Arknights is too real, right?

Afterwards, Xia Feng and Huang Xuanshan chatted a lot more, and gained a more objective understanding of the legend of Shenyue and the Red Demon.

According to the rules passed down by the ancestors of the Huang family, the descendants of the Huang family must use the blood of living creatures to sacrifice the sword every month. Just now, Huang Xuanshan used chicken blood, which is the cheapest thing.

Looking back a hundred years ago, the Huang family was relatively prosperous and could not be called a big family. However, the craft of making swords was known to everyone in every village. In today's terms, it is called a monopoly.

But as the saying goes, there are no more than three generations of poverty. The Huang family's ancestors were doing pretty well, but when it came to Huang Xuanshan's generation, things were a bit poor. In fact, material aspects are secondary. If you have money or not, you can do something a month. Chicken blood and duck blood are more than enough, but the most important point is that Huang Xuanshan has never been married, which means he has no children.

As for why he doesn't get married, this is a personal privacy. It may be due to infertility or other secrets. Xia Feng can't ask deeply. Anyway, Lao Huang has no offspring.

The Huang family has been hoping for generations that someone can pull the sword away. In Huang Xuanshan's generation, this wish is the most urgent. Even if he is not dead yet, his body can still withstand it, but a man in his sixties still needs to pay for it every month. Running to the snowy mountains is hard enough.

Before Xia Feng and others left, Lao Huang sighed.

Times have changed now. I have almost never left Syracuse in my life. Xia Feng, I think you are not ordinary people. If you know any strange people, let them all come and try. My biggest wish now is to If you can let the sword find its owner before you die, you will be worthy of your ancestors.

Xia Feng didn't know what kind of kindness the Huang family's ancestors had received, but based on the continued protection from generation to generation, the Huang family was a benevolent and righteous family who knew how to be grateful and kept their promises. This was worthy of his respect.

Xia Feng put his hand into his pocket and took out all the money on his body, probably tens of thousands of dollars.

Master Huang, you have worked really hard for guarding me for so many years. Please accept this money first. Your house is a little unstable. Use this money to strengthen it.

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Seeing that Lao Huang wanted to shirk, Xia Feng immediately said.

Don't refuse. The money you charged is reasonable. I didn't bring too much money when I went out this time. I will come to visit you next time and thank you for guarding my sword for so many years.

Huang Xuanshan was in a daze.

What? Your sword?

Xia Feng smiled confidently.

That's right, I will come back in half a month. I will take the sword with me next time I go to the snow-capped mountains. If I can't do it, then I will try once a month. One day I will pull out the sword. This is not bragging, I am bound to win Shenyue and Red Demon.

With these words, Xia Feng took Aguang and Hongdao to bid farewell to Huang Xuanshan.

There is a reason why Xia Feng is so confident.

Putting aside the absolute power of the black and white twins on the 30th day, we can see something unusual just from what happened when he came into contact with the sword before.

His blood can cause the sword to resonate, and you can also see the memory of the sword. In fact, the memory is not accurate. It should be a kind of last wish that disappears in the long river of time. As a bystander, he witnessed the origin and origin of the sword. Destruction, just like the sky and the earth he once saw facing each other.

If this is not a coincidence, there are only two possibilities.

First, the sword's former owner was a pure human like him.

Second, the sword's former owner was the successor of the previous generation's black and white twins.

Or both.

So no matter what the situation is, he is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate. If he can pull out the sword, it will not only gain a bargaining chip to increase his combat effectiveness, but it will also be a kind of inheritance.

During the process of returning to the small town where the car was parked, Xia Feng memorized the route firmly, and he should be able to find it even if he didn't need the red knife to lead him next time.

When they returned to the town, it was already dark.

A Guang checked the jeep and found that there were no problems with the fuel and vehicle condition, then asked Xia Feng.

Brother Feng, shall we go back to Victoria now? We can leave at any time.

Xia Feng thought about it and ran from Yehua City to Syracuse. It was a lot of running these past few days. Although Hongdao and Aguang didn't complain, they were obviously a little tired. There was still plenty of time. No matter how urgent it was, there was no rush. one night.

Have a good rest tonight. Let's go back tomorrow and find a place where we can have something to eat.

Good!

Aguang, do you still have money on you?

Aguang's smile froze on his face.

Brother Feng, do you still need to bring money when you go out?

Damn, I'm gone too. I just gave all the money to Lao Huang.

Damn, what are we going to eat?

Seeing A Guang and Xia Feng staring at each other, Hong Dao calmly patted his shoulder.

Let's go, I have it on me.

A Guang gave a thumbs up and said something from the bottom of his heart.

Brother Dao NB.

Afterwards, the three of them found a small Syracuse-style restaurant in the town, ready to taste the local specialties.

In fact, they didn't understand what the Syracuse style was. Different from the rural style in their impression, the restaurant's facade was very hidden, with dense plants growing around it. It seemed that the boss had no intention of cleaning it up. It was so primitive. The feeling of the forest may be that of Syracuse.

Most of the residents in the town are from the Lupo tribe, which may be related to the natural environment here. They like to live in denser forests. As soon as they walked into the restaurant, all they could see were big fluffy tails.

The restaurant was very large, and there were a lot of guests at this time. The Luper girl who looked like a waiter was constantly shuttled between the front room and the kitchen carrying dishes.

Different from the country tavern in Xia Feng’s impression, although there were many guests here, it was surprisingly not noisy. Everyone was chatting in low voices with serious expressions. Perhaps this is also a habit of the Lupo people. , they don’t like indulgence and noisy, and are better at controlling their emotions.

Seeing that Xia Feng and others were obviously not locals, the waiter was also a little curious, maybe because they rarely had outsiders. Then, the waiter smiled and patiently recommended several popular signature dishes to them.

After waiting for a short while, the dishes were brought out one after another. Now Xia Feng no longer worries about money and basically orders meat. Although he has no money now, Hong Dao does.

They hadn't had a serious meal in a few days. After the dishes were served, the three of them immediately started to eat hungrily.

How does it taste? Is it delicious?

It smells so good.

Aguang, give me another piece of thigh meat.

That's not enough, Brother Feng, please order another plate.

Although Hong Dao is usually sarcastic, he is also unambiguous when it comes to eating. This may be what strong people have in common. Eating is relatively rough. Of course, this may also be related to being hungry for several days.

Hiccup~

Twenty minutes later, the three of them patted their bellies and burped.

Xia Feng picked up the cup and touched it with A Guang, drank the remaining beer in one gulp, and then said with satisfaction.

You've all eaten. Now you can go back to the hotel and sleep.

Aguang said while picking up toothpicks.

Brother Feng, I think we should pack some food to eat on the road when we leave tomorrow. The thigh meat is good.

Yeah, that makes sense.

After having enough wine and food, Xia Feng looked at Hong Dao.

Brother Dao, it's your turn to come out and pay the bill.

Hong Dao took out his wallet.

no problem.

Aguang raised his hands high and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Waiter, Checkout.

At this moment, there was a noise coming from the front desk of the restaurant, and a middle-aged man who looked like a boss yelled loudly.

Did you do this on purpose? How can you eat without money?

A deep girl's voice came out. This voice was very calm, and there was a hint of smile in the voice.

I really don't have any money, but to make up for it, I can do you a favor.

The boss knocked on the bar impatiently.

How can I help you? Do you want to help me wash the dishes? I have no shortage of handymen.

The deep girl's voice continued.

I can kill people for you.

What did you say!

Anyone can do it. As long as you want to kill it, I can help you do it.

Hearing this, Xia Feng couldn't help but turn around and look in the direction of the bar.

In his sight, besides the astonished restaurant owner, there was also a big silver-white butt.