Chapter 630 Are There Still Rules?

After coming back to his senses, Zhuzhi found himself sitting in a closed hut.

His hands and feet were tied with rope, and his back was against the wall.

There is a bonfire in the center of the dark cabin, which is the only source of light here.

Zhuzhi followed the firelight and confirmed the six people in the room.

These are the Yao people who came to travel to the Kingdom of Mysteries.

Originally, under the leadership of Zhuzhi, they would first go to the Brotherhood Manor, where they would eat local sugar-fried wheat and play a tub rafting game in the river, and then rush to the Tree House Township.

Treehouse Township is the territory of the Green Forest. Visitors can observe the sacrificial ceremony of local girls to Mrs. Salt. They will dance and sing non-stop. Different from the Green Forest Dance Troupe on the stage, here is another more wild and unrestrained dance, like a snake, like a bird, like a joyful deer.

According to Zhuzhi's personal experience, most tourists like this place. The forest girls are always full of energy and lovable, and if you are lucky you can even make friends with them.

After leaving Tree House Township, we will rush to the final destination, Longqi Island.

Visitors can worship God Yao and Dragon Ancestor in the Sihai Temple on Longqi Island, stay in a seaside hut to watch the sea and listen to the tide, and eat local seafood, especially local specialties such as isinglass, scallops, black pearls and dried seaweed. Far cheaper than in the store and in better condition.

Many Yao people came here just to buy these specialties.

Zhuzhi was the guide on this trip. He has been doing this for five years.

"What is this place? What's going on?"

asked the fishman sitting opposite.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone else glanced at Zhuzhi.

"Mr. Yu Liu, I think we were attacked. They should have used spells or potions to stun us and then captured us here."

Zhuzhi said calmly: "But I don't think you need to worry too much. They are probably looking for money, otherwise there would be no need to go to such trouble to arrest us."

"Robbery? Asking for money!"

The fish-mermaid Liu gritted his teeth: "Didn't you say that this road is absolutely safe?"

"That's true. You should have asked about it. We took the main road, which is indeed the safest path. I don't know what happened."

Zhuzhi smiled bitterly.

The Yuliu in front of me lives in Sanilo City and manages a fish pond. This time he went on a long journey to find flowers and flowers.

The fish pond owner asked Zhuzhi privately.

"How are the women over there?"

"pretty."

"Is it good to hook up?"

"If it's the fraternity farm, the girls are very enthusiastic and open-minded, and they would even be willing to elope as long as they meet each other. There is a precedent for this."

Zhuzhi introduced to him: "The girls in the Green Forest believe in the god Lady Salt. They are innocent and simple. Just because of their faith, if outsiders fall in love with them, they will stay. But they are usually the most beautiful and crazy. Wild girl.”

"Finally, there is Longqi Island. The men and women on the beach are relatively free and easy when facing the sea. Most of the dragonborn girls have excellent figures and dare to love and hate. Many of them have their own properties and ships and are very wealthy."

The fishman had an epiphany: "In other words, it is best to choose the farm and Longqi Island and not provoke the Green Forest?"

"It can also be understood that way."

"Go! How much is it?"

…

Now Yu Liu looked depressed: "I managed to save some money by raising fish, is it easy for me? I haven't found my wife yet, and money is inevitable this time. Damn it, this ghost country of Secret Art is so backward and barbaric "

"Mom! Refund! Refund!"

Zhuzhi comforted him.

Another person next to him said: "We should find a way to untie the rope first and free up our hands and feet, so that we can have a chance to escape."

"right."

The speakers were a young couple.

The man's name is Shang Sheng, and the woman's name is Yanle.

Zhuzhi inquired and confirmed that Shang Sheng's family had an iron ore mine in the southern continent, and Yanle was a musician at the Ale Theater and could play the Jiejiao wooden piano box, bamboo flute and snare drum. The two were newly married, and this time they came to enjoy a post-wedding trip.

In this business, you must keep your eyes open, and the customers you come into contact with cannot be dangerous characters. This is very important.

Zhuzhi also agreed: "Then let's help each other."

Shang Sheng and Yan Le bit open the knots in each other's hands with their teeth and were the first to free themselves. With their help, everyone regained their freedom from the ropes.

Then they groped around on the four walls and the ground, but the house was completely sealed with stones and reinforced with spells, so no sound could get through.

Everyone gathered around the campfire and fell silent.

It was Zhuzhi who took the initiative and said, "See if there is anything missing from you?"

Following this reminder, the six people began to fumble in their pockets.

"All my magic potions are gone." Yu Liu's eyes were depressed.

Shang Sheng also said: "The mechanical pocket watch I was wearing was also taken away, and the wallet containing seashells and city bonds was also gone."

Yan Le grabbed her husband's arm nervously, with a sad expression on his face.

"I'm missing some jewelry and some money I had with me. It seems I was kidnapped."

The speaker was an older woman.

She was wearing a light blue cotton long-sleeved shirt with a white robe wrapped around it. She had some shallow wrinkles between her eyebrows and looked to be in her thirties. She held the hand of the little boy next to her and comforted him softly, showing the calmness of a mature woman and the strength of a mother.

"I think so." Zhuzhi nodded.

This mother is called Hua Wanrong, a businessman in the flower business. She has been in contact with the Valley of Gods in the East Continent for many years, especially focusing on the rose field. The five or six-year-old kid next to her is her son, Hua Zheng.

Many people in the East Continent know Hua Wanrong. It is said that her husband was a flying boat pilot who died in an accident during a circular flight, and then she took care of the child alone.

Zhu Zhi turned his eyes away from the mother and son and cast his eyes on the last person here.

It was an old man in a black robe. He was skinny and bald. He looked a little drowsy and always dozed off. He shrank his body, as if he was a little cold, and was very close to the fire.

At first, Zhu Zhi didn't want to receive elderly customers.

The elderly have many problems and poor memory. Many of them have major and minor diseases, and many of them are stingy. If they suddenly feel unwell or have an accident in the middle of the journey, it will be troublesome.

But who told this old man to give so much? He has a certain obsession and must go to the secret country for a tour.

Zhu Zhi asked someone to find out that this old man named Shalipa is a senior monk. He now lives in Yancheng and works in Baibao.

Shalipa has a good reputation among people. People say that he is a little old man who does not cause trouble to others and is generous, but his health is not very good. Monks used to practice hard in the past, and their bodies were damaged.

So Zhu Zhi made an exception and took him with him.

"Mr. Shalipa? Are you okay?" Zhu Zhi asked him politely.

"It's okay, it's okay." Shalipa said with a smile.

Then he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Shalipa wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, grinning to show the blood on his gums and teeth: "I have a little cough, maybe I caught a cold recently."

"..."

Zhu Zhi felt a little shaky under his feet.

I shouldn't have been greedy for the old man's tip!

This is still okay?

Zhu Zhi took a deep breath and sat down next to the old man: "What's wrong with you?"

"Just a little cough."

The old man muttered: "It will be fine after a good sleep."

"Tell the truth."

Zhu Zhi clenched his fists.

"...I'm sick." Old Sharipa said a little embarrassedly: "But don't worry, I won't die. I still have to go back to the Four Kingdoms and continue to practice under the guardian statue of the temple. We should be able to go back within ten days, right, Mr. Zhu Zhi?"

Ten days?

Zhu Zhi's face was ugly.

The amount of blood vomited by the old man, I don't know if he can survive a day.

I want money, not death!

In any business, death is a taboo and troublesome thing.

Zhu Zhi just wants to squeeze some money out of these travelers, search for all their belongings, and then try to get them to write letters home for ransom. Whether they can get it or not, they will let them go, and go through the intimidation process.

Kidnapping and robbery, that's a small matter. After all, the country of mystic arts is already in chaos, with all kinds of organizations mixed together, new and old gangs rampant, and the power of various old gods lurking in the dark.

It is normal for something to happen.

But if someone dies... then it will lead to the [Investigation Bureau] behind it.

This organization led by the apostle Hu Ni will be like a jackal smelling blood, and will come all the way. Even in the country of mystic arts, no one wants to face this kind of organization that can even arrest gods and apostles and put them in jail.

Please, don't die, old man, hold on for me...

Zhu Zhi prayed silently in his heart.

He does two businesses. One is the obvious travel guide, and the other is the cooperation with the [Red and White Society].

The Red and White Society was established in the Yao clan world, and was originally formed by a group of immigrants from the outside world.

In this name, red refers to the sour raspberries in the orchard, and white refers to the cotton grown in the field.

When immigrants come to Yao Country, all they can do is pick raspberries and make jam in the orchard, or plant and pick cotton in the field.

It is not that immigrants are prohibited from doing other jobs, but those positions have high requirements.

Either they need to have knowledge of mathematics, engineering, archaeology, biology, theology, trade, etc., or they must have one or two years of experience in smelting, navigation, mining, breeding, planting, textiles, cooking, etc., and these will be verified.

It is too difficult for immigrants to compete with locals. Yao people have basically received three to five years of basic school education, which is a big step higher. And due to the living environment, they usually know at least two to three languages.

In an environment with high thresholds and high competition, immigrants can only do hard work.

So they stick together, share what they have, and avoid being bullied.

With continuous development, the direction of the Red and White Society gradually shifted.

Because there is an unavoidable situation: compared with competing with the Yao locals who are too strong in hard power, it is better to do wild ways, which can make money much faster. Those immigrants who successfully broke through have entered the local circle and no longer need to stay in the Red and White Society.

So, the Red and White Society actually transformed into an underground gang, engaged in stealing and abduction. But they were soon severely cracked down by the public security station, and the leaders were arrested and imprisoned, and the remnants of the Red and White Society also moved to the Secret Art Country to regroup in this world full of gangs.

Zhu Zhi's hometown is a mountain outside the Huanshan City of Zhulu Country. He went to Shacheng to make a living very early, and then entered the world of the Yao Clan, and later connected with the Red and White Society.

He is not a member of the Red and White Society, but has a cooperative relationship with the Red and White Society.

Zhu Zhi has a clear view of himself.

He is not as hardworking as other Zhu people, and he is not smart, but he wants to make money. What should he do? Then take a wild way.

But Zhu Zhi also has his own principles.

Get money, try not to hurt people, and never kill people.

In this way, even if he is caught, there will be a day to get out.

Just like this plan, Zhu Zhi carefully selected the candidates for kidnapping: they must have some money, but not too much money to avoid too much influence, and these people must be willing to pay to avoid disasters, not those with sensitive identities, and not powerful extraordinary people.

After such a selection, these six passengers were selected.

It can be said that Zhu Zhi worked hard for a year to lead the passengers to travel safely and smoothly, just to pave the way for this big windfall.

In order to be real enough, he asked the Red and White Society to treat him and other passengers together, and not to treat them specially. This is also to better hide himself, so that he can act as an insider to observe and guide these hostages to pay.

At present, everything is going according to plan.

Except for the old man Shalipa next to him who was coughing up blood again.

"Do you smell smoke?" The fish man suddenly said.

Everyone looked around.

Zhu Zhi also found that wisps of smoke began to appear in the hut, and the smoke became thicker and thicker, and continued to pour into the closed house.

"They are going to burn us to death!"

"It's over! We have to run out!"

Everyone slapped and bumped around in panic, trying to find a way out.

Zhu Zhi was confused.

This is not right.

It's different from what was agreed.

Is it to show off first, and then ask them to write letters one by one to get the ransom?

Soon, Zhu Zhi knew that this was definitely not the case.

Because the temperature of the whole house was getting higher and higher, and the scorching outside was still intensifying.

Zhu Zhi was furious.

In this world, are there still rules? Is there still trust?

What is the Red and White Society doing?

A group of psychopaths!

Suddenly, there was a strange chanting and singing outside.

Old Shalipa suddenly became alert: "Kali, Kali... Kali, Kali... This is a ritual of worshipping the old gods."

"They worship the [Extinction Incarnation]. I've heard of this kind of prayer. Offering a living sacrifice to the ancient and powerful god of destruction, repeating his name and spell, and carrying out the whole ritual, you can get his gift..."

Zhu Zhi interrupted him: "Get to the point!"

"Oh. They built this black altar, and through the sacrificial ceremony, they awakened the monsters in the dark, and then let them eat us, and then gave these monsters to the gods to vent their righteous anger."

Zhu Zhi felt cold in his heart.

Isn't this fucking nonsense? For justice, there must be victims?

"Is there any way?"

"Yes, just get out."

"..."

Just when Zhu Zhi wanted to punch the old monk twice, the other party said: "Don't worry, this smoke is a kind of spice, we won't die here. The monsters in the dark are fully awakened, and they will not attack us immediately. They are also very irritated by being disturbed and awakened... So don't worry, take a rest."

Merceman Yu Liu scratched his head: "Why not hurry? Tell me how to get out?!"

"Wait."

Shalipa said softly: "Wait for those monsters to wake up, I will talk to them. It is said that they like people to struggle and beg for mercy, so as to get a perfect killing experience. I will try to slow down their attack."

Everyone looked suspicious.

Zhu Zhi finally calmed down at this time: "Just do as Mr. Shalipa said, everyone should take a rest first, and we can't lose our composure."