Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

Lu Wenwu: "."

This is why he doesn't like this guy Aiken.

Too serious.

He is really not used to this kind of casual fun-loving person.

Five people and one dog move quickly.

In only ten minutes at most, they started again and ran towards the depths of the only road.

Lu Wenwu found a simple map from underneath the horse thief leader's clothes.

After being intercepted and killed for such a delay, if we didn't get up quickly, we might not be able to arrive before the sun sets.

As the sun set, the group of people who hurriedly and slowly arrived at the end of the road.

A small green stone tablet stood beside the road, with three crooked-looking traditional Chinese characters written on it - Changshou Village.

Looking down from the hillside, you can roughly see the whole picture of Changshou Village.

There are probably hundreds of households in various houses, and they are definitely not small.

There is no problem even calling it a small town.

The bustling villagers carried hoes and walked from the fields to the village, with smoke rising into the sky.

"This place looks like the underworld." Lu Wenwu complained.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that there was something weird in this village, and it was impossible to let them live in peace for thirty days.

Chapter 85 "Players" trapped in the dungeon

"Ahmed, come up."

Lu Wenwu and Dabao carried a simple stretcher.

Judging from the color of the khaki bandage above,

It was obviously freshly made.

Ahmed lay down obediently, looking at the bandages under him from the corner of his eye and wanting to cry without tears.

His precious old limited collection bandage of the same style as Ramses II!

Aiken took off his armor and put on the red bishop's robe from before.

Zhang Sijia put on a black robe, and even fakely hung a cross on her chest.

"Remember our identities. We are missionaries who have come all the way from the West. Our companions and we are both seriously injured and need to find a place to rest. Don't let it slip." Lu Wenwu was ready to use his brain to solve the problem this time.

When you don't know what the enemy is, you take the initiative to show weakness to the enemy, and then when the opponent takes the initiative to attack, you immediately rise up and hit the opponent directly to death with a hammer!

The plan was perfect!

Deep in the mountains and forests, on an inaccessible hilltop, there was a skinny old man sitting cross-legged in a cave behind the Lost Tracing Formation.

The old man was wearing a worn-out Taoist robe, and his dirty hair, which had not been washed for who knows how many years, was tied into a rough bun.

Suddenly, his eyes opened wide, with intense disbelief in his scarlet eyes.

"The first tools I created died?"

He couldn't help but stood up and frowned deeply.

The old and withered face kept changing expressions, and his eyes were trembling.

"Is there another alien coming? No, it shouldn't be. How can those useless aliens be so powerful?"

"Or is it that the old guy finally couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to break through his own shackles and start hunting?"

"No, just to be on the safe side, I'm going to test it out."

Muttering to himself, the old Taoist took out a rusty Sanqing bell from his dirty Taoist robe, and started to jingle and shake.

Soon, heavy footsteps sounded.

A stiff humanoid figure with a green face and fangs appeared outside the cave.

This is a cursed puppet made by using evil methods to seal the souls of living people and refine them with blood and yin energy.

Not only does it have most of the characteristics of a zombie, it can even use some of its abilities during life, which is extremely powerful!

"Go, launch a random attack on Changshou Village. The bigger the noise, the better. Leave one or two to come back and report the news." The old Taoist said in a dark voice, "It just so happens that I, the old Taoist, can try out the ability of this alien zombie."

Then the bell was rang suddenly, and the twenty or so zombies turned around instantly, threw away their thighs, and rumbled towards the bottom of the mountain.

After doing all this, the old Taoist slowly walked into the depths of the cave.

Mountains of white bones were piled up, sticky flesh and blood rolled endlessly in the pool, and a bloody smell assaulted the nostrils.

He lifted the lid of the pot on the stone stove and took out two cold, dry steamed buns!

After hesitating for a moment, the old man took a bite.

Judging from his laborious chewing and ugly expression, this thing probably isn't very tasty.

Choking!

It must be stained with the hot and sticky blood in the blood pool before it can be swallowed with difficulty.

While eating, the old Taoist was thinking silently, should he add a few more functions to Zombie to improve his quality of life?

If this continues, I am afraid that before I can get a glimpse of the great road, my Taoist heart will be broken by the harsh environment of surviving in the wild.

The dry food and the toilet paper used by Chu Gong are gone, and Zombie will have to grab some tomorrow.

Do you want to grab some more condiments and side dishes?

At the entrance of Changshou Village, a group of people with strange shapes attracted great attention from the villagers.

The highest intelligence agency at the entrance of the village discussed this a lot and gathered many old ladies who were eating melons.

Zhang Sijia, who looks sweet and gentle, is negotiating with an old man in the village who seems to be highly respected.

"That's it. Grandpa, can you let us stay in the village for a while? We can pay the villagers money as the cost of renting the house."

"Of course, there are a few empty houses in the village,"

The old man stroked his dry beard with a kind look on his face.

"However, these houses were left by Old Liu Tou before he passed away. As long as you don't feel unlucky, you can stay there for as long as you like."

"Of course I don't dislike it." Zhang Sijia said softly, "You are really a kind and kind elder. I'm afraid the villagers are also good people with compassionate hearts like you. That's how they can live such a long life!"

After hearing this, the old man became even more happy and his smile grew stronger.

He glanced at the five people and one dog, and said happily: "Dazhu, take the guests to the houses left by old Liu Tou, and then go to the village chief's house to get some bedding and firewood."

"Hey, good!"

A stocky, dark man walked over quickly from the side, his words a little excited.

"Masters, you often walk this way, follow me!"

Lu Wenwu glanced at the old man with a white beard, said nothing, and just quietly followed Dazhu away.

On the way, Dazhu turned his head and looked back from time to time, looking at Zhang Sijia's naked eyes with barely concealed hunger, and he swallowed his saliva.

Come to think of it.

Zhang Sijia was originally an octopus who was trained to become a demon. Even when she transformed into a human being, she still retained the moisture and softness of her original body.

Coupled with the black robe of a nun, the pure and lovely appearance, the hot and attractive figure, and the religious beliefs that symbolize abstinence and mystery collide with each other, creating a strong contrast and temptation.

Not only Dazhu, but also the other dealers, old and young, who were rushing home, all slowed down and secretly stared at Zhang Sijia.

In this remote ancient mountain village, compared with the village women with sallow complexions and rough and dark skin, Zhang Sijia, who has a beautiful face and delicate skin, is undoubtedly a dimension-reducing blow.

Lu Wenwu used his mental power to have a panoramic view of every move in all directions.

The women in the village looked at Zhang Sijia with hidden hostility in their eyes, and they grabbed the dazzled man by his ears and took him home.

The whole road became quite quiet for a while.

Soon, everyone arrived at the residence under the leadership of Dazhu.

Aiken stood at the entrance of the courtyard, turned off the simultaneous interpretation system, pointed in the opposite direction, and asked in blunt Chinese: "Here, Nuomi shop, why, in the village? A deficit, isn't it very auspicious?"

Dazhu, who was addicted to beauty, woke up and looked at Aiken in confusion: "Blonde master, what did you say?"

Dabao Weng replied angrily: "He asked you why there is a glutinous rice shop in the village, and the signboard is still this color. In Archbishop Aiken's impression, red fonts are generally unlucky for people here, and few shops use it as signboards. , so he’s weird.”

Including Dazhu, everyone looked in the direction of Aiken's finger.

A small wooden sign hung at the door, with a few words crookedly written on it.

【Longevity Glutinous Rice Store】

There was probably no ink, so the shop owner, who had poor calligraphy skills, used some low-quality cinnabar to write it, which gave the writing a weird brownish-red color.

Dazhu suddenly realized something and said with a bit of indignation, "Oh, you're talking about this? This shop is owned by the village chief's family. It's been around for more than a hundred years. They usually sell rice, flour, grain, oil, etc."

"As for this sign, don't mention it. We all feel unlucky. Tell me, why is this written in red letters?"

"But there is no way. Who said it belongs to the village chief's family? This sign is said to have been written by an expert who was a close friend of the village chief's family. If it were changed, wouldn't it look disrespectful?"

"So, this thing has been hanging on it for so many years, until now."

Zhang Sijia said softly: "This master's handwriting is terrible. It's not as beautiful as mine. When I was learning to write a long time ago, the teacher said that my handwriting was not as good as a dog crawling with its paws."

Upon hearing this, Maomao immediately squatted on the spot, proudly pushing his chest up high, his head held high, looking proud.

"Snapped!"

Lu Wenwu slapped the dog on the head.

"You are so proud, can you write?"

"Wang Woo!"

"How dare you talk back?"

"Wow."

Calm, very calm.