The Spirit World

Chapter 332: Night Raid of Warcraft! [Mei Lang]

【journal:
Xiao Zhang told me that I should write a diary to record what I do every day, whether it is feeding horses or sweeping horse manure, I need to remember it clearly. This should include the name of which horse is in which shed, how many pounds of grass it has eaten, what habits it has, and how to deal with it.

Now, this is the second day I have written.

Even so, I was kicked by a red horse today. Later I found out that the horse's name was Xiaobao. He didn't want to eat ordinary grass, so he almost kicked me in the head.

It seems that the adjective used is not "kicked me in the head", but "I was almost kicked in the head".

Well, I’m not very good at writing, but in their eyes, I…】

"Did Xiao Zhang ask you to write it?" Anzi moved closer to Mei Lang and bent down to take a look at the paper on the table.

"Yes." Mei Lang continued to write [Maybe a rich kid, because my hands don't look like...]

"Xiao Zhang is from the front-line exploration team, and we are from the logistics team. In fact, we rarely have any interactions." Anzi's hand has healed a lot, and now only some bandages are left.

"Is that so?" Mei Lang looked at the words he had written. Some were neat, while some were crooked and looked terrible.

[A rough hand that has done farm work or hunted for magic crystals. I saw the kind of hand they were talking about, and it was indeed different from mine. I don’t know whether I have done farm work or hunted for magic crystals, but here, I only need to take care of all the horses and have three meals a day, which is already a very satisfying thing for me.]

"But, in a few days, they will explore Chaofeng Canyon again, and this batch of magic crystals must be delivered to them." Anzi lay down on the bed. This is Mei Lang's private room, but Mei Lang is afraid of the dark, so at night, the lights are on. Anzi moved here just to accept Mei Lang's favor, because he doesn't care whether he turns off the lights when he sleeps.

"Will they be out long?"

"I don't know. It's very dangerous to explore Chaofeng this time. Last time we only explored the first half, but this time we need to explore the entire journey. Then write back to us. Then we can pass through Chaofeng." Anzi lay down and looked at the white magic lamp.

"Does the Chamber of Commerce have to go to that dangerous place?" Mei Lang knew a little about the danger of Chaofeng Canyon. The level of the monsters in Chaofeng Canyon was so high that it had exceeded level 35 before the war started.

Although Mei Lang didn't know what level 35 meant, An Zi told him that any monster could eat an ordinary person standing in Chaofeng Canyon without leaving any bones. More intuitively, if you didn't reach the Golden Level, or if you didn't join a group, you wouldn't have a chance to stand in Chaofeng Canyon for even a second. After the war started, the flood of demon blood made the level of monsters in that area unfathomable.

This is not a joke.

Although the monsters from Chaofeng Canyon often come here to cause damage, those monsters can be seen as species that cannot compete in the Taunting Canyon.

"Of course we have to go, otherwise we might not even have food. Although we don't have big fish and meat, we are very lucky to have a stable big pot of rice in this war-torn era." An Zi glanced at Mei Lang who was still writing on the table. Mei Lang's clothes were made of coarse cloth, but they were brand new and not so worn out. "Every time they go out to do a mission, that is, to deliver goods, I feel uneasy. I am afraid that such a comfortable life will end all of a sudden. I think about their safe return every day. This is not because I am hypocritical, but because they have crossed mountains and rivers, while we are here, enjoying a peaceful life."

"Oh~ You seem to have said a lot of words that I don't quite understand." Mei Lang scratched his head.

He stopped writing. The pen was made from the trachea of ​​the bluebird, because the bluebird breathes by twitching movements, and their shaking allows the trachea to absorb ink.

Mei Lang didn't know if this was cruel, but he had eaten meat himself. During the days when he was looking after the horses here, he had killed too many small animals in the village. Although they were animals and could not resist, they were indeed much more delicious when they were on Chef Fan's chopping board and in his own mouth.

The groom can only eat meat for lunch one day every three days.

Fortunately, I have eaten meat twice in the four days I have lived here.

Shuangma Club has one president and four vice presidents. The other positions are divided into different positions. The logistics department where Mei Lang is in charge is much simpler, and there is indeed no danger from those who travel far and wide.

To be precise, it would be nice to have a pen.

"It's okay, you can take your time. But you definitely can't stay here forever. Even if there is no news from Luoan City, you should find out your life experience yourself, otherwise it would be too pitiful." Anzi was a little sad.

"Why should I feel pity?" Mei Lang looked at him and put down his pen.

"Of course I feel sorry for you. Haven't you thought about your parents? They may be waiting for you somewhere, and you don't even know who you are now. Just think about how anxious they must be!" Anzi's sadness became more obvious, but as far as Mei Lang was concerned, Anzi was indeed too sad.

"Well, this does look quite pitiful." Mei Lang said this about himself. However, speaking of his parents, as a person who has not lost his memory, his parents should be looking for him everywhere, instead of him looking for his own parents, because this is completely against common sense. He has no way to find them at all. Even his name was given by Yue Qingxue, the boss of the Shuangma Club, not to mention where his parents are. However, this is also what he should care about. He must find his parents no matter where they are. This is in line with everyone's moral concepts. However, no one has taken down the missing person notice in Luoan City, even though his appearance has been painted on it exactly.

Well, how can someone without a past expect so much?

Mei Lang even felt that if he left the Shuangma Club, he would not be able to survive. He could not hunt, he could not cook, he had no seasoning for cooking, he did not know which fruit to eat, and he did not know any other things.

Can't even shave.

Sister Ma from the logistics department helped him shave his beard. It was originally Xiao Zhang's job, but Xiao Zhang said he had important things to do, so he gave it to Sister Ma. His originally thick beard was shaved off. After Sister Ma exclaimed that he would be a handsome guy after shaving his beard, his beard was shaved off all at once. His hair was cut very short, like a hedgehog with a buzz cut.

Although short hair is not allowed in the empire, it is not necessary for grooms to have long hair. Men with long hair are mostly noblemen.

Although Meilang is handsome and fair, for him, as a groom, horses cannot appreciate the beauty or ugliness of humans, and they will be frightened by your actions in the end.

When Mei Lang took a shower with the post-production staff, he was mocked as a white-skinned duck. They said it was a bad word, but Mei Lang really looked like one, so white and clean. It was not until he took a few showers that he became less reserved.

The logistics department did not have so many prejudices against this silly boy. In the Shuangma Club, such friendliness could be seen almost everywhere, because the Shuangma Club was formed by a group of homeless people who got together and they would take in people like them.

Maybe it's God's will.

Mei Lang didn't know what heaven's will was either. An Zi told him that heaven's will was determined by heaven and had nothing to do with people. Perhaps being with them was itself a kind of heaven's will.

"Right, when they complete this mission and return safely, you should talk to the big sister. Don't wait here unilaterally for news. You may not be Luoan's person at all."

"What is the origin of the big sister? I saw that she drank too much. I heard from them that alcohol is not a good thing." Mei Lang picked up the pen and continued to write: [Today Yue Qingxue stood there and watched me feed her little treasure. She knew that I was almost kicked, but she didn't come to stop me. I don't blame her. I can see that although the people here don't feel humble (An Zi said humble is a very introverted word, which means that they are looked down upon by others and they also agree with it. Although I have no ill intentions), a groom will not be rescued by the big sister. ]

"The big sister is also a miserable person..." An Zi closed his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Mei Lang stopped writing and looked at Anzi. Anzi was wearing very dark clothes, which were rough without edges, as if they had been patched many times.

"Forget it, I don't know how to tell you. It's just miserable. Do you know how old she is now?" An Zi rubbed his eyes.

"How old?"

"At 25, for a woman, she would have been married and raising children at home. Except for those women who practice Taoism. I have never seen a few single women in ordinary business circles." "Is it miserable if you don't get married?"

"What you said is ridiculous. Whose normal person can live as long as an elf? Those of us who can't practice cultivation can live to 25 or 20 years old at best. Think about it, a 50-year-old woman, more than half of her life is over. You give birth to a child and raise it for 10 years, my God, she's almost 60. This is still good, you haven't reached old age yet, and you can still live for yourself for 70 years. When you reach or years old and are unhealthy, you will not have many years to live for yourself in your life." Anzi said a long string of words again, leaving Mei Lang at a loss as to where to start, so he could only listen carefully.

"Aren't men different?" he said. "If it's a man, isn't it the same? It's only for a few years."

"Of course it's different. Men don't have time to take care of children. Who will support this big family? The whole family will starve to death." An Zi turned around, touched his nose, and yawned while saying this.

"Well, if you calculate it this way, doesn't it mean that life is meaningless? It seems that everyone only has the first 50 years or so to live for themselves." Mei Lang found this topic very interesting. He didn't know why Anzi looked so sunny and warm, but the words he said were a bit calculated. He didn't think it was wrong, he just thought it was very interesting, because this was completely different from the Anzi who was usually happy in front of others.

"By the way, can you use spiritual power?" An Zi did not answer him. He sat up as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked at Mei Lang with some anticipation.

"Spiritual power? What is that?"

"It's the practice I just mentioned."

"Practice? What is that?"

"It is to use the spiritual power between heaven and earth..."

Before Anzi could finish his words, the ground began to shake violently, shaking Anzi and Meilang up together. Anzi flew through the air and fell under the bed, while Meilang's chin hit the table heavily.

"What the hell?!" Anzi quickly got up.

He didn't look at Mei Lang's situation, but ran straight out the door and looked at the surrounding situation. Many people looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened suddenly.

[Bonglong!] It seems like something is approaching. No, it is some kind of terrifying huge object that is destroying the buildings here.

"The Shadow King Snake has entered the village! Activate emergency combat status!" The voice of the big sister came from far away, and her loud voice made everyone shudder.

Hearing this, Anzi hurriedly put on his shoes and shouted in panic: "Mei Lang! Mei Lang! Quick, quick, quick! Let's go to a safe place! Don't let them get in trouble!"

"Well... okay..." Mei Lang covered his mouth, red blood soaking his hands. His voice was trembling, and the blood spurting out of his gums made his mouth full of blood.

The pain almost made him dizzy, but fortunately he managed to hold on. He staggered and ran out with Anzi.

But he touched his chin, and the obvious stumble made him run. Obviously he couldn't keep up with Anzi.

Some of the hurried crowd fled with them, while others ran in the opposite direction, leaping over the houses.

【BONGLONG! 】

The huge tremor occurred again.

The running man seemed to be shaken up again. Anzi saw Mei Lang's appearance in the air. Mei Lang was shaken up again and could not hold his chin with his hands. It seemed that blood flowed into his throat and choked him. He looked very strange and seemed to be in great pain.

Red blood splattered on the groom's clothes.

"What's wrong with you?" An Zi looked at him in surprise.

"I... cough cough... I'm fine." Mei Lang looked at him with a dazed look.
They fell to the ground again, and everyone started running again, this time with even more noise.

What kind of power is this? It shook the whole village. All the people on the ground were like tiny ants.

"Where are we going? Cough cough cough!" Mei Lang coughed up blood, coughing up all the blood in his mouth. As he ran, the wind entered his nasal cavity, as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood. His throat, which was already uncomfortable, choked because of the blood, causing tears to flow. His nose made a humming sound, but it seemed much smaller amid the noise.

"Let's go to a safe place so that they won't be distracted by the fight." Anzi looked at him with concern.

This is just too unlucky. Even this can still be covered with bruises...

"It should be the huge Shadow King Snake attacking the village!" Anzi ran while gritting his teeth.

"Shadow... King... cough cough cough... Snake..."

"A very powerful magical beast! Oh! Don't talk anymore! I'll tell you when we get there!" An Zi looked at him angrily, but more of it was heartache.

"Help!"

The cries for help coming from afar made everyone tremble with fear.

"Yingzi!" Anzi stopped urgently, turned around quickly, and looked at the hazy night behind him.

"Ying... cough cough cough... Zi..." Mei Lang remembered her. She had brought him meals and he was just cleaning up horse manure.

She is a girl with a ponytail.

"Antonshan! Don't just stand there! Get down to the ground right now!" An elderly man on the roof of the side yelled at An Zi who had stopped.

Mei Lang looked at the old man, who had two swords on his shoulders, with red tassels fluttering in the wind.

"kkkkkYes!" Anzi turned around and continued running.

Mei Lang followed Anzi closely.

run
Something wet dripped onto his face.

That was not the hot blood in the throat and nasal cavity.

There are too many typos in this article (sorry)
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