Village Building Order Frenzy

In the evening, before it was dark, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, and his exhausted spirit had completely recovered at this moment.

And this spiritual power has been optimized by Brick No. 7 into five small blue water droplets, each of which can release the basic witch words once.

So this is the power of technology and the benefit of digitization.

Originally, this trumpet could only release the basic witch words once, if it was released for the second time in a row, it would face the effect of mental exhaustion and coma.

"It's not my style to sit and wait. Can you analyze the specific clues?"

While Zhang Yang was talking, he found some supplies in the room to arm himself. Among these supplies, of course, wooden spears are indispensable for killing people and robbing them, which is a must-have medicine for home travel.

And thanks to the year-round bitter cold in this place, the trees growing here are as strong as steel, and it would be perfect to cut them into a few wooden spears.

However, considering that the aura of this world is already chaotic and the force value is relatively high, Zhang Yang, after serious consideration, cast basic witchcraft on two of the best quality wooden spears.

One is the fire of Ava, this kind of basic witchcraft can be stored in the wooden spear for about nine hours before its power dissipates, comparable to a powerful enchantment spell.

The other one is Aru's Ice, which can also store the power of ice in the wooden spear, and due to the environment, it can be stored for about fifteen hours before dissipating.

"Master, the analysis results have come out. Based on the overall strength of this village, especially the seven high-level villagers who are comparable to demigods, with them in charge, it is almost impossible for the curse to destroy this village head-on, so there is an 86% chance." It can be determined that there should be something hidden in this village that can attract or strengthen the curse. In addition, it is almost 100% certain that the more villagers die, the stronger the curse will be. Fortunately, leave this village before tomorrow evening, otherwise something unbearable will happen."

"I can't bear the fart, I'm ready to work."

Zhang Yang said casually, his goal is very simple, to find out the cursed things hidden in this village and destroy them, then even if the shadow curse comes again, the damage caused will not be so serious, as if those seven demigods Are the senior villagers vegetarian?

Of course, there is a premise here, that Zhang Yang's actions cannot be discovered, otherwise it would be self-defeating.

Fortunately, the aesthetics of the Xing clan is that big is beautiful. His cheap uncle's house plus yard is only two thousand square meters smaller, and the neighbors next to him are similar.

What's more convenient is that the two neighbors on the left and right died last night, and no one would care that a brat like him was tossing about in his own yard without sleeping at night.

"Whether the cursed thing was brought back by the villagers intentionally or unintentionally, most of it is near the courtyard where the deceased lived. Then compare the location of the courtyard where the accident occurred, then find a center point as the center of the circle, and draw a circle with the largest radius , the scope is already controllable.”

Zhang Yang thought about it in his heart, and each plan was quickly outlined but rejected immediately.

In fact, he himself knew that his behavior was a bit reckless, but who told him to be a trumpet, in order to get the most comprehensive information by going to the front line in person, so it is feasible to take a risk.

In the end, in just a few minutes, Zhang Yang had already formulated a main plan and three backup plans. Regardless of success or failure, priority should be given to collecting information.

Therefore, these four plans of his have their own specific targets. Even if the final plan fails and his trumpet dies directly, he can still ensure the collection of first-hand information.

With such a psychological expectation, the next step is simple.

Zhang Yang first dragged back hundreds of kilograms of fatty animal fat from the huge ice storage in the yard.

It must be worth mentioning that since the Xing people are all big and tonnage, their food intake is naturally amazing. The reason why they built a courtyard and room of nearly 2,000 square meters is partly because they like being huge, and partly because they like to store food After all, it's freezing cold outside, thirty or forty degrees below zero, it's like a natural big refrigerator.

Moreover, this kind of ice storage is all built with natural large ice bricks of one meter square, which can hold about 200 tons of materials. Of course, Zhang Yang's cheap uncle has only partially filled it up to now, almost 30 tons of various frozen meats, frozen bones, furs, and some food collected during the short summer.

In addition, there are log sections piled up like hills in the courtyard, which are used for heating in the long winter. Just think about the huge five-meter-high fireplace in the room, and you can know how much wood is needed up.

Zhang Yang chopped up all these beast fats and threw them into the cauldron hanging on the fireplace. This is really a cauldron, which can accommodate a dozen adults on earth to take a bath.

As bundles of wood were thrown into the fireplace, the several-meter-long flames screamed, and the extremely high temperature melted the animal fat in the cauldron into liquid.

Zhang Yang took a wooden barrel, filled out the liquefied animal fat, and evenly sprinkled it on the firewood pile outside. Now it is the time for the villagers to have dinner, and the smell of fat in the air will not attract anything at all. Notice.

After the busy work was over, the sky also darkened, and the village suddenly became extremely quiet, except for the huge brazier burning raging flames on the wooden wall outside the village, where patrolling villagers could be seen.

Zhang Yang was lying on the big bed, waiting patiently, with a cold blue wooden spear on his left and a fiery red wooden spear on his right. Under the circumstances, he can release it within 0.5 seconds, which is enough time based on the spread of the icy breath last night.

Time passed little by little.

The wooden spear on Zhang Yang's left hand that contained the basic witch words of Aru's Ice began to emit a Dao Senhan aura, which was inevitable, after all, he sealed the basic witch words of Aru's Ice at noon Those who entered the wooden spear, now it is time for the power of the witch words to collapse.

"It's cold."

Zhang Yang jumped up, feeling a little emotional, the witch words of the Xing Clan people are really powerful, a basic witch word, the cold air emitted at this moment alone is almost close to minus sixty degrees.

"Hey, I'm not afraid that you won't take the bait!"

Zhang Yang smiled coldly. Actually, if you think about it carefully, you will understand the truth. A cursed thing that can exist in the world of ice and snow and can play a role must be kept for an unknown amount of time before the curse is activated, so It will definitely have attributes such as ice.

Then there are two possibilities.

First, this cursed thing is not afraid of cold;

Second, this cursed thing can draw power from the ice and then continue to maintain a cursed state.

Let me ask, if Zhang Yang were to play the game, how would he choose?

Of course, the second one is more durable and safer.

After all, no one knows when the Xing clan's way of heaven will be disordered, when the aura will recover, plus various unexpected conditions, so the cursed things must be fine, stupid, black and thick, resistant to beating ~ operation .

However, at this moment, it is far from the coldest season here, that is to say, the three or nine days in the twelfth lunar month of winter have not yet arrived, so during the day, the temperature is only minus 20 degrees, and at night the temperature It was only thirty degrees below zero.

It's cold, but it's not fun for a damned thing that has to absorb the cold to keep going.

So in this case, a wooden spear that can radiate minus 60 or 70 degrees, no, it will emit at least minus 80 degrees, what a mouthwatering and outrageous piece of braised pork. !

After all, although the villagers here are also able to release Aru's Ice, Zhang Yang can use his little cousin's brother to swear after searching his memory that these villagers who have become extremely powerful due to the recovery of spiritual energy are really just innocent people. Stupid and thick.

Obviously Kong has strength, but he can't use it effectively and accurately.

That's why they wouldn't carefully hide Aru's ice in a delicately cut wooden spear like a love letter to a goddess. Look at how even and perfect the ice is. Infiltrating every line and fiber of this wooden spear, what a moving work of art.

Therefore, Zhang Yang can swear on his little cousin's toes again. If there is a cursed thing nearby, it will most likely want to obtain this wooden spear, and then evolve it into a new cursed thing. The trumpet of the thing.

So this is the truth of Zhang Yang's arrangement.

Hey, I'm ashamed, I haven't dug a hole for a long time, and my skills are a little rusty.

Seeing that the wooden spear had turned into ice crystals, Zhang Yang quietly retreated to the fireplace, where the firewood was still burning, but the huge heat could only keep a small area nearby warm.

Of course, Zhang Yang would never say that his other one, the Ava Fire Wooden Spear made at night, is now inserted in the fireplace, and is constantly absorbing and accumulating strength.

In order to achieve this goal, Zhang Yang had to use his fourth basic witchcraft tonight, the Wood of Ayan, so that while the wooden spear was accumulating strength, it could still be maintained within the limit of not self-destructing.

"coming!"

It was almost midnight, and it was also the coldest time of the day. A unique chilly aura seeped in from outside the room. If Zhang Yang hadn't personally comprehended it last night, he might not have been able to distinguish between this chilly aura and the coldness outside. What difference does cold wind make.

So it can only be said that the details determine everything.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes, as if he was taking a nap.

In fact, he didn't even look at them. These evil cursed things have all kinds of strange stress traps, and they will be caught if they are not careful. Mood, carefully cared for and peeled off.

In just a few seconds, Zhang Yang seemed to be frozen. This was the coldness in his bones, the coldness that came from the depths of his soul. It was not because he had the consciousness of the subject, and he had already belched at this moment.

After the killing last night, this cursed thing has indeed grown exponentially stronger.

But, it doesn't work.

Because as Zhang Yang expected, the target of the cursed thing was the wooden spear of art that was about to reach the critical point of collapse, and it was about to explode.

That's such a shame.

So in order to prevent this cursed thing with great potential from exploding itself, the cursed thing must undergo some kind of power transition to suppress it.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides is negative.

To be precise, the main power of that cursed thing was attached to that wooden spear.

"collapse!"

A certain sound sounded, like twelve mules trying to pull the crossbow bolts of twelve mules, and the wooden spear flew out of the room uncontrollably, piercing through a hole the size of a washbasin dug by Zhang Yang in advance at an accurate angle. After all, he doesn't want any accidents to happen.

Then the wooden spear landed steadily on the large hill of firewood doused with animal fat.

Almost at the same time, the second wooden spear in Zhang Yang's hand flew out at the same time, and the fire of Ava, which had been accumulated all night, exploded instantly, just like the gorgeous fireworks on the night of New Year's Eve, exploding in this quiet small mountain village.

The flames tens of meters high instantly engulfed everything.

Zhang Yang stared at it without blinking. After all, he still reserved two basic witch words in case of accidents.

But after only three seconds, he shook his head regretfully.

This year's enemies can't do it.