The Mighty Sword of Legend

Chapter 5

"Wenyue." Ben now seemed to have regained his calm. "Do you mean that there are demons sealed inside?"

"Yes," replied Han Wenyue.

"Then, why have I entered so many ancient graves? Have the temples never seen something like this before?"

Han Wenyue smiled bitterly. "I really don't know how to explain it. More than a decade ago, the country still thinks ghosts are the product of imagination. What about now? The science recognizes the matter of the soul, isn't it?"

He frowned and said, "Yes."

"So from this point of view, is the ancient people behind us right, or the modern people who have improved right?"

At first, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Indeed, this was an extremely simple example. Modern science classified the matter of a soul as a random brainwave, and then interpret situations like 'spirit' and 'possessed' as the brainwaves of a living person. This couldn't be considered a tremendous advancement of science, after all, more than ten years ago, science didn't recognize the existence of something like 'ghost'. However now, there were many scientists who boldly suggested a hypothesis, for example, death wasn't the last, but rather a brainwave that was able to survive in another space. However, this type of hypothesis couldn't be considered new at all, because religion had long broken down several hundred years ago.

It seemed like Han Wenyue wasn't expecting her answer at all. She continued without thinking, "The existence of things that we haven't seen before is a mistake in how humans treat things. Of course, on the other hand, this is also a process that humans recognize. In reality, many creatures that we don't know are filled with the space we live in. Some lead an ordinary life like that of a human's, while others are somewhat dangerous. To be honest, the main business of my detective agency is handling such 'dangerous'. As for why you have never encountered such a thing, the reason, to a large extent, is that such a situation requires a particular environment and a certain moment."

Standing aside, Zhao Zhiqiu seemed to have expected nothing to happen when he heard this. He looked at Han Wenyue up and down as if it was the first time he had seen her. "How come I've never heard you mention it?"

"Of course." Han Wenyue smiled and shrugged. "It's better to be low-key when dealing with this kind of thing."

He fell silent again. "Han Wenyue has watched him grow up. He never tells lies, let alone boasting. He is always calm and cautious, and his ability to adapt is still stronger than his children. That's why I like him so much. Now that he said so, he must have his reasons. But it's still hard for me to believe such an absurd thing." Thinking of this, my curiosity prevailed me again. "Since I have never seen such an opportunity, I have to see it as an archaeologist myself."

"Wenyue, if the danger is as dangerous as you said, will you still go?"

"Yes, this is a very important commission. It must be completed," Han Wenyue replied.

"Then I'll go with you." He seemed to be in high spirits and kept fiddling with the pipe in his hand.

Han Wenyue was speechless. Indeed, she knew this uncle of hers very well. He was very curious. Otherwise, his hobby would not be archaeological.

He was about to say something, but he seemed to know what he was going to say. He said first, "First of all, whether there is really such a danger is still to be confirmed. Secondly, aren't you an expert in handling this matter? Isn't it a pity that I don't open my eyes to such a good opportunity? Also, I am still skeptical about this kind of thing, at least for now."

Han Wenyue forced a smile and turned to Zhao Zhiqiu. "Zhiqiu, in your opinion, how terrible is the situation?"

"I don't know." Zhao Zhiqiu's answer was very straightforward. "When we arrive at Han Mo, we will understand."

After all, Han Mo was the nearest place to the Sleeping Tower. If there was any problem, the people there should have seen some strange signs. Even though it was already burnt to the ground, it seemed a little late for them to turn back now. In addition, he was a curious and energetic uncle. Even if he didn't go this time, it was difficult to guarantee that he would go to some more dangerous places next time. If anything went wrong, he would regret it for a lifetime. With him around, even if the situation was bad, he believed that it was not impossible to escape with his own ability.

Thinking of this, Han Wenyue frowned and nodded slowly. She didn't forget to add, "Uncle, please listen to me for the time being."

He was smiling.

At this moment, the driver at the front row moved towards the railway seat. "Mr. O'Moldes, you'll arrive at Hanmo in about 1.30 minutes."

This sentence made everyone in the car excited, and Jack, who had been quiet for a while in the back row, began to dance again, singing a song in the style of a song. Even the indifferent Zhao Zhiqiu looked out of the window.

He lifted his wrist and looked at his watch. It was 1.50. It seemed that he would arrive before dark.

###Chapter3,Han Mo

A sparse bush gradually appeared outside the car window. This was a sign that it was close to water sources. The people inside the car began to look out in excitement. The yellow sand that filled their eyes also seemed to be full of vitality.

Kelvin was still so quiet and taciturn. For him, this great desert gave him the feeling of returning home, because this was where his earliest training for joining the mercenaries was. Even though they spent most of their time working in a few private financial groups, not needing to constantly be on guard against the enemy's sneak attacks and desert's threats like before, this place still occupied the most important part of his memories. He even had the feeling that if he were to die one day, he would hope that God would make him die here.

"Hey, I just saw a rabbit running over!" Jack was in high spirits again. He patted Kelvin's shoulder with one hand and looked out of the window.

Kelvin turned around and gave Jack a look. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile that wasn't easy to detect. Eight years ago, Kelvin, for the sake of earning medical expenses for his younger brother who was seriously ill, joined the ranks of mercenaries. Unfortunately, his life-saving money couldn't save his younger brother's life, becoming the biggest wound in Kelvin' heart. If it wasn't for the words his younger brother left behind before his death that urged him to continue living well, he might have long given up his own life to accompany his younger brother that was dependent heavily on him. Three years ago, a new soldier made him feel as if his younger brother had returned to his side. This person was Jack. Jack's character was similar to his younger brother, one who was almost neurotic and cheerful. He liked to smile and make fun, just like his younger brother who had died. The difference was that Jack had a healthy body. Meanwhile, Jack's birth was a mystery as well, because apart from his gender, there wasn't any data on his file that was useful. In reality, joining the army wasn't as complex as joining a standard army either, because you were almost willing to kill others, and you weren't scared of being killed, you could become a mercenary. Of course, this was just the worst standard for a mercenary. Kelson didn't care about these things. In his opinion, this was a serious meeting arranged by god for him and his younger brother. In private, his care and care far exceeded what other people would receive, and in 'work', he was exceptionally strict towards Jack.

"So this is Han Mo Village?" A sigh of admiration pulled back Hill's memories.

There was a large village in front of them. Strictly speaking, it looked more like a town, because it was too lively here. There were camels everywhere, many men dressed in Areabs, and some women in Areabs with water tanks and veils on their heads. Several mud huts not far away, tents that seemed to be irregular, plus a few trees, it gave people a feeling of returning to nature. For example, if they could remove the cars not far away.

The car stopped in front of a large-scale earth construct at the center of the town. "Mr. Ben, this is the best and only hotel we can find within a radius of a thousand miles. Please accept my offer." The passenger seat said with an apologetic smile.

He shrugged indifferently and said, "That's it. The guide I hired also made an appointment to wait for me here." Then he opened the car door and got out of the car.

When everyone got off their cars, a burly man with a bushy beard rushed out from the door. Laughing loudly, he spread his arms wide and walked towards Samon and Fitzdurk. In pure English, he said, "Look who's here. My true friends, my dear champion and friend." Then, he gave the two a passionate embrace, and continuously slapped their backs with his hands. Sado seemed to be a little introverted. After the embrace, he retreated to one side, and while looking at Fitzdurk and the bearded man, he explained to me, "In the middle of the follow-up matches that we've done in two pulling matches. This is the boss of this hotel."

At this time, Fitzly also pulled that robust boss over. "This is our..." Fitzdurk suddenly realized that he didn't know how to call himself.

"I'm their friend, and my name is Ben." Ben's words came at the right time. He stretched out his hand while introducing himself. The man glanced at the two drivers, who looked a little embarrassed, and then stretched out his hand after taking a quick glance at his book. "My name is Kabradhabi. Nice to meet you, sir. Welcome to Han Mo." Obviously, this savvy boss suddenly realized that he had a strong background. Maybe it was because of businessmen' intuition?

Kavaqi greeted the others, and then asked people to move their belongings in with his loud voice. After opening the best room, he warmly greeted them to enter.

Inside the door was a completely different world. In the middle of the spacious hall was a pool, and in the middle of it towered a naked female sculpture holding a water bottle. Clear water continuously sprayed from the bottle. Behind the pool were two sets of carpet-covered stairs, which branched upstairs, with crystal chandelier hanging on the roof. I really didn't expect that the simple and crude house inside was so luxurious.

Seeing the astonished look on everyone's faces, Kabradhabi couldn't help but feel a little proud and explained, "This is the most luxurious hotel in this area. Many nobles and nobles like to come here, and Hanmo has not only a good scenery but also no sandstorm. It's paradise!" Then he pointed to the white-skinned people who passed by from time to time, "These are retired guests, and some of them have come to my place for the fourth time."

He didn't seem to pay attention to these things and suddenly asked, "Mr. Kabradhabi, has anything strange happened here recently?"

Kavaqi was stunned. "You mean the violence? No, things like that never happen here. The nearby armed forces have a good relationship with me, and such a situation will never happen. What's more, we have our own armed forces." He patted his chest confidently as he spoke.

The tall guy smiled bitterly and seemed to have no idea what Zhao Zhiqiu was asking. Behind him, Han Wenyue looked at Zhao Zhiqiu, who seemed to have no reaction to his words.