Huangshi Town got its name and was even born because there was a large open-pit quartz mine behind the town.
Before River Valley City was built, it was the mines behind Huangshi Town that produced more than 80% of the building stones needed for River Valley City. River Valley City could be built at less than two-thirds of the cost of other cities.
Standing on this land on the west coast, of course, the reason why the Kamutel family chose to go there in the first place was because of the mines behind Yellowstone Town...
Now that the quartz mine has supplied the stone needed by a large city, it has not dried up. If you stand at a high place, you can still see the large yellow-brown shards behind the town, which look like pits on the surface of the moon.
rocks, but due to the trade blockade and market shrinkage, the means of livelihood for Huangshi Town residents have changed from minerals to fishery, forestry and agriculture.
They began to switch from relying on the mines behind the towns to the surrounding mountains, forests and rivers.
Therefore, when Woody walked on the streets of Yellowstone Town, most of what he saw were fishing nets hanging outside, as well as some distinctive climbing tools and agricultural supplies. Of course, there were also those thrown in the corner, all covered with spiders.
Mining manuscripts from the website and some mining tools.
Woody very carefully identified the signs hanging on the doorways of the houses in the surrounding towns. According to the information he learned in the previous life, the hidden mission here should come from a blacksmith shop, that is, the reclusive old man who often heard stories from Tecia's mouth.
It was only after Woody heard this that he recalled that there was such a mission. Otherwise, no one reminded him, and it had been so long, how would he have remembered a hidden mission that he had never done at all.
Because Woody got off the luxury carriage in a swagger, most of the residents of Yellowstone Town were afraid of him like a snake or a scorpion, and they would stay away from him when they saw him. Even when Woody walked all the way to the center of the town, he didn't even look at him.
I saw half a figure on the road.
Although it is early in the morning, at this time in the past, a small market for mutual trade has been set up here. It is worth mentioning that the stalls set up here are not the common gold, silver and copper coins, but the most basic physical goods.
Among barter items, salt has the highest circulation value, and a small jar can be exchanged for several pounds of meat.
This is why Tesia's money can only be obtained from the temporary camp in Maple Bay.
However, the center of the town was empty at this time. Woody felt a sense of prying eyes in the dark, and looked at the stalls in the central open space that had not yet been cleaned up. Obviously, it was not that there was no one, but that someone had already reported his movements at any time.
, reminder, warning, these natives of Yellowstone Town may have thought that he was coming for them, so they turned into birds and beasts and dispersed before Woody arrived.
Seeing this, Woody could only shake his head helplessly. He couldn't yell at them that he had no interest in them and asked them to restore normal order.
Not to mention that even if he said it, Woody's words would most likely be taken as a trap to lure them out, which made him even more worried.
Therefore, all Woody could do was to pull up the hood of the robe and hide his hair and face under the crow-feather-colored robe. Like a dusty traveler, he stared at the little boy intently.
Go to the other side of town.
He had only one purpose, to open a blacksmith shop in the north of Huangshi Town after the mine was abandoned.
Few people usually visit there, and the stove may not be turned on several times throughout the day.
Most of the people who went there were the group of children who were under age and climbed up and down in and around the town all day long.
The blacksmith shop was very conspicuous. Woody walked for less than five minutes before he saw the plain and simple shop door that was obviously wider than the tightly closed doors of other residents.
There is also a stone wall made of stones at the entrance of the shop. The outer wall of the stone wall is no different from other houses, but the inside is yellowed and blackened by smoke. Several agricultural-style hoes and shovels are hung on the wall.
There are also accessories such as sickles, scimitars and various iron items used in daily life. There are no swords in sight.
Different from the bustle of Palermo, the blacksmith shop here is more like a quiet forest of whispers in the afternoon. If it weren't for the stove or the tables and chairs that were not dusty, it would be easy for people to misunderstand that this place seems to have not been visited for a long time.
Since the stone wall at the entrance of the store blocked the sun, and the stove was not lit, most of the space inside was still hidden in darkness, but Woody's eyes still saw the man who was leaning on a wooden deck chair.
Above, an old man is resting leisurely with his eyes closed.
His hair is gray, his eyes are closed, and the wrinkled fingers of his right hand are gently tapping the wooden handrail, making a slight muffled sound, which means that he is not sleeping now, but is thinking about something.
Woody glanced around and saw a string of wind chimes at the entrance of the store used to notify people inside. He stepped forward and pulled it slightly, and a clear and melodious sound of bells came from inside, as was the squeak of a wooden deck chair.
Voice.
The old man who was lying down stood up.
He put his hands behind his back and wore a thin linen shirt that was not suitable for the cold winter moon. He walked to the light, raised his head slightly, and looked at this foreign tourist who did not look like a town with his eyes that were not cloudy, but he did not
He was not afraid and frightened like others, but spoke in a calm and nonchalant tone.
"There's nothing you want here, traveler."
"Weapons haven't been used for a long time."
He obviously regarded Woody as a foreign guest who wanted to come to the blacksmith shop to replace or repair weapons. He was not curious about why Woody could enter Yellowstone Town. After saying that, he went back and continued to lie back on the chair. For someone of this age,
For people, nothing can attract their attention.
Woody put down his hood, looked at the grizzled old man who was slowly staggering back with his hands behind his back, and spoke directly.
"I'm not here to buy anything from you. I heard them say that you are also an outsider."
The exploration and curiosity in Woody's words were undoubtedly obvious, but he still couldn't make the old man look at Woody in the eyes. He only froze slightly with his back, but said in the same tone.
"Outsider? I've lived here longer than most."
"I don't have any other requirements. Just leave here and don't disturb the residents here. They are all good children."
The old man's voice was as plain as a puddle of water after a heavy rain, very ordinary and long.
"Well."
Seeing the old man's reaction, Woody knew that it seemed wrong to use this foreigner as a trigger, so he immediately asked instead.
"But I heard you need some help here? Mr. Caverman."
Woody looked at his attitude and knew that he might be kicked out if he continued to test, so he immediately launched the big move he was planning and said these words. He didn't believe that the old man in front of him could maintain his indifferent appearance.
And this sentence is naturally not made up randomly, but has traces to follow.
The hidden mission that Woody remembered was the background of the story. It said that this old man issued a high-priced commission in the Adventure Guild in Riverdale City fifty years ago.
——"Looking for the missing wife."
——"Mission requirements: The wife of Riya, the young blacksmith Caverman of Yellowstone Town, disappeared in the Jingge Forest. The terrain in the Jingge Forest is complex and changeable. He hopes that senior mercenaries can help him find his wife.
As a reward for the mission, he is willing to pay a family heirloom (magic sword), as long as you can bring Ruiya back safely. If you only bring back relics, he is willing to buy them for 50 gold coins each and 500 gold coins for the body."
…
The reward was very generous. Although it was unclear why no one took up this task at the time, it was enough to show that the young blacksmith Caverman cared for his wife regardless of the cost.
It’s just that decades have passed, and the mission has still not been completed, and it was removed from the release board more than ten years ago because the deposit was exhausted. The only way to find it is by rummaging through the Adventure Guild’s warehouse.
To that ancient commission that was cast aside over time.
Of course, Woody knew exactly why no one picked up the call later.
Because according to later gossip, it was not that no one tried to take on this task, but they discovered that after accepting the task, the owner who issued the task, the blacksmith Caverman, disappeared in Yellowstone Town. It is said that the last person who saw him was
It was found that he was heading towards Jingge Forest.
At that time, most people were still lamenting that he might, like his wife, never come back.
Naturally, this commission was instantly heart-wrenching. I couldn't even pay the final balance. Naturally, no one wanted to risk going to the Jingsong Forest, which was full of all kinds of weirdness.
Sure enough, when Mr. Woody's Mr. Caverman said it, the old blacksmith in front of him suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning. His slightly hunched and thin shoulders trembled even more, his body straightened up, and the wrinkles on his face began to tighten.
He tensed up, and for a moment he was like an old lion awakening. He asked in a completely different tone from before.
"Where did you hear my name, young adventurer?"
"The Adventure Guild in Riverdale City, I found it in the warehouse, sir."
When Woody faced the old man's gaze, his expression did not change at all and he answered calmly.
He was not afraid of the people in front of him looking for evidence. After all, the location of the commission was indeed in a dusty corner of the warehouse.
"The Adventure Guild in Riverdale City?"
Kafferman muttered the familiar name with a reminiscence look on his face, as if he was looking for traces of it in the long river of time he had spent.
Yes, the Adventure Guild.
Riverdale City, he has been there, the only city-state in the Golden River Valley.
Although he only wanted to live out his old life in Huangshi Town, he still had not forgotten his dream as a child, which was to be a knight who could ride a war horse on a river beach full of rocks. At that time, the only knight
The only way was to enter River Valley City and participate in the Viscount's apprentice recruitment, but this often required a large sum of money. Although his family was financially able to afford it at the time, his father did not want his only son to become a so-called knight.
, he is more like asking Caverman to take over his mantle and become a blacksmith who is respected by people, rather than an aristocratic minion who is secretly cursed.
"Are you Mr. Caverman from the commission?"
Woody saw the old man lost in thought and reminded him softly. He saw the sadness in the old man's eyes and naturally couldn't bear him to stay in the past.
The second call made the blacksmith sober up. He had forgotten why he didn't insist on his dream of becoming a knight at that time. He only knew that the memory of his death began to attack him again.
Bitterness filled his heart. He thought he was used to it and thought he had let it go.
But he didn't expect that when he saw the sincerity on the face of the hooded black-haired young man in front of him, his heart would inevitably beat uncontrollably, and his emotions would jump and flicker in his heart like a firefly.
"I'm Kafferman, what help are you talking about?"
He found that his voice was a little trembling. One day a few years ago, when he returned to the small mountain village where he had been raised as an adult, he had never been so excited.
Most of the people who were in the same era as him at that time have died, not to mention that his story only occupies a tragic role in many legends of the Golden River Valley, and most of them use the title of a man to replace him.
name.
His name has not been forgotten.
After being mentioned repeatedly, he finally realized that the young man in front of him was calling him, and it was about the previous mission, and his thirst for knowledge began to revive again.
Looking at the old man's expression in front of him, Woody knew that the mission had been triggered, and he was secretly relieved. Fortunately, he didn't ask for any tokens or certificates, but now he couldn't do it even if he asked the Adventure Guild to do it. After all, the mission had already been done.
The adventure guild's commission column has been removed from the shelves, and no official letter can be issued at all, but the old man in front of him obviously doesn't care about this.
Woody continued in a calm and professional manner.
"It's like this. I discovered this commission from decades ago by accident. The request on the list is to help you find your missing wife. I don't know if that task is still needed now. I just happened to go there recently.
A trip to the Jingsong Forest."
After Woody said this, he directly observed the other person's expression. Faced with Woody's gaze, the old man was obviously hesitant, but in the end he shook his head.
"I have already been there, and there is no trace of anything there. For this reason, I also invited a professional prophet."
"The mission is no longer needed."
His tone was full of bleakness. It was obvious that his excited mood had gradually calmed down and he began to look at the problem rationally. However, his attitude towards Woody had improved a lot. At least he was no longer in a hurry to return to his recliner.
He showed the same face as when he met an old friend, with a smile on his face.
But when Woody shook his head and answered, the indifference on his face could no longer be maintained.
"But, what if your wife is not in this plane?"
"Can you find it too?"
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