Dragon Hidden in the Sky

Chapter 1224: Four Types of People (1)

Ye Qing's expression shifted slightly, and he nodded, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, senior!"

The peddler rummaged in his pocket and took out something that looked a bit like a cigarette from Earth. He lit it, took a puff, and Ye Qing confirmed it was indeed a cigarette!

The smoke smelled faint and had a pleasant fragrance; it wasn't too unpleasant.

"Tell me, what do you know about this place?" the peddler said at that moment.

Ye Qing pondered for a moment, then looked at the peddler.

He always felt that something was off.

He came to this place only to find his Sky Shuttle, but along the way, he encountered a strange old woman, the people living in this village, and this so-called Heavenly Light, and then he survived!

It felt like everything had been arranged for him, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, looking at the peddler, he decided to follow his intuition. His intuition told him that the peddler was a good person.

Ye Qing pondered for a moment and said, "This place is known as Silent Hill from the outside. From the outside, everything here appears still and motionless. Moreover, no one from our side who enters here can ever leave, not even the Great Emperor!"

"After entering, we've noticed that Silent Hill is relatively safe during the day, but extremely dangerous at night. Only a few places seem relatively safe," Ye Qing said. "I suspect that the evil things in that space have already been eliminated beforehand."

"You even know about spatial abilities?" The peddler said, then suddenly realized, "That's right, you've met Long Xuan!"

"Does Senior Long Xuan know you, Senior?" Ye Qing asked in surprise.

The peddler nodded and said, "She is one of the most beautiful and charming people in our area, but I was not good enough for her back then!"

Ye Qing was speechless for a moment, then continued, "All I know about the Spirit Race and the six-winged angel is that they are like prison guards and the warden!"

Ye Qing pondered for a moment and said, "That's about all I know!"

"It's not a small amount!" the peddler said. "However, for some reason, Long Xuan didn't tell you everything. Perhaps her understanding of this world is limited to what she knows within her own space!"

The peddler took a deep breath and said, "But since there are some things she's unwilling to tell you, I'll try my best not to mention them either! I'll only tell you about the layout of this place and how to survive!"

At this point, he took another drag of his cigarette and said, "This place, as you said, is where the entire world has been divided into countless spaces. In these countless spaces live all kinds of creatures and humans. Over the long years, these things either die or become pollutants!"

"So now the whole world is filled with evil!" the peddler said. "Besides those who are imprisoned, there are four other types of people in this world!"

“The first type of people is the Spirit Race!” the peddler said. “Although the Spirit Race can move freely in this world, it is relative. For example, in this Spirit Hidden Village, they are only limited to the city of Verati and the space around Verati.”

"The Silent Hill you speak of has many places similar to Verati," the peddler said. "Each place like this has a village of Eldar. The Eldar used to be the inhabitants of this world. They have no energy, so they can silently conceal themselves, making them excellent scouts. But they betrayed us!"

"Hmm?" Ye Qing's expression shifted. "Betrayed?"

"Hmm, betrayed. These bastards thought they could get away with it just because they betrayed us..." He paused, then seemed to remember something, and sneered, "The result is the same: they were thrown into this abandoned space! Humph!"

At this point, he added bitterly, "I... am also a traitor!"

"Ah!" Ye Qing was stunned for a moment.

The peddler continued, "As you know, the Spirit Race are the prison guards of these places. Of course, there are strong and weak among them. Most of the Spirit Race members cannot afford to provoke the beings imprisoned in the space. However, they can conceal their forms, so most of the time they just wander around, looking for people who don't follow the rules!"

"And in each village, the strongest spirit race member is the woodcutter!" the peddler said, pointing to the old man in the distance.

"The woodcutter is there to deal with these unruly people!" the peddler said.

"What rules are you breaking?" Ye Qing asked.

“For example, leaving your own area,” the peddler said.

"Won't those who leave their own area be killed by the rules?" Ye Qing asked.

"The power of these rules is limited, and these rules restrict many things, so they can't punish everyone who leaves their place," the peddler said. "That's why the woodcutter will step in at this time. Most of these woodcutters are saints."

"So those firewood..." Ye Qing looked at the old man.

"That's not firewood!" the peddler said, looking at Ye Qing. "You have a pupil technique; you can use it to take a look!"

Ye Qing's heart stirred, and his eyes slowly turned white. At this moment, he realized that the so-called firewood was actually bones with bits of flesh on them, making it look extremely terrifying.

There was some blood dripping down from it.

That strange, fishy smell was most likely the smell of blood.

"Of course, the Spirit Clan has another function: to find outsiders. Those who are capable will deal with them, and those who are not will inform the woodcutter," the peddler said. "And the village where the Spirit Clan lives has certain rules. Outsiders who enter the village will be exposed to the sunlight, which will cause trouble even for Great Emperors!"

“I overheard them talking about this a few days ago. There are quite a few outsiders who have come to this place. I suppose it must be you!” the peddler said.

Then he took another puff of his cigarette and said, "The second type of person is someone like us, who are called peddlers!"