With the little goblin acting as the eyes and ears, Uncle Zhou is regarded as a voluntary security guard. He can come out and fight twenty or thirty times a night without even breaking a sweat. The public security situation in the Craftsman District has been greatly improved, and the poor people feel that there are fewer troubles at night.
A lot.
There are rumors among the gangsters in the city that you should not be too afraid when you meet this Lord, because he only wants to do one thing - ask about weird rumors and find an unlucky guy who has been robbed. Or talk about some rumors in the market, he will also
Give reward money.
Of course, there are also people who want to make up stories to swindle money, but are beaten up by this 'chivalrous man'. But as long as they really tell a strange story and have detailed information about the characters, time, place, etc., they can really get the reward.
One silver coin is not too small. If you save some money, it will be enough for a poor family of three to live for half a month. The person who robbed and the person who was robbed was thinking hard, but the one who was hit by the arrow in the front spoke first and shouted: "Master, it's me, it's me."
Me, it’s me you’re looking for.”
The guy who was hit by the arrow ran back lamely, hunched over and smiling apologetically, "I was carrying a bag of scraps half a month ago, but it was robbed by a group of gangsters. I recently heard that you were looking for me.
, I’m just a little scared so I don’t dare to come out.”
The lie check... actually passed.
This man's face was dark, and upon closer inspection it was covered with plaster. He was dressed in tatters, and he didn't even have a pair of shoes on his feet. His skinny body stank, and he was a true gangster.
Zhou Qingfeng has been looking for it, and this guy actually appeared on his own. After looking at it, he frowned and asked, "Tell me, what's in the bag of fragments you brought?"
"There are more than thirty pieces of copperware, a dozen pieces of porcelain, and I can't remember the rest." The person who was hit by the arrow tried to think about it, and suddenly shouted: "That parcel is a piece of animal skin, sewn together with many rabbit skins.
of."
Huh..., Zhou Qingfeng sighed, finally finding this bastard. He popped out the silver coin and took out a gold coin, "Tell me, where did you dig up the ancient fragments?"
Judging from the traces of the fragments, they were unearthed not too long ago. According to Jason's speculation, the excavation site should be near Cold Wind City. In other words, there may be a remnant of Imasca who lived here.
But the person who was hit by the arrow shook his head and said: "Master, I didn't dig those, I stole them. I originally lived in the dock area in the city, but recently an old witch with maggots on her body appeared in the dock area.
People in the dock area were fleeing, and I was one of them. Before escaping, I sneaked into the witch's house while she was out, stole the bag of ancient fragments, and wanted to take them to the craftsman area to make some money. Unexpectedly, I was arrested when I came over.
Robbed."
This was really one link after another, and another old witch with maggots ran out. Zhou Qingfeng asked in a deep voice: "Dockside area? Where is it specifically?"
"On Crow Street in the dock area, a group of refugees gathered there to work as coolies. There are only about thirty households with a population of about a hundred. You can find them along the road to the west of the city."
Hanfeng City is neither big nor small. There is a river running through the city. There are no city walls in the area along the river, but a dock for ship transportation has been built.
It would be too difficult for Zhou Qingfeng to aimlessly go to the dock area to find some homeless community. He needs precise information and a guide.
Zhou Qingfeng performed a magic trick called "Lighting Technique", which illuminated the ground several feet square, "Draw me the location of Crow Street in the dock area."
The guy who was hit by the arrow hesitated immediately. He had no ability to recognize the map and couldn't distinguish between east, west, north and south. He tried hard to draw on the ground, but for a long time he couldn't draw it at all.
Zhou Qingfeng was unwilling to give up this clue, put away the gold coins, and said: "Come with me, take me to Crow Street. As long as you find the old witch with maggots, the gold coins will be yours."
The guy who was hit by the arrow held the silver coin in his hand, and after thinking for a while, he bowed his head to Zhou Qingfeng. As long as he still had money, he was willing to do anything.
According to the description of the person who was hit by the arrow, Crow Street, where the old witch is hidden, is not far from the Craftsman District. It only takes an hour to walk there. But the dock area is as chaotic as the Craftsman District. Without someone to guide you, entering it is like facing a maze.
After giving the person who was hit by the arrow a 'treat for minor injuries', Zhou Qingfeng ordered him to lead the way on foot. After the two of them walked in the dark streets for about half an hour, they could smell the stench of fish hitting their faces.
The dock area is larger than the craftsman area, with a large number of shops and warehouses built along the river bank. This area often belongs to a certain powerful family, and there are guards stationed at night.
Similarly, there are large and small associations in the dock area. Each association monopolizes a certain product or job. Even garbage removal has a special group responsible for it, and outsiders are prohibited from intervening.
After twisting and turning, we arrived at Crow Street. This is a street that exudes a strong stench, about a hundred meters long. The entrance to the street is locked with a gate, and there is a row of hanging poles erected on the roadside. There are several shriveled or tattered hanging poles hanging on them.
Corpse.
The deceased were all thin and thin, and they looked like bankrupt and homeless poor people.
It is cold in the north and strong winds are constant. The corpses on the hanging poles will not rot, but will dehydrate quickly and become like dried bacon. Some corpses seem to have been hung for a short time, while others have been hanging for several years.
"Master, this is it." The guy who was hit by the arrow said with a flattering smile: "This place is a bit scary, so I won't go in. The money for leading the way..."
"Wait until I come out and give it to you." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the wooden sign nailed under the boom. It was a notice written by the Sheriff of the dock area, warning the wandering bandits that they would be doomed if they caused trouble.
But the handwriting on the wooden sign is blurry, and I don’t know how many years ago it was written. Looking at the corpse on the hanging pole, the deterrent effect is obviously not very good.
The public security in the North has always been very chaotic. Bankrupts with no choice but to become thugs. There are so many dried corpses hanging outside almost every village and town. But it is of no use at all. There are too many bankrupt people.
I didn’t expect there to be one in Hanfeng City.
In the era of stock competition, in order to maintain their own strength, each lord will try their best to exploit the bottom. The desperate bottom will inevitably resist. This is an unsolvable problem.
The Crow Street in front of you only has a population of about a hundred people, and there are no house numbers. Without someone to guide you, it would be difficult to find this place. It is similar to the original Voodoo Swamp, filled with the atmosphere of decay.
The street behind the gate is deserted, and there are mostly simple thatched houses on both sides of the road. The homeless people standing at night stand behind the gate, staring at outsiders warily by the light of torches.
When Zhou Qingfeng walked towards the main street gate, the homeless people behind the gate cursed fiercely and asked him to leave. He drew out his heavy sword and struck continuously while breathing. Several rays of sword light fell on the wooden gate, easily splitting it into pieces.
tattered.
The refugees behind the door fled in panic. Zhou Qingfeng kicked down the broken gate and strode in.
The guy leading the way was scared outside the street but unwilling to leave. He stood outside and stared for a long time. After a while, he gritted his teeth and followed in, chasing after Zhou Qingfeng.
The so-called street is actually not that big. There is no intention to receive outsiders in the block. Zhou Qingfeng walked dozens of meters along the dirt road and walked towards a large wooden house. Behind him, many refugees poked their heads out of the corners of the walls and looked at them.
Weird.
The courtyard door of the big house opened as soon as it was pushed. The refugees watching on the wall had already seen the stranger approaching and shouted something into the house.
When Zhou Qingfeng came in, several people armed with inferior weapons rushed out of the room. They quickly surrounded him and started attacking without saying a word, which seemed extremely xenophobic.
Get out of here!
Boom..., the mental shock spread to the surroundings, and the surrounding armed refugees were immobilized by the invisible force for a moment, and then fell down one after another.
The soul was hit hard, the refugees screamed, and the tense atmosphere relaxed. Zhou Qingfeng pressed the hilt of his sword and sneered slightly: "Let your heads come out and talk to me. Don't come and die for the rest."
The fallen armed refugees were greatly shocked and fled backwards. A hoarse old woman's voice sounded in the room, "Dear Sir, why are you barging into the place where we poor people are for no reason?"
"Poor guy? There is a worm mark painted on the door of each of your houses. If my knowledge of 'occultism' and 'heraldry' remembers correctly, that is the emblem of the demigod evil insect Caworth.