Heritage foundry

Chapter 7 Dylan's Explanation

It's a pustule, and it will bleed after poking it open.

Without knowing it, Zhou Mo opened a pustule that no one in the entire empire would like to pierce.

The violent wilderness giant has been able to run rampant in the wilderness for 50 years, slaughtered the largest wolf pack in the grassland, and fought hand-to-hand with the strongest wild bear in the mountains. Now that it is mad, in this border town of the empire, it is really invincible.

However, Zhou Mo vomited his breakfast cleanly, and there were no living people in the tavern without the roof. Whether they were young or old, they all became fertilizer under the hammer of Red Beard.

Then the wild giant rushed out of the tavern, roaring like a thunderstorm, and even the black wood wardrobe trembled under the roar.

Zhou Mo was fully armed, and after increasing his chances of survival a little, he jumped out of the ruins of the tavern, and then saw a wall of fire tens of meters high burning the clouds red at the exit of the town to the wilderness.

Under the burning clouds, the giant in the wilderness was brandishing a giant hammer and roaring. All the creatures that were still stagnant in the town were gathered here by the red bearded uncle.

Those who can obtain the right to reside in the town are basically ordinary people, some are farming, some are weaving, and more are doing small businesses, and the rest are wilderness hunters who spend their days dreaming and dying in taverns.

The strongest of these people is the life form of the peak of the black iron. In front of the mysterious giant of the wilderness, they can only be trembling and obedient.

"Lamas Otto, where is he? Where is he?"

Although the red-bearded uncle is a bit dull, he is now in a state of rage, and even a little delirious, but he is definitely not stupid. That person, Lamas Otto, can live under his nose for 50 years. In Sunset Town, Absolutely refuse to be without eyeliner.

Zhou Mo watched from a distance, and the five-meter-tall giant transformed by the red-bearded uncle roared and asked again and again:

"Lamas Otto, where is he? Where is he?"

For some reason, all kinds of scenes of getting along with the red-bearded uncle in the past year flashed before Zhou Mo's eyes. After the red-bearded uncle went berserk in the tavern, he still cared about him and didn't hurt him in the slightest.

Zhou Mo suddenly felt that he should stand with the red bearded uncle.

He strode towards the giant covered in flames.

"Hey, Uncle Redbeard, I can help you find him!"

The thunderous roar stopped abruptly.

The small eyes that were originally the size of a bean were now the size of a fist due to the change in body shape. The flames were shining brightly, and they stared at Zhou Mo like an evil spirit walking out of hell.

Zhou Mo didn't say a word, but walked around the red bearded man far away, and then stared at a regular customer in the tavern. At this moment, his face was pale, and his lips were tightly pressed, as if he wanted to strengthen his will.

Zhou Mo reached out and grabbed the man's chin.

"Wolf cobbler, that's what they call you."

"I have worked in a tavern for a year, and your life is the most regular. Every month, spend 20 days in the tavern and ten days in the wilderness."

"Although the time you leave and the time you come back are never the same, but they are very regular. The fifth day of leaving Sunset Town, from the No.13 day of each month to the No.17 day, repeats the cycle."

"If someone says that someone knows the hiding place of the person that the red beard uncle wants to find, you are the most suspicious."

Zhou Mo lowered his head, closed his eyes secretly, but said in his mouth:
"The shoes are good. I wonder if you have left footprints in the wilderness?"

Zhou Mo closed his eyes, and the wolf cobbler turned into a white and slightly black light group in his vision, which represented the life field of the wolf cobbler, thinking of the person's appearance in his heart, in the wolf cobbler's life field, a A small group of light clusters of experience emerged.

Zhou Mo's own life field trembled slightly, and copied it over.

Zhou Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and heard the wolf cobbler crying:

"Bartender boy, what nonsense are you talking about? I have never heard of the person that your Excellency the Red Beard is looking for. Your Excellency the Red Beard, I am also an old man in Sunset Town. You can't listen to this boy who doesn't know his origin. Nonsense!"

Zhou Mo laughed, laughing so recklessly.

"At the foot of the Yin Mountain!"

The wolf cobbler's cries suddenly stopped, and he stared at Zhou Mo as if he had seen a ghost.

Now, the red-bearded man saw the clue, roared angrily, and bent down, his head twice the size of a normal person was stuck an inch in front of the wolf cobbler's face.

The red beard's skin radiated heat enough to melt gold and wrought iron. The wolf cobbler let out a cry, and leaned back with all his strength, but stood on the spot with both feet, not daring to move.

The red beard tells someone to stop. If he dares to move his footsteps, what awaits him will definitely turn into meat paste and chemical fertilizer under the hammer. In the first few years of the establishment of Sunset Town, there are countless such examples, and all the smart people are killed. The next one will learn to become stupid.

"Tell me, Lamas Otto, where is it?" The red beard's anger was unstoppable, and he grabbed the wolf cobbler, and the hot skin immediately gave the wolf cobbler an extra layer of cooked meat.

Sniffing his nose, the air was filled with the smell of meat mixed with arrogance, Zhou Mo took two steps back in disgust, and secretly complained, this is a humanoid cannonball, is there, is there.

The wolf cobbler couldn't stand the torture that originated in Zhou Mo's hometown thousands of years ago, just opened his mouth, and somehow a mark was triggered, a red-golden light shot out of his brain, soaring into the sky.

At this time, a hand the size of a door was overwhelmingly pressed down, and bright red flames erupted, obliterating the red golden light.

The red beard clenched his fist, and Zhou Mo saw with sharp eyes that there was a trace of blood on the center of the red beard's palm.

The red-bearded man was pleasantly surprised at first, and then became depressed. His murderous aura without any pretense became more mellow and deep.

"Breaking the fighting spirit of the army, yes, he is here, he is here!"

Turning his head sharply, the red beard's fist-sized eyes stared at Zhou Mo, and asked word by word:

"Where is he?"

Although Zhou Mo has a good relationship with the red-bearded uncle, he has no interest in delaying in front of this murderous giant in the wilderness.

"At the foot of the sunny side of the Yin Mountain, where the forest and the grassland meet, I have never been there, and I can't tell you the exact location, but as far as the wolf cobbler knows, it was originally the site of the golden life, the grass wolf king."

Zhou Mo spoke as fast and clearly as possible, and he spoke clearly in less than a second, then pinched his nose and pointed at the wolf cobbler in Red Beard's hand.

Like the fingers of a red-hot branding iron, they had already melted into the stomach of the wolf cobbler's corpse, and the human excrement was evaporated by the high temperature. Zhou Mo vomited up that smell again.

The red-bearded uncle knew that place as a matter of course, and speaking of which, the gold wolf king was still an old opponent of the wilderness giant!

Nodding at Zhou Mo, he threw the wolf cobbler's body away casually, and then the five-meter-tall giant inhaled fiercely, blocking the exit, and the fire that burned the clouds was sucked straight into the belly of the red-bearded uncle.

Seeing that Zhou Mo even forgot to vomit, he can still play like this. Zhou Mo has always known that he has come to a world of personal force and civilization, but he thought that at most it was knights and magicians, but now it seems that it may be knights and magicians. division mix.

The fire was sucked away, but the exit to the wasteland was not revealed, because there was a person blocking it.

Scarlet cape, beardless face, Dylan.

"Dragon fire on the hill, well-deserved reputation!" This was Dylan's opening remark, and Zhou Mo secretly praised it, with the aura of a big insider.

The red-bearded uncle suddenly raised the earthquake hammer, and the dark yellow light on the inherited weapon blazed.

Dylan waved his cloak, held up a document with a large golden seal in both hands, and shouted loudly:

"Your Excellency Giant of the Wilderness, listen to the old slave's explanation!"

Zhou Mo was very disappointed. He wanted to observe the high-end military confrontation in this world, so as to infer the personal progress of the world's military force, and thus plan his own practice...

Well, Zhou Mo said that he couldn't talk anymore, but he still said that he was disappointed that he couldn't see the excitement, so Zhou Mo went on to say:

"He also has a think tank, called Mr. Yun, who has black hair and black eyes like me, and has gathered almost all the extraordinary beings in the wilderness, as well as a group of ordinary people who are desperate. The number of extraordinary beings is unknown, but the wolf cobbler has seen There are more than ten of them, and there are about five hundred ordinary people, most of whom are fugitive leaders of underground societies wiped out by the empire."

Now Dylan's complexion is not good-looking, but he still holds the document with the big golden seal firmly. Zhou Mo's eyes are sharp, and he glanced at the writing on the document. The letter of credence, on which is written the treatment plan for the second prince of the Otto Empire, Lamas Otto, exiled to the wilderness to reflect on his mistakes.

Then Zhou Mo began to serve the main course:

"They also have a slogan, human beings first, nobles first."

Dylan's complexion was completely dark, and then he put the document in his arms as if nothing had happened, and used the most soothing and soft voice, well, it's not wrong to say that he is humble.

"Your Highness Prince Smaug, this matter is like this, you must not be impulsive, everything can be explained, can be explained."

Then Dylan and Zhou Mo watched as the five-meter-tall giant charged into the depths of the wilderness like a siege vehicle, riding the dust away.

(End of this chapter)