There were several bonfires lit in Crow Street shrouded in darkness. There were about a hundred people and more than thirty households, all gathered in the open space of the street, huddled in a circle relying on the heat provided by the firelight.
Zhou Qingfeng did not embarrass the people on this street, he just announced that if anyone wanted to come and chat, he would give them some salt - salt was very precious, and the poor refugees did not think much about it, or even hesitated, and soon they
Out.
No one knows who Zhou Qingfeng is, no one knows what he wants to do, but even a little salt is enough for them to take some risks. This helplessness and pain are all on the faces of the refugees, just like they blindly follow the evil insect sacrifices
.
The guy who was leading the way hadn't left yet. He acted like a bitch, and he was responsible for making excuses but was very stingy. Facing the refugees who were trying to please him, he felt that all before him were scoundrels who came to take advantage.
Every time they see a spoonful of pure white salt dug out of a cloth bag, the refugees will smile happily, take it with a basin, a bowl, or their dirty hands with gratitude, and then sit obediently by the campfire.
Not far nor close to Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng was neither enthusiastic nor indifferent. As if he was born to be a master, he pointed at an older refugee and asked: "What is the origin of the monster I killed?"
The refugee who was singled out hesitated for a while and said in panic: "The monster I killed was originally from our street. She was very ordinary at first, but she suddenly became weird not long ago. She can control insects and transform into strange snakes. We are all
Afraid of her."
"Did she ask you to do anything?"
"Just let us pray to a weird idol."
There is a wooden idol with a bug head in the bonfire. This was found from the house where the evil insect worshiped. Apart from that, nothing else was found. The evil idol has been chopped into firewood and thrown in
Burnt in the fire.
The guy leading the way was called over, and Zhou Qingfeng asked: "Where did the ancient fragments come from?"
"The monster woman went out once, and I thought about stealing something before running away. But there was nothing in her house, just a package of scraps of metal that seemed to be worth some money."
The house of the evil insect priest has been searched, and there is indeed nothing inside. It is full of maggot mucus and insect nests of murdered corpses. The evil insect Caworth has always been so disgusting and despicable.
After the search, the house was set on fire.
"What does this woman usually do? Who does she interact with?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.
The refugee who was questioned could only shake his head, and the other refugees were silent, as if they were waiting for something. Zhou Qingfeng said loudly: "Who knows? Tell him, and I will reward him with a spoonful of salt."
Immediately, several people shouted at the same time: "That woman will ask us to dig something."
Zhou Qingfeng sneered, pointed at the person who spoke the fastest, and asked: "What are you digging? Where are you digging?"
"Just dig on the river bank near us. As long as we dig up copperware and tiles with patterns, the monster will reward us with food. If we find copperware with special patterns, it will also reward us with money."
Just dig into the river bank in the dock area?
Several refugees led Zhou Qingfeng to a pitted area near the block. Destructive excavations had transformed the river bank beyond recognition. But judging from some traces, this street was built on the remains of an ancient ferry.
"Rewarded." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "Is there anything else?"
The 'dog leg' reluctantly dug out a spoonful from the bag containing salt. He seemed to regard the salt in his hand as his own, and wiped off the bulging part, leaving only a flat spoonful. The refugee who got the salt was already overjoyed.
, thank you endlessly.
There are relics of civilization everywhere in the continent of Faerûn, and every place suitable for survival will not be wasted. For thousands of years, it is common for several or even more than a dozen generations of civilization relics to accumulate in the strata.
It's just like Xi'an in the real world. Everywhere you dig, you'll find graves. When you go to work, it's almost like going to graves. Wherever you go, you'll find the graves of famous people in history.
"Who else knows more?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again, "Speak out, and now I will not only give you salt, but also money."
When they heard that they could still get money, the refugees were eager to give it a try, but they didn't know what to say. After a while, a female refugee asked weakly in the crowd: "Master, can I speak?"
The other refugees stared and stopped. The frightened female refugee put her hands on her knees and sat on the ground, not daring to raise her head. But Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one can hurt you. You can warm up in front of the bonfire, slow down."
Speak slowly."
The female refugee waved her hands repeatedly and did not dare to come out. She hid in the crowd and whispered: "Every once in a while, the monster will send everything it digs to another place."
"Where?"
"It's in the city. I don't know the place. But I know it's a street with a fortress. There are people riding horses and carrying weapons. There are hundreds of people. Some of them look like big shots like you, sir."
In the city, living in a fortress, and riding horses and carrying weapons, who must be a powerful person in the city? No wonder the people in the village hesitate to speak, obviously for fear of retaliation later.
What Zhou Qingfeng encountered was probably the preacher of the evil insect Kaivos in the material world. There are always some daring guys who are not afraid of death and try to use the power of evil.
Well... Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was scolding himself. He felt relieved, popped out a silver coin in his hand, and said to the loser behind him: "Give her all the salt in your hand."
The refugees made an envious uproar, and the female refugee who received the salt knelt down directly in front of Zhou Qingfeng. Only the 'bastard' muttered a few words and reluctantly handed over the bag of salt.
After asking a few more questions, there was no other information about the insect monster.
However, after getting some benefits, the atmosphere was heightened, and the refugees became very excited. Zhou Qingfeng asked again: "Can you still live your life now? How many days will you have enough food at home?"
The scene instantly became deserted, and everyone bowed their heads and became speechless.
Zhou Qingfeng looked around, randomly selected a refugee and asked, "Do you have any food stored at home?"
"Reply to the master, we have no food."
"Not at all?"
"We are all coolies at the dock, and we live one day at a time. When ships come to the dock for loading and unloading, we rush to work. Even being a coolie is not easy. If we can't get work, we have to go hungry.
We also know that the monster covered in reptiles is not a good thing. But it said it could get us food, and we...we had no choice but to listen to it."
The refugees were all sighing and feeling very miserable.
After chatting all night on Crow Street, all the refugees gathered around Zhou Qingfeng and stayed overnight. At dawn, the bonfire was still warm. Before leaving, he gave a candy to the refugees who answered the questions to express his gratitude.
The 'dogleg' guide still wanted to follow, so Zhou Qingfeng gave him a gold coin and sent him away. After investigating Crow Street, he found the sacrifice of the evil insect Caiworth, and the clues pointed to the streets with fortresses in the nearby city.
Zhou Qingfeng asked the female refugee who provided information last night to show him the way to the 'street with a fortress'. He did not choose to sneak in at night, but followed the flow of people in the city at noon.
After passing through several twists and turns in the streets, soldiers from Cold Wind City appeared on duty at the intersection ahead. Next to the intersection was a tall fortress wall, and under the wall was the execution ground, with more than a dozen corpses hanging on the gallows in a majestic way.
Everyone avoids this place. This is... the Supervisory Office of Cold Wind City!