"call......"

He picked up the wooden stick next to him, picked the firewood in the fire, and blew on it.

The fire under the pot started to burn brightly again.

"Come on, eat some fruit first, and you'll have soup later."

Bai Luo casually threw a piece of fruit to Wan Yan and said.

Then, like a magic trick, he dug out all kinds of supplies from the Qiuqiu people's boxes.

Wan Yan, who didn't have much experience in surviving in the wild, was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t this person really the reincarnation of Qiuqiu?

But looking at the very tempting fruit in her hand, she didn't have any idea.

"Sorry, you better eat it, I don't have much appetite."

Putting the fruit back beside Bai Luo, Wan Yan whispered.

Then she stared blankly at the flames dancing under the pot, and became stunned.

"I really don't understand good people's hearts. Those who can eat the fruit from my hands are either gods or immortals or evil spirits. Ordinary people don't have this honor."

Bai Luo casually picked up the fruit that Wan Yan returned. After rubbing it on his body a few times, he hesitated for a while and still didn't bite it.

Even if this thing is not a sunset fruit, every time Bai Luo tries to eat the fruit in his hand, he will go through a fierce ideological struggle.

Because he can never be sure whether the fruit he bites next will be sweet.

However, Wan Yan obviously did not believe his words.

She admitted that as the executive officer of Solstice, "Dadalia"'s status was definitely higher than she imagined.

But gods and immortals are no longer easily accessible to ordinary people, so how could they have such a relationship with him.

Maybe it was just in a temple-like place where fruits and the like were once offered?

So, Bai Luo never lies.

But how many people are willing to believe what he says is not necessarily true.

"You seem to know this place very well."

Seeing Bai Luo busy in front of the pot, Wan Yan couldn't help but ask.

This was also a question she had wanted to ask before.

"Are you talking about this Qiuqiu people camp or this ruins?"

After turning out two relatively clean porcelain bowls, Bai Luo asked rhetorically.

The Qiuqiu people underground are still not as good as those on the ground.

In any case, the Qiuqiu people on the ground use pottery made by humans themselves.

Maybe it's a little broken, but it's quite in line with human aesthetics.

The pottery used by the Qiuqiu people who were sealed underground were either sacrificial objects left by the followers of the Salt God, or they were fired by themselves.

It's already pretty good to be able to find these two that Bai Luo thinks are useful.

"They are all there. Could it be that you are too..."

"Do you want to talk about Yin Yuan Hall?"

Bai Luo's words to Yin Yuan Hall silenced Wan Yan again.

Yinyuan Hall is one of the eight gates in Liyue.

The so-called Eight Gates are institutions managed by Qixing, covering almost all walks of life in Liyue, making it easier for Qixing to manage them.

Thousands of years ago, Emperor Yanwang pacified the gods, the immortals and yakshas settled in their respective places, and Liyue returned to its former peace.

But the demon gods have been fighting for thousands of years. Even though the demon god of the stove, known as the God of Earth, integrated all his power into the earth and calmed down all kinds of disasters in Liyue, there was still depression everywhere.

Therefore, the residents of Liyue at that time were merchants and craftsmen, and their best people united into a whole, and the prototype of the current Seven Stars was born.

The ancient historian Zi Chang once translated the stone inscriptions that recorded the history of Liyue in ancient times and compiled a history book called "Stone Book Collection". There is this sentence in it.

"There are eight gates under the jurisdiction of the seven stars, covering all internal and external industries."

It is precisely because of the existence of these seven stars and eight gates that Liyue is so prosperous.

Yin Yuan Hall is in charge of the salt industry in Liyue. Any transactions and affairs related to salt must be handled through Yin Yuan Hall.

It can be said that it controls the lifeblood of the entire Liyue salt industry.

Many people don't know that most people in Silver Plains Hall were actually Heulia's followers.

"You approached Roger and the others as an archaeologist, but you were actually afraid that they would exclude you, right?"

Wan Yan is from Yin Yuan Hall, but Bai Luo actually knew it from the beginning.

Not only did he know the plot, but Wan Yan also never thought of concealing his identity as one of the Eight Sects. The Fools found the corresponding information with just a quick search.

Bai Luo has always been curious about why Wan Yan approached Roger as an archaeologist and funded them.

Thinking about it now...if Wan Yan said that she was from Yin Yuan Hall, she probably wouldn't have a chance to join Roger and the others.

In Roger's view, the Seven Stars and Eight Sects are their enemies.

As a member of the Seven Stars and Eight Sects, Wan Yan definitely had some intentions in joining them.

Even if Wan Yan is really a follower of the Salt God Heulia.

As for trying to reason with Roger and the others...does it make sense?

Reasoning with fools will only allow them to bring you to the same level as them, and then you will be defeated by their rich experience as fools.

Wan Yan did doubt whether Bai Luo was from Yin Yuan Hall, because no matter how he looked at it, he knew the Demon God of Salt too well.

But when she was in Yinyuan Hall before, she had never seen anyone like Bai Luo.

"No need to guess, I'm not from Yinyuan Hall. If I were the real one, you wouldn't be able to get here or enter this ruins."

Bai Luo said while stirring the vegetable soup in the pot.

And his words also stunned Wan Yan for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

Although Bai Luo didn't say it directly, no matter how you heard it, it seemed like he was saying that the people in Yin Yuan Hall didn't want this ruin to see the light of day again.

"Do you remember the contract we signed before?"

Bai Luo stopped what he was doing and looked at Wan Yan.

He felt it was time to reveal some information to this silly girl.

"You promised me that you would tell me some things, such as who sealed this ruins."

Bai Luo has always called Wan Yan a silly girl, but if she was really a silly girl, she would not have chosen to join Roger and the others as an archaeologist, let alone take over the entire organization's finances, operations, etc.

Work.

All I can say is...maybe in Bai Luo's opinion, she is indeed a bit stupid.

In fact, she still has some brains.

"The seal of this ruins is indeed related to Morax, but the people who have prevented you from entering here all these years and have caused you trouble again and again are actually the people from Silver Plains Hall."

After adding some firewood to the pot, Bai Luo said aloud.

And his words made Wan Yan, who was sitting next to the fire, suddenly stand up.

"This is impossible! Everyone has been helping me!"

Yes, both the story of Heulia and the funds for researching Heulia were given to her by the seniors of the Silver Plains Hall. Even the topics she asked for research were all through the Silver Plains Hall. How could it be?

.....how come......

"Then guess, why do you have such a strong relationship and be so careful every time, only to be destroyed accurately?"

"Why do they have the secret to unlocking the seal, but they don't want to tell you?"
Chapter completed!