Chapter 142 Demon Slaughterhouse, The Dead Town of Dongmang (Bai Mengjiageng)
The country roads are in very poor condition and the road is rough.

The road is rugged, and the small road makes Zhang Guangmu feel like he has returned to the primitive society.

Looking all the way to the past, there are overgrown vegetation and messy stones.

After driving for a long time, Zhang Guangmu realized how important people like Miao Zhi and Tang Hua who were persuaded by the lotus tongue were when he was in the initial map.

Originally, according to Zhang Guangmu's idea, he must have spent all his wealth and spent a lot of money to hire a carriage.

Then find another vicissitudes guard who looks like a master, regardless of his strength, as long as he looks good.

Then a scholar, a guard, and a coachman, a total of three people, rushed all the way to the capital in a light car.

just now……

Zhang Guangmu can only be thankful that his death-defying behavior was persuaded by the 22 guards earnestly.

It's not a question of money or not.

Zhang Guangmu doesn't care about money.

Even if you use silver ingots for nothing, you won't feel heartache.

As long as the balance of the Dragon Shield in the account is not consumed, you can do whatever you like.

but……

If he really had hired a carriage before departure, Zhang Guangmu estimated that he might have been shaken off half of his life by looking at the strange road conditions.

Even if he was not shaken to death, he would have to vomit at least three or five times.

If that's the case, the first time you pick up the protagonist of the plot, you'll just overturn, and you won't have any image.

Traveling is actually quite boring.

Zhang Guangmu didn't sleep all night last night. First, he killed a demon with nothing to do, and then stayed up all night, reading books and accumulating knowledge.

If it weren't for the fact that there are some little white tuanzi in the audience who are more sand sculptures who often show off their operations and come up with funny jokes every now and then to help cheer them up, Zhang Guangmu probably would have fallen asleep walking.

After most of the day, the group passed through the deserted mountains, wild ridges, forests, and lakes, and finally came to a place where there are inhabited places.

This is a small town, and there is a sign at the entrance of the town.

Although the wooden sign was exposed to wind, sun, and rain, and the three characters written on it were somewhat blurred, Zhang Guangmu still managed to make out the three characters [Dongmang Town].

It's a small town not mentioned in the script.

"Come here to rest for the night, and continue to set off tomorrow, how about it?"

As the leader of the guards, Miao Zhi is a well-known ranger in Liufeng County, so he still has some weight in this small team.

Everyone expressed that they had no objections, and all focused their attention on Zhang Guangmu.

Originally, everyone just regarded him as a poor scholar who didn't work hard and didn't distinguish between grain and grain, and regarded him as a prodigal son.

In the guards, after seeing Zhang Guangmu, many people were thinking of seeing him ashamed.

As a result, after walking all night, he still looked calm and relaxed, neither complaining of tiredness nor bitterness.

Some people in the guards were frightened and ran around in panic when they encountered some blind wild animals in the dark night, but Zhang Guangmu remained calm and calm all the time, without any special reaction.

In the team, a small group of guards have begun to look at Zhang Guangmu with admiration, and no longer simply regard him as a nerd.

It's high in the sun, so it's not a good time to hurry, but...

At this time point, you only need to take a little rest. After the sun is at its most venomous, the time from noon to evening can be used to catch up!
The reason why Miao Zhi made this decision is because of his own selfishness.

"Our Liufeng County is not far from the capital, and we have already walked [-]% of the way in one night and one morning."

Speaking of this, Miao Zhi looked at Zhang Guangmu: "I guess, it only takes two to three days to get there!"

"Don't worry, from Chunwei, there must be enough time left now, we have to save our energy!"

"Don't hurry to get there, and you will be exhausted in the end."

"Besides, in the capital city, the money spent for one night can be spent in other places for ten days!"

It seems to be helping Zhang Guangmu analyze, but in fact, he is avoiding the important and neglecting the key issues on purpose.

If you are going all out, it really only takes two or three days.

But like now, at noon, you have to find a place to rest, and rest until the next day. It will take at least five or six days.

In fact, Miao Zhi didn't want to use this money to blackmail Zhang Guangmu.

For this escort mission, he himself did not take money—he had already obtained the most precious thing, a precious book that could be passed down from family to family.

mainly……

He wanted to find a suitable opportunity to learn more from Zhang Guangmu and accept the cultural influence of scholars.

Miao Zhi's parents gave him this name in order to make him aspirational.

As for what to do after setting up a big ambition, if parents didn't say anything, people would be gone.

So Miao Zhi can only think and realize by himself.

Those books that Zhang Guangmu used as escort rewards are very important things.

Sometimes, even if you have money, you can't buy it. Only the scholarly family can inherit it, or those children from poor families who have fallen in the family are eligible to find classmates to borrow and copy books as family heirlooms.

So Miao Zhi cherished those books very much, he put a small part of them in his hometown, found a location that no one knew, and hid them secretly, and carried most of the remaining books with him.

because……

According to Zhang Guangmu, these individually selected books are very suitable for introductory books for young children.

Miao Zhi thinks Zhang Guangmu is a good person.

A "nice guy" who has the potential to be a big shot.

If we spend more time together on the road, maybe Zhang Guangmu will teach him some "tricks" of scholars!

"can."

Zhang Guangmu nodded slightly, as if he didn't see through Miao Zhi's intentions at all.

Actually...

Zhang Guangmu was thinking about a question.

He suddenly realized that this "Dongmang Town"...maybe it has been mentioned solemnly in the script.

——According to the original script, when the protagonist [Zhang Guangmu, Liufeng County] came to this small town, all the people in this small town should have died because of the evil spirit!

In other words, [Dongmang Town] is the predecessor of [Dead Silent Town].

Zhang Guangmu calculated the time, and it happened to be from this evening to tomorrow's daytime...

tsk...

This operation can be called "the early worm is eaten by the bird".

Lu was fast, but he just jumped into the demon's slaughterhouse.

However, when ordinary people encounter this kind of situation, they may be terrified to death and run for their lives immediately, but Zhang Guangmu doesn't need it.

He knew that his death in the world of "Tianxia Zhi" would not affect the real world.

Even without Zhenxie Pei, he dared to rush in and wrestle with those monsters who slaughtered the town just by relying on his own understanding of monsters.

Zhang Guangmu collected his thoughts, pointed to the bag behind Miao Zhi with a smile: "Take out that "Monster Talk", I can just teach you some words."

""The Story of the Monster" is the one with the black cover, so it's easy to recognize."

"Although the choice of words and sentences in this book is terribly awkward, and it abuses allusions and piles up rhetoric, there is still something to some extent."

"I will try my best to use the vernacular, make up a little story that is not so boring, and tell it to you."

Originally, Zhang Guangmu thought that he would be attacked by monsters when he was driving at night yesterday.

As a result, this journey was safe and sound, and nothing happened.

It seems that director Xu Qianqiu is still a person who talks about martial arts, and he doesn't have the habit of casually adding scenes to test subconscious actors.

Seeing the ecstasy on Miao Zhi's face, Zhang Guangmu turned his head again, and said to the other members of the guard, "If there are still people who are interested in reading, you can come and listen later."

Only one-third of them came to the spirit and expressed their gratitude explicitly.

Although another third of the people have no interest in reading and literacy, they admire Zhang Guangmu's courage when walking at night. invade.

They simply understood the awe-inspiring spirit as courageous guards, and felt that Zhang Guangmu should be a good reader.

Due to the gap in Zhang Guangmu's personal image, they subconsciously became curious about this "scholar with a lot of money", and wanted to sit in and see what he could teach.

The remaining group of guards who are literate and don't care about Zhang Guangmu are mainly headed by Tang Hua.

Seeing that Zhang Guangmu was the one who paid the money, they were driven by herd mentality, and they also pretended that they wanted to listen to Zhang Guangmu's lectures.

Compared with these parties, the little white balls floating in the air reacted more strongly.

"I'll go! Brother Muzi stayed up here for two big nights in a row, and even left here to teach others, isn't he really sleepy at all?"

"If I were like him, I would have dark circles under my eyes..."

"Aren't you afraid of sudden death?"

"Anyway, it's the protagonist of the plot. If he didn't die at the hands of other characters, but stayed up all night to kill himself, that would be too good!"

"Director: Stop talking, I'm already panicking..."

A group of 23 people stayed at the entrance of the town for half a quarter of an hour, and then attracted the attention of the locals in Dongmang Town.

Without waiting for everyone to find a place to stay, the inn came to the door by itself.

The exact word is...

The young owner of You'an Inn appeared in front of everyone.

A handsome young man came straight to Zhang Guangmu's side.

In the grotesque world of gods and ghosts, when encountering such a situation, Zhang Guangmu would automatically understand that the other party had a conspiracy and there must be a trap.

however……

"Every guest officer, come to welcome me, it is really radiant!"

Looking at the enthusiastic appearance of the young owner of the inn, Zhang Guangmu really didn't find any flaws.

Zhang Guangmu's impression of this person...

It may be a beauty control, after seeing his face, he obviously became enthusiastic.

He even went so far as to offer, overly empathetically, a group of people a free night at his inn.

It can only be understood tentatively that this is a marketing based on active solicitation for publicity.

After all, their dark group of people are obviously outsiders, and at first glance, they are indeed quite imposing.

As for the other guards in the team, they didn't think too much about it at all. They all rushed into the inn with the idea of ​​not taking advantage of the bastards.

Zhang Guangmu went to the second floor of the inn and lived in Room No. [-], Tianzi.

It's a pity that the sound insulation effect of this elegant house on the second floor with the Tianzi No. [-] house sign is not very good.

In the room, Zhang Guangmu could vaguely hear the conversations between the shopkeeper, the waiter, and the young master.

"Hey! Aren't we doing business at a loss!"

"Stupid or not, you, that's a big shot, please curry favor, we at You'an Inn may get great benefits!"

"The boy in the lead is wearing a sackcloth with patched cuffs. He looks like a poor scholar. He doesn't look like a young man? And I heard that his surname is Zhang. There doesn't seem to be any big family named Zhang in our area for tens of miles. People..."

"You know what a fart! That's called a white dragon fish suit, low-key travel! They just wear plain clothes, look at their energy and appearance, like ordinary nerds? Which nerds can take twenty or so with them when they go out?" Guard?"

"You mean...he might be the young master of the Zhang family in the capital?"

"I wanted to say 'this is the reason', but it's really boring to say it like this, so I'll give you an accurate statement-this person gives me the impression that he looks like a big man in the capital!"

"Hiss... If this service is done, then the signboard of our You'an Inn may even reach the emperor's feet!"

"Hurry up, arrange the back kitchen to cook two special dishes, make a pot of this year's new tea, and send it to Mr. Zhang!"

The conversations of the locals left Zhang Guangmu speechless.

The thinking of brain supplement monsters is very strange.

Is this the so-called Dihua thought?
Zhang Guangmu really encountered such a situation for the first time in his life.

After thinking about it, I am really the protagonist of the plot in the world of "Understanding of the World", and it doesn't matter if the other characters I meet are a little better at self-strategy.

but……

With free housing, plus good food and tea for free, this treatment is really good.

Not long after, the food and tea were served.

Zhang Guangmu also never refused to come, eating and drinking while "preparing for lessons".

After quickly completing the lesson preparation, Zhang Guangmu even took a nap for two hours—about four hours.

Four hours of sleep isn't enough for someone who's been up two nights in a row.

Zhang Guangmu felt that as long as he wanted to sleep and closed his eyes, he would be able to fall asleep instantly and have a good sleep.

But if he really wanted to sleep for a long time, there was no need for the waiter to wake him up.

If he just lay on the bed and slept soundly, and the whole night passed, he would probably be able to collect the bodies of everyone in the town when he got up the next day.

After washing his face, Zhang Guangmu found the guards who had signed up and said they wanted to listen to his lectures.

In the process, he noticed something interesting.

As if stimulated by the sudden arrival of foreigners, the catchers in this small town stopped paddling for fish.

A group of police officers, led by the head catcher, wandered back and forth on the street.

It was as if they were marching and demonstrating against Zhang Guangmu and the outsiders around him.

The underlying meaning is very clear - the territory of Dongmang Town is covered by someone, don't cause trouble!
After completing the "lesson preparation" work, Zhang Guangmu went to Miao Zhi to change the textbook, and taught him a dozen or so characters, asking him to practice on the table with his fingers or twigs dipped in water.

Miao Zhi is a smart person, and he quickly learned to infer other things from one example, and found a pile of sand and threw it into a wooden tray to practice writing.

He learned quickly and sighed that Zhang Guangmu is a good gentleman.

Actually...

Citizens of the empire have all received compulsory education and are able to read and write. Even if they are blocked from real memory and enter this world, some instincts that are deeply imprinted in the deepest subconscious mind will not be forgotten.

Eating and drinking water, walking and running, even swordsmanship, boxing, and spearmanship that he practiced hard every day can all be engraved in his instincts, and writing is no exception.

Otherwise, everyone will be illiterate when they enter the subconscious movie world!

During this teaching process, other people who came to listen to the class were rarely as willing as Miao Zhi to delve into it. Most of them were only interested in the monster stories Zhang Guangmu told.

Zhang Guangmu also doesn’t need to make up his own stories. The world view of the film "Underworld Knows" has enough details. He only needs to choose a suitable book and find two or three fine stories to tell everyone. Teaching with fun can attract a lot of praise.

Obviously, people are more interested in life-threatening monster stories, so Zhang Guangmu told one after another.

The audience of the little white ball floating in the air also expressed their interest in the short story told by Zhang Guangmu.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The sounds of children playing, dogs barking, and hawkers' cries gradually faded away.

As the sky dimmed and night fell over the land, the watchmen took to the streets.

The night is deep.

The storyteller Zhang Guangmu's voice is full of emotion, and the story of monsters is full of emotion and rhythm, and the audience is full of interest.

Suddenly, several spectators in the form of little white balls let out an exclamation.

"I'll do it! Mu Zai, run away!"

"There are monsters!"

"In this town, many people died in an instant!"

In the air, a faint smell of blood gradually diffused.

The little white ball delivered important information.

Zhang Guangmu's face didn't change.

The more it comes to this kind of time, the more important it is to keep calm and not to show abnormalities at will.

Even dying in the movie world is ten times better than exposing the fact that "I can hear the audience".

Under the double self-control blessing of [Empire Body Training] and [Acting Skills], Zhang Guangmu insisted on following the original rhythm and finished telling the last short story with emotion.

Until then, he slowly stretched his waist and looked at the strange bright moon in the sky outside the window.

Zhang Guangmu's nose twitched slightly, his brows frowned, and suddenly he reached out his hand and slapped the red porcelain teapot on the table.

Snapped!
Tea splashed.

 So things like place names can be switched at any time...

  There are more~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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