Reborn Yanqin

"This damn weather..." Jing Yan took a breath of hot air and rubbed it in his hands, shaking off the ice and snow on his body, and continued to search along the coastline.

Even though the Siberian Sea near Odin is warmer than the Dead Sea, it is still icy to the north.The history book did not point out which sea area Tinawei and Petovic fought in the first place, so they could only rely on a large number of people to search.

Fortunately, Jing Yan didn't come out alone. When he caught a glimpse of the half-face of the Candeng scholar next to him who was also pale because of the damn weather, a sense of psychological balance surged up.

"Actually, you can stay at Candeng Guying's headquarters." After discussing with Yi Dao Kai Tian, ​​they decided to finish the thief's mission first. It's time to complete, but the thief's task has not been written yet.

Candeng Scholar panted lightly, some mist came out from the corner of his mouth, blurring the vision in front: "I usually sit enough in the office."

That's enough sitting.

This was the second time Jing Yan heard such remarks. He turned his head to look at the man wrapped in golden armor, and those inexplicable thoughts in the copy of Sea of ​​Mania popped up again.

"You're usually not very relaxed." After saying this, Jing Yan wanted to bite his tongue off. Isn't this nonsense?The Lin family's power is so powerful, both the underworld and the white way are involved, if Lin Zhengqin can relax easily, he will be a ghost.

Sure enough, Candeng Scholar didn't even have the leisure to respond to such nonsense, but just lowered his head and wiped off the frost that had condensed on the armor.Making the game too real is not only beneficial, at least in this kind of cold weather, people wearing armor will be extremely painful, and those frost will be generated on the outside of the armor anytime and anywhere.

"Actually, you can take off the equipment directly, so the cold cloak will at least work." Jing Yan grinned, and proposed a practical solution, "There is no blame here."

"You can't take it lightly in 'fantasy', our enemies have been taught many times." The rest of the search personnel came out in large groups, and only a few of them were brave enough to be so alone to act.

Jing Yan laughed, thinking of Hua Jian's stinky face when he saw the lottery result, he didn't feel how painful it was to stay in this weather.

"Don't you think I'm not enough to guarantee your safety?" When he said this, Jing Yan didn't have the consciousness of facing a person who was not inferior to him in every aspect, and naturally put him in the position of being weaker than himself. position.

Candeng Scholar smiled dumbly, and took off his armor graciously. When not wearing any equipment, the system will at least give you a shirt and trousers, which also allows him to cover his whole body in a cloak to keep out the cold.

Noticing that the other party did not remove the accessories, weapons and gauntlets, Jing Yan snorted with some dissatisfaction: "You don't trust my strength?"

"Indeed, I don't quite trust the strength of a person who quit the game halfway and huddled under the blanket." When he said this, Candeng Scholar stopped in his tracks and looked straight at Jing Yan.

This is indeed an undeniable fact, Jing Yan blushed under the mask: "It was just an accident."

"Can you tell me what happened? Maybe I can help - we are still in a cooperative state, aren't we?" The Candeng scholar is still at a loss about this matter until now. He has investigated Jing Yan's past, single parent His family and grades are excellent, but he has not found even the slightest clue that can point to the reason why he is so abnormal.

Jing Yan smiled wryly and shook his head, rebirth is his biggest secret, how could he tell others?

"Maybe one day when I figure it out, I will tell you." This sentence is completely perfunctory. Even Jing Yan himself never imagined a day when he would tell this secret to others.

As if he could hear the carelessness in Jing Yan's words, Candeng Scholar didn't bring up this topic again, or in other words, even he himself didn't know why he brought up this topic.

He has always been good at observing words and communicating with others. Of course, he can see that Jing Yan is very taboo about this topic. It is undoubtedly very dangerous to mention this when he needs to build a good relationship with the other party. It is so dangerous that it may touch Jing Yan at any time. The most sensitive nerves broke the friendship between them.

But he still said it, as if he didn't go through his brain at all.He was very familiar with Jing Yan's eyes before he went off the assembly line that day, the black eyes full of fear, despair, and panic, just like when he woke up from the car accident and found that his leg had only one ten-thousandth healing rate. They looked exactly the same.

Before the age of 24, he was always high-spirited. To be honest, when his angry father threw the mirror in front of his distraught self, he couldn't believe that the man was Lin Zhengqin.Ugly, cowardly, cowardly, and full of malice towards everything in front of him, as if in the previous 24 years of his life, the excellent skin he tried to create was torn by a sharp knife in an instant, and peeled off him alive.

Jing Yan that day gave him this feeling. The moment he saw the news, the confident and free-spirited skin in his eyes was torn off, and replaced by a coward who was almost the same as himself at that time.

He once took a fancy to a piece of jewelry when he first came into contact with the jewelry industry. When he was about to carve and process it, he found that the piece of jewelry was flawed.Lin Zhengqin never doubted his vision, nor questioned his own decision, so when he found that this piece of jewelry was different from what he imagined, he would do his best to make up for the flaw instead of throwing it away.

Because he believes that even if it is a flawed jewelry, there must be a reason for it to attract his attention, and this reason can cover up the flaws and become its most valuable part.After the last piece of jewelry was processed, it was placed in the most conspicuous place of Lin's jewelry store, and it fetched the highest price that year.

Lin Zhengqin laughed at himself, the current self is very similar to the self at that time.He looked at the thief beside him, and when the topic changed, the expression on the other side had returned to normal. He believed in his own vision and hoped that he would not make a mistake.

"There is a city ahead, do you want to go in and ask?" Jing Yan was wrapped in a cloak, his expression was full of hope, and he didn't know whether his hope was for the clues or the warm tavern.

"Let's go."

Jing Yan walked ahead quickly, looked up at the name of the city: "Polit? Wait, this name is so familiar..."

"If you mean something that a player posted on the forum a while ago..." Candeng Scholar also looked at the name of the city, trying to remember, "There is an idiot complaining that he entered a dead city and asked all the people in it. None of the NPCs gave him a mission, but fortunately he ran over in the severe cold."

Jing Yan sneered: "Who said that every city has missions? But... I don't go to the forum very much, I should have seen it elsewhere."

"Anywhere else? History books are related to 'fantasy'."

Frowning and thinking for a while, Jing Yan suddenly realized: "I remembered! It's the strange news attached to the back of the book! It said that this city was cursed, and every night you could hear strange girls Crying, the children here cannot sleep well every night..."

It’s no wonder they don’t remember much. It’s enough for most people to memorize the history, let alone read the anecdotal records that follow. Most of them just scan the legends of a few famous cities and dig out some tasks from them.Many people would not take a look at a city like Pollett, which is only introduced in one or two lines.

"'Petovich's remnants of power are scattered all over the continent, and they are always looking forward to returning to their masters'." The Candeng scholar recited this sentence from the history book, and then the two looked at each other.

"Then... go in and have a look?" Jing Yan put on a smile.

The "dead city" that the player said was really not an exaggeration. The people in the city were like walking corpses, and they didn't even look at the two outsiders, Jing Yan and Candeng Scholar.

Jing Yan looked left and right while walking, and found that all the shops here were closed, looking dilapidated, and even the dogs on the side of the road looked listless.

"If there is an abnormality, there must be a task. That player is careless..." Jing Yan murmured.

"It's just convenient for us, isn't it?" Candeng Scholar opened the system map, "There is a leveling point near here, how about going there to gain experience?"

"Good idea." Jing Yan turned and left the dead city without any nostalgia.

——Since the visions mentioned in the history books exist at night, the mission must of course be triggered at night. Before that, they couldn't just sit here forever.

When there is something to do, time will pass very quickly, especially for leveling. Jing Yan even feels that his experience bar has only climbed a small amount, and the time in the game has changed from a cold morning to an even colder one. night.

When the moonlight quietly shone on the continent, the two stepped into the city again, and the howling cries in their ears made this city with almost no light look very scary.

"If you change Yaoyao, that little girl will definitely not come here at this time." Jing Yan thought so in his heart, and when he asked out to play together before, Yaoyao refused to enter the haunted house. The scene suddenly warmed my heart.

Once it was the right time, the clues were easy to find, and the two found the only light in the city almost effortlessly. After looking at each other, the Candeng Scholar knocked on the door.

An old and hoarse voice came from the door: "Please come in."

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, a dusty smell penetrated into the nostrils. Jing Yan frowned and walked in. There was only an old man inside, an old man with no vitality like a sculpture.

"How many years have passed, and someone walked in here again at this time." The old man is like a junior carver who accidentally dug out a piece of bad material from the soil, and then carved the work in a hurry, ugly and rigid , but his words were undoubtedly sounds of nature to the two of them.

"Adventurers, if you are willing, please sit down and listen to me tell the story of this city's past." Amidst the roar of crying, the old man spoke slowly.

The dim light in the room created a weird atmosphere, Jing Yan patted the dust on the chair, and sat down, while Candeng Scholar never showed his realistic temper during the task, and he did not shy away from it sat down on the dirty chair.

The author has something to say: From the small theater~

Jing Yan: My teammates never worry about output.

Bailiyi: My teammates never worry about my life or death.

Sha Wuya: My teammates are never worried about my control.

Yanjiu: My teammates are never worried that they will die.

Hua Jian: My teammates... always just shut me up.