These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 239 Nine Walls of Sighs
night.

After a few days of adjustment, the prison in the Demon Suppression Tower has become quite harmonious and filled with a relaxed and friendly atmosphere.

In the square in front of the prison, a group of people were walking back and forth.

"Hurry up and make a fire and cook."

"I've also written my love letter."

"Toasted rice tonight?"

"Ah."

"A bamboo tube?"

"Both of them, bamboo tube, river monster rice."

"That's great! I've never eaten anything this delicious before I came here."

In front of me was a bonfire party, with a barbecue grill, a barbecue net, a crow feather brush, and a river monster skin blower.

They are cooking.

Thanks to Su Yu Niang's soothing nature, these low-class women who had only received a few years of education were all influenced by her.

Besides, they are very "free" now.

They are not prisoners, but more than 2,000 prison guards. The change of identity will make them feel relieved.

And where are the prisoners in the prison?

Those two talisman masters.

The four internal organs realm is a very high realm.

So they had a sense that I was imprisoning the strong and preventing them from escaping.

Therefore, after becoming a manager, my enthusiasm for learning was very high.

In addition, as a follower of the Wusheng Sect, he was quickly integrated into the Wusheng sect group and was provided with abundant spiritual rice food every day.

Even at the foot of the mountain, daily bonfire parties and dinners began to be held.

When Ning Zheng returned home, there was only a note left on the table, asking Ning Zheng to come to the prison to eat in the big pot.

He was speechless on the spot!
The two of them were so busy building the prison that they had no time to rest.

After Ning Zheng arrived at the prison, she soon entered a bonfire party and sat down to eat. The surrounding area was full of a lively and cheerful atmosphere.

“Is this stockings?”

"Well, it is said that it was made by an embroiderer in the mountains. Try it on and see."

"So lovely."

"Beautiful, right?"

“It just breaks easily.”

"what about this?"

“It’s called high heels.”

Many women gathered around the huge blazing bonfire, dressed in beautiful clothes, dancing and singing.

Su Yu Niang is teaching them to become dance hosts and fleece the blacksmiths.

Ning Zheng had no objection to this.

The blacksmiths earn so much money, so naturally they have to spend it in the villa. It would be a good idea to use it to support the prison.
Ning Zheng found it pleasing to watch them practicing dancing in the distance.

I am such a good person.

The followers of the Wusheng Religion are all well taken care of.

At this moment.

The bonfire on the mountain and the bonfire at the foot of the mountain echoed each other from afar, giving a feeling of being able to see each other through the Magpie Bridge.

——The bonfires on both sides are lucky leeks.

Although the blacksmiths on the mountain were also eating in front of the campfire, they could not see clearly below the mountain with their telescopes.

Because this prison is covered by a huge circular high wall, peeping is prohibited and privacy is well protected.

Su Yu Niang has a lot of plans.

Let me show you how I practice dancing. How am I going to make money in the future?

I want the blacksmith in your villa to pay some money when he's having dinner, and then ask his sisters to go out and dance for you.

"The food they cook is so yin-filled that most living people probably can't stand it."

Ning Zheng had her fill and felt that the cooking skills were pretty good. She lay on a wooden chair, warming herself by the campfire and watching the dancing in the distance. A group of beautiful girls were singing and dancing happily.

He suddenly felt that it would be nice to change the dining environment occasionally.

Prison will be one of his eating places.

"Tomorrow, I guess I can go into the city and take a look."

A complicated feeling arose in his heart, as tomorrow would be his first official entry into the city since he came to this world.

He was somewhat looking forward to it.

I have no plans to go to Pyeongchang City.

Because it is a small local town, it has been in internal strife for the past few months and there has been no rest.

With the addition of the traitor Guipu, he recruited a group of his own people.

I guess there's nothing good left in the city.

Xinyizhou City is the trading core of the thousand cities on this land. He plans to see if there is an auction and buy some good things.

He has two goals for this trip:

1. Meat field.

2. Certain treasures and spiritual roots that accelerate the accumulation of knowledge.

In this way, blacksmiths can speed up their blacksmithing research.

Otherwise, even the most talented person would probably need several years to advance to a high-level blacksmith.

Even if this increase in the speed of knowledge accumulation has a little side effect.

For example, enlightenment, an old man taking over someone else's body, and a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest are all completely acceptable.

This kind of plot often appears in the vernacular novels published by Li Youzhu Bookstore.

The protagonist accepts the inheritance and quickly becomes a master of a certain profession. These adventures should also happen in reality.

He was thinking about all sorts of imaginary things while watching the passionate dance, feeling a different kind of mood.

Pingzu Paper House.

The oil lamp flickered in the cold and silent house.

Li Youzhu walked out of the door and looked at the prison bonfire, where a group of women were dancing, flashing with the dancers' sweat and brilliance, and fell into deep thought.

"My daughter"

"The villa hasn't been so lively for a long time."

He sighed deeply and returned to the room.

After a while, he brought out a chair and looked at the flickering fire in the distance again.

The next morning.

Ning Zheng woke up at home, feeling refreshed, which was a good sign for a long journey. She checked the time on the game forum: it was seven o'clock.

Originally, this world had a time count.

The alternation of the sun and the moon is so obvious that one can tell the time of the day.

But now without the sun and the moon, it is difficult to understand time, at least it has caused trouble for the lower-class people.

Ning Zheng was fine too, he could check the time on the forum.

And I looked at their forum last night. "Boss City Defense Target: Little Boy Fusion Reaction in Progress, Ground-to-Ground Long-Range Missile Program Officially Launched"

"How many little boys will it take for the followers of the No Life Religion to half-awaken?"

"On the plot of Xinyizhou City: Can I finally go and play with the Sword Fairy?"

The real purpose of entering the city: to purchase resources from the villa, not to make contact with the sword fairy in the middle of the vortex.

Ning Zheng looked around the forums and found that their information was basically irrelevant.

The only interesting thing is a post.

Jiucai Rong: Brothers, something big has happened

The post reads:
"The old steward said that after the blacksmith explored the way and confirmed it was safe, he would go into the city to buy things."

“How can we go into the city and not take pictures?”

"When I was making purchases earlier, I asked the blacksmith to jointly buy a projection screen. This is a magical tool that can take pictures. I actually used it and asked Yu Jin to take it out to take pictures."

"The traveling frog is known to take photos during its travels and bring them back to its owner."

"The travel photos are officially online. This depends on the planning team. We need to hire more artists to create some CG photos."

"Don't ask why I didn't buy a video recording ball and just record it. That thing is the same as the communication device. It costs a thousand magic coins. I can't afford it. I can only take a photo."

"I'm planning to make a mid-level spiritual root, mutate the painting cards, and take pictures with software. I can project pictures onto the painting cards. It will be very promising. I will break into the high-end market, starting with me!"

"This mutant painting card can probably be turned into a tablet and used as a comic strip."

They clearly know.

It is impossible for the player to open the map.

Only the embers can go.

From their perspective, this is essentially a game of managing a villa with a very small map.

Each area they had visited before was a small independent copy.

If the plot involves a large city or a super-large sandbox, the production team simply won’t make such a large map, so they can only let the embers go out.

There is nothing outside the air wall.

Now take a CG photo of the adventure and bring it back to the owner. This is already the standard of a traveling frog!
Ning Zheng read the forum and had dinner, which took about an hour, and it was exactly eight o'clock.

The blacksmith just came online.

He stood up, put on his coat, and went up to the villa.

At the gate of the villa, a group of people were already on standby.

There were even banners hanging.

[Respectfully send the old steward into the city to help you achieve victory.]

This damn ritual.

Well done. Don't do it again next time.

Without any pause, Ning Zheng sent the group of eight to the teleportation array and looked down at the luck value:
[Current Luck Value: 1900]

Up 50 points.

This small number is not a stroke of luck, but today's trip has been smooth sailing.

Ning Zheng thought this was normal.

How can there be so many coincidences?
There are probably millions of people coming in and out of Xinyizhou City every day, but why did something happen when I went there?
It would be most unreasonable if something happened.

To be on the safe side, Ning Zheng decided to let them go first.

"Yes!"

"The reconnaissance team is officially dispatched!"

A group of people officially stepped in.

According to the coordinate information left by the Sword Fairy, he was successfully teleported to the temporary teleportation array on the other side.

My eyes were in a trance.

Several people appeared in a snowy area deep in the mountains, surrounded by a vast expanse of white.

This teleportation array was obviously left by Jian Xin as a backup plan for escape. If any unexpected accident occurred in the city, he could directly retreat from the city from here.

"Which direction?" asked Yan Hua.

"Let's go to a higher place to confirm first."

Arya obviously has experience in escaping in the wild.

She had previously escaped from Pyeongchang City following the tide of refugees.

He encountered black shops, robbers, monsters, bullies, and all kinds of things along the way, and finally escaped to the Sword-Forging Villa deep in the mountains.

During that escape, many talented people emerged from all walks of life, from all walks of life, including many experienced wilderness monster hunters.

Arya followed along and gained a lot of experience. Her knowledge was not inferior to that of the veterans in the Five Body Realm.

And the higher level of the Four Organs Realm?
Sorry.

They may not necessarily have as much wilderness knowledge as those in the Five Body Realm.

After all, there are very few independent cultivators who can enter the Four Organs Realm, and family members do not need to take risks at a low level.

People like Shi Youyou and others before them couldn't even build a house, let alone survive in the wilderness.

People can only go out alone after breaking through the four internal organs. At that time, they have already left the realm of survival and fly at low altitude in the wild.

and so.

For today's material collection adventure teams, it is actually Arya who provides tactical experience.

otherwise.

Can they succeed relying on this group of blacksmiths who have high expectations but poor skills and talk nonsense?

They are all good kids in the city.

I had no experience in surviving in the wild, and I had no idea how to find directions or identify the footprints of monsters.

"Go that way!"

"Protect Arya."

"Move quickly."

Soon, led by Arya, they all walked through the snow.

Fortunately, they are all tricks and will not get tired.

They soon climbed to the top of the snow-capped peak which was several thousand meters high. As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, they discovered an extremely shocking scene.

"Look, what is that?" Yanhua suddenly screamed loudly.

Everyone looked up and saw a huge wall tens of thousands of meters high.

It seemed like a barrier that covered the sky and the sun, standing before our eyes and piercing into the clouds.

The thousands of meters high snow-capped mountain beneath their feet seemed like an anthill, too short to be noticeable.

That mythical wall gives people an incredible sense of shock, as if mountains far taller than Mount Everest are piled together, giving people a mythical and strong sense of suffocation.

Dusk enveloped the giant wall, and history was threading the needle, running through the tombstones to form a corridor.

It was one of the walls built by the greatest beings in human history.

In a trance, everyone was infected by a vast and profound spirit.

The majestic figures on the wall seem to be right in front of my eyes, with the earth-shaking sword shadows, knife marks, their spirit, tears, sorrows and joys, now rippling with the waves of the long river of time, buried in the dust of the old years, and disappearing in the rain.

"This endless Great Wall of billions of miles is the history of the human race!!"

This scene was too real and too shocking, causing almost everyone to shout with excitement.

We have found the Wall of Sighs of human history!

(End of this chapter)