Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty All People Are Soldiers, Moons
"Uncle, have you ever heard of Yules?"
Seeing the middle-aged man's expression, Ling Chen couldn't help but look happy.
"He, who is he to you?" The middle-aged man's body trembled slightly.
Ling Chen couldn't figure out why the middle-aged man was so excited, but he didn't think much about it. He explained: "I was asked by a demon in the demon world to help him find the relics of his old master Yules."
"Devil? He is indeed a devil!"
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and stared at Ling Chen with gritted teeth: "You are associating with the devil just like Yules, you must be a devil too!"
"What?" Ling Chen was a little confused. He couldn't deal with chickens and ducks. He was also a chicken and duck, right?
"Here comes someone! The devil is coming from Yulesi's accomplices, the devil is coming from Yulesi's accomplices!"
The middle-aged man actually shouted as he took out a big knife from the storage space and slashed it straight at Ling Chen's head.
Ling Chen was stunned by this accident. His consciousness and reaction ability were still there, and he almost didn't think about it. With a sway of his feet, he could barely avoid the attack power and speed of a master Berserker player.
Bang bang bang...
A series of banging sounds were heard from house to house, and then the door opened wide. Just when Ling Chen dodged the middle-aged man more than ten times and asked what was going on, countless men and women rushed out.
Each and every one of them, unlike normal villagers, was armed with all kinds of regular weapons. Magic wands, bows and arrows, broadswords, daggers... and they rushed towards Ling Chen. Except for children, almost everyone, male or female, was as strong as any professional.
Expert player.
This Laifeng Village is obviously a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. It belongs to that kind of special village. Normally, he is no different from an ordinary village leader. Men farm and women weave. But if there is a special task, he will immediately become a whole-people army.
"It's him, it's him!"
The middle-aged man kept attacking Ling Chen with a ferocious knife. At the same time, he raised his hand and kept pointing at him.
"Uncle, why did you attack me?" Ling Chen dodged left and right.
"Kill him, kill him!"
The villagers charged wildly. Even the children, each armed with a weapon, charged towards Ling Chen.
In an instant, arrows, fireballs, and ice picks all rushed toward Ling Chen.
"Listen to my explanation, I just came to ask Yules if there are any relics here..."
Ling Chen raised his sword and struck continuously, knocking away all kinds of arrows and small magics.
None of the villagers spoke, and they kept raising various weapons and launching attacks. Their faces were filled with grief, anger and hatred.
Ling Chen gritted his teeth. Seeing that the melee class was already approaching, he turned around and quickly shot out of the village entrance.
After leaving the village, he ran for hundreds of meters in one breath, throwing away all the pursuers. Ling Chen stopped. His head was filled with a ball of mush.
He was attacked as soon as he opened his mouth, and was not given any chance to explain. It was clear that Yules had caused harm to this village. And the harm was not small, and it may even affect the present. Otherwise, after more than 800 years, no matter how big it is,
The hatred has also been diluted. What happened dozens of generations ago, let alone the villagers, still share the same hatred. Whether anyone remembers Yules is a question.
If they were bandits, Ling Chen wouldn't be able to do anything. He had a sword in his right hand and a magic wand in his left hand. Although the strength of these villagers was not weak, they were not taken into consideration by him. He could simply destroy them all and then go find the memorabilia by himself.
But these people are all NPC villagers. Although there was a reason for the incident, he was attacked first. But if he rashly killed the villagers, if it was Le Sili who suffered first, even if he was acting in self-defense, he would definitely be punished.
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"What should I do?" Ling Chen was a little dumbfounded. This task seemed to be a dead end.
The villagers didn't give him a chance to explain, let alone let him check the memorabilia. And he couldn't attack with all his strength, kill all the villagers and then go check the memorabilia. It seemed that the only way was to tie up all the villagers and then go
Go check the memorabilia.
However, the strength of the villagers is not weak. If they attack in groups, they will not be able to stop them unless they show some real skills. If they use earth collision or small slow fireballs, it is easy to kill them in an instant. If they are not used correctly, they will also be killed.
face the risk of being punished.
Sitting down on a big rock, Ling Chen had a head as big as an ox, but he had to work hard to calm down and consider whether there was any feasible solution.
Applying for a set of pens and ink, Ling Chen kept recording the inspirations that flashed in his mind on the paper, densely packed. After a piece of white paper was completely filled, Ling Chen looked at the time and saw that three or four hours had passed. Again.
The inspirations written down on the white paper are so confused that none of them can withstand scrutiny.
"Help! Someone, help!"
Ling Chen was at his wits' end and was considering contacting Qing Yao to ask her to help find a solution, when a faint cry for help floated in the distance.
Jumping on the boulder, Ling Chen looked into the distance and saw a ragged young man holding a big knife and staggering towards the mountain. Behind him, hundreds of bandits followed closely and soon caught up with the young man.
people.
After a melee, the young man managed to break out of the siege with his good attack power. However, his low health seemed to have dropped to less than 20%, and his staggering steps became more and more chaotic.
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Without thinking, Ling Chen jumped off the boulder, and like a sharp arrow, he shot out a hundred meters and reached the young man's side.
The magic wand was raised, and a series of small fireballs blasted towards the bandits with a whistling sound.
Bang bang bang...
There were quite a few bandits, hundreds in total. However, Ling Chen was not slow in casting small fireballs, and with his condescending position, he was able to suppress all the hundreds of bandits in one go with his small fireballs.
"What a strong attack power, what a fast speed!"
Seeing the bandits tumbling backward one by one, the young man sat down on the ground. With a feeling of powerlessness filling his body, he looked at the magic wand in Ling Chen's hand with envy on his face.
"withdraw!"
Seeing that he could not be defeated for a long time, and his health not only dropped, but only about half of his health was left, a small boss waved his hand, shouted, and took the lead in running down the mountain.
The bandits suddenly receded like a tide and soon disappeared among the rocks.
Ling Chen was about to go back to Dashi to continue thinking about solutions. The young man stepped forward quickly and said with a grateful face: "Brother adventurer, thank you for saving Lu Wen's life."
"It's just a small favor, just a favor."
Ling Chen waved his hand and walked back to Dashi. He understood that if an NPC was in danger and rescued him, he would probably receive a hidden mission. Normally, it would be rare to receive a hidden mission, even if the reward for this hidden mission was only
Ling Chen would not refuse a piece of green light equipment.
It's a pity. He doesn't have time now, his mind is full of the Infinity Stone mission.
The young man seemed to have no intention of just leaving. After quickly catching up with Ling Chen, he quickly said: "Brother Adventurer. Did you come to Luke Mountain to hunt high-level monsters? I have always lived in Luke Mountain.
Keshan is more familiar with it than anyone else and can help lead the way."
"No need, I didn't come to Luke Mountain to hunt monsters." Ling Chen shook his head and walked a few steps. He suddenly stopped and turned to look at the young man named Lu Wen, asking: "Are you
People from Laifeng Village?”
"Hey, Brother Adventurer also knows about our Laifeng Village?" Lu Wenton was surprised, then he patted his head again and said suddenly: "My village is not far away from here, Brother Adventurer has been there just now, right?"
Ling Chen nodded, smiling bitterly in his heart. He had been there and was kicked out.
"It's almost noon. Brother Adventurer, please come back to the village with me to have dinner!" Lu Wenxi said: "Our village has always kept aloof from the outside world and rarely has contact with the outside world. Everyone will be very happy to see guests coming to our door."
Ling Chen was speechless, but also happy. He started slashing with weapons one by one.
After thinking about it, Ling Chen looked at Lu Wen with a bright look in his eyes. Basically, the villagers in Laifeng Village already knew him, and it would definitely not work if he tried to make false statements. The person in front of him might be an opportunity.
"Brother Adventurer, you..." Lu Wen felt a little uncomfortable when Ling Chen stared at him.
Ling Chen smiled, and after sorting out his thoughts, asked: "Lu Wen, I just saw that your strength seems to be good! Who taught you?"
"No way, compared with the adventurer brother, it's far behind." Lu Wen scratched his head and said: "An adventurer passed by our village before. He thought that I had good qualifications, so he stayed to teach me for a while."
Ling Chen secretly scolded Lu Wen for being dishonest and all the people were soldiers. How could there be so many adventurers entering the village to recruit apprentices?
The conversation was blocked, and all the formulaic routes Ling Chen considered were useless. He had a headache, and something moved in his heart, so he couldn't help but said: "Lu Wen, why don't you see an old man in your village?"
"elder!"
Lu Wen's face turned a lot whiter, and there was anger and hatred in his eyes.
Ling Chen was secretly happy. Sure enough, there was something wrong. When he saw that all the people were in arms, he felt a little strange. Even children and women took out weapons and killed them. Why was there not an old man there?
Seeing Lu Wen's face turn sharply, as if he was thinking of a reason to explain, Ling Chen took a step back and said with a little contempt: "It's not like your village wants to lighten the burden and put all the old people..."
"How is that possible!" Lu Wen was so frightened by Ling Chen's words that he jumped up and waved his hands repeatedly: "We Laifeng villagers are simple and simple, how can we do such a thing."
"Then why is there not even an old man?" Ling Chen chased after him.
"This..." Lu Wen's face fell, he hesitated again and again, and said helplessly: "Because no one can live that long!"
"No one can live that long?" Ling Chen was surprised.
Lu Wen nodded and gritted his teeth with hatred: "Our entire village has been cursed by a demon, and our descendants will not be able to live past forty."
"Devil's curse?"
Although Ling Chen looked surprised, he almost understood what was going on. He was 90% sure that the curse was caused by Lu Si.
Sure enough, Lu Wen stopped covering up, and the content of his explanation was similar to what Ling Chen thought.
More than 800 years ago, Yulesi was the top dark mage. In order to avoid his enemies, he lived in seclusion in the village of Laifeng where he lived since he was a child. Who knew that as time went by, he found that he was old and frail, and that he might have no hope of revenge.
Yulesi's temperament changed drastically and he even started using villagers as test targets.
Later, they were discovered by the villagers, and they designed to weaken Yulesi's strength with medicine, and they attacked in groups. After taking more than half of the casualties, Yulesi was finally killed. But when Yulesi was dying, he also gave the survivors descendants.
Sun Du would not survive the curse of forty, and shouted that his disciples outside would come back to avenge him.
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