of the Dragon God make them willing to believe in it?"
After the system briefly convulsed, it disappeared again. Nan Huan decided to ignore the other party's nonsense for the time being and instead asked the old man as if nothing had happened.
It seemed that because of Nan Huan's questions and performance just now, the old man was temporarily less hostile, and it seemed that these words just triggered some memories of his, so the old man did not refuse to answer.
"That is of course the credit of the Saint. Only she can do it. None of you can do it."
These words were spoken with an indescribable certainty, which was exactly the same as his previous attitude, "A saint was never chosen because of selection. She is a saint because she was one from the beginning. She can only be her, there is no other choice."
“As for the faith of mankind?” The old man sneered. His aged face did not match this expression, and it even looked a little out of place. “Those humans never believe in the Dragon God. Rather than saying that they believe in the Dragon God, it’s better to say that they just believe in themselves. Otherwise…”
At this point, the old man suddenly stopped talking, as if he didn't want to mention this part of the memory anymore, and waved his hand to Nan Huan and the others, "I have said everything I need to say, you guys take care of yourself."
Perhaps because he thought they would not live long, the old man did not curse them in the end. “It seems that today is not a good day for doing business. I want to go back.”
After saying that, he stood up and started to pack up the wood carvings.
What is going on? The issue just got to the most important point, but it stopped here. Who can stand this?
But the other party might have some hidden identity, so no one dared to act rashly, nor put the knife directly on the other person's neck. They had to look up at the eldest lady.
But at this moment, Nan Huan, for some reason, suddenly became interested in the wood carvings again. He kept staring at the top few wood carvings, with confusion flashing in his eyes.
one two three……
The number is wrong. There were clearly five of them just now... I couldn't be mistaken, but in the blink of an eye, there are only three left. Could it be that there is something...
"Miss, don't be stunned." Nineteen had no choice but to pull Nan Huan's sleeve and shake her awake. "If we see them leave soon, what should we do? Should we force them to stay?"
Nan Huan came back to his senses and noticed everyone's confusion. He did not directly stop the old man from collecting his things. Instead, he pointed at the three wooden sculptures on the top and spoke tentatively.
"We can't let the old man be unable to sell anything. I just happen to like these three wood carvings. Why don't you sell them to me?"
What was supposed to be a news gathering suddenly turned into a shopping trip. Everyone was confused except Bei Xi.
But out of trust in the young lady and recognition of her strength and intelligence, no one interrupted or questioned her.
On the contrary, the old man dropped the carving knife in his hand uncontrollably to the ground because of Nan Huan's sudden request. He turned around and looked at the other party in disbelief, with an indescribable sinister look in his eyes.
"These three are my creations from a long time ago. I've been holding onto old items for so long that I can't bear to part with them. If you really want to buy them, why don't you take a look at other ones?"
It looked like a negotiation, but the tone was not good at all, and the sense of oppression was even stronger than in their previous interactions and conversations.
Nan Huan curled his lips slightly, realizing that he had finally found a breakthrough, "I just want these three. I'm afraid if I delay any longer, something unexpected will happen."
She didn't say it explicitly, but just played a guessing game with the old man. However, she believed that he must know or have noticed something.
As expected, a gleam of light flashed in the old man's sharp eyes, as if he was getting to know Nanhuan again for the second time.
Except for Beixi, all the players put their heads on the wood carvings, wanting to see what the differences were between the three wood carvings that made the two of them fight for them like this.
But after looking at it for a long time, no one seemed to have any ideas.
【bite--
Congratulations to the player for triggering the side quest - finding the buyer who actually owns the dragon scale paper.
Mission Description: Find the buyer who actually owns the Withered Dragon Scale Paper before nightfall tomorrow night.
Tip: The choices include Old Man Zhang from the wood carving shop, Yizhihua from the pawn shop, and Manager Liu from the lantern shop.
Tip: Each candidate saint can only choose one store or one merchant, so the choice is very important. 】
As soon as Nan Huan finished speaking, a familiar reminder tone rang in the minds of several presidents, including Bei Xi and Nan Huan.
The presidents were surprised and even more confused. Could it be that the secret to triggering the side quest was these wood carvings? But they still hadn't found out what the difference was between these wood carvings.
"It's not that easy to buy things from my house." Compared to the old man just now, the other party seemed to be more cheerful after the task was triggered. "I have a lot of things. You guys can help me take them home first."
"Once everything is delivered to your home, we can talk about buying things, not just wood carvings, but other things you need."
After talking so much, we finally heard from the other party that it might be dragon scale paper, and everyone was excited.
According to the description of the side quest, the person in front of them should be Old Man Zhang. The time limit for this quest is until tomorrow night, which is a very long time, and there should be sufficient time to verify the three objects.
It's easy to tell that among Old Man Zhang, Yizhihua and Manager Liu, there shouldn't be only humans, right?
I just don’t know what method would be better to verify it. After listening to this system task, everyone seemed to be thinking about this question. And with Old Man Zhang’s active invitation, the criteria for judgment or selection also came into being.
【bite--
Congratulations to the player for triggering the special side quest - not a single one can be missed.
Mission description: Old Man Zhang is a well-known craftsman who loves his wood carvings the most. Compared with his own safety, the safety of his wood carvings is more of a concern to him, so while escorting him home, we must also ensure that none of the wood carvings are lost.
Tip: Never let Old Man Zhang fall asleep. 】
Regardless of whether this was an opportunity given to them by the system to determine whether Old Man Zhang was the real seller of dragon scale paper, or whether Old Man Zhang deliberately used such a request to test whether they were capable buyers and had hope of becoming a true saint, the special side quest had been triggered.
"President, President..." Suddenly, there was a knocking and shouting sound not far away, "President, Miss, where are you?"
Beixi and Nanhuan were also very familiar with Uriel's voice, but now they could only hear his voice but not see him. The originally messy street had returned to its original state in the blink of an eye, but it was a little lifeless, and the players who were originally standing not far away had disappeared.
"It should be because we triggered the task, so the system did something wrong," Nan Huan explained with narrowed eyes, "Let them stay where they are and be careful, because there is still a lot of time to choose a seller. There is no need to rush, and there is no need to deliberately inquire about the news. Just protect yourself for the time being."
Before, because there were so many of them and they were afraid of scaring the old man, only a few guild leaders and people from the guild went to Old Man Zhang's stall together. Now, only they have triggered this special side quest. The system may be afraid that they have external help, so it directly blocked them from the quest.
"Okay, enough chatting, is it time to go?"
Old man Zhang considerately waited until they finished communicating with the invisible person over there before he started to urge them. There was actually some excitement on his face, which definitely seemed to be not because he was excited about going home.
Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he picked up the pole with the wood carving on it and led the way forward.
The remaining players didn't have time to react. They surrounded each other on both sides like well-trained bodyguards. To be more precise, they surrounded both sides of the carrying pole, staring at the contents of the two baskets, afraid that if they blinked, one of the items would be missing.
In the queue, there were still nineteen people from Beixi, Nanhuan and others following behind Old Man Zhang.
Nan Huan narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, but the person he was talking to was Bei Xi beside him, "Have you counted? How many are there in total?"
Bei Xi saw that she was facing a formidable enemy, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pinched her chin and turned her around to look into her eyes. "I counted them. There are 144 in total."
Bei Xi had a strong sense of observation, and they had been standing in front of the stall for so long, so there would naturally be no mistakes. "It's just that this number seems unlucky."
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