Village Building Order Frenzy

the rain stopped,

The sky is still very dark, only the weeds on the ground are green and shiny, which is particularly energetic.

And under the cover of clumps of weeds, large and small puddles lie there quietly, reflecting the black clouds and skylight, among the tranquility, there is a bit of unique wildness.

Zhang Yang got out of the tent again, leaning on a wooden spear with both hands, although his body was so weak that a gust of wind could blow him down, his eyes were as dangerous and cunning as a wild wolf.

After looking around for a long time, he tremblingly walked towards a cowhide tent more than a hundred meters away.

These were the only three tents left in the temporary camp, and they were left for a reason.

Perhaps what's waiting inside is rotting corpses, or something worse than death.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yang came to the tent. After hesitating for a moment, he chose a solid position and grasped the center of gravity for advancing and retreating. Finally, he turned away and gently lifted the curtain at the entrance of the tent with a wooden spear.

A rotting stench rushed out, the people inside were already dead, the corpses were highly decomposed, and white maggots could be seen wantonly rolling.

But Zhang Yang still carefully inspected every corner of the tent.

"This is a strong man. The leather armor on his body, the sword and shield around him, the calluses on the tiger's mouth, and the placement of the weapons all prove that he is a seasoned warrior."

"And the wound on his body is on his left arm. It can't be seen what kind of weapon was wounded, but at least this person was well bandaged and treated before he died."

"So the cause of his death is interesting. It wasn't due to serious injuries, let alone a wound infection. It was more like some kind of disease, a disease that could be contagious. Otherwise, this man's weapons, equipment and luggage would be damaged. Here it is."

"It can even be inferred from this that the temporary camp was quickly abandoned, perhaps because of the panic caused by this mysterious disease."

Zhang Yang thought for a while, then stabbed the corpse with a wooden spear, coating the rotten yellow liquid all over the spear tip.

Then he turned and went to another tent.

This tent was the same, even more dilapidated, and the owner inside should have died for a long time as well.

But Zhang Yang still maintained the greatest vigilance, and the steps to be done were not bad at all.

When he turned away from the direction and carefully opened the curtain of the tent, there was only a whoosh sound, and a crossbow arrow whizzed past ten centimeters away from Zhang Yang's head. Before Zhang Yang could react, he followed With a low growl, a body like a violent bear rushed out, holding a sharp dagger and stabbing down extremely viciously!

Uh, the stab was empty.

Zhang Yang was holding a two-meter-long wooden spear, so not only did he stand off-center, but he was also two meters away. The killer move designed by the big man was very brutal and exquisite. He was definitely a professional fighter. It is difficult to avoid this fatal blow.

But now—it's embarrassing!

That big bear-like man had fierce eyes and a sharp knife in his hand, but he could only lie on the ground in front of Zhang Yang, not daring to move, or at least unable to move.

One of his legs is rotten.

What's more, the wooden spear in Zhang Yang's hand was aimed at his eyes, only one centimeter away.

The two sides stood motionless for a few minutes before Zhang Yang spoke.

"Want to die? Or do you want to live?"

The sound outlet automatically turned into some kind of crooked insect language.

Zhang Yang is no stranger to this.

The big man didn't speak. He had gray and white messy hair, blue-white eyes, tall cheekbones, and three hideous scars on his face. He was about forty years old.

"spit!"

The big man spit out a mouthful of phlegm and closed his eyes directly, not even interested in communicating.

Zhang Yang just smiled, and continued to use that kind of language like a bug: "My name is Jack Wooden Spear, and I am the destiny priest of Aninani Tony, the greatest mountain god of Shenmu Peak. Next, I will say three sentences. First, I am not interested in killing you; second, I can save you; third, the price for saving you is that you have to become a devout follower of Shenmufeng Mountain God."

Hearing this, the big man finally opened his eyes with disdain.

"Son of shoemaker Tarken Joseph, little shoemaker Rick Joseph, you deserve to die in the trash, when did you become a priest? Hmph! And damn evil god, I'm waiting for you to be tied to the fire Howl, purify even your sinful soul!"

I make it!

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, and pretended to fail. This guy recognized himself, and judging from his tone, he seemed to have a very pious belief.

"My name is Jack Wooden Spear, so let's get to know each other officially!"

Zhang Yang smiled and didn't care, he was thick-skinned.

Because he has already determined that this big man is also infected with that deadly infectious disease, but his body is strong enough to hang his life forever, but if there is no way to solve this plague, he will die sooner or later.

In this case, there are many places to operate.

"snort!"

The big man continued to close his eyes, indifferent.

Zhang Yang chuckled and moved slowly while holding the spear, but the tip of the spear covered with yellow liquid was always aimed at the big man's eyes, temples and other vital points.

"In my hometown, there is a behavior called hawk boiling. I don't know much about it, but now, friend, do you think you look like a hawk? And the most violent and dangerous kind of hawk?"

"My current situation is very bad, but I still have enough time and enough means to torture you. Well, unless you want to die, then I can't help it at all."

"Of course, you can also treat me like an eagle. This will be a fair war."

Zhang Yang spoke softly, as if he was facing his closest friend.

Gradually, he backed away slowly, and the wooden spear was still aimed at the back of the big man's head, cervical spine, back of the heart, and even the other intact and healthy leg.

Zhang Yang's intention is very simple, he wants to get the crossbow, and the next step is the official start of the game.

"I guess, you should be a person of status. Look at your silk underwear and the patterns embroidered on the sleeves. Does that represent the family crest?"

Zhang Yang leaned against the entrance of the tent, the crossbow inside was only one step away from him, but he didn't go to get it, but carefully looked at all the clues carried by the big man, and pointed them out one by one.

In this battle, attack the mind first!

And the big man listened quietly, like a dead man, ignoring him at all.

Zhang Yang also talked to himself,

"Although your hair and beard have become very messy in the past two days, I can still see the well-trimmed outline. Therefore, I boldly guess that you should be a very self-disciplined person."

"As for a wealthy nobleman with high status and strict self-discipline, I can't think of any reason why you would refuse my rescue?"

"It can't be because I am a low-status shoe repairer! Before that, I, a shoe repairer, should not be qualified to be the enemy of nobles like you."

"Then, there can only be one reason, you, don't you particularly hate heresy?"

(Thank you for your support and blessings, mother and child are safe, take the time to finish writing a chapter today, and return to normal tomorrow)