The story is divided into two parts. Let’s say that the Hell Front group passed the Yehai Pass and walked along the path. After walking for about half an hour, they arrived at the village entrance of Cangling Town.
Along the way, Feng Bujue has been analyzing the situation of this script and discussing with his teammates how to deal with it.
In terms of NPC strength... Based on the previous battle strength of the blue-robed old man, the martial arts masters in this script are undoubtedly relatively strong. If the player competes with them in martial arts, a few lives may not be enough to die. But players also have
One's own advantages, such as skills and equipment settings, belong to the category of supernatural things in this world. Even masters of the level of Ye Cheng or Xie San will definitely die if they are shot by a firearm without defense.
However, Feng Bujue believes that under normal circumstances, it is better not to have any conflicts with NPCs, and not to expose the only advantage of being a player too early. Because this is a script generated in sleep mode, the process takes a long time
It is likely to be very long, which means players may have to stay in this scenario for a long time.
There is no doubt that the key point of the plot is the "duel" event. It is unlikely that the script will end before that duel occurs. Bai Dian mentioned the sentence "the duel in three days." This message appears in the opening cg
There is an obvious reminder. Players who notice this sentence will naturally have some concerns in their hearts.
After waiting for another two or three hours, it will be dawn, and the "first day" will officially begin, and the day of the duel will be on the third day. Assume that Ye Cheng and Xie San are planning to fight at seven or eight o'clock in the evening on the third day.
Find a place to admire the moon and drink the northwest wind. Then there are still about sixty-five hours before the duel.
At night, after Feng Bujue exited the non-sleep mode and fell asleep in the game cabin, the set login time was 12:10. As for the preparation time before entering the scenario, it can be ignored, and it is only two minutes in real time.
It looks like a lot of time.
Judging from the situation of this scenario, if they want to complete the game, it will end at almost seven o'clock in the morning. If nothing else, they will only be able to play this scenario this night.
"So... it's settled, I am the master of Pojian Tea House, and you are all my guests." Feng Bujue came to the entrance of the village and finally confirmed with everyone: "Try not to conflict with others, even if
In the event of a conflict, don't take out your gun unless absolutely necessary. Modern weapons are our trump card. As long as we use them once and are seen by others, it will be difficult for the other party to look at the gun and rush towards us when we use it again.
It’s a great situation.”
When they said this, a ruined wall made of wooden stacks and bricks appeared in front of the five people. The entrance to the village looked very simple. It was built against a mountain wall, and three large characters were engraved on the wall - "Cangling Town".
The three characters are written vertically from top to bottom. The highest point is two feet above the ground, and the lowest point is parallel to the person's line of sight. The characters are three feet long and as wide as the shoulder span. Anyone who practices martial arts can tell this by standing here.
The characters are neither carved with a chisel nor carved with a weapon. Instead, they are written with the finger as a pen, releasing the true energy and writing in one go.
These three characters are upright and strong in shape, transforming into dragons and leopards, and their meanings are majestic, sincere and powerful. The seniors who wrote these characters have such high martial arts skills that it is incredible, even if they are the two peerless swordsmen who are going to duel this time.
.is far from being a match for this person.
Of course, this word was written as early as the time when Cangling Town was first built. The senior is no longer alive, but his feats remain here to amaze future generations.
"Oh, we're here, right?" Xiaotan looked at the name of the town on the mountain wall with the help of the moonlight, "It's so strange, doesn't the introduction say that this is just a small village, but the name of the town is actually engraved in such a ostentatious way, and it's so weird.
Quite impressive.”
"Do you think that only illegal armed groups like Huaguoshan Shuiliandong can carve place names on mountains?" Feng Bujue joked.
Young Master Atobe interrupted at this time: "Although I don't understand these very well...but these words don't look like they were carved on them, do they? Could they have been carved by a master with sword energy?"
"Hey! It's possible." Xiao Tan said immediately: "Maybe someone who came to watch the duel deliberately showed off his tricks at the entrance of the village and wanted to give everyone who entered the village a martial arts person."
"That's not right." Xiyu denied calmly, still speaking with the same preciousness of words.
Both Xiaotan and Jibu looked at her, but she had no intention of explaining. She just turned her head and gently touched Feng Bujue's shoulder with the back of her hand.
"What are you doing? Do you have social difficulties?" Feng Bujue looked at Xi Yu and asked.
Xiyu stared at Feng Bujue with cold eyes. There was no emotion on her face, but this gave people an invisible sense of oppression, "No."
The sad spirit on the side didn't know what he saw, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Okay, let me explain." Feng Bujue shrugged, turned to Xiao Tan and the others and said, "The writing on the mountain wall is obviously not a product of this era. If you look carefully at the moss and the cracks on the rocks, you can explain the writing.
It has been carved for several years. As for the purpose of the carver a hundred years ago... maybe that person is the person who named this place." He paused and seemed to have thought of something: "Hmm... interesting, maybe...
…It’s not because of this duel that Cangling Town becomes extraordinary. It’s because of the secrets hidden in the town itself that this duel happens.”
"Hey, there's a guy over there, he seems to have noticed us." Sadling suddenly said, and pointed in the direction of the village entrance.
Everyone looked there and saw a figure sitting and lying on the ground more than thirty meters away from them.
Feng Bujue was the first to bear the brunt and went forward. After all, he was eloquent and quick in reaction, so it would be most efficient for him to negotiate with the NPCs.
After crossing the dilapidated barrier, the five of them officially entered Cangling Town, and the system prompt came:
The current mission has been changed and the main mission has been updated.
In the menu, there is a check mark next to the task of entering Cangling Town.
A new mission is also revealed: investigate the truth behind the duel
When he saw the content of this task, Feng Bujue immediately thought of a word in his heart: "Fuck!"
For him, this task is much more troublesome than "going to the ruined temple in Zhenbei to investigate the truth about the evil spirit", because the so-called "truth behind the duel" could be anything, and it might be anything.
It has something to do with the imperial court. Maybe it can be linked to the haunting in this village. Maybe Ye Cheng is an alien, maybe Xie San and Ye Cheng are gay...
Everyone knows that there is some kind of conspiracy behind the plot, but the content of the main mission suddenly changed from a very specific behavior to a non-directional thing. Doesn't this mean that players are given complete freedom to play?
While he was thinking about it, Feng Bujue had already walked up to the figure sitting on the ground. At this distance, he could see it more clearly.
He was an old beggar. He was about the same age as Ye Hai, with a gray face and rags. He was holding a meat bone in one hand and a wine gourd in the other. While eating and drinking, he raised his eyes to observe Feng Bujue and the others. Waiting for Brother Jue
As he got closer, he said: "These days, there are quite a lot of people coming up the path, but I, the old beggar, know all those people." He smacked his lips and swallowed a mouthful of meat; "It's really weird today.
There are actually a few unfamiliar faces here. Haha... Why did that old ghost Ye Hai let you little kids sneak in?"
"I am his illegitimate son." Feng Bujue replied with a serious face.
"Pfft!" The old beggar almost choked to death on a sip of wine. He coughed until tears came out, then he regained his breath, opened his eyes wide and said, "What did you say?"
"Haha... I'm just joking with my senior." Feng Bujue clasped his fists and raised his hands: "Junior, the master of Pojian Tea House, Feng Bujue. These are all my friends, and they are guests in the dormitory on weekdays..."
"I've never heard of it." The old beggar stopped him: "I think you, a junior, are quite polite. I would like to advise you to go back quickly. Don't go into the town to get into this muddy water."
How could Feng Bujue leave? With a smile on his face, he said politely: "You haven't asked me what your senior name is?"
"Oh?" The old beggar looked puzzled: "Don't you know who I am?" As he said that, he waved the hand holding the gourd in front of Feng Bujue. It was a gourd with vermilion paint, and the old beggar said
On his right hand, a little finger was broken.
Feng Bujue thought: Hong Qigong? It's impossible... Hong Qigong's is a big gourd, and the index finger is broken...
"Uh... I, my junior, have poor eyesight, but my senior, I am an expert in this world, I forgive you..." Feng Bujue was interrupted again.
"Hahahahaha..." the old beggar laughed: "You really don't know me, kid! Hahahaha!"
Of course, this old man is not Hong Qigong, but he is indeed the leader of the Beggar Clan. This man is called the King of Beggars, and his name is Meng Jiu. Seven years ago, Meng Jiu was defeated by Xie Sanjian and had one of his fingers cut off.
Everyone knows it. There is even a gangster who claims that Meng Jiu is destined to commit nine crimes, and this battle is doomed. The most outrageous thing... is that this statement has been widely circulated and recognized by the masses. It seems that
People won't use their brains to think about it...According to this logic, Xie San should have seven fingers cut off.
Meng Jiu is the leader of the largest gang in the world, and with his easy-to-remember nickname and the finger incident, it is really difficult to find people in the world who don't know him. It is said that there are many old beggars who chop themselves into pieces.
He used his fingers to pretend to be him and cheated him out of food and drink, which shows his popularity.
"Either you are pretending to be stupid or..." Meng Jiu suddenly stopped laughing, grabbed Feng Bujue's wrist, and pinched his veins. A sharp flash of light flashed through the old beggar's originally cloudy eyes.
The light: "Hmph... You have no internal strength at all, how can you pass Ye Hai's level? Tell me... how did you get here? Did you find some hidden path?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a cold sword edge placed on Meng Jiu's neck.
It turned out that at the moment when Meng Jiu suddenly took action, Siyu, who was standing closest to the two of them, reacted immediately. She thought Feng Bujue had triggered some flag and was being attacked. She was alert and immediately took out the "canonization",
He stepped out with an arrow. In an instant, the cold light had arrived.
"Let go." Her words were concise and concise, but they spoke loudly.
Meng Jiu was indifferent on the surface, but he was extremely surprised in his heart. He had never expected that the other party had such a skill. If he had been prepared in advance, he would not have been held hostage with a sword.
Meng Jiuxin said: This little girl is so young, but her body skills are so fast. I am afraid that she is even worse than Lu Qingning, who is famous for his Qinggong.
None of the people look like they have internal energy. Their breathing is no different from that of ordinary people. Even the lowest disciples of my Beggar Clan who have practiced Taizu Changquan for several years are not like this...
Of course, he doesn't know or understand... As a "player", Xiyu doesn't need to master any internal strength or light skills. She can achieve this speed simply by relying on her physical fitness. So how old is she?
, it doesn’t matter whether you have internal strength or not.
Feng Bujue caught something from Meng Jiu's expression, and he already knew something in his heart: "Senior." He was still smiling and kind: "If you have something to say, please let me go first." He said,
Chao Siyu winked, and the latter hesitated for two seconds before moving the sword away.
"Hmph...that's interesting." Meng Jiu looked at Feng Bujue, his eyes had changed, and Feng Bujue's smile, in the eyes of the Beggar King, also became a smile hiding a knife, "It seems that he is an old beggar, I misunderstood
..." Meng Jiu let go of Feng Bujue's hand, sat upright seemingly casually, and then said, "It's not that you don't have inner strength, but that you hide it deeply."
Feng Bujue is very talented in observing and remembering things. All the subtle moves of the other party cannot escape his eyes. "It's easy to talk...Senior, although I don't know you, but..." he said
, consciously move your eyes downward.
At this moment, Meng Jiu had changed from lying down to sitting cross-legged. Feng Bujue deliberately pointed out this matter with his eyes and said: "I have heard that in the martial arts of the Beggar Clan, the lower body kung fu is the most important.
The masters of each family are very good." He looked at Meng Jiu's face again: "Senior calls himself an 'old beggar', and his tone of voice is not shameful but proud; coupled with elegant hairstyle and free and easy clothes... In my humble opinion,
Even though you are not the leader of the Beggar Clan, you are still an elder in the Clan."
Although Meng Jiu didn't fully understand Feng Bujue's words, he still looked at Brother Jue with an expression of "I don't understand, but I feel strong". He slowly put down the wine and meat in his hands, cupped his fists and cupped his hands to the young man in front of him and said: "This
...The owner of the building, the old beggar king Meng Jiu, is the current leader of the beggar gang."
"Oh! I have admired you for a long time! What a disrespect!" Feng Bujuetian replied shamelessly. Even idiots know that he has never heard of this name before, otherwise he would have recognized the other person a long time ago. How can you talk about long-term admiration? How can you show disrespect?
It's not easy for Meng Jiu to get angry. He did underestimate the other party just now and offended him first. Besides, every word Feng Bujue said sounded polite at least on the surface, and was not sarcastic at most.
Dirty words.
At this time, Meng Jiu had already regarded the opponent as a powerful character in his heart. His basis was mainly based on two points: first, since the kid in front of him could see from the small movements of changing his sitting posture that this was to prepare for using his skills to fend off the enemy, then
He must know Kung Fu, and he is also a master of advanced martial arts.
Secondly, although the female swordsman's skill can only be considered first-rate, but for her age to be able to have such skill... she is either an innate master, or she must have practiced profound and extraordinary mental techniques. But she had to listen.
The hostess's words and deeds showed that this man named Feng Bujue was at least a first-rate master, or he might be her husband.
"I made a lot of mistakes just now..." Meng Jiu said.
This time it was Feng Bujue who interrupted the other party: "Hey~ what are you talking about?" He waved his hand and said: "This junior is ignorant and ignorant, how can I blame you, senior?"
Sadling, who was standing a few meters away, leaned into Xiao Tan's ear and whispered: "Our hostel is really thick-skinned. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and his expression was always so natural..."
The corner of Xiao Tan's mouth twitched: "Ha... You can tell that you are thick-skinned in this kind of scene? That's because you don't understand Brother Jue..." (To be continued)
