I'm just a life player [holographic]

No wonder Nan Xing completely forgot about the task of delivering the letter.

The task panel can hide tasks that are not being done temporarily.

At that time, he had just left Novice Village, he was busy looking for a teacher, getting familiar with daily life, making money, running maps, building a home, and big tasks... Anyway, he was just busy, and he was about to break through It's the 40th level mark, and I've been taking it easy these few days after deliberately getting stuck in the level and consolidating my cultivation on paper.

Look at the name of this hidden task:

"Yipinxian" shop waiter's entrustment - delivery of letters.

Compared with Lao Bai's "following the traces of famous generals" and Canyue's "Nie Hai Qing Tian", the word "send a letter" is so frankly simple, it looks like a daily errand task.

Occasionally check the hidden task bar and glance at it, just as a daily routine that I haven't had time to do!

"Tagu" is so big, with so many cities, and there are endless map running tasks, which are tedious and tiring. It is a modern Internet buzzword learned by the majority of players from nowhere, and it is affectionately called "moving bricks"... Unless there is nothing to do, he Only then will we "move bricks".

Far away.

Closer to home.

While tidying up the pharmacy, Nan Xing checked the durability of weapons and equipment. He had brought enough red medicine, blue medicine and antidote, and asked Zongnie about the progress of the current mission.

Zong Nie's work is reliable and meticulous, and he carefully talked about how he found the clue——

The task of "delivering letters" seems to be just running errands, but the difficulty is really not ordinary.

I don't know any information about the target NPC. I only say that the surname is "Ke". He is an old man with a general range of activities around Helan Mountain... Please, Helan Mountain covers such a large area and has a high altitude. It is really outside the city of Gusu. Xieyang Mountain, which is less than 100 meters high and can be visited in half an hour?

"It's also thanks to Xingchen you this time..." Regardless of 21, Zong Nie first boasted how "hard work" someone is.

Nan Xing opened his eyes wide: "Eh? Me? I didn't do anything!"

The man smiled: "If you didn't remind me, you can go to Dunhuang to search for the emperor's bamboo grass. I'm afraid I won't be able to find any clues about the Lihuo clan for a long time."

Oh yes, there is another piece of information, the waiter said that he is from the Lihuo clan.

Nan Xing scratched his head: "Dunhuang is far away from Helan Mountain, right? Or is the waiter unreliable and the information he gave is wrong?"

Or, the target NPC can run all the way from Helan Mountain to Qilian Mountain?

Zong Nie said softly, "I got some definite information from the Mongolian doctor in Fengcheng."

For the imperial bamboo grass found in Dunhuang, players have to travel thousands of miles to "Fengcheng", a hidden town at the foot of Yanzhi Mountain, to submit items and exchange them for "Eryidan" or "Bazhendan".

As a man of God who can walk [-] miles in three months, Zong Nie naturally measured Fengcheng and even the entire Yanzhi Mountain area with his feet.

"I found out that the mayor of Fengcheng Town is surnamed Brother Lin."

According to Xia Tu's background, the northwest area is mostly ethnic minorities, and strange surnames are normal.

"Brother Lin?" Nan Xing gestured with his palm, and suddenly said "Ah", "Is it Ke?"

[木哥木] is a variant of "Ke".

There is a village in the same township in my hometown. The name of the village follows the ancient name. It is a variant character that cannot be found in the Xinhua dictionary.

(Later, the township was withdrawn and the town was merged, and the village was merged with the next door, and the ancient name was abandoned.)

Zong Nie nodded lightly, and continued: "There is a Wutong Ridge in Yanzhi Mountain, and there are several villages scattered in the ridge, all of them are Brother Lin. I accidentally found their ancestral halls, and found that the tablets are all engraved with such a pattern..."

Share the image with Nan Xing in the message box.

Nan Xing raised his eyebrows: "It's fire characters, it looks like seal script?"

Slightly exaggerated, could it be a seal?However, the structure of the word "fire" is simple, and no matter how complicated the pictures and texts are, it is still quite easy to recognize.

Zong Nie smiled: "I'll just inquire about Brother Lin's background."

Fengcheng is too small, you can just find a passerby to find out about the local situation.

It is said that Brother Lin moved here 200 years ago, and even the small town of "Fengcheng" was built by Brother Lin's ancestors, it is said to avoid wars... This kind of thing is too common in Xiatu.

Later, I saved enough sets of "Emperor Bamboo Grass", and I didn't exchange any Eryidan or Bazhendan, all of which were used to please the Mongolian doctor NPC.

The Mongolian doctor who took refuge in Fengcheng in his early years was not from the Lin Ge family. He got the imperial bamboo grass and happily fed his beloved horse... He told Zong Nie about the origin of the Lin Ge family.

Brother Lin is indeed from the Lihuo clan, from Helan Mountain. To be precise, he was the owner of Phoenix City hundreds of years ago.

After the establishment of this dynasty, the national strength was once extremely strong.

During the period of Emperor Wu, the territory was expanded even more, and the land area reached an unprecedented scale. Yizhou, Shazhou, Qizhou, including the "Helan Mountain-Qilian Mountain" minority territories that belonged to Yongzhou today, were all placed under the rule.

"The Lihuo tribe and the Duming tribe claim to be descendants of the gods and phoenixes, but they have a blood feud." Zong Nie said, "Back when the Duming tribe assisted the Xia army and took Phoenix City, they expelled the Lihuo tribe... According to the doctor, the Duming tribe launched a genocide against the Lihuo tribe."

The few Lihuo people who escaped by chance, hid in Tibet, moved more than 1000 miles, changed their appearance and became the Lin Ge family, and settled in Wutongling, which was still a no-man's land at that time.

Nan Xing suddenly realized: "Fengcheng, Phoenix City, there is a connection at a glance."

Instead, he asked: "So we're going to Fengcheng?" Frowning, "Second brother is still unreliable. When he was born, the Lihuo clan had already become Brother Lin, and he was no longer in Helan Mountain. If it wasn't for Brother Zong You are so meticulous, you have no clue about this mission."

Zong Nie shook his head: "The waiter should be right."

"How to say?"

"Brother Lin no longer regards himself as a member of the Lihuo clan, but Xiaoer Dian is very proud of his identity as a member of the Lihuo clan."

Nan Xing thought for a while, and said: "That's right, there may have been a few Lihuo people back then who didn't migrate with the ethnic group, and stayed in Phoenix City to hide their names... Tsk, you are so courageous."

Just asking, without thinking about it at all: "Would you like to go to Fengcheng now, or Phoenix city?"

Zong Nie replied patiently: "I went to Phoenix City to look for clues to the Lihuo Clan. I found a place called 'Guixian Lake' by the locals. It was in a canyon of Helan Mountain. There was a miasma and formations there. I tried to break into it. Found an altar."

Nan Xing was amazed, his eyes sparkled, and he was full of admiration: "Brother Zong, you are so amazing."

Don't look at the understatement, but open the world map and see how vast the Helan Mountain area is marked... It's hard for others to imagine how much time and effort the word "find" takes.

"Brother Zong, you should call me together."

It was originally the task of two people, and it was right to share the responsibility together.

Zong Nie smiled: "Fortunately, there is a senior in Wuming Temple who betrayed the teacher and is in Phoenix City, which helped me a lot."

"Ah, why did you betray the teacher?" Nan Xing's attention suddenly shifted.

"Twenty years ago, Uncle Wu Neng married an elder of the Emei Sect and had children behind his back."

Nan Xing suddenly got excited: "And then?"

——Wu Neng, tsk, what is the name of the Dao? It's actually the same name as the second senior brother. I'm afraid the main brain's choice of this name means something.

Zong Nie replied following his topic: "The Wuming Temple does not touch the secular world. Uncle Wu Neng violated the school rules in this situation, so he should be expelled from the school." Son... Emei is a big force, in order not to bring disaster to the Wuming Temple, the seniors directed and acted in a play and became a traitor to the Wuming Temple."

Nan Xingjiong: "What a scumbag!"

Zong Nie chuckled, and didn't comment on the NPC's actions. He just changed the topic and naturally brought the topic back: "I searched in and out of Guixian Lake, and found no traces of people living there. The altar also looks It's been in disrepair and a little run down, but..."

There are no moss marks on the stone steps and walls, and the sand has accumulated for many years in the crevices, but there is no weed.

"I'm assuming it's been cleaned regularly, or recently."

Nan Xing would only nod "Hmm", indicating that Brother Zong's analysis was right.

"Later, I found out that the ghost lake is very taboo among the locals, and generally no one will go near it."

But there are always some disobedient naughty children, running around in the mountains and fields, and using two candied haws to find out that there is a strange old man living near Guixian Lake, who makes a living by chopping firewood and selling charcoal.

Nan Xing was excited when he heard the words: "Have you found the old man?"

Zong Nie nodded: "I searched for it several times in the mountains, but I couldn't find it. Later, in Fangshi, Phoenix City, I found that NPCs would sell charcoal at a fixed location every ten days."

Nan Xing smiled: "Today?"

Zong Nie also laughed: "NPCs always leave after sunset."

Nan Xing looked at the sun, it was already slanting to the west, and he couldn't wait: "Let's go, don't let him run away!"

Zong Nie followed behind him unhurriedly.

"Phoenix City is the main city, right? Is it okay to go directly to the station?"

"can."

In the spring tide where their home is located, not far from the post station, the two of them did not call out their mounts.

Zong Nie added some details as he walked.

Nan Xing paused slightly, then turned to look at the man: "Hey, Brother Zong, how do you recognize Ke's variant characters?"

The man replied: "Qin Cancan borrowed the Kangxi Dictionary to look it up."

"This one is great!" Nan Xing's eyes lit up, "Let's get a copy sometime."

"it is good."

"But Brother Zong is still working hard."

I have seen the photocopied version of the Kangxi dictionary on the Internet. He is a modern person, and he is not very used to typesetting, let alone Brother Zong who doesn't understand... huh?

"Brother Zong has learned Chinese characters?"

"Learned fur."

Nan Xing couldn't help laughing, he already knew this person's self-effacing very well: "At least he is proficient."

Zong Nie shook his head: "I can probably understand the vernacular. Like the Zhuangzi you mentioned before, it's hard to understand."

Nan Xingmo.

As an "ancient person" in the 21st century, he also half understands Zhuangzi.

Chatting, the two arrived in Phoenix City, and the post station went directly to the outside of Fangshi.

Half a street away, Nan Xing saw the old man Zong Nie said had "a dusty and smoky face, gray temples and black fingers", which fit the personality of a charcoal seller.

"Where's the letter? I'll submit it..."

I'm a little excited, but I also want to make some contributions. I can't let Brother Zong do everything alone.

As he got closer, he could see more clearly, the old man's weather-beaten face was covered with deep wrinkles, his mouth was tightly pursed, and the corners of his lips drooped, so that the whole person looked... not very kind.

Nan Xing didn't think much about it, he used his incomparable affinity, and with a pleasing smile on his face, he talked to the NPC.

However, the smile that even the eccentric Shen Xianren ate, didn't have the slightest effect this time.

The old man looked indifferent, and was really annoyed by his indifferent attitude, so he said: "You have found the wrong person."

He didn't look at the letter in his hand.

Nan Xing rolled her eyes and smiled unabated: "It's the younger generation who is reckless and disturbing you... Hey, this charcoal looks good, how do you sell it? My friends and I are new here, and I'm really not used to the climate of Phoenix City ,it's too cold."

The old man didn't care about his approaching words, and just replied: "One silver dollar."

"This! This... so cheap, haha."

In order to win the NPC's favor, Nan Xing tearfully paid out: "I'll pay for the charcoal, old man, take a look, is the money enough?"

The old man reached out to take the money tremblingly, and pushed the charcoal fire forward without saying a word.

Nan Xing was secretly heartbroken, and suddenly found out...

It was the beast gold charcoal of the purple rank!

- Add 8% to [Pharmaceutical] success rate.

There are two sets of 100 copies, and 1 silver is equivalent to half of the market price, making a lot of money.

Can't help but be happy.

Nan Xing's mouth was even sweeter, praising the old man's charcoal so good, trying to find out if the other party's surname was Ke.

The old man was very cold. After he couldn't bear it and said "noisy", he packed up the load, turned and left.

"..."

Nan Xing touched his face, then turned around and asked Brother Zong: "Am I not good-looking, am I not pleasant to smile, why is the old man so fierce?"

Zong Nie's eyes were gentle, and he replied, "It's pretty and cute."

Someone's wounded heart is healed all at once.

Turning to distress: "What should I do? Could it be that I found the fault... No, of course Brother Zong will not make mistakes."

Zong Nie shook his head lightly: "I might be negligent."

After pondering for a moment, he suggested: "Why don't you go explore Ghost Fairy Lake again?"

Nan Xing nodded in agreement: "I think so too..."

He summoned his mount and planned to take a trip to Helan Mountain.

Suddenly there was a commotion, and an NPC shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Nan Xing loves to join in the fun, and instead gets closer: "What's the matter?"

Crowded among passer-by NPCs, he saw a notice on the wall, to be precise, a wanted warrant.

Black pen on white paper, the portrait drawn can only be seen as a man, about 30 or [-] years old... just plain, any passer-by can match the name.

The arrest warrant stated that the robbers broke into the prefect's mansion last night and stole the Buddhist relics that the envoys from the Western Regions were about to present to the emperor. Hereby, a notice is issued that residents should immediately report to the officials if they have any clues about the robbers.

Nan Xing stretched out his index finger, pushed the non-existent glasses, and touched the bridge of his nose with his fingertip: "The truth is not that simple."

"No." Someone answered, "It's not clear whether the Buddha's treasure relic was lost or not. Anyway, the prefect's family died miserably."

"……Oh?"

Nan Xing turned his head and saw the moustache NPC with an obscene face, his gaze shifted, and he immediately smiled affectionately: "This...brother, you are so handsome, natural and majestic, really outstanding, not like Ordinary people. It’s presumptuous to say this, but my younger brother can’t help himself for a while, so I want to invite my elder brother to sit in the tea room and talk for a while.”

Hearing this, the mustache smiled, and patted someone's shoulder haha: "Where, I see that the little brother is also handsome and beautiful... Come on, brother, I have a restaurant here, so why go to the Laoshizi teahouse. "

Nan Xing showed a look of admiration: "My younger brother has heard that every inch of land in Phoenix City is expensive, and my elder brother actually owns a shop. He is really rich!"

Mustache was getting more and more proud of being touted, but he still pretended to be modest: "It's just a little thin."

One person, one NPC, "elder brother" long and "brother" short, within less than 2 minutes of walking, the two hit it off, as if brothers who hadn't seen each other for many years but missed each other unexpectedly reunited on the street.

Zong Nie: "..."

The restaurant with a small storefront has a lot of customers coming and going. Seeing that they are all dressed in bunts, they are basically low-level NPCs.

Nan Xing turned against customers, pouring wine for an NPC with a mustache who introduced himself as "Wu Buyou"——

"I just heard from my elder brother that there is something hidden about the theft of the Buddhist treasure?"

"Hey, what's the secret." The NPC didn't drink well, and after a few bowls of dirty wine, his black face turned red, his expression was erratic, and his eyes were confused. "No one in the whole Phoenix City knows that it's the ghosts and immortals."

"Ghost fairy?"

Nan Xing and Zong Nie looked at each other and asked, "What does it have to do with Guixian Lake?"

"Your brother also knows Ghost Fairy Lake?"

"I accidentally strayed in, but in the end, hey, I was almost scared to death."

Wu Buyou laughed: "I met a ghost hitting the wall, right? Don't be afraid, my brother is not a single-minded person, ghosts and immortals will not come to you."

"Du Ming..."

"Yes." The NPC shook his head and chattered, "Retribution, retribution. Back then, the Duming people drove out all the people in Lihuo, even the old, the weak, women and children... What happened later? The benefits were taken by others, and my own clan I lost my life in vain."

Nan Xing made a surprised expression: "What's going on?"

Wu Buyou replied: "My brother is new here, I think he has never heard of those legends?

"After the death of the Lihuo people, the Duming people suffered from strange diseases one after another and died one by one. There were less than 10,000 people left in a large tribe of 2+ in a hundred years. But these 2 people..."

Nan Xing waited impatiently for him to whet his appetite, and hurriedly asked, "What happened to these 2 people?"

"Guixian Lake was originally named Linghu, and it is the ancestral land of the Lihuo people." The NPC said, "About 30 years ago, the Duming clan elders asked an expert to tell their fortunes, and asked [-] people to go to Lihuo, where they exterminated the clan. Only by offering sacrifices and pleading guilty to the ancestors can the curse be lifted, so that the ethnic group can continue."

"Du Ming did as he did, but some people harbored ghosts and ghosts and interrupted the sacrifice midway, provoking the ghosts and immortals to be furious and punishing them."

"What kind of punishment?" Nan Xing couldn't help asking curiously.

"Tsk tsk," Wu Bu had a look of lingering fear, "2 people, a total of 2 people, died at the altar in one breath..."

"But someone poisoned it?"

The NPC shook his head: "I was only five or six years old, and I secretly followed the adults to Ghost Fairy Lake. The officials came, and they checked and said that these people had no obvious wounds on their bodies, and they were not poisoned. Not only did they not resist when they died, their faces There was still a smile on the face... That scene was really too intrusive, I am an ignorant brat, after I came back, I had nightmares every night, and I couldn't sleep well for half a month."

"So, Linghu Lake was renamed Ghost Fairy Lake?" Nan Xing asked thoughtfully, "Why is it called Ghost Fairy Lake?"

Wu Buyou laughed: "Lihuo people are protected by the spirit of the phoenix. Even if they die in vain, their souls will not disperse. They don't need to go through the pain of reincarnation. If they cultivate into ghosts and immortals, they will be able to resurrect their bodies once they become enlightened."

Ah this.

It's all about fairy tales.

Nan Xing then asked the question at the beginning: "So what does the case of Fobao have to do with ghosts and immortals?"

"Brother, don't you understand? Whether or not the Buddhist treasure is lost is not the most important thing. The government must fabricate a 'big thief' and attribute the death of the prefect's family to him."

"The eunuch's family..."

Wu Bu had an inscrutable expression: "It is said that the old mother of the prefect is a descendant of Duming."

Nan Xing propped his chin: "Is that so..."

The hundreds of years of grievances and hatreds are a little complicated.

But, how much relationship might it have with his mission?

The next step is to go to the altar first. If there is no clue, do you have to go to the prefect's house?

While he was struggling, he suddenly said loudly: "Okay, you Wu Laizi, you came to my house for free food and drink again. I finally got caught by me today. Come on, follow me to see the official."

"Hey, misunderstood, misunderstood, Mr. Zhao, this is my brother who invites you to drink."

"Brother? Your family is dead, where did you come from?"

"This, isn't this?" Wu Buyou looked eagerly at someone who was watching the interaction between the two of them with embarrassing faces, "Brother, come, let me introduce you, this Mr. Zhao is the owner of the shop."

A strong-looking man in his 50s and [-]s, with a dark face, looked down at Nan Xing: "Are you Wu Laizi's younger brother?"

In this distraction, Wu Buyou, who was not slippery, broke free from his hands, ran fast, and disappeared outside the door in an instant.

Nan Xing sweated wildly in his heart, and smiled on his face: "My brother and I became friends as soon as we met, so we called him brother. I was so happy, so I invited my brother to your shop for a drink."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao didn't care about chasing Wu Laizi, he looked weird, looked him up and down, shook his head and sighed: "It doesn't look stupid, but he is blind."

Nanxing: "..."

Mr. Zhao is a man of righteousness, so he reminded: "You seem to be quite face-to-face. You probably aren't a local. Wu Laizi is cheated and abducted. He is famous from all over the world... Now the locals rarely fall for his tricks, so he started deceive foreigners."

Nan Xing smiled: "I bought the wine because I was curious about asking Angkor for news...Master Zhao, you really misunderstood him this time."

Master Zhao frowned: "What news are you looking for?"

Nan Xing paused, but still said: "My friend and I are rangers who travel the rivers and lakes. No, after seeing the government notices, we were fascinated by the bounty, so we asked Angkor to inquire about the case of Fobao."

Master Zhao waved his hand: "The prefect is dead. I'm afraid the murderer is not an ordinary person. The water here is deep..." He kindly reminded, "You youngsters who have just come out of the rivers and lakes, don't think about getting involved in the big case all day long."

After saying that, without waiting for Nan Xing's reply, he turned around and left decisively.

Zong Nie whispered in Nan Xing's ear: "This Master Zhao, I saw it from a distance at Uncle Wu Neng's house before, so it shouldn't be an ordinary NPC."

"A hermit is a master?" Nan Xing pondered, "It's clear from the side, at least what Wu Laizi said is not all made up."

"Next..."

"Xing Chen." Zong Nie suddenly called his name.

"Eh?"

Zong Nie turned his gaze to the back table.

Nan Xing turned around to look... Eh, is that the old charcoal seller?

The NPC who seemed to be their target was eating slowly with an old face like dried orange peel.