pertwk Chapter 2501 Being targeted
Chapter 2501 Being targeted
Chapter 2501 Being targeted
Can ordinary humans meddle in the experiments of the Heavenly Demon?
Ling Jinbao laughed and said, "Yanxia Bay is heavily guarded, so we need to find a way to infiltrate it. The Emperor means that Baisong City is likely closely related to it. If we can find out this connection, it might be easier to start with Baisong City."
The little stone man nodded, understanding.
Ling Jinbao turned to He Lingchuan and said, "The beast demon just said that there are many caravans going in and out of Baisong City, but there is only one road to the north of Baisong City, and it basically only transports things to one place."
Yanxia Bay.
“It’s located in a remote area, not on a trade route, and the yield from farming is meager, yet it can still support such a large population. Interesting.” He Lingchuan then said to Dong Rui and Ling Jinbao, “Let’s find an excuse to go into the city and take a look around.”
Before Aunt Zhu could speak, he said in advance, "Auntie, please go to the cardamom garden."
The Spider Queen was disgruntled, but she also knew that her unique appearance made her an easy target for others.
Ling Jinbao asked with great interest, "Let's go in pretending to be merchants?"
He's done this kind of thing quite often before.
And after staying on Mother Earth's back for so long, he also wanted to get down and walk around to breathe some fresh air.
Dong Rui shook his head: "That's not appropriate. I followed a convoy before. They came out of Baisong City, and there were about fifty large trucks. From what I observed, only about ten of the trucks here were carrying heavy loads. The rest were mostly empty, and the tire tracks were very shallow."
Didn't get a good load on the return trip?
For a caravan to make money, the most important thing is to go out fully loaded and return fully loaded. They should transport goods to their destination, sell them, buy new goods, and then transport them to the next location. This is the most efficient way to make money. Long-distance trade also requires a high rate of empty wagons; if a caravan can't find goods, it won't want to go there again.
“I suspect this is an isolated case for one caravan. I followed three other caravans, and they were basically the same. They went in fully loaded and came out empty,” Dong Rui said. “They only travel one way, which means this place doesn’t have any special products. Caravans shouldn’t like coming here, so how come it’s bustling with activity like this?”
He Lingchuan made the decision: "It seems there are some special circumstances in the city. We can't pretend to be independent merchants. It would be best to find a caravan to sneak in."
……
With He Lingchuan's efficiency, three hours later, he, Dong Rui, and Ling Jinbao blended into a convoy and entered the main gate of Baisong City without any hindrance.
With the mirage in hand, it was not difficult to impersonate the team members, while the three real team members were stuffed into Mother Earth's embrace.
This caravan came from Camel City, ninety miles away, and was carrying fuel, knives, and candy. According to the caravan members, the caravan would deliver goods to Baisong City every ten days or so, stay in the city for one or two nights, unload the goods, and leave. They rarely purchased new goods from Baisong City, so the empty return trip rate was indeed very high.
So what if the price is high? The caravan owners don't care. They're happy to run errands for others and have an easy life.
Who was the owner of that caravan? Several wealthy merchants from Camel City were said to have official connections. These caravan drivers also mentioned that other cities were also sending supplies to White Pine City, and they often encountered other caravans on the road.
When asked how the people of Baisong City made a living, the three porters thought for a moment and said that there were mines, large lakes, and farmlands outside the city.
The Earth Mother's avatar, a small stone figure, whispered to He Lingchuan, "This entire White Pine City is protected by a barrier that prevents earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magical escape technique)."
After the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been restored, although Xuanjing is not as rare as before, which city would keep the barrier of prohibition open at all times?
Creating barriers is very expensive.
Why would a small country or town, especially a remote town, activate such a barrier? Is there a monster nearby that is skilled in earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magical ability) and likes to sneak into the town to eat people?
The city gate guards were not strict in checking the passing convoys; they would just look at the leader's credentials and let them pass.
Just then, the clouds parted and the sun shone brightly on the city gate. He Lingchuan took two steps, glanced at his companions, and then froze.
Huh?
One look from him and Dong Rui knew something was wrong. He asked in a low voice:
"how?"
"It's nothing." He Lingchuan smiled. "I think the fried cakes sold at that stall by the wall look pretty good."
Ling Jinbao immediately said, "I think so too, I'll go buy a few."
He hurriedly left the group and quickly bought six fried cakes, some with sugar filling, some with red bean paste filling, and some with vegetable filling.
However, from He Lingchuan's perspective, everyone in the convoy, including the three of them, had a yellow thread stuck to their bodies!
He was quite familiar with this thing:
The gaze of God!
Usually, only those who have been to a temple and have been targeted by the gods will be marked with this mark, even if they have never been to a temple.
However, they had just passed through the city gate.
He Lingchuan looked back and could still see the crowd queuing outside through the city gate.
This makes it clear that under the same sunlight, people waiting to enter the city are clean and have nothing on them, but after passing through the city gate, they have this yellow line on their bodies.
Did the gods mistake the city gate for the temple gate? Outsiders who go in and out end up with a tracking mark on their bodies.
Seeing this, He Lingchuan felt relieved. Everyone who came in had one, so they weren't specifically targeting the three of them.
Which god is so idle as to mark the passersby?
However, this also means that there must be something strange about Baisong City, otherwise there wouldn't be a god specifically keeping it under his nose and monitoring it so closely.
However, the three spies whose identities they impersonated had entered and exited Baisong City multiple times before, and they did not have this thread on them when they were arrested.
He Lingchuan was quite certain, because there was sunlight at the time.
This suggests that the divine gaze does not follow continuously; it may withdraw once the object is far from the city.
That's most likely the case, because there are quite a few merchants and travelers entering and leaving the city every day. It's unrealistic for the gods to keep an eye on everyone for their entire lives.
Perhaps they are more concerned about the whereabouts of outsiders in White Pine City? In other words, the gods or local authorities know as soon as outsiders enter White Pine City.
Interesting, this trip was definitely to the right place.
He Lingchuan kept quiet and walked along the street with his companions, munching on fried cakes.
To be honest, these fried cakes were crispy on the outside and chewy on the inside, with a delicate filling. They were unexpectedly delicious, and Ling Jinbao even wanted to go back and buy a few more.
The city of Baisong before me was surprisingly bustling, with shops lining the streets, a dazzling array of goods, and citizens coming and going.
He Lingchuan looked at the people in the sunlight and saw that most of them did not have yellow lines on their bodies.
Only these outsiders were marked.
Or to be more precise, only those who have recently entered or exited the city gates are followed by the gaze of the gods.
As Dong Rui passed through the market, he glanced inside and saw a family slaughtering a pig. The large, fat pig was squealing loudly, and the common people were watching. A woman even took out some money to buy the meat. Her face was red, as if she had a rash.
(End of this chapter)