"Because Xin Qiang was very famous, the barbarians kept him and made an agreement with him. As long as Xin Qiang was willing to work for the barbarians, the ore excavated would be divided equally between 30 and 70.
In order to continue saving money, Xin Qiang agreed to the barbarian's conditions, but bad luck soon struck."
"It is said that it was a cold winter day. When Xin Qiang and a few companions were working in the mine, they suddenly dug up a piece of Yuntie Essence."
"Spirit!"
The miners made a sound of surprise, "Is it the best ore?"
"Yes, the soul is the name of the extremely pure ore, and there is only one in a million ores.
The number of spirits is extremely rare, and their value is far greater than ordinary ores. Even if a miner works diligently for thirty years, he may not be able to see a single spirit."
Mi Zhen explained.
"It's a good thing to dig up souls. Why do you say bad luck is coming?"
Some people are confused.
Mi Zhen did not answer, but continued the story: "Xin Qiang, who dug up the soul, was very happy. As long as he divided the accounts according to the barbarian's conditions, he could save enough money to go home and marry the girl.
He happily handed over his soul to the barbarians and asked to leave."
Li Xuan blinked, he was very clear about the greed and cruelty of those barbarians.
The naive Xin Qiang thought he had found the key to happiness, but unexpectedly, what he opened was the door to hell.
Sure enough, Mi Zhen said: "What Xin Qiang didn't expect was that the barbarians were greedy. They refused to pay Xin Qiang as agreed, and were afraid that Xin Qiang would spread the news about the spirit, so they made murderous intentions."
"It was a very cold winter day. Xin Qiang was tied up by the barbarians and thrown into the ravine. The heavy snow covered him and his body gradually became stiff.
Before he froze to death, Xin Qiang bit off his tongue, leaving a shocking curse on the snow."
As Mi Zhen's tone became deeper and deeper, the hearts of the miners were also clenched together. The silence under the mine was like death, and everyone was silent to listen to the end of the story.
"The content of the curse is that as long as this mine produces souls again, there will be rivers of blood..." Mi Zhen said.
After a while of silence, someone asked: "Is this curse effective?"
Mi Zhen chuckled: "Don't go too far, let's just say that two years ago, someone dug out a black iron soul the size of an egg.
A water leak occurred the next day and twenty miners died.
It is said that the time ten years ago was even worse. Only one golden soul was dug out in the morning, and two mines collapsed in the afternoon, killing a total of 115 people.
Do you think this curse is effective?"
Everyone shuddered, even Li Xuan felt a dark wind passing by his neck, as if there was really a resentful ghost wandering in the mine, cursing loudly.
"It is because of this vicious curse and the countless miners who died that this place is called the Death Mine.
Those beautiful and valuable pieces of metal were all obtained by the miners with their lives and blood!"
At the end of Mi Zhen's words, his tone trembled, and his sentences were full of hatred and anger.
Some people shed tears, probably because they thought of the girl waiting for them to return home; some people turned pale, maybe because Xin Qiang's tragic experience reminded them of themselves; some people looked calm, but there were endless worries brewing in their hearts.
of storm.
Li Xuan looked at them from a distance and suddenly thought of the folks in Vanilla Village.
Although he is a reborn time traveler with roots in a distant earth, he has parents in this life, a girl he likes, and is still full of feelings for this world.
Xin Qiang's story touched Li Xuan's hard-hearted heart, and he secretly thought: When they leave, help them. As for whether they can escape from this ghost place, it depends on their luck.
"Hey, you don't need to work anymore?"
Just when the atmosphere was gloomy, a barbarian supervisor came over at an inappropriate time and yelled at the miners fiercely.
The miners got up one after another, wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, concealed the timidity and anger in their hearts, and began to work tinklingly.
Mi Zhen glanced at the barbarian, and finally his eyes fell on Li Xuan. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, obviously with a hint of contempt and threat.
Li Xuan knew that Mi Zhen was warning him not to tell the barbarians what happened just now.
He shrugged his shoulders indifferently and made a kind gesture towards Mi Zhen.
Mi Zhen then turned his head and taught the young miners how to dig.
"Pang Juan, keep an eye on these guys and don't allow them to be lazy.
Master Chen Xuan will come here for inspection later, and he will cause trouble for your own good."
The barbarian patrolled around and walked up to Li Xuan and said.
"Chen Xuan is coming?"
Li Xuan was stunned.
If you meet that guy at close range, will you be recognized?
...When the footsteps sounded in the empty mine, there were waves of echoes.
The chaotic footsteps were mixed with voices introducing the specific conditions of the Death Mine. Surrounded by a group of barbarians, Chen Xuan inspected several mining sites. The current one was already the fifth destination of this trip.
"Master, there is a vein of cloud iron nearby. The cloud iron produced is of high quality. It has been excavated for three years and is used to supply more than a hundred workshops in the south."
Following the voice of the barbarian guide, Chen Xuan and his party appeared in the mine.
The guide was frothing at the mouth as he introduced various aspects of this mineral vein, but Chen Xuan's mind was not focused on that at all.
From the first step into this mine, his eyes fell on Li Xuan.
Li Xuan was mingling among a group of miners, waving his pickaxe one after another. He controlled his muscles to keep his movements consistent with the others.
But Chen Xuan's eyes were like thorns on his back, and he immediately stared at him.
"As expected of an expert..." Li Xuan thought to himself.
In fact, most of Chen Xuan's energy was spent on Kanyu, but even so, his keen sensing ability still allowed him to notice Li Xuan.
Chen Xuan glanced at Li Xuan's back with some confusion. He always felt that this figure was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
Shaking his head and rubbing his temples, Chen Xuan thought to himself: Could it be that he hasn't had a good rest recently and he recognized the wrong person.
Little did he know that Li Xuan, who had his back turned to him, was helpless.
Li Xuan could feel Chen Xuan's eyes turning around on him, and couldn't help but secretly complain.
He was not afraid of being recognized by Chen Xuan. The worst result would be a mass killing.
But there was no news about Xuan Tie's spirit yet, so Li Xuan was really a little unwilling. After thinking about it, he felt that it was better not to act rashly, as he might be able to get away with it.
"Master, what do you think of the mineral veins here?"
While Chen Xuan was hesitating, the barbarian guide beside him asked.
"Well, it's not bad..." Chen Xuan said perfunctorily.
"There is also a mineral vein over there that produces emeralds. I heard that the master has done in-depth research on gemstone veins. Why don't you give us some pointers to see where else we can dig out gemstones nearby."
The guide said again.
The word "gem" flashed through Chen Xuan's mind, seeming to give him some clue.