Rules-based ghost talk game

【Uh...are you really complimenting me?】

Chen An scratched his head. He tried hard to calm down, but wearing a close-fitting, well-fitting armor, sword and shield was a man's dream!

Looking at Chen An's slightly flushed face, Tuzi Moore put the red-hot iron piece in his hand into the cold water aside.

Suddenly, white mist rose everywhere,

Accompanied by a "hissing" sound,

Tuzi Moore stood up, his burly body like an iron tower extremely oppressive.

"Lao Tu, the Guardian Knight suit I ordered is now available."

Chen Dahai stepped forward and said.

"He came out early." Tuzi Moore pushed open the inner door of the blacksmith house and said inside: "Father, the old Chen family's protective sleeve is here to get it. Today is the day that boy joins the hunting team."

An old but energetic voice came from the room:

"Let that kid come in! I'll carve an inscription on him with a drop of blood!"

Hearing this, Tuzi Moore's eyes couldn't help but froze slightly. Dad wanted to take action himself?

He looked at Chen An, who had some doubts in his eyes, patted him on the shoulder and said: "It's a good thing, you are in a good mood after catching up with the old man, go in."

Chen Dahai was on the side and pushed Chen An.

Chen An just walked to the blacksmith shop in a daze, and looked at the room filled with various finished or semi-finished weapons, shields, armors, bows, etc. under the dim light of the oil lamp. His breath

It's a little rushed, which is so cool.

On a wooden chair deep in the room, a haggard old man with white beard and hair, a goat's beard, and yellow and black skin was half leaning on the chair, smoking a pipe with one hand and stroking it with the other.

Armor on the table.

"A child of the old Chen family?" The old man glanced at Chen An and said, "Call me uncle."

"Hello, uncle!" Chen An said obediently.

"Well, do you know me?" the old man asked.

Chen An hesitated and said, "Are you Uncle Tu's father, the ancestor of the town?"

"What kind of ancestral craftsman... is a name given by outsiders." The old man sneered and said, "Just call me Master Tu, I'm a forger."

Chen An nodded slightly.

"But, old Chen family's baby, do you know what it means to choose to protect?" Mr. Tu suddenly became serious. He looked at Chen An, and his old voice showed seriousness with a hoarse voice.

"Be proud of protecting the lives of others, and always put yourself second." Chen An said solemnly.

The butcher nodded slightly, and then his slender and skinny arms suddenly grabbed the heavy armor on the table. He raised his arms high, and a simple full-body armor with silver luster was completely displayed in front of Chen An's eyes.

!

"Drip of blood, old man, I will write an inscription for you," said the butcher.

Chen An nodded slightly, looked aside, picked up a dagger, and cut his fingertips.

At this moment, a difficult syllable came from Mr. Tu’s mouth.

"Mirtumul...Akfaleltu...Michelalhu...Omika..."

At this moment, Chen An's eyes suddenly shrank, and he was surprised to see the blood on his fingertips floating around, flying towards the armor's chest as if being attracted by the armor.

The blood fell on the breastplate and turned into a vague symbol that Chen An couldn't understand.

After finishing the inscription, Tu Ye threw the armor to Chen An. Chen An staggered in his arms, but to his surprise, the armor looked heavy, but it was actually not as heavy as he imagined.

"Master Tu... what language did you just speak? Why can't I understand you?" Chen An scratched his head and asked in confusion.

Mr. Tu snorted and said: "Old Moorish, a language from the last era, is the most magical language in the world."

[Old Moorish? Don’t understand...]

Seeing Chen An's confused look, Mr. Tu pointed at a book randomly placed on the table.

The book was a black book with golden lines on it, and the cover was written with difficult and difficult characters that Chen An couldn't understand.

...

After thanking the Tu family father and son together with Chen Dahai, Chen An put on the armor belonging to the guardian knight, picked up the round shield, with a sharp sword on his waist, and walked a little heavier towards the hunting team.

Walk in the direction.

What's heavy is not just the armor, but also this responsibility.

The responsibility belongs to the hunting team and the guardian knight.

...

At noon, under the witness of twenty or thirty people from the hunting team, Chen An solemnly swore an oath and recited the hunting team code repeatedly, and he became a real member of the hunting team.

After a brief meal of plain noodles, Chen An was about to start his first hunting, which was also the test for a new member of the hunting team.

In a team of five, explore the misty forest.

Based on the performance during the exploration process, the team leader will be rated, which is related to Chen An's assessment results, future resource allocation within the hunting team, etc.

In the misty forest, in addition to strange things and monsters, as well as the food that the townspeople depend on for survival, there are also many strange existences.

Such as mushrooms that enhance vision, fruits that make people stronger, etc.

Soon, Chen An and the other four people had left the town and arrived at the edge of the misty forest.

This forest surrounds and covers the town with no end in sight.

The outer 500 meters of the forest is safe, but strange things and monsters will appear when you change from 500 meters to 1,000 meters. From 1,000 meters to 2,000 meters, it is an extremely dangerous area that no less than ten people are allowed to enter.

And 2,250 meters is also the extreme area that the hunting team has explored in Happy Town for twenty years.

The forest two thousand meters away was so foggy that you couldn't see your fingers. The last twenty-man hunting team encountered indescribable horror after entering two thousand meters. In the end, only three people returned to the town alive.

Of those three people, two went crazy and one died of illness.

The crazy ones were imprisoned in the closed tower on the southernmost side.

...

Standing at the edge of the forest, this time Chen An's five-man team was led by a young man with a delicate and handsome face.

Chen An looked at the "temporary captain" in front of him, sweating nervously.

He wasn't very familiar with this person, he only knew his name was Ling Qinglin, and he had a sister named Ling Anruo.

But looking at Captain Ling Qinglin's appearance... Chen An felt that he must be younger than himself.

[Is Captain Ling Qinglin really over twenty-one years old?]

On Chen An's face, which was covered by wires, his eyes blinked slightly. Not all of the hundreds of citizens in the town were familiar to him.

"You newbies!" Ling Qinglin, wearing a ranger-like trench coat and a narrow sword at his waist, shouted: "When you enter the misty forest, don't run, don't escape, don't be afraid, especially you!"

Ling Qinglin pointed at Chen An, and his cold voice roared: "As a guardian knight, if you violate the guardian knight code, don't go back to the town. The hunting team doesn't have members like you, and the town doesn't have residents like you!

"

When Chen An heard this, his face couldn't help but blush slightly.

【What did I do!】

"Captain, I am a guardian knight, and it is my duty to protect my teammates." Chen An held his head high and spoke forcefully.

"Okay, brother, don't scare people."

A sweet female voice came. It was a delicate girl with short hair and some freckles on her face. She was wearing a light green, thin and lightweight armor, and she carried a curved bow and quiver on her back.

.

Chen An also knows this person, although he only knows his name.

The girl's name is Ling Anruo, and she is Ling Qinglin's sister.

"Humph, if you don't train him, you are really slacking off. What if something goes wrong!" Ling Qinglin said loudly: "You are a new member of the hunting team, but you have gone through more than ten years of training before joining the team. I don't think so."

You will be treated as a newcomer, you have to remember!"

"Understood!" Chen An said.

Ling Qinglin looked around. In addition to him, Ling Anruo, and Chen An, among the five people here was a muscular man wearing a cassock. This man was also an old member of the hunting team.

With him here, safety is guaranteed.

This muscular monk-like bald man was holding a Zen staff, with a gentle face, and stood there silently.

The last person is a member who has been in the team for half a year. His name is... what is his name?

Ling Qinglin suddenly couldn't remember. This person had no sense of existence and his performance was mediocre, but he had never committed any crime.

I seem to have asked this middle-aged man's name several times, but I always forget it.

never mind.

Shaking his head, Ling Qinglin said seriously: "Get ready to enter the misty forest. This time our plank is for a strange hunt within a kilometer range, and no other prey is allowed!"

"Yes!" everyone responded.