Game of Destiny: This player is different.

"I..."

Lengdu hurriedly wanted to say that he would go out too, but was stopped by Qin Nuo.

"You stay inside honestly. If we fall, you will come out to help."

After speaking, he took the initiative to tear off the pasted paper on the window and turned over.

The other two followed immediately.

At night in the countryside, everything is so quiet.

Looking around, the village in the distance was pitch black except for a few lit candles.

"Smear this on."

Qin Nuo took out the bottle of cow's tears from his backpack.

After Che Lizi and Brother Arrow smeared cow's tears with a slightly fishy smell on their eyelids, a pair of dead feet with only trouser legs appeared on the originally empty ground.

With his toes turned inward, he stood stiffly in front of the wall, motionless.

On the soles of the old cloth shoes, there were black footprints from last night.

It turns out that the kicker looks like a woman's feet.

I don't know what happened to me before my death.

After confirming that the kicker was unable to move, Qin Nuo immediately said in a low voice, "I did it."

The three players took out crossbow arrows, ghost swords, and frying pans, and shouted together.

Let's talk about cherries first.

He took a mouthful of Niulanshan and sprayed all the wine on the ghost knife.

With such a swipe of the finger, the blade ignited with flames.

After coquettishly dancing two knives, he aimed at the door kicker's slender leg and slashed wildly.

Then there is Qin Nuo.

Directly transporting enough power, Zhiyang Zhenqi lingers on the ugly pan.

Look at the ghost's feet and smash it vigorously.

Next is Brother Arrow.

Picking up a few joys and sorrows, aiming at the toes of the dead man's foot and shooting with a bow, it was very difficult.

This group of people faced the kicker who was stuck in a state of panic and could not move. They didn't respect the rules of the rivers and lakes at all, and their attacks were ruthless and black...

After dozens of seconds.

The door kicker couldn't bear it anymore.

The shape began to be erratic.

The originally straight trouser legs drooped limply like cows that were not congested.

The old cloth shoes disintegrated, exposing the exquisite little feet inside.

Ignore the corpse spots on it, whether it is the shape of the arc, or the smooth skin without horniness, it is not inferior to Pin Xixi's professional foot model.

Looks good, looks good.

It's a pity that ghosts are ghosts, so they can't stay.

"Get out of the way! I'll give it a final blow of justice!"

Qin Nuo told Che Lizi and Brother Jian to stop, stepped forward, and lifted the frying pan high.

The surging Nine Yang True Qi swung down without any sympathy.

How could the weak door kicker be able to withstand it?

Like a balloon that blows up, it immediately disappears in form and spirit, disappearing between the heaven and the earth.

ended?

The three players looked at each other, but no system notification sounded in their ears.

It seems that the door-kicking ghost was not counted as a supernatural event in Liushu Village.

However, address a head-on threat.

Not bad.

Qin Nuo knocked on the wall to let Hanlin Zimo release the petrified state.

After the broken wooden door was reinstalled, file into the house.

Everyone sat around the pit, discussing the next action while adjusting their status.

"So, the appearance of the door kicker was just an accident?"

Hanlin Zimo leaned against the wall and asked while recovering.

"I can't tell. There are more than 100 families in Liushu Village, and there is a tenth of a percent chance that we will come across them. How can it be so bad."

Cheerilee disagrees with him.

Brother Arrow: "Let's not talk about this, what should we do next?"

Qin Nuo said directly: "Simple, find the source of Li's second bewitched.

The system requires to solve the supernatural event in Liushu Village, and Li's second son is a villager, so his bewitching is a supernatural event that happened in the village.

As long as this matter is resolved, our mission should be completed. "

"Then go directly to his house tomorrow to ask about it." Che Lizi's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, "With the strength of the few of us, it's useless even if he gets sick again."

The players discussed for a while to unify their opinions.

Before dawn, they each found a corner to lie down and supplement their sleep.

I didn't close my eyes for two days, and got entangled with ghosts many times.

Even players whose physiology exceeds that of ordinary people will feel tired.

Chapter 202 Ancient Village's Mysteries (20), Interrogation

A few hours passed by.

When Leng dazedly rubbed his eyes and got up from the kang, it was already past seven in the morning.

"Wake up? You really slept like hell."

Cherry glanced over, then continued to cut the sausage with her head down.

The alcohol stove in front of him was burning, and a pot of instant noodles was gurgling as it burned.

"How about everyone?"

Leng stared sleepily around the room, only to find that the other three were not there.

"A sad arrow has gone to the recovery mechanism. Hanlin Zimo is making cow tears in the cowshed, and Brother Qin is punching at the door."

Cherry put the thinly sliced ​​ham sausage into the pot.

The instant noodles are almost cooked, and the rising aroma rushes straight to the nostrils.

"Hit, punch?"

Scratching his head in a daze, resisting the temptation of instant noodles, he got out of bed and looked outside.

I saw Qin Nuo, who was wearing a beautiful goat mask and Xiao organization's red cloud cloak, practicing boxing in the open space at the door.

Quite seriously.

Read on.

Feel inexplicably familiar.

Wild horses divide their manes, wave their pipas, and white cranes spread their wings...every move is exactly the same.

Isn't it the old man in the park who plays Tai Chi?

What is he doing with this thing, is he free?

Considering Qin Nuo's thigh-level performance since he entered the mission, he was in a daze and did not dare to make a judgment.

Maybe some kind of growth skill, the kind that needs to be practiced every day.

Convincing herself like this, she turned her attention back to the instant noodles in the pot.

The fragrant instant noodles made my stomach unbearably sour.

"I seldom cook instant noodles, let's taste the saltiness first."

Che Lizi skillfully filled the bowl and handed it over.

As a result, there was not even a single noodle in the bowl except for the noodle soup with a few scallions floating in it.

Really, taste salty.

Don't bastards even have the right to eat?

Dumbfounded, he sipped the noodle soup bitterly.

A bit salty o(╥﹏╥)o

While waiting, the three people who were busy outside entered the house.

Brother Jian patted the mud on his hands, and asked, "Brother Qin, what skills did you practice at the door early in the morning, and why are you moving so slowly?"

"Skills? How is that possible." Qin Nuo wiped the sweat from his brow, "The mission is too stressful, so I just do Tai Chi to soothe my body and mind."

"Oh, I see."

As soon as this remark came out, Leng Daidai, who was drinking the noodle soup, almost choked.

"Sister Leng, what's wrong with you?" Che Lizi cast a puzzled look.

"No, it's nothing. The soup is just a little hot."

...

After finishing breakfast, a group of people came to Mr. Li's house on the pretext of checking on patients.

Because the old man just fell ill yesterday, Luo Cuilian, mother and daughter did not go to work in the field, but stayed at home to take care of him.

"Gentlemen, you are here."

Li Xiaotian, who was hanging corn cobs in the yard, immediately put down her work and came up to him.

"Where's your father?"

Qin Nuo nodded and got straight to the point.

"My father is lying in the side room, I will take you there."

Following the peasant girl to the side room, he opened the door and saw Li's second son who was tied up by the arresting rope.

"I originally wanted to get Dad to sleep on the bed, but the rope is too heavy, and my mother and I can't move it."

Li Xiaotian looked at Li's second child with unbearable eyes.

Although the family was in a state of turmoil because of this person's frequent illnesses.

But no matter what, he is also a dear father.

It is absolutely impossible to abandon it.

"The rope is a magic weapon of Buddhism. Of course, people without Taoism can't lift it."

Qin Nuo panicked at random, took out a box of luncheon meat from his backpack, tore off the seal and stuffed it into Li Xiaotian's hand, "Big girl, we haven't had breakfast yet, take it and help us make soup."

meat!

The latter's eyes lit up.

Her house has not smelled meat for a year.

The aroma of the luncheon meat is almost overwhelming.

"This...what if it breaks."