A foreigner's journey

In the luxurious hall of Xinghai Ark, Moshi was trying to persuade the distraught Kaido in a gentle voice.

The three-meter-tall big guy Kaido squatted on the golden steps, his two big hands like palm leaves supporting his cheeks and his eyes were dull, obviously he had not yet recovered from the world he had just experienced.

Rebecca squatted beside him, tilting her head and curiously poking Kaido's calf with the metal barrel.

Moshi's mouth was dry from talking, and he took two steps back helplessly and shook his head gently at Heather.

"Mommy, what's wrong with Kaido?" Rebecca asked Moshi in the coquettish voice of a sweet girl in Hong Kong dramas.

"I suffered a huge shock in the mission world, and my brain has not recovered for a while. Alas, poor Kaido, I don't know what kind of torture he suffered in the mission world, he who has always been mentally strong actually showed such an expression." Moshi stroked his face with one hand, looking heartbroken.

Nemo put down the bottle of wine and grinned: "Wow, even Brother Kaido was hit so hard, it seems that it is the right choice for me to stay with the boss."

Just then, footsteps were heard from the corridor outside the Golden Hall.

Shuzhan strode into the hall in a black windbreaker and looked at the magnificent hall with admiration: "It is a perfect residence, my lord."

"Oh, Suzhan, you are back just in time, come and help us persuade Kaido."

Heather looked like she saw a savior: "This guy is depressed by the mission world."

Shuzhan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Kaido has always been straightforward and never leaves pressure until the next day. How can he be depressed? What world did he go to?"

Hearing the gloating in Suzhan's words, Haidao's originally drooping eyelids slightly lifted: "...What world did you go to?"

"Queen's Sword, there is only one B-level and one C-level mission." This low-level world is no different from a vacation for Suzhan.

As soon as he heard the name of this world, Heather immediately glanced at Suzhan. He remembered that the protagonist of Queen's Sword was called Sonya, a beautiful red-haired girl. Tsk, Suzhan is addicted to red hair again.

The corners of Haidao's mouth twitched twice, and his two big hands slowly rubbed his unshaven face, saying sadly: "What a beautiful world you went to, you don't have to worry about it and there are beautiful women... Do you know what world I went to?"

The other weapon people really didn't know where Haidao went, and looked at Heather at the same time. The latter made a mouth shape to them - Love in the Courtyard.

For a moment, even Moshi looked at Haidao with sympathy.

Love in the Courtyard, that is a terrifying place for all the villains.

Haidao covered his face with his hands, his voice trembling, as if he was recalling the most terrifying thing in his life:

"What kind of a hell world is that? As soon as I entered, the organizers warned me that I would be forced to leave if my identity was exposed. Then they gave me a reward for an S-level mission if I lived in the courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang where the protagonist was for 1,000 days.

In order to fit the atmosphere of that time period, I not only broke off two horns but also used my life to shrink to two meters tall, and then... Then I was sent to the courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang as a blind migrant without an ID.

What a sin, what a sin... I originally thought that I would live quietly for more than two years, but I didn't expect that there would be so many monsters in that place!"

Monsters? Heather only knew that Heather went to the world of Love in the Courtyard, and she didn't really see the specific situation.

He hurriedly called everyone over and projected Haidao's past experience onto the wall of the Golden Hall.

Then they were all stunned.

Can this thing really be considered Love in the Courtyard?

In the picture, Hai Dao, wearing a patched navy blue coarse cloth coat, was hiding in the window of a small shabby house in the corner of the courtyard and secretly looking out.

In the courtyard, a group of people were quarreling fiercely.

The short and fat old woman Jia Zhang stood in the middle of the courtyard with her hands on her hips, cursing the protagonist Sha Zhu for not paying money to help their Jia family, and Jia Geng, the eldest grandson of the Jia family, was crying loudly.

Not far away, the curvy white lotus heroine Qin Huairu was red-eyed and kept helping her mother-in-law Jia Zhang.

The first uncle Yi Zhonghai with a short haircut and a square face also joined in, scolding Sha Zhu for being disrespectful to the elderly and committing a heinous crime.

The fat and strong second uncle Liu Haizhong was watching the show happily next to him, surrounded by his three sons.

The third uncle Yan Fugui, who looked poor, was hunched over and looked at the two warring parties with a sly look.

Xu Damao, Sha Zhu's lifelong enemy, kept cheering for Jia Zhang in the crowd.

The protagonist Sha Zhu was sweating profusely as he dealt with the crowd.

At this point, everything was still under control, and this is how most TV shows are played.

But soon, Hai Dao's expression changed in the picture, and he looked terrified.

Maybe Jia Zhang's mouth was too stinky, and she touched Sha Zhu's sore spot.

Sha Zhu suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his body was surrounded by the Niwang streamers formed by the kitchen smoke and stove. His muscles bulged and he rushed forward with a Niwang posture and slapped Jia Zhang to the ground.

This palm, the wind and clouds changed color! The sky above the courtyard immediately rolled with dark clouds, like a stormy sea.

Fourth gear! Sha Zhu!

This palm was enough to destroy the mountains and the sea, but it only left a palm mark on Jia Zhang's fat face.

There was not even a drop of blood at the corner of Jia Zhang's mouth. She threw herself on the ground and rolled over desperately, crying, "Old Jia! Please come back soon. Sha Zhu is bullying us, an orphan and a widow! He is not a human being!"

As he shouted, the dark clouds that had been rolling over the courtyard turned into a huge vortex, and then a black light fell from the center of the vortex.

This was a huge zombie skeleton, with his rotten skin stuck to his skull, and his bloodshot eyeballs in his eye sockets spun around a few times, then turned towards Shazhu below.

The bone wings behind the skeleton spread out, protecting Jia Zhang in the middle. Jia Zhang wiped the corners of her mouth, and her body automatically floated up, looking coldly at Shazhu: "Shazhu, you are so brave!"

The great wizard of the dead, Jia Zhang!

"Mom, Shazhu didn't mean it, so don't bother him. Shazhu, apologize to my mom." The Buddha's light shone, and white lotuses fell from the sky. Qin Huairu was wearing a white gauze like a bodhisattva, with his left hand raised to make a seal, and his right hand holding a ceramic jar as a jade bottle, sitting cross-legged on the lotus throne with a solemn look.

White Lotus Bodhisattva, Qin Huairu!

"Shazhu! You dare to hit my grandmother! I will fight you!"

Jia Geng yelled and rushed towards Shazhu, but Shazhu slapped him into the ground with his palm. The ground of the whole courtyard suddenly opened up a huge crack. Ordinary people would have been beaten into a pulp by this palm.

But Bang Geng climbed out of the deep pit unscathed, not afraid of Shazhu's powerful force at all.

Bang Geng suddenly transformed into a huge monster with a human-beast crocodile body. He was ten meters long, and his body was growing every moment. He glared at Shazhu with unparalleled ferocity.

Immortal evil lizard, Bang Geng!

"Stop it all! Do you still have me, the great master, in your eyes?"

The golden Buddha Light Pagoda fell from the sky and suppressed all evil. The great master put his hands behind his back, his face full of righteousness, and the golden light of merit on his body shone incomparably.

As if stimulated by the Buddha's light from the first uncle, the second uncle Liu Haizhong directly transformed into Bo Gang, and used his big claws to slam his three sons, making them spin in circles like spinning tops.

The third uncle's hands were not only long but also had many joints. While everyone was fighting, he reached into the battlefield to get benefits, and muttered: "If you can't eat and wear well, you will be poor if you can't calculate... Go! Take it!"

What about Shazhu's spatula, Banggeng's blank homework book, the first uncle's post office remittance slip, Jia Zhang's XXXXL big pants... one after another of the treasures of the heavens were stolen by him.

Looking at these monsters on the screen, Heather looked like her world was greatly shocked. It took a long time to relax and patted Haidao on the shoulder: "Haidao, it's really hard for you to live in such a place for more than two years."

Just when everyone was discussing which magic version of this world of Love in the Courtyard was, footsteps were heard outside the corridor again.

The Skeleton Knight Garselik has returned.

PS: I decided to put it in the interlude after thinking about it. The outline of the next volume has not been completed yet, so let me write another interlude