Merit Book·Xinghai

Mu Xiaohu planned everything well, and his disguise was perfect, but the only problem was that he couldn't find Lin Qingsi.

He sneaked deep into Lin Qingsi's home, and in a specially prepared ward, he saw a patient wrapped in bandages all over his body, who looked like a gossamer. Although this patient couldn't see his appearance clearly, his physical characteristics were very similar to Lin Qingsi's. Yunxi stayed by his side almost every step of the way, giving everyone a clear signal that this was Lin Qingsi himself.

But Mu Xiaohu sneaked in while no one was looking, looked left and right, looked around, but still shook his head, and left before anyone noticed.

Not only did he find out that this was not Lin Qingsi, but he also found out that this man had some flesh wounds, and they were almost healed. It was hard for him to lie in bed all day without moving, even when there was no one around him. Move your body freely, playing the role of a critically injured patient all the time.

But if he can get such a person to pretend to be himself, Lin Qingsi himself should be fine, and the assassination may have been in his expectation.But if he hadn't seen Lin Qingsi intact with his own eyes, Mu Xiaohu couldn't just go back and use his own guesses to prevaricate Lin Qingge.

But the question is, where is Lin Qingsi?

Mu Xiaohu contacted Luo Er, invaded the surveillance network of the imperial capital and searched.But Zhong Wuxing's monitoring is very primitive, most of the cameras can only monitor a small area at a fixed point, and it is very easy for those who want to avoid monitoring.Moreover, these crude surveillance systems failed to cover the entire city, especially in areas where alien races lived together. There were only a few cameras on a few traffic arteries, and more than half of them were broken!Under such hardware conditions, it would be useless even if Luo Er had mastered a technology hundreds or thousands of years ahead of Zhong Wuxing. Mu Xiaohu could only rely on himself.

Fortunately, Zhong Wuxing is not a complete primitive society, and no matter what Lin Qingsi wants to do in hiding, he can't completely cut off contact with the outside world.Following some clues of Yunxi and others on the network and communication signals, Mu Xiaohu traced to Daye District in the north of the city.

The big leaf area is regarded as a transitional area.From here to the south, most of the people who live there are Celestials; to the north, most of them are aliens.In the surrounding area of ​​Daye District, many poor human beings and some foreign races live together.

The people here did not become harmonious and understand each other because they lived together. On the contrary, the hostility of humans and alien races in Daye District was among the highest in the entire imperial capital, and the hatred between the two sides was extremely deep.Because of this, when the military was not strictly controlled, there were many incidents of killing each other. Many people were entered by neighbors over the wall in the middle of the night, and the entire family was killed.To this day, even though bloodshed rarely occurs under strict control, the deep hatred in the eyes of both sides is still too strong to resolve.

Mu Xiaohu didn't know much about the history of Daye District, but he could see black and red blood stains on the walls, ground, tree trunks, and bushes... many places, some people's windows There are traces of knives and axes on the door and the door.People have raised the walls very high, so the lanes look very gloomy, like a prison.Moreover, even people with bare walls will put many sharp things on the walls, such as broken glass, thorns, and iron pieces, revealing their defense and hostility towards others everywhere.

Mu Xiaohu was walking in the narrow alley.He is not afraid of the hostility here, after all, the people here are not capable of hurting him.But the signal tracking was cut off here, and this place was obviously not convenient for him to search.Mu Xiaohu could only wander around aimlessly, hoping to find some other traces.

Walked through the alleys one after another, but still got nothing.Suddenly, Mu Xiaohu paused, feeling a little strange in his heart.

He went back and took a few steps, and turned his head to see a long and thin alley next to him.

It is very narrow and dark, and even at noon, the walls on both sides reject most of the sunlight, making the alley look gloomy.

This kind of place, of course, can't expect how clean it is.The walls on both sides are covered with graffiti and obscenities, and the ground is also covered with all kinds of dirt. In some places, there are garbage piles that even beggars don't want to look at.

But... not that... there's something else in there.

Mu Xiaohu walked in cautiously, not because he was afraid of any danger, but because he was afraid of the excrement he stepped on the ground.

In the shadows, a pair of eyes looked at the dark-skinned boy walking on tiptoe, with contempt in his heart.But then thinking of the lessons he had received, he restrained his desire to do it, and silently curled up and hid himself deeper, but at the same time, a hand full of scars also tightly grasped an iron rod.

He watched the young man walk from one end of the alley to the other, only looking at his feet from the beginning to the end, and found nothing, just like the other celestial beings he had seen along the way were as dull and stupid.

After a while, the person who was hiding in the dark came out. He was wearing a tattered sheet, covering most of his body tightly, but when he was walking, he could still see the back of his feet. Covered with a layer of silver-white hair.

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In the center of the unusually wide hall, there is a translucent glass stage, on which there is a hot figure, gorgeously dressed woman wearing a painted butterfly mask, two pairs of wings as thin as cicada wings flicker slightly behind her, and tiny scales flicker With the dreamlike colorful light, accompanied by the golden phosphor powder sprinkled from the top of the head and the constantly changing neon lights, the surroundings are embellished like a dream.

The woman held the microphone, her body swayed slightly, and sang a depraved song.Around her, there were several slender girls with two pairs of transparent cicada wings dancing on their backs. These girls only wore tube tops and feather-like short skirts, revealing their graceful waists and slender waists that seemed to be made of jade. There are long legs, and golden ribbons and bells are tied on the bare ankles, which make a slight but melodious bell as they dance.

Their singing and dancing are superb by any standards, but they don't get much attention here.There are a lot of people coming and going in the hall, they are well-dressed and personable, some are sitting at the table enjoying delicious food and famous wine, some are chatting together in twos and threes, some are sitting alone in the corner and puffing, while the woman's neck and shoulders On the arms, most of them are shining with jeweled light treasures, but all of them are wearing exquisitely crafted masks, covering their true appearance.

However, even though they couldn't see their appearance clearly, they could see that many of them were out of shape. No matter how delicate a mask was, they couldn't cover up their obesity and old age.

In addition, there are many waiters shuttling in the hall.Most of them are wearing a uniform silver-white half-mask, wearing almost the same clothing, revealing a graceful chin and smiling lips, it is conceivable that the face under the mask must be very beautiful for both men and women.

At the same time, these waiters still have some inhuman features—such as a pair of pointed and long ears, or the appearance of hands and feet showing animal claws, or a fluffy tail that can be swung back and forth unconsciously, Or there are slender tentacles on the top of the head, etc.But these features do not make them weird, but add a little different allure.

Sometimes, there will be a luxuriously dressed masked person who takes a fancy to a certain waiter, and pulls him to his side to rub it, or takes him to a side room to do whatever he wants.And no matter what kind of treatment they received, these waiters always had sweet or gentle smiles on their faces, without any other expressions.

After a while of drinking and banqueting, all the singing and dancing women on the stage retreated, and a man wearing a white uniform, a gold-rimmed mask with a white background, and shoulder-length hair like green seaweed came on stage. Opening his arms, he said happily like a hug: "Welcome! Welcome all distinguished guests! It's a great honor to see you here in this stormy time! But I have to say, I'm not actually surprised, because we all know ..." He elongated his voice, as if to imply something, and as if he was proudly proclaiming: "No matter how violent the wind and rain will be in the future, they will not be able to destroy the majestic mountains!"

Many people laughed lowly, as if he had said something so funny.

Perhaps it was because everyone thought of it at this moment—the death of both the father and son of the royal family of the Ka family, the tragic death of Yang Siyu, who had almost become the ruler of the empire, the tragic death of Lin Qingsi, who was once mighty, but they are like mountains, No matter who is on the stage, it is the same - the majesty will not fall, and the wind and rain will not rush.

The green-haired man took a glass of wine from the tray in the hand of the waiter next to him, raised it high, and said loudly, "Let's toast together and toast this wonderful era!"

"Toast - beautiful times!" Many people toasted together and said happily.

After drinking a glass of wine, the green-haired man didn't say much, and casually tossed the wine glass to the waiting waiter, saying, "Now, let's get to today's topic. Our first guest, Crane Clan—Cynthia! "

In an instant, most of the lights in the hall went out at the same time, and the surrounding immediately became much darker.After the lights on the stage flickered and changed for a while, several beams of lights converged on the center of the stage at the same time, fully illuminating a girl standing there.

Although it is said to be a "guest", the girl's limbs are bound by beautifully made chains on a tall iron frame. She looks around in a panic, struggling constantly, her watery eyes seem to cry at any time Coming out, it seemed to be filled with infinite and indescribable despair.

Her expression is very immature, she looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, tall and tall, with snow-colored long hair like a waterfall, her skin is as shiny as jade, and her face is as delicate as an elf walking out of a painting. There is also a pair of snow-white wings half-opened, as if it will take her to the sky at any time.There are only a few pieces of white gauze around the important parts of the girl's body, and the gauze is almost transparent under the strong light, and the faint temptation is even more exciting.

In an instant, the temperature in the hall seemed to rise a few degrees.

The green-haired man instructed the people in the backstage to turn the iron frame on which the girl was tied up twice, making sure that everyone could clearly see the details he wanted to know. Forgery, she screamed a few times in pain, but everyone in the audience became even more excited.

The green-haired man said loudly: "Chenthia, a 14-year-old girl from the Crane tribe, is an unused masterpiece! The starting price is 300 million, and each increase must not be less than [-]! Now—start the auction!"

"350 million!"

"380 million!"

"400 million!"

"500 million!"

Everyone in the audience started shouting loudly almost at the same time, and the price climbed steadily, and soon rose to a figure that an ordinary person would not be able to earn in a lifetime.The surrounding waiters who were also of different races didn't seem to know that the girls on the stage could be considered as their kind, and they always wore a mask-like perfect smile on their faces.However, under such a dim light, the slightly curved arc of the red lips gave a sense of horror for no reason.