What should I do if I look too fierce?

Chapter 388 Robbers Attack (44)

"Stay overnight." Aokiji slowed down the horse and touched its hair on the temples. It barked loudly, startling the two young men in front of him.

"Where are you from?" The young man's expression was still very nervous.

"Holy Country." After Aokiji said, they looked at each other: "Holy Country?"

"It turns out they are from the Holy Kingdom. Did you win?" Their expressions were suddenly full of expectation and they put down their spears.

"." Aokiji just looked at him and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Let me in."

Looking at their sallow complexions, even if Aokiji was unarmed, he could easily pin them down and rub him on the ground.

"Uh, okay, my lord, please." They looked at Aoki Tsukasa and Murase Tamao, who were in a state of despair but still powerful, and finally did not dare to stop them, and allowed them to enter the village.

This village is really not big. Aoki Si looked around and saw that there were only a dozen or so houses on both sides of the street. Not to mention the drug store that Aoki Si hoped to see, there were no inns.

The movement of Aoki Si entering the village attracted the attention of many people. Among them, an old man walked out slowly from the house, leaning on a cane: "This guest, do you have any business in our village?"

"I need a place to live, hot water, food, and preferably some medicine." Aokiji looked at their faces and said expressionlessly: "But, I have no money."

The smile on the old man's face faltered slightly, and then he said enthusiastically: "If you don't have money, you don't have money. In this world, everyone helps each other to survive. The first three are easy to say, but we really don't have medicine in our village. We all go to the city to see a doctor, and medical treatment there is very expensive.”

Aoki opened the detection eye and glanced at Murase Tamao. Looking at her declining health, he blew a little breath at her. The wind of recovery wrapped around her again, making her condition slightly better.

Judging from the magnitude, if we only rely on the wind of recovery, there is no hope of improvement.

"Then please." Aokiji got off his horse, supported Tamao Murase who almost fell, and let her lean on him: "Please find me a warm place to live first."

The old man nodded and stretched out his hand behind him: "Let's go to my house first, old man. There is a brazier in my house, which is quite warm."

Aokiji nodded and bowed slightly to him: "It may take a while. If the old gentleman has any instructions, just let him know. I will try my best to help within my ability."

"You're welcome, come in quickly, this girl is not in good condition."

The old man waved his hand repeatedly, sent Aokiji in, lit a brazier for him, asked Murase Tamao to lie down, and walked out of the house on the pretext of preparing food.

Outside the house, several middle-aged people had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him coming out, they whispered: "How can you let outsiders live here casually? Moreover, they are from the Holy Kingdom, and it seems that the Holy Kingdom has lost. What if the Demon King's Army If we track them down, we will all be killed!"

"Shh." The old man hurriedly shushed them to be careful. He pulled them away and then whispered: "That man's identity is not simple. I saw the wolf fangs on his neck."

"Spike?" Several middle-aged people looked confused.

"And the wolf fangs are covered with red paint." After the old man finished speaking, they still didn't understand. Some of them were angry and hit one of them on the calf with a cane: "In the Holy Kingdom, only warriors who have passed the trial can have wolf fang pendants. , and there is only one person wearing red paint, and that is the Sword Master of the Holy Kingdom."

"Ah, I remembered it. Indeed, I have heard people say that the warriors of the Holy Kingdom who have wolf fang pendants and red paint are the strongest warriors at present."

The middle-aged man looked fearful: "I heard that if you want to become the strongest warrior, you have to go through ten consecutive rounds of strong men with necklaces to fight without defeat."

"Yes, so whether they lose or win, what will happen if we don't host them?"

The old man sighed: "The knife on his waist is not a decoration."

"But." A middle-aged man with a vicissitude of appearance and a beard also sighed: "This"

"Why don't we poison him?" A man with pigtails looked fierce.

"Do you think he will be unprepared?" The old man knocked his cane hard: "Stop talking nonsense, go and prepare food first, and don't bring disaster to the village. As long as he is well, let him leave quickly, and we have never If you have entertained this man, just pretend you don’t know anything.”

Several people looked into each other's eyes, full of helplessness and confusion. No one knew what to do, so they could only follow the old man's advice.

"Bring the rabbit you caught yesterday to that adult." The old man's already old face looked a little older.

In these troubled times, every choice may lead to death.

If you hesitate, you will die.

Aokiji looked at Murase Tamao lying on the bed, half asleep and half awake, sitting tiredly on a chair, leaning against the wall and facing the door.

He held his hand on the handle of the knife, closed his eyes and rested his mind, but did not dare to fall asleep.

Being on guard against others is essential, and Aokiji doesn't dare to relax at all. In this world, who knows what is waiting for him.

Finally, the old man and a woman brought a pot of hot soup, two bowls of hot rice, and a plate of side dishes.

Aokiji opened his eyes: "Thank you."

The old man smiled and waved his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

You're welcome! The way Aokiji devoured his food made the corners of the old man's mouth twitch slightly.

When Aokiji was 80% full, he put down the bowl and chopsticks. At this time, the rabbit meat soup had just warmed up. He poured it into the rice bowl, sandwiched the remaining meat pieces in, and sat down by the bed with the bowl and chopsticks in hand.

"Get up and eat."

Aokiji pulled Murase Tamao, who was still sleeping, to sit up and fed her a few mouthfuls. The greasy soup and rice were a bit nauseating for her now, but she didn't say anything more and just tried her best. to eat.

Seeing that she really couldn't eat anymore, Aokiji moved the rice bowl back and looked at the old man standing awkwardly at the door looking at him with a calm expression: "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"How dare you trouble the guest to do things? Just have a good rest and the old man won't bother you anymore." The old man didn't dare to ask him to do anything. He was obviously at his own home, but he had no choice but to leave like an outsider.

Aokiji just watched silently as he took away the bowls and chopsticks and went out, closed the door, and strode out quickly. However, he saw that someone had put fodder and water on his dark horse.

Why are these people so polite to me?

Aokiji didn't know whether it was his sword or his face that intimidated them, but it was obvious that they were afraid of him now.

But no matter what it is, Aokiji thinks this is very good.

This is not the real world after all. If there is a better way to complete the task and return as soon as possible, that would be better than anything else.

This damn special dream training room.

Aokiji estimated that he had almost stayed for twenty-four hours, but the time to go back was still far away.

If according to the time ratio of 2:1, he would have almost slept for twelve hours.

It's time for breakfast. Don't be frightened because you are sleepy.

He felt a little irritated when he thought that Qiong might be worried about him again.

But no matter how much he yelled at the system in his heart, it seemed to be dead and motionless. If the skills weren't still available, he would have thought that he had traveled through time again.

Closing his eyes, Aokiji continued to rest with his eyes closed, he did not dare to fall asleep.

In this way, Aokiji brushed Murase Tamao's wind of revival every hour, and then continued to close his eyes and concentrate until it got dark. Just when Aokiji felt that he asked Murase Tamao to get up and keep vigil for him, giving himself a little rest. When I was young, a panicked shouting suddenly sounded outside the door.

He stood up suddenly, got under the handle of the knife, and opened the door. In the village that should have been dark, all the villagers, both men and women, appeared holding torches, wooden spears, hatchets, axes, and even kitchen knives. At the entrance of the village.

Opposite the entrance of the village, a group of guys dressed in rags and dressed as vagabonds holding samurai swords were attacking the village with a ferocious smile.

The two young men who had said hello in the morning had been killed on the spot by random knives. The old man who hosted Aoki Si was sweating profusely and ran towards Aoki Si: "Guest, warrior, please help us!" A group of robbers want to massacre the village!"

Yes, life is coming.

Aokiji sighed and clenched the handle of the knife: "Have your people come back and look after the house, and no one is allowed to enter!"

After saying this, he strode towards the robbers at the entrance of the village.

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