My Weird Life

  Chapter 109: Fire Refining Real Gold Claw Staff (22)

   East Exit of Longshan Village.

   All the villagers gathered here, still lined up in five teams.

   There is a merit box at the front of each team.

   The night wind is rustling,

  The villagers were blown away by the cold wind, and most of them shrank their necks and retracted their hands into their sleeves. Everyone's eyes are filled with anxiety.

   "It's already nine thirty-seven in the evening."

   "Mr. Su and Huang Daochang have been gone for half an hour, haven't they? There is no movement yet."

   "Will..."

   "Shut your stinky mouth!"

   "The mud tire in our sight just started to tremble again, and after a while, we all have to throw a hundred-yuan bill into the merit box to stop the mud tire from moving forward.

   If it goes on like this, it is estimated that you will have to invest a thousand yuan next time. I don't have a thousand dollars in cash on me..."

   "I still have tens of thousands of dollars in cash here. I'll lend it to you. Don't panic, let's see the situation first."

  …

  The villagers were talking in low voices, their voices filled with fear and anxiety that could not be concealed.

   Yun Nishang was standing next to the team, and she could naturally hear the chatter of the crowd. She was also a little anxious in her heart and didn't dare to think about the worst consequences.

   But keep your face calm and calm,

   lest others be affected by your appearance.

   Just now, the mud tires in everyone's sight trembled again—but this time the mud tires trembled a little differently from the previous ones.

  This time the mud tire trembled very violently, and there were cracks all over the mud tire because of the trembling.

   But it was always just trembling, not moving even half a step forward.

   Yun Nishang didn't know whether this situation was good or bad. First, let the villagers line up and prepare to queue up to put money into the merit box as soon as they found the mud tire in sight moving forward.

  —Actually, when the mud tires were trembling, many villagers began to ask for money, but Yun Nishang had another concern—according to Mr. Su’s judgment, this money was invested in Jiu, which could help the hidden power of the beast here.

   And now Mr. Su is taking Huang Taoist to find a way to suppress this monster.

   Maybe at this moment they were fighting against Twilight.

   In this case, if you let the villagers put money into the merit box, isn't it just doing something for the tiger, raising the flames of others, and destroying your own prestige?

   Yes,

   Yun Nishang remained firm on this matter.

  Unless the mud tires in sight really start to move forward.

   Otherwise, it will not move, and it will not let people put money into the box!

   Yun Nishang stared at the mud tire in his sight.

   automatically screened off the discussions of the surrounding villagers.

   Suddenly,

   The mud tire in the field of vision trembled a few times,

   There are more and more cracks on it,

   finally disintegrated silently and disappeared without a trace!

  The mud tire disappeared? !

   Yun Nishang was surprised and looked sideways at the other villagers, and found that the villagers looked a little weird, and no one spoke for a while.

   After about two or three seconds, the village chief Wei was the first to say hesitantly: "The mud tire in my sight seems to have disappeared, are yours still there?"

   "Mine disappeared too!"

"Me too!"

   "Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Judging from this situation, it should be a good thing, right?"

  The crowd complied.

   Yun Nishang hurriedly put her fingers against her palm and signaled everyone to silence her voice. After everyone turned to look at her and gradually silenced her voice, she opened her mouth and said, "Whoever sees the mud tires disappearing, raise their hands and let me see."

The voice of    landed, and she raised her hand first.

   The villagers lined up in five groups on the opposite side raised their hands in unison.

  Not a single one is missing!

  The mud tires in everyone's vision disappeared without a trace!

   "Maybe Mr. Su and Huang Daochang's method worked." Yun Nishang said, "The disappearance of the mud tire is not a bad phenomenon."

   finished,

   She turned around and took a few steps towards the winding road at the entrance of the village.

one,

two,

three,

Four…

   Walking all the way to the intersection of the highway, she did not feel the strange rhyme that was so strong that it could almost suffocate ordinary people!

   The strange rhyme surrounding the mountain road has dissipated more than half!

   This phenomenon undoubtedly shows that the situation continues to improve, and it also confirms what Yun Nishang said, "The disappearance of the mud tire is a good phenomenon"!

   A look of joy appeared on her face.

   Immediately after that, she saw that on the dim and hazy surrounding mountain road ahead, a dark shadow flashed by, and in the next instant, that dark shadow appeared directly behind her!

  The pitch-like viscous night rolled down, revealing the Su Wu in it!

   "Mr. Su is back!"

   "How is the situation, Mr. Su?"

   "Can we go out now?"

  The villagers saw Su Wu's face revealed in the shadow, and their expressions were even more pleasantly surprised, and they began to ask questions.

  Su Wu's face was indifferent, the arm stretched out under his arm tore open the shadow,

   dragged out villagers one by one,

   Those villagers who had disappeared before were all dragged out of the shadows by him one by one at this time - their chests were slightly heaving, they were still breathing, and they were all still alive.

   "Zhiyong, son!"

  Accounting Li saw his son at a glance,

   His eyes instantly filled with hot tears, and he hurried over.

  The family members of the villagers who disappeared also exclaimed one after another. Wu Yangyang surrounded them, took their family members away, and chatted in a low voice around them.

   "It was Mr. Su, and Huang Daochang saved us..."

   "The true spirit of Yunlongguan, if it wasn't for that god's fire, we wouldn't have been saved so quickly..."

   "Hey, the zodiac leader..."

  Su Wu dragged out 'Zhou Yang' from the shadows.

  The skin on his whole body has been completely muddy, and some muddy tires are rolled up, revealing the **** texture underneath.

   After being rescued by Su Wu, Zhou Yang could no longer bear the mental pressure and passed out.

   "Can you still be saved?" Su Wu looked at Zhou Yang on the ground, and asked Yun Nishang, who was standing beside him, with a blank expression.

   Yun Nishang squatted down to check the wound on Zhou Yang's body,

   After a while, the embroidery lady's figure appeared behind her. The embroidery lady quickly threaded the needle and thread, and silk threads extended from her fingertips, quickly intertwined, and wrapped around Zhou Yangtong's body.

   "He was seriously polluted by the strange rhyme, and his skin became like this, more serious than a patient with severe burns. In fact, the probability of surviving is very low...

   However, there is a 'green-skinned monster' in the prison.

This person is polluted by the tricky rhyme, and he can still survive, his will and physique are still okay, and it should have a high success rate to accommodate the 'green skin trick' with a relatively low rating..." Yun Nishang wrapped Zhou Yang, temporarily After stabilizing his injury, he got up and returned to Su Wu's words.

   "He came to the eerie shrouded area on his own initiative.

   If it becomes like this, I can save a life, which is not bad. "

  Su Wu said a few words, then kept silent.

   Look sideways in one direction.

   In the direction he was facing, Xie Yunqing hesitated and walked over with a small step.

   This small Daoist priest, who has always been light-hearted, was a little afraid to approach Su Wu at this time. He took a few steps, his legs seemed to be weak, and he squatted down and took a few breaths.

   then quickly walked to the vicinity of Su Wu.

   "Mr. Su, I, I want to ask you..."

  Xie Yunqing seemed to be holding back some kind of emotion. Although he still had a smile on his face, his eyes were already red.

   "What about me, my master?

  He, didn't he come back with you? "

   "He's back." Facing Xie Yunqing's gaze, Su Wu suddenly remembered,

   That misty afternoon with light rain,

  I stood beside the small shop outside the school, trembling all over and took a list from my uncle, which was the death notice of my parents.

  Su Wu's face softened,

   He patted the shoulder of the little Taoist priest who still had hope in his eyes, and knew that the other party must have heard the words of the surviving villagers, and felt the sympathetic eyes that were thrown at him from time to time.

   "The trail leader, condolences."

   took out a golden walking stick from his arms, and Su Wu handed it to Xie Yunqing.

   "This is the last thing the zodiac left behind."

   is a golden cane that is finally condensed from the molten gold from the old Taoist’s backbone.

   "I, what my master left behind?"

   "Mr. Su, didn't you say, didn't you mean my master came back too?"

   "He never carries any money on him. I bought all the hooks he used for fishing on the Internet. Where did he get so much gold to make this walking stick?"

   "You must be kidding me, right?"

   "Mr. Su, stop joking..."

   Xie Yunqing only glanced at the cane, then took his eyes back and looked at Su Wu with pleading eyes.

   He was incoherent.

   Under the gaze of his hidden sorrow,

  Su Wu couldn't help but looked away.

   "Exit Simulation!"

   He drank in his heart.

   Under the gaze of Xie Yunqing, he fled.

  …

   "This simulation is over!"

   "Rating: B medium.

  Comment: With your unremitting efforts, you finally temporarily sealed the "Sanqing Bowel", but unfortunately, you have not been able to rescue everyone, and you have not yet walked out of the strangely shrouded village.

  —Do you believe in fatalism? If you believe in fatalism, the current solution is the only answer to the problem. If you don't believe in fatalism, there may be a better solution to the current problem.

   Reward: Basic reward for grade B + 300 yuan jade;

  Temporarily seal the 'Sanqingzhichang' + 1000 yuan jade;

   Rescue 379 people + 758 yuan jade;

   Suppresses 'Blood Infant Stupid' + 3 Yuan Jade;

  Talent upgrade spell (blue)*1;

   Talent upgrade spell (green)*2.

  Your wallet balance is: 15767+300+1000+758+3=17828 yuan jade. "

   "The items that can be brought out of the simulation game this time are as follows..."

  The huge dial emerges from the darkness, and items are listed around the dial.

  Option 0: Fire-refined real gold scepter (5000 yuan jade).

  Fire smelting real gold scepter: "There is a lot in the fire". People with good deeds and virtues, keep themselves clean, but by chance, their fate was smelted into the backbone of the dragon, and this rod was made.

   This rod has the following effects:

  1. Using this rod, you can torture the evil spirits in yourself or others, suppress the evil spirits, and change the state that the evil spirits in your body are about to recover.

2. Put this rod in a place surrounded by rhythm, and pile up dry wood around it, then this rod can ignite the firewood, and the flames emitted can disperse and burn the rhythm, make the surrounding blood circulate, and get rid of the tangle of rhythm. Dying state'.

  …

   The zodiac's 'relic' appeared in the options.

   But all of Su Wu's thoughts at this time were on the simulator's rating and comments this time.

  If you don't believe in fatalism - are willing to make further attempts, maybe you can change the fate of the old Taoist priest in reality?

   (end of this chapter)