Although this mission was finally downgraded, it was just a normal level of difficulty.
But Xu Lang still didn't dare to take it lightly. After all, many familiar faces were still dead in the ordinary ranks many times before. The evil spirits that existed in every mission, even at ordinary ranks, were not something humans could contend with.
Fortunately, this time the mission finally exists.
After Xu Lang looked around for a while, he thought about it for a while and then said: "This mission information is very simple, but the name of this mission is strange.
Peach Blossom Spring Festival, what is the meaning of the word sacrifice.
Is it a sacrifice? Or is it a memorial
Everything is not yet clear, but it is conceivable that this sacrifice is probably related to the dead.
Reminiscent of Tao Yuanming’s Peach Blossom Spring, this mission is estimated to be linked to our traditional folk customs. The mission will open tomorrow. I suggest you read that article first. "
After talking a lot, Xu Lang turned out his mobile phone and began to find the location of Taohua Village.
However, such an investigation revealed that there are too many places called Taohua Village in China, and it is impossible to tell which is the mission location.
Xu Lang frowned. The first difficulty of this mission was to arrive at Taohua Village before 8 o'clock tomorrow evening, but this village exists almost all over the country.
Which one is it
Newspapers will never give such ambiguous questions. Obviously, the answer is definitely in the task information.
Xu Lang's brain is running fast, which point might be consistent with the trail of Taohua Village
But after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't see any words, and indirectly pointed out the general direction.
But then, he once again thought of the name of this mission: Peach Blossom Spring Festival.
Could it be that... ...
Xu Lang hurriedly turned on his mobile phone and found Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring, the text.
"In the Taiyuan of the Jin Dynasty, the people of Wuling made fishing. The distance of the Yuanxi and the forgotten road, suddenly met the peach blossom forest..."
"Where does ancient Wuling mean now?"
Suddenly, Xu Lang suddenly opened his mouth, and as expected, in the main body of The Story of Peach Blossom Spring, the approximate location of Peach Blossom Village was pointed out.
The ancient Wuling, near Hu Nan Changde...
Xu Lang quickly glanced at his watch. It was already 5:20 in the afternoon, and he checked the air tickets from Shanghai to Changde on the Internet.
Four hours nonstop.
Just an hour later, there was a direct flight to Changde, and after that, there was no flight.
After that, three days later.
At that time, the mission was about to end.
Xu Lang secretly thinks that it is true that the newspaper will never aimlessly, and even the schedule of the trip has been prepared for the executors.
Xu Lang coughed and said to everyone: "In an hour, we will fly to Hu Nan Changde to find Taohua Village. Everyone is ready to pack up and book tickets in advance.
After half an hour, we gathered at the entrance of the newspaper lobby. "
John was a little confused. He also checked the content of Cha Tao Hua Yuan Ji on the Internet just now, but he could not understand it at all.
Just halfway through it, I heard that Xu Lang jumped so much, and it was unavoidable.
Subconsciously asked: "How did you know that Taohua Village is in Changde?"
His question is also the question of the rest of the executors.
Most of the people present had studied Tao Yuanming's articles during school, and they also had a certain understanding of Peach Blossom Spring.
But even so, I can't understand why Xu Lang said these words so surely.
Xu Lang completely ignored John's question, and he didn't bother to care about the eyes of the rest of the people, and turned away without even looking at them.
Wuming said with a cold face, as if it had always been this expression, glanced at John, and said indifferently: "It is enough to obey the order, and no one can be absent after half an hour. Who dares to delay the time, I will let you die very much. awful."
After saying this, Wuming glanced around coldly, then turned and left.
Many newcomers couldn't help but feel tight, and he looked at them as if they were in an ice cave, unavoidably shaking all over.
Among the four new executives, Rong Chuan was relatively calm, patted Huang Hui's back lightly, and whispered comfortingly: "Xu Lang is an experienced person. There must be some reason for this arrangement. We still need to be ready to pick up. Come down and act."
Huang Hui turned pale, glanced timidly at Xu Lang and Wuming leaving behind, and nodded.
On one side, Gu Chunxia, seeing the performance of Xu Lang and others, hated in her heart, and looked at it among the few newcomers.
Finally, his gaze fell on Rong Chuan, who was the most calm, barely piled on a smiling face, and whispered: "Little brother, I think this is the best for you. After entering the mission, please take care of you. "
Rong Chuan looked at Gu Chunxia's expression without upset, and nodded kindly and said, "Within my ability, I will definitely help everyone."
John on the other side was pulling Cheng Guoguo to ask for advice, what should be paid attention to during the task.
As they walked, they laughed weirdly. It seemed that their tempers were very suitable, and they became one in a short period of time.
The analysis meeting for this mission ended in such a simple way.
He Xiao, Yan Yan and others also no longer sat in their original positions, and turned and left.
And Kou Zhong held the cigarette in his eyes faintly, and raised his head in the direction of Yan Yan's departure, "This is the one who caused you such a terrible injury? Doesn't it look very ordinary."
Wu Cheng chuckled, stood up, and said flatly: "You will know later."
Kou Zhong watched Wu Cheng leave, the cynical smile on his face disappeared, and Yan Yan's previous expression appeared in his mind.
After Xu Lang and others received the task, there was almost no emotional change on his face, but he looked at Xu Lang from time to time...
Kou Zhong turned a silver coin flexibly with his fingers, and squinted his eyes slightly.
Yan Yan... Does he care about Xu Lang
Kou Zhong didn't have any expression on his face, but he already sneered in his heart. As long as there is weakness, there is a chance.
As a newcomer, his initial consideration was not for the evil spirits, but for the performers of the same team.
Kou Zhong knows that talents are the greatest enemy of man at any time.
Especially those who are named teammates are the most worthy of vigilance.
If you want to perform a mission with peace of mind, you must first eliminate the adversaries.
Obviously, because of Wu Cheng's relationship, he has become a serious enemy since he entered the newspaper office.
Kou Zhong's right hand fiddled with the silver coin flexibly, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, revealing a chilling smile.
At this time Xu Lang had prepared the props for the task, including flashlights, ropes, food, water, and some emergency supplies.
He was sitting on the head of the bed, playing with a light blue hair rope.
It was left by Zhang Qingyu in his home before. Xu Lang squeezed it and hung it on his wrist.
He carried his bags and looked out the window, as if there was a shadow there, watching him silently.
"I will carry your hope and live desperately!"
Then Xu Lang turned and left, and as soon as the door opened, an anonymous figure appeared at the door.
Xu Lang looked around, "It's only ten minutes now."
Wuming shook his head, did not speak, but walked outside with Xu Lang.
Xu Lang looked at him, smiled and said, "Aren't you always tired with this expression?"
Wuming shook his head again, and did not respond to Xu Lang's words.
Xu Lang looked at him, and Wu Ming could change his emotions. It is estimated that Cheng Guoguo is the only one...
The two quickly walked downstairs, when the hall was already full of people.
The rest of the employees who did not participate in the task also came here to wait with the mentality of watching the excitement.
Of course, Yan Yan and others are sending Xu Lang off, and Wu Cheng and the newcomers are just to take a look at the mission.
The executors of this mission, except Huang Hui, have also arrived in advance.
After Xu Lang waited for a while, he checked his watch, and at this time the half-hour stipulated time had come.
But Huang Hui still didn't appear, he frowned slightly, and looked back at the stairs.
Wuming's complexion is also quite bad, he hates the people who delay the task progress the most.
It seems that Huang Hui's actions have touched his bottom line.
At this moment, Huang Hui changed into clean white sportswear and ran towards the door in a panic.
As he ran, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it took a while to take a bath."
Anonymous seeing Huang Hui who was late, slowly took out a shiny golden knife from behind.
Its size is longer than a normal dagger, but a part shorter than a normal long knife. It looks like it should be specially made.
Xu Lang took a look and knew Wuming was really angry.
Even the useful golden knives were taken out, but when he saw it, he stood on the sidelines and didn't mean to stop it.
Anonymously approached Huang Hui gloomily, and said coldly as he walked, "You forgot what I said before?"
Huang Hui's mother uttered a fright, and she scrambled to flee back.
But it was too late, Wuming grabbed her arm, and when he used force, he directly dragged Huang Hui to the newspaper office.
Gu Chunxia and others were so scared that they couldn't speak at all, shivering constantly, they didn't dare to persuade each other.
Only Rong Chuan looked anxious, looked at Xu Lang, who had never expressed his position, and indulged in the nameless behavior, and rushed to Wuming quickly.
Xu Lang did not stop the nameless approach. He knew that for the newcomers, he needed to stand up.
And Wuming certainly wouldn't kill Huang Hui, but the shock must be there.
Rong Chuan had a vigorous pace, and he would throw Wuming down with a side kick, but Wuming raised his arm slightly, and he blocked his move with great ease.
Rong Chuan only felt that his calf was numb and his face was horrified. He had practiced Taekwondo for nearly 20 years, and ten ordinary people could not get close to his body. Although he had only used half of his strength for the kick just now, But the nameless answer was too easy.
He even felt like he had kicked an iron plate.
Wuming didn't even glance at him. At this time, Huang Hui, who was crying so unnaturally, was pulled out of the newspaper.
Rong Chuan was anxious, gritted his teeth and wanted to rush out again.
But the next second, his forehead was blocked by a black qiang mouth.
Xu Lang held a qiang hand and pressed it against his forehead, his eyes were cold, and he said quietly: "You try to move it again?" (End of this chapter)