Chapter 51: Famine Mountain Village (1/2)
Oh humiliation.
Zong Jiu squinted his eyes.
He threw the apple to Anthony casually, ”Stop playing.”
The latter was looking at him with a bad look. When the Apple flew over, he thought it was a sneak attack, and subconsciously raised his hand to block it. Unexpectedly, his nails would pierce directly into the flesh and make a ”puff” sound.
”What do you mean?” The half-vampire was splashed with apple juice, and his expression looked even worse.
The white-haired young man waved his hand with a sad expression, ”I'm tired and don't want to fight anymore.”
Hearing that, Anthony's anger was directly raised by another level.
He stared at Zong Jiu's back with a pair of red eyes open, and he warned himself to be calm and not to forget his majesty's order.
What I have to say is...Although Lin Guoxing said to him when he was in the Tsuchiya, Anthony adhered to the hesitation attitude, but all the hesitation finally disappeared under that corner of the yellow talisman.
It turns out that the magician is really a ghost.
As long as there are more than five people accusing the same person of being an inner ghost, after confirmation by the main system, they can work with other trainees to kill the inner ghost. All trainees who participated in the action of killing inner ghosts can get rewards with varying survival points or improved evaluation coefficients.
In that case, even if Anthony violated His Majesty's order, he could be blamed on the fact that the dungeon camp was different, and he would be completely removed.
Anthony glanced at the apple in his hand, then at the back of the young man, his eyes flashed with deep thought.
On the other end, Zong Jiu found a wall at random and leaned against it, and began to think.
He felt that things must not be so simple.
Since the devil is a mentor, he already enjoys almost supreme power in this game.
In this case, what is his purpose, this question becomes especially intriguing.
After lunch, everyone became a little drowsy.
The villagers outside are still yelling, but they don't hear clearly through the door panel.
”Any clue?” Zhuge sat on the ground in secret.
Zong Jiushi said simply, ”Well, pay attention to Lin Guoxing.”
This copy is difficult to say, now the trainee and the newcomer are also dead, Yi Ruisi.
It's not difficult to say, a slight wrong step is the ending of the ruling, there is no room for comeback.
In the last reincarnation, they failed to get the answer from the female population, let alone participated in the yin woman's walk.
No one can tell what will happen tonight, maybe there are other clues.
Zhuge secretly didn't ask how he discovered it.
Just as he was about to speak, suddenly there was another noise in the dark corridor below the mud bodhisattva.
Several old people filed out, carrying a child in their hands.
Everyone is familiar with this child, and it is the one behind Wang Shou.
”We wanted to go to the mourning hall for some dangerous challenges, but we saw this kid sneaking over from the wall, so we caught it.”
[Behind the mourning hall? Oh, I remembered, isn't the mourning hall behind this temple open-air? 】
[It is indeed open-air, but it is located on a cliff over there, the terrain is more dangerous, but if you say this, it feels that children may come over, and adults should be a little more relaxed.]
[Hurry up and seal the mourning hall, otherwise the villagers will get cold if they want to climb in]
There are too many mysteries in this copy, and it only lasts for just three days, and there are only a few moments of horror.
After restarting the copy, each trainee will uniformly reduce a scoring factor. Old people are not like newcomers who just want to survive. They have ambitions and ambitions. Since the score has been lowered, they must have to make up for the missing score coefficient from elsewhere.
At this time, the challenge of danger becomes the only option.
Anyway, this village is very wicked, and the mourning hall is a well-known place where Yin Qi gathers. The newcomers know their depths, and they are walking on thin ice. Yinma asked them to beat them, and they were busy working in the temple one by one.
On the contrary, a few old people have nothing to do and hold their own identities. After discussing it, they decided to try their luck together. Unexpectedly, the ghost didn't touch it, but the child caught one.
”Why would the wall of the mourning hall make a child turn over?” Zong Jiu frowned.
When he said this, he glanced at Lin Guoxing's position. After discovering that the opponent had disappeared from the previous position, the height warning light immediately lit up in his heart.
Seeing that it was him who asked, the old people hurriedly said: ”We are also asking him this question, but he doesn't speak alive, like a dumb man.”
Everyone knows that a serving of fruit is just the amount of a meal. They didn't have the meal but didn't eat it. Facing this man who held their stomachs tightly, they could not guilty if they could not sin, but if they could please, they would please.
Just at this time, Yin Po, who was reciting the scriptures silently, also slowly said, ”There is a door that can be closed under the tunnel, and the villager can't pass through it only by closing it.”
”Row.”
Zong Jiu nodded, ”Are there still people behind you? If someone asks them, hurry up and call them back.”
Everyone was worried about this problem, and they said in unison.
The old man scratched his head, ”What about this little kid?”
”give it to me.”
Zong Jiuchao nodded at him.
At this moment, Ajahn in black, who had been standing by and closing his eyes, also spoke, ”I will go with you.”
Because of the unhealed injury, Azan in black has not said much, but has seized the time to heal his mind.
But if villagers really slipped in, it would be difficult to stop them with just such a few old people.
A high-ranking S-class took the initiative to ask, and the other elderly people were naturally flattered and thanked them again and again.
After Zong Jiu watched them return to the corridor, Zong Jiu set his sights on the children.
The child with the back collar almost just landed, and immediately hid behind the white-haired magician.
”Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.”
It was the first time that Zong Jiu was treated so enthusiastically by a child, and immediately became a little confused.
Then he was in a mess, and he didn't forget to feel for a handful of strange threads on the child's head.