Thriller Paradise Chapter 189: Cangling on the sword (4)

The words are divided into two parts. Let's say that the people on the front line of Hell have passed Yehai Pass and walked along the small road for about half an hour before they came to the village entrance of Cangling Town.

Along the way, Feng Bujue has been analyzing the situation of the script and discussing how to deal with it with his teammates.

In terms of strength...According to the previous blue-robed old man’s combat power speculation, the martial arts masters in this script are undoubtedly relatively strong. If the player competes with them, I am afraid that there are several lives that are not enough to die. However, players also have their own advantages. Settings such as skills and equipment belong to the category of supernatural things in this world. Even a master at the level of Ye Cheng or Xie San will die if fired by a firearm without defense. undoubtedly.

However, Feng Bujue believes that under normal circumstances, it is better not to have any conflict with them, let alone expose the only advantages of being a player prematurely. Because this is a script generated in sleep mode, the time required for the process is likely to be very long, which means that players may have to stay in this script for a long time.

There is no doubt that the key point of the plot is the "duel" event. The script is unlikely to end before that duel. Bai Dian mentioned a "duel in three days". This message appeared in the opening CG, which was an obvious reminder. Players who have noticed this sentence will naturally care about it in their hearts.

Wait another two or three hours, the day will dawn, the "first day" will officially start, and the duel day will be on the third day. Assuming that Ye Cheng and Xie San are going to find a place to drink the northwest wind while admiring the moon at 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening of the third day, then there will be about 65 hours before the duel at this moment.

Feng Bujue exited from non-sleep mode at night and fell asleep in the game cabin, and the set login time was 12:10. As for the preparation time before entering the script, it is negligible, and it will only take more than two minutes to change to real time.

According to the situation of this script, if they want to play through the level, it will end at almost 7 o'clock in the morning. Not surprisingly, they can only play this script this evening.

"So...it's settled. I am the master of Pojian Chaliao, and you are all my squatters." Feng Bujue came to the entrance of the village and finally confirmed with everyone: "Try not to get involved with others. Conflict, even if there is a conflict, don’t take out the gun if you don’t have to. Modern weapons are our trump card. As long as we use them once and are seen by others, it will be difficult for the opponent to look at the muzzle when we use them again in the future. It’s a great situation."

When they said this, a broken wall of wooden stacks and bricks appeared in front of the five. The entrance of this village is very simple. It was built against a mountain wall, with three large characters 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, the lowest point is parallel to the line of sight, and the characters are three feet long. As broad as shoulders. As long as you are a martial artist, standing here, you will know that this character is neither carved with a chisel nor with a weapon, but with the finger as a pen to release the true energy and write it in one go. .

These three characters are upright and strong in shape, long and leopard transformation, and their meaning is majestic, simple and powerful. The predecessor who wrote this word. The level of martial arts is incredible. Even the two peerless swordsmen who are going to duel this time are far from their opponents.

Of course, this word dates back to when Cangling Town was first built. I have already written it down. The predecessor is no longer alive. It's just that his feat, staying here, will make future generations amazed.

"Oh. That's it." Xiao Tan looked at the name of the town on the mountain wall with the help of moonlight. "It's weird. Didn't the introduction say that this is just a small village, but the town's name is engraved so ostentatiously, it's quite impressive."

"Do you think that only an illegal armed group like Huaguoshan Shuiliandong can engrave place names on the mountains?" Feng Bujue joked.

Master Trace Department interrupted at this moment: "Although I don't understand these very well...but these words don't look like they were carved up, do they? Could they be carved out by a master with sword energy?"

"Eh! It's possible." Xiao Tan said immediately: "Maybe someone who came to the duel, deliberately showed such a hand at the entrance of the village, and wanted to give every martial artist who enters the village a martial art."

"No." Saiyu calmly denied, still cherishing words like gold.

Xiao Tan and Jibu both looked at her, but she didn't mean to explain at all, just turned her head, and gently touched her shoulder with the back of her hand.

"What are you doing? Are you socially impaired?" Feng Bujue looked at Liu Yu.

Siyu stared at Feng Bujue with cold eyes. There was no emotional fluctuation on her face, but this gave people an invisible sense of oppression, "No."

The sad spirit on the side didn't know what it was looking at, and suddenly laughed out loud with a chuckle.

"Okay, let me explain." Feng Bujue shrugged and turned to sigh. "The characters on the mountain wall are obviously not the products of this era. Look carefully at the moss and the cracks on the rocks. It has been a few years since the words were engraved. As for the purpose of the engraver a hundred years ago... Maybe that person is the name of this place." He paused, as if he had thought of something: "Well...interesting , Maybe... it was not because of this duel that Cangling Town became extraordinary. It was because of the secrets hidden in the town itself that this duel occurred."

"Hey, there is a guy over there, he seems to have noticed us." Bei Ling said suddenly, and pointed his finger in the direction of the village entrance.

Everyone looked there, and found a figure sitting and lying on the ground more than 30 meters away from them.

Feng Bujue was the first to bear the brunt and went ahead. After all, he can speak well and react quickly. It is the most efficient for him to negotiate with him.

After crossing that shabby barrier, the five of them formally stepped into Cangling Town, and the system prompt came:

[The current mission has been changed, the main mission has been updated]

In the menu, [Enter Cangling Town] is ticked next to the task.

The new mission is also revealed: [Investigate the truth behind the duel]

When he saw the content of this task, Feng Bujue immediately popped a word: "Damn!"

For him, this task is much more troublesome than the task of "investigating the truth about the evil spirits in the temple in the north of town", because the so-called "the truth behind the duel" may be anything. Maybe it has something to do with the court, maybe it can be related to the haunted things in this village, maybe Ye Cheng is an alien, maybe Xie San and Ye Cheng are friends...

Everyone knows that there is some kind of conspiracy behind the plot, but the content of the main mission suddenly changes from a very specific behavior. It has become a pointless thing. Doesn't this mean that players are completely free to play?

Thinking about it, Feng Bujue had already walked to the figure sitting on the ground. At this distance, he could see more clearly.

That's an old beggar. The age is similar to Ye Hai. Grey head and face, ragged clothes. He held a fleshy 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. Wait until the brother gets closer. He opened his mouth and said: "These days, there are a lot of people coming on the road, but I always know those people." He smashed his mouth and swallowed a bite of meat; "It's really strange today. There are a few unborn faces. Haha... How could Ye Hai, the old ghost, let you little dolls come in?"

"I am his illegitimate child." Feng Bujue replied with a serious face.

"Puff!" The old beggar was almost choked to death by a sip of wine. He coughed so much that his tears came out. Then he relieved his breath and widened his eyes and said: "What did you say?"

"Hehe...just a joke with senior." Feng Bujue clasped his fists and arched his hands: "Junior Pojian Chaliao, Feng Bujue, these are my friends, and they are guests in the lao on weekdays..."

"I haven't heard of it." The old beggar waved his hand and interrupted him: "I think you, a junior, are quite polite, so I can advise you. Hurry back and don't go into the town to take a trip in this muddy water."

How could Feng Bujue leave? With a smile on his face, he politely said: "I haven't asked Senior Gao for his name?"

"Oh?" The old beggar showed a puzzled look: "Don't you know who I am?" Then, he shook the gourd's hand in front of Feng Bujue. It was a vermilion lacquered gourd, and the old beggar had broken a little finger on his right hand.

Feng Bujue said: Hong Qigong? Impossible... Hong Qigong is a big gourd, and his index finger is broken...

"Uh... the younger generation has clumsy eyes. The seniors are seniors, who are outsiders in the world. Forgive me..." Feng Bujue was interrupted again.

"Hahahahaha..." The old beggar laughed loudly: "Boy, you really don't know me! Hahahaha!"

This old man is naturally not Hong Qigong, but he is indeed the leader of the beggar gang. This person is called the king of beggars, and his name is Meng Jiu. Seven years ago, Meng Jiu was defeated by Xie Sanjian and was severed with one finger. Everybody knows this fact. There was even a quagmire who claimed that this man Meng Jiu hit the ninth, and this battle was a fate. The most outrageous... nothing is that this statement has been widely circulated and recognized by the masses. As if people wouldn't use their brains to think...According to this logic, Xie San should have seven fingers cut off.

Meng Jiu, as the leader of the world's largest gang, coupled with the low name and easy memorization, and the occurrence of the finger incident, it is really difficult to find people who don't know him in the arena. It is said that many old beggars have chopped their fingers and pretended that he cheated on eating and drinking, and his popularity is evident.

"Either you pretend to be stupid, or..." Meng Jiu suddenly stopped smiling, and suddenly grabbed Feng Bujue's wrist and pinched his veins. A sharp light flashed through the old beggar’s turbid eyes: "Huh...you have no internal energy at all, how can you pass Yehai's pass? Say...how did you come here? Did you find out? What hidden path is there?"

Before the words came to an end, I saw a cold sword edge, which had been placed on Meng Jiu's neck.

It turned out that at the moment when Meng Jiu suddenly shot, Siyu, who was standing closest to the two of them, immediately reacted. She thought it was Feng Bujue that triggered some FLAG and was attacked. When she was alert, she immediately took out the "Feng Bujue". Holy", strode out. In an instant, the cold light had arrived.

"Let go." Her words were concise, but utterly loud.

On the surface, Meng Jiu was indifferent, but he was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect the other party to have such a hand. If he was prepared beforehand, he would not be held by someone with a sword.

Meng Jiuxin said: This little girl is so young, she is so fast, I am afraid that compared to the famous ‘falling plum sword’ Lu Qingning, it is even worse. But... I don't think this group of people look like they have internal strength. Their breathing is no different from ordinary people. Even if they are the lowest-level disciples in my Beggar Gang who have practiced Taizu Changquan for several years, this is not the case. ...

Of course, he doesn't know or understand...As a "player", Siyu doesn't need to master any internal power or light skills. She can achieve this speed simply by relying on her physical fitness. So it doesn't matter how old she is or whether she knows internal skills.

Feng Bujue had captured something from Meng Jiu’s expression, and he knew it in his heart: "Senior." He was still smiling, and his face was kind: "If you have something to say, let me go first." He After that, Chao Siyu winked, and the latter hesitated for two seconds before removing the sword.

"Huh... this is interesting." Meng Jiu's eyes changed when he saw Feng Bujue. Feng Bujue's smile became a knife hidden in the smile in the eyes of King Beggar. "It seems to be an old beggar. I misunderstood..." Meng Jiu let go of Feng Bujue's hand, and seemed to sit upright inadvertently, and then said, "You don't have no internal power, but you are hidden."

Feng Bujue is very talented in observing and remembering things. All the subtle actions of the other party can't escape his eyes. "It's easy to say... this senior, although I don't know you, but..." As he spoke, he consciously moved his gaze down.

At this moment, Meng Jiu has changed from sitting and reclining to sitting cross-legged. Feng Bujue deliberately spotted the incident with his eyes, and said: "Suwen Beggar is helping martial arts school, and the next step is Along the way, I took the directors of each family. It was very good." He looked at Meng Jiu's face again: "Senior called himself an'old beggar', and his tone was not ashamed but proud; in addition, the hair was elegant and the clothes were free and easy... according to the younger generation. In my humble opinion, even if you are not the leader of the beggar gang, you are also an elder in the gang."

Although Meng Jiu didn't fully understand Feng Bujue's words, he still looked at Brother Jue with an expression of "I don't know, but Jue Li", slowly putting down the alcohol and meat in his hand, and clasping his fists to the young man in front of him: "This... the lao master. The old beggar king Meng Jiu is the leader of the beggar gang today."

"Oh! Long admiration! Disrespect and disrespect!" Feng Bujue replied shamelessly. Idiots know that he has never heard of this name before, otherwise he would have recognized the other party long ago. Why is it disrespectful?

Meng Jiu's side is not easy to have an attack. It was indeed that he looked down on the other party just now, and offended first. What's more, every sentence Feng Bujue said, at least on the surface, sounds more polite, at best it can be considered a mockery without dirty words.

At this time, Meng Jiu has already regarded the other party as a powerful character~IndoMTL.com~ His basis is mainly based on two points: First, since the boy in front of him can change his sitting posture, he can see that this is for luck. To prepare for fighting against the enemy, he must know Kung Fu, and he is also a master of superior martial arts.

Secondly, although the skill of the female swordsman can only be regarded as first-class for the time being, she can have this kind of skill at her age... not a congenital master, she must have practiced a profound and wonderful mind. But she had to listen to the words of the Lao Master. It can be seen that this man named Feng Bujue is at least a first-rate master, or her husband.

"The old man made a lot of gaffes just now..." Meng Jiu said.

This time it was replaced by Feng Bujue and interrupted the other party: "Hey~What are these words." He waved his hand: "You are a junior and ignorant, so how can you blame you, senior?"

The sad spirit standing a few meters away leaned into Xiao Tan's ear and whispered: "Our lord's face is really thick. From beginning to end, there is no word in his heart, and his expression is always so natural..."

Sighing, the corners of her mouth twitched: "Heh...you can see that you have a thick skin in this scene? That's because you don't understand Brother Jue..." (to be continued. If you like this work, welcome You come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)