"Do you want money or food?" The man in charge of distributing "bricks" at the table glanced at the cart behind Feng Xue and asked immediately.
However, the other party was just asking a routine question, because before Feng Xue could speak, he had already picked up three bran bricks - which represented the three corpses on the cart behind Feng Xue.
Feng Xue had no intention of talking nonsense. After scanning the identification function of the golden finger and confirming that each piece had at least 100 towers of [knowledge], he immediately took the bran brick and stuffed it into the backpack that traveled with him.
Pull the cart and follow the corpse collectors who are walking in front.
But what gave him a headache was that after walking about five or six hundred meters, the people in front suddenly separated.
"Ah... are the destinations different?" Feng Xue frowned immediately, hesitating who should follow him. After a brief thought, his eyes locked on a man who looked to be in his thirties and had a chin.
He has a beard that looks like an artist's, but he wears a rather antique style of vertical brown.
It was this guy who defrauded him of a brick on the day he just crossed over.
Feng Xue retracted her hand into her sleeve and held the short knife hidden there. Feng Xue was extremely glad that she went to visit the exhibition before traveling through time. Although this Assassin's Creed costume did not have any actual defense, the sleeve that fixed the hidden sword at least
Can provide a place to store weapons.
As if hearing the sound of wheels rubbing from behind, the man immediately turned his head warily. At the same time, Feng Xue also noticed that his left hand had already reached into his arms. Needless to say, there must be some weapon hidden there.
However, after seeing Feng Xue, he suddenly relaxed a little. While dragging the cart with six or seven corpses in it, he continued to move forward and said in a somewhat admonishing tone:
"Isn't this the new guy here? The job of collecting corpses is not suitable for newcomers!"
"Oh? Isn't it just collecting corpses? Is there any other way to do it?" Feng Xue half-truthed, showing a look of ignorance. The man narrowed his eyes slightly, took out a bran brick and threw it away, and then said:
"Of course, otherwise how could it be worth the price? But this can be regarded as the cost of saving your life. Give me a brick and I will tell you!"
Although 300 towers had just been credited, Feng Xue was still hesitant. After all, this was only for three days. Plus the remaining amount, if he didn't find a new job in four days, he would still have to die.
However, his hesitation did not last long, because the three days since time travel had made him realize that work in this weird place was far more difficult to get than he imagined.
He carefully took out a brick from the bag, but did not throw it to the man immediately. Instead, he followed the other man's example and threw the half-palp-sized brick away:
"You go ahead and say it, I'm here anyway."
As he spoke, his consciousness concentrated, and a warm current flowed into his body along the bran bricks, and he also clearly felt that the time he could stay in this world was extended for another day - that feeling, just
It's like the countdown in the upper right corner of the field of view has added twenty-four hours.
"Okay." The man was surprisingly easy to talk to, but he deliberately tightened his expression and said in a slightly sinister tone:
"These corpses may become a bad omen!"
"Bad omen? What is that?" Feng Xue was a little confused for a moment when she heard the other party's tone, which was like telling a ghost story. The man was stunned when he heard the words, and then said as if he had just remembered:
"I forgot you were new here."
As he spoke, he patted his head and explained:
"The bad omen is a vicious ghost story. Almost everything in this world is made of [consciousness], but only the [consciousness] possessed by the [real thing] can be eaten. The [consciousness] of the [counterfeit] is almost solidified, and it is basically
It cannot be absorbed, and the [consciousness] in the bodies of us [creatures] is also imprinted. If someone eats the [consciousness] with the imprint... well, to put it bluntly, it means eating a person, then his [consciousness] will be
It will be polluted, sedimented, and eventually turn into an irrational monster. That thing is called a bad omen."
After realizing that the piece of dog shit that caused the murder when he first time traveled was probably the "real thing", Feng Xue then asked: "Is this bran brick the [real thing]? Then what is the [fake thing]? The imprint
What is it again?"
"All things that are not living things and are not real things. The soil, walls, air, and clothes on your body in this world are all fakes. As for the marks..."
Having said this, the man showed a somewhat disdainful smile:
"That's not information that can be bought with just a few bricks."
"Okay, let's talk about the corpses. Why do these corpses turn into bad omens?"
Feng Xue was very good at restraining her curiosity and turned the topic back with almost no hesitation. The man didn't pay much attention to this and naturally followed Feng Xue's question:
"It's not 'will' become, but 'may' become. All living things that die due to reasons other than the exhaustion of [consciousness] have the residue of [consciousness] in their bodies, and these [consciousness] are in the process of settling.
There may be [elements] in it, well... you don’t need to know this. In short, if certain conditions are met, they will become a bad omen. Although the chance is very small, it still exists, and small landfills like ours
District, one bad omen can completely destroy it.”
"Elements..." Feng Xue couldn't help but think of the items displayed in his golden finger's identification function, kept this word in his heart, and then said:
"So the purpose of collecting corpses is to transfer them to a place specially designed to handle them? But why don't everyone take the same route?"
"Deal with it?" The man sneered, then shook his head and said:
"How can we deal with it? Those of us who collect corpses just throw the corpses into the wild. As long as we leave the city, this bad omen of corpse transformation will not cause any trouble. As for why they were separated? Of course, because the more corpses there are,
The risk of corpse transformation is getting bigger! Okay, it’s time for us to separate, please give me the brick."
Feng Xue nodded, took a brick from her bag and threw it to the man. When the man received the brick, he was slightly stunned, and then said with some surprise:
"I thought you were going to be a little clever."
"You dare to pull so many corpses and know so much information. Even if you are not a hidden master, you must have two brushes. There is no need to fall out with you over a brick." Feng Xue responded calmly, but
He was also ready to hand over everything and beg for mercy.
In just a few words, he had already sucked up two bricks. Even if the other party had evil intentions to rob him, there would be nothing to gain.
The man obviously had no intention of doing such a thankless thing. He just nodded: "He is quite smart. It seems that he can live longer. My surname is Li. You can just call me Lao Li. What will happen in the future?"
If you want to ask anything, just come to me. Of course, there is a fee."
"Then you can call me Xiao Feng." Feng Xue nodded in agreement. Seeing Lao Li turn around, she hurriedly said:
"Then what, which way should I go?"
"Have you seen the city wall? Walk along this road to the city wall, and then just find a door to go out. But remember to avoid the guarded door, there is farmland outside." Lao Li waved his hand with his back to Feng Xue.
, turned around and walked onto a fork in the road. Before leaving, he suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back to explain: "Outside the city is the territory of bad omens. If you plan to continue doing this job, it is best not to focus on one place.
"
Feng Xue, who was turning around to look at something, was startled by Lao Li's sudden turning back. It wasn't until the other party actually disappeared from sight that he breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention to the body on the cart behind him again. He frowned and looked at
When his eyes focused on one of the corpses, two lines of small words appeared again -
Name: Corpse (Male)
Elements: [Human], [Male], [Suffocation], [Death], wertu@%ys#@%%$&%i…… This chapter has been completed!