god simulator

Chapter 287 Open your eyes to see the world

"Is it okay for us to do this? Brother Poison, no matter what, we all come from one place, so don't we need to..."

Looking at the backs of Lu Min and Zhuren going away, Funeral Season whispered.

The previous harshness and provocation disappeared from the face of funeral poison, but carefully looked at the external walls and roads of Shacheng.

He said softly, "Ah Ji, we represent the ghost world."

"Do you know what I mean?"

Funeral Season seemed to think of something, drooping eyelids, and nodded.

Seeing that the young clan brother understood, Xing Du was a little relieved.

Before coming, Funeral Poison warned Funeral Ji that the two of them must show completely different faces.

Funeral Poison will present the image of an unabashed and arrogant elder brother, while Funeral Season will play the role of a kind and humble younger brother.

"What to do, what to do, you decide for yourself."

"Your task is to achieve more results than the Bamboo Reed Country, so that the Ghost Realm can stand out in the near future, gain an advantage over the Bamboo Reed Country, and gain more dominance in the future."

The apostle and even Lord Youguishen behind him had already seen everything clearly.

After listening to the old history of the empire described by the ghost, Yan Du only felt that his mind was buzzing.

Only a corner of the city of the Yao nationality is exposed, giving people a feeling of being breathless. Under such a stressful environment, they can't spare the energy to engage in confrontation.

"You have been with me for many years, I am at ease when you do things."

The strength of Boshen Realm in the past, no matter it is against Yougui Realm or Zhulu Kingdom, it will be crushing.

He could hear that Bocha was definitely not deliberately exaggerating.

"That book is "Pava's Bizarre Adventure"...I like this book very much. It records the feats of many heroes of the Yao people...but there is one problem."

The funeral drug looked around and found a broom against the wall with a flame symbol printed on the handle.

If you inquire about the formula, let alone whether you can get a truthful answer, it will definitely attract the attention of Shacheng... If you anger the apostle mayor here, it will not be worth the loss.

Bocha introduced happily: "This is "Introduction to the Dragon Language Vocabulary", which is a book translated by Prophet Longji from the language of the Dragon. It has very high academic value."

Instead, through this opportunity, try to obtain more knowledge and skills of the Yao people, so as to push the ghost world into a channel of rapid development.

These things, Xingdu never told Xingji.

It's not that you ghosts and gods have any extra ideas about this vortex world.

"There is a spiral staircase in the tower, leading to the bonfire on the top of the tower, and the ghost lighthouses communicate with each other through the bonfire. It's just that there is only one lighthouse in this world, and it is temporarily useless."

The funeral season couldn't help but say: "How many armored soldiers are there in the Yao clan?"

"This recording tool really works."

"...In this way, Hai Zhe, the villain of the Yao clan, completed the feat of killing the gods, causing the Lord of the Star Sea to fall, and it has become an old legend forever."

Dangerous and offensive things are done by funeral poison.

Dragon law spell?

Lu Shan readily agreed.

"Good luck, Ambassador."

It is also because of the tedious and troublesome reasons that even the funeral family, most people do not like to consult the stone slabs.

The apostle smiled and clinked glasses with the funeral poison.

"If you can learn these words and use them proficiently, you might be able to use the spell of dragon law."

It is built of square stone bricks. There are no carvings or windows on the tower body. It stands straight, and the top emits a dark green fire.

Facing the apostle, Funeral Poison maintained etiquette and respect: "Thank you for your guidance."

He knew that he had to be a villain in order to obtain more information about Shacheng, and he was ready to die for the country—this can only be done by an experienced funeral director.

"In addition, there are not many ghosts in this lighthouse, but many of the placed objects inside are the private rooms of ghosts. If you do not have permission, please do not touch objects marked with flames."

Funeral Drug and Funeral Season glanced at each other.

The story of the Dragon Clan is more or less rumored in many kingdoms of God.

"Then trouble you."

The confrontation between the two kingdoms of God is still going on.

Bo Cha glanced at it: "The volume in your hand is "Abyss Evil", but it is a great epic of the Yao tribe."

Now need to find a ghost translator.

"It's simple."

"Then, I will excuse you first."

The less you know, the less you worry, the safer you are.

Unlike the messy and crude environment in the black tombstone, everything in the ghost tower is orderly.A large wooden bookshelf is fixed on the wall, and there are many sheepskin scrolls tied with hemp rope, as well as several thick-bound books.

"Era of the old empire? The Yao clan established an empire?" Yan Du pretended to be envious: "It's really amazing."

Funeral Ji looked at the words on the parchment and said enviously, "It would be great if we could do the same."

The Yao people have gone too far, and they are already in a place they cannot understand...

Funeral poison is very clear.

Funeral Season looked at a roll of parchment, feeling a little helpless.

"Our imaginary enemy has always been the Zhulu Kingdom."

Funeral poison can feel that there are many ghosts in it.

The little ghost waved his hand: "The Yao people don't have an empire. That is the history of the Boshen Realm in the old god period, and it has been many years since now."

"no no."

The apostle said softly: "I remember when I was very young, the old man told me that the birth of the Undertaker means that one will succeed and all will die. Only one out of hundreds of brainless ghouls will come out and know what they want. funeral family."

What they saw and heard inside was shocking, and the history and records on the books and parchment scrolls made them more and more desperate.

And the funeral season will assume the generous and gentle innocent role. Even if something unexpected happens to the funeral poison, he will still be able to pass the information obtained in exchange for the sacrifice of the clan brother back to the Kingdom of God.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Bocha began to decipher the epic: "It begins like this: He is a sinner who has accumulated all his crimes, and he is also a bloodthirsty godslayer..."

He chanted in his heart.

Blow handed him a skull goblet filled with purple-black cider.

Sometimes it is necessary to show an outgoing and sharp posture, so many people will think that a reckless and arrogant person may not have a good brain.

Bocha sighed: "The author, Mr. Pava, stopped writing halfway through. It is said that he is dead, and it is said that he committed suicide because he didn't want to write the manuscript. I don't know where he went, but don't be caught by me. , I want to see the ending of the Dragon's Nest chapter, damn it."

Funeral Du took advantage of the situation and asked, "Crystal City? What's that place?"

"what is the problem?"

"This is a good thing."

Funeral poison took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and pointed to another parchment beside him: "Then what's on this one?"

"The most important thing is that you need to be responsible for all your actions in Shacheng."

According to Bocha's description, the Fifth Fearless Empire has a population of more than 30, [-] regular troops trained for a long time, and there are extraordinary creatures to assist in the battle, and there are four apostles. The empire's combat power is extremely terrifying.

"How could it be that Boshen was wiped out by Lord Yaoshen... Lord Yaoshen never even showed up, and Boshen exploded in fright. It was a very tragic battle of gods, but in fact the two sides in the war were Boshens. And King Wuji..."

Bocha whispered: "In fact, he used to be a vicious criminal who killed many ghosts. Later, he was arrested by Mr. Botu, the commander of Yancheng, and after he was executed, he was locked in a black prison under the ghost lighthouse."

The green-clothed Slimmode leaned on a silver cane with both hands, and said politely: "The two of you should be very familiar with ghosts, you can go in and see for yourself. If I'm beside you, you two will feel uncomfortable."

Sheep skin, there are sheep in the ghost world, you can get skin.

Before leaving, the apostle Buluo said to the funeral poison: "There are only 146 people left in the funeral family, and each one is very precious. You are the supporters of the kingdom of God and the hope of the future. You shoulder a arduous mission."

"I haven't counted it." Bocha frowned and thought for a while: "There are probably a few thousand. Anyway, every city must have one or two hundred."

……

Funeral Poison and Funeral Season dragged their heavy steps out of the Ghost Tower.

"Don't think about confrontation. The power of the Yao clan is far beyond your imagination. That God Yao is above all the gods, which is not something you and I can understand..."

However, all of these are useless in front of God Yao, and they will be shattered at the touch of a touch.

For this god-like race, it is itself a powerful pronoun.

From the beginning of the war, the Boshen had an overwhelming advantage.

"Later, Lord God took pity on him and gave him the opportunity to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds. Then Hai Zhe had the opportunity to create an epic. Everyone's attitude towards him was very complicated."

"You're the right person to ask this."

This is beyond the understanding and cognition of funeral poison.

Funeral poison went to Lushan, directly expressing the willingness to communicate with each other.

"We don't understand, but the ghosts here certainly do."

Yan Du raised his head and looked at the tall tower in front of him.

"He has accomplished the feat of killing gods, but he has committed many crimes. Some people worship him, and some people despise him. In terms of strength, he was just ordinary in the past. Once he wanted to escape from prison, but was arrested by a man in armor. Soldiers beat him...should be on the same level as ordinary armored soldiers."

Funeral poison has a clear goal.

Two undertakers stepped into the tower.

"The Yao people are not our enemy."

The writing on the sheepskin scroll is elegant and neat, and the ink is clear without any fading. Some of it looks like some kind of special oil or a kind of vegetable dye.

"It's a small matter, don't be polite. How can I say that I am also a ghost scholar, and it is my duty to spread knowledge."

"The so-called enemy is a term that is evenly matched. If there is a completely irresistible existence, calling the opponent an enemy is just a kind of arrogant joke."

Funeral could not help but think of what the apostle Blow said.

Lu Shan seemed to realize something, turned around and found that it was the two members of the Funeral Clan, he nodded slightly.

——Ghost here, in the name of the dead, call your response...

Boshen, the ruler of the kingdom of God, made altars of the captured gods many times to demonstrate force and gain the fire of faith.

But as soon as God Yao's will came, he reversed the situation directly, forcing Boshen, the title god, to fall himself on the spot, and he didn't even dare to take any confrontational actions.

The funeral poison asked it: "The ghosts here, we are the funeral family who came here to visit, and we have the permission and invitation of the mayor, Mr. Slymore, and please answer our confusion."

The little ghost yawned, and when he heard the mayor's name, he immediately cheered up: "Outside funeral guests? Hey, I've heard of it. You can find the right person. I, Bocha, are good at news. Little famous."

Funeral Poison nodded.

Blow himself held the bone wine set: "It's up to you to decide whether to live or die, to be muddled, or to be handed down for generations to come."

A young ghost is the best target for intelligence.

This ghost is a child, it looks like it is only eleven or twelve years old, and the aura it emits is not strong.

Funeral Du raised his glass and drank it down.

The broom shook, and a transparent ghost walked out of it.

"This is the ghost tower."

After a while, the funeral drug regained consciousness, and picked up another thick book: "Please introduce this book to us."

Yan Du looked into the distance, beside the city wall made of sand roses, Lumin and Zhuren were there.Zhuhu, who was full of vigor before, was sitting in the corner, looking depressed.

"Then, I wish you a pleasant cooperation in these three days." Funeral Du said solemnly.

"It's a pity that I can't understand the Yao people's characters."

Yan Du thought for a moment, then looked at his brother next to him: "We have to temporarily change our strategy. Only by cooperating with Zhulu Kingdom can we have a chance to achieve some results in these three days."

Funeral Du felt a burst of joy in his heart.

The messenger of Shacheng, Yu Gu, stayed in the Zhulu Kingdom, which had a huge impact on the reed people and the bamboo people. This time, the ghost world must take the initiative to fight for it, and the Zhulu Kingdom can no longer open the gap.

Funeral poison speculates that this black dye is either a powder ground from some kind of stone, or a juice extracted from some black plants.But how to make the color uniform, there should be a trick.

The Ghost Realm has its own characters, but they usually use stone slabs as carriers to engrave and record various events and patterns.The record slabs are thick and heavy, and they are all stored in a huge cellar. It is very laborious to find and organize them.

"But I don't think so."

"You are the first funeral family to walk out of the ghost world and see the outside world. This is an honor and a responsibility."

Don't consider complicated things, try to find simple and imitable Yao tools and achievements.

"That is the city of the Yao people, don't you know?"

Funeral Du collected his mind and raised the parchment in his hand: "Can you help us translate the text on it?"

The funeral poison looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no flame mark, he took off the next roll of parchment and untied the tied tie.

Funeral Du was silent for a while, and then asked cautiously: "What is this Hai Zhe's status in the Yao Clan?"

The other party spoke very clearly, including the strength of the gods on both sides and various details of the war of the Kingdom of God. These are the most difficult to fabricate, and it is easy to see the flaws.

"..."

"During this trip, you should try your best to remember and learn the various achievements of the Yao people, especially those related to the ghost world, such as ghosts, military affairs, architecture, engineering..."

sunset.

Bocha said proudly: "Crystal City is one of the new twin cities. Although it is not comparable to the traditional twin cities, it is also famous. Everyone calls it the Bright City, but in fact it should be called the Ghost City. After all, the old Most of the ghostly remnants of the Empire still live there."

"God Bo? Is it the god Yao?"

The two undertakers were speechless for a while.

Funeral brain considered this possibility.

But the dye on the parchment is also needed, and this craft cannot be mastered in a sentence or two.

Lu Shan also responded seriously: "I hope we can all get what we want."

The two sides shook hands.

It was the same as when the two great kingdoms of God faced natural disasters.

At this moment, joint cooperation is more in the interests of both parties.

(End of this chapter)