"Where did those farmers go?" Cheng Xin asked strangely.
"It seems that something serious happened." Chu Tianshu grabbed a handful of farm tools and looked at them, "They didn't even have time to collect the farm tools, so they threw down the hoe and left."
As he spoke, he stroked the handle of the farm tool. Lin Huai watched his actions and asked him curiously: "Did you judge it based on the temperature on the farm tools?"
Chu Tianshu said: "No, I'm looking at whether the hoe is in my hand or not. If I do, I'll steal it... and take it away."
Lin Huai: "Did you just say stealing?"
"How can taking something from an npc be called stealing?" Chu Tianshu was heartbroken, "An item in the game, as long as it has appeared in front of me, it is my belongings."
Lin Huai glanced at the driver next to him, and said thoughtfully, "You're right."
Listening to the bandit-like conversation between the two, the driver felt that his whole body was cold and trembling on a hot day, and tears flowed down his face. Lin Huai next to him was not affected by him at all, he picked up another hoe, turned it upside down and said, "It's quite sharp."
As he spoke, he scratched the ground with a hoe, and there was a clear mark on the ground where the tip of the knife passed. Chu Tianshu knelt down to see him writing on the ground, and asked him, "What are you writing?"
Lin Huai wrote the last stroke seriously on the path, and said, "Lin Huai is here for a visit."
In the journey of life, we will always leave many good memories, even Lin Huai who has been reborn is no exception. In addition to leaving memories, he has always regarded bringing happiness to others and leaving his own beauty as his life creed.
After the two left this beauty, the people who had been silent by the side finally started talking again.
"Let's go to the entrance of the village and have a look." Cheng Xin suggested, "Maybe all the villagers are there."
Several people thought it was reasonable, and followed him forward with heavy steps. After him, Chu Tianshu and Lin Huai each carried a hoe and followed behind the team.
Halfway through the walk, Liao Guan, who was walking in front of them, turned his head, looked at the two of them, and said with a flattering smile, "How about...you go ahead?"
"Why?" Chu Tianshu asked strangely, "We are in charge of the queen."
Liao Guan said: "I don't think you are the queen, I just think there is a murderous aura coming from behind."
As he spoke, he consciously moved behind the two of them. Looking at his actions, Chu Tianshu said with a lot of emotion: "The quality of players is really getting higher and higher now, and they are willing to take the initiative to be the queen, and even find such a lame reason, tsk tsk tsk."
Lin Huai also said: "Yes, I have to repay him well in the future."
Liao Guan, who was walking at the end, listened to their conversation and felt a cold sweat break out on his body.
As soon as he walked on the path of the village, Ji Nanquan felt a chill behind him.
Perhaps it was nightfall, and there were no people on the desolate streets of Jiangcun, only the sound of howling wind, and fallen leaves and yellow sand being blown up by the wind. The buildings on both sides are also completely desolate. A dark creeper crawled on the wall, and the door of the dark room was locked tightly, making it impossible for people to know what was inside.
The more the people walked towards the village, the thinner the rain fell from the sky. The sound of wind, rain, and leaves engulfed everyone's hearing for a while.
The sound of the wind was shrill, faint, and mixed with the howling of dogs. Yan Chuchu stared at the mud houses on both sides, rubbed her arms: "This place is really evil."
"Yes, especially the wind." Liao Guan whispered, "It's so cold to the bone..."
If he didn't say it, everyone thought it was an illusion. As soon as he said it, everyone felt belatedly that it was clearly summer, but the wind was blowing so that the bones were chilling.
Ruan Tian walked among the crowd, perhaps because of the atmosphere, her nerves were always tense. She looked around nervously, under her suspicion, even the wind and grass turned into ghosts and shadows.
The other few people were not much better, the sky was going to be completely dark, and they had no intention of observing their surroundings, and even if they observed, they did so with an attitude of scrutiny.
"Hurry up and go to a place with people..." Liao Guan muttered, "This damn place..."
In stark contrast to them, there were two people walking in the penultimate place, holding hoes and still muttering.
Chu Tianshu: "Look at this house. It has three entrances and three exits. It is a villa with a mountain view. The person who repaired it is probably the richest person in the village."
Lin Huai: "That makes sense, let's live here today hehe."
Chu Tianshu: "There are a lot of sausages hanging out here."
Lin Huai: "Let's have dinner here tonight."
Chu Tianshu: "The dog in this family is so cute, he barks so loudly at us."
Lin Huai: "I'll find the owner of this house and borrow it for a few days."
Chu Tianshu: "Didn't you just say that you would never talk to me again?"
Lin Huai: "Your skin is itchy again."
The driver walked in front of them. Hearing the two muttering, he felt very tired. These two people seem to have no self-consciousness in the dungeon at all. One is very interested, as if thinking that he has arrived at a farmhouse, and the other does not feel that he is an outsider at all. It is almost like a village tyrant who has entered the village.
But looking at the virtues of these two people, one of them takes away npcs and uses them as props, and the other has the virtue of not letting go of the fuel tank of the car... It's normal to play the game as a pair of village tyrants entering the village.
"What are you dawdling around behind?" Yan Chuchu's voice came from the front, "Hurry up, I hear people's voices."
There was a faint sound of blowing and blowing music in the air, mixed with the sound of mournful crying and marching footsteps. After hearing the sound, several people looked at each other and ran towards the road where the sound came from.
What appeared in front of everyone was a wide avenue, with villagers standing in groups or watching the excitement on both sides. They were either holding the hand of the child, or whispering to the people around them. The only thing that remained the same was the expression on their faces, a mixture of fear and curiosity.
"This is the third time this year..."
"It's all evil, it's all evil..."
"Woooo... woowa, mom, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of? It's not our family's fault. It's not our fault even if it's the wheel!"
The last person who said that was a middle-aged woman who was overweight, and Lin Huai couldn't help but give her an extra look.
What attracted the attention of the villagers was a wooden coffin, which was carried forward by four people, back and forth, walking in a sparse burial procession. Two of the four people in front of the coffin scattered paper money, two played mourning music, and followed the mourning procession.
It was said to be a team, but in fact it was just a few scattered people. The leader was probably the wife of the deceased, holding the child and crying sadly. The next few people may be relatives of the deceased, and their faces are more or less justly sad.
"... The soul is back, the soul is back."
The ethereal and ethereal mourning sound, and the mournful and restrained spirit-sending atmosphere made even the passing players feel solemn. Ruan Tian, who was more sensitive, even had red eye circles.
She lowered her head and sobbed twice. Cheng Xin, who was beside her, saw her sad look and patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay. Even if he dies, his soul will be with his family."
Ruan Tian: "Well, thank you."
After hearing their conversation, Chu Tianshu next to him raised his eyes and said, "Don't you think it's more terrifying to say such things here..."
Yan Chuchu was originally comforting Ruan Tian, but glared at him when she heard the words: "Don't you think you are very sympathetic?"
Hearing the words, Chu Tianshu closed his eyes and made a sign of the cross on his chest, muttering: "It's so good, so good, I hope the benefactor can be reborn soon, Amitabha."
Yan Chuchu: ...
Here, Lin Huai looked at the pitch-black coffin, and for some reason, felt his eyes sting for a while.
He let out a slight sigh, and just wanted to look at it with his heart, but at the next moment, he felt that his inspiration had been touched.
—The last time I was touched was when I saw Xu Chi in Minghua Middle School.
He looked towards the place where the inspiration was touched, and saw a young man in a blue shirt standing in the dark alley.
He has a pair of slender eyes, clear and delicate, with a bit of coldness and stubbornness between his brows and eyes, which looks out of place with this scene. The boy held a white paper umbrella and seemed to be just observing the funeral procession.
After noticing Lin Huai's gaze, he raised his eyes to look at him in some surprise. After seeing the group of outsiders who didn't fit in with the villagers, he held up his paper umbrella and walked away into the alley.
"... What are you looking at?" After noticing Lin Huai's eyes, Chu Tianshu leaned over and asked him.
"Look at that umbrella." Lin Huai hid a little to the side without blinking, "I want to grab... no, I want to buy one."
Chu Tianshu: "It makes sense, this umbrella can also be used as a shield, and it can be transformed into a Thousand Chance Umbrella..."
"You two really think of yourself as a village bully." Liao Guan next to him couldn't laugh or cry.
Lin Huai: "They are all props given by the game. If you don't take them, you won't take them for nothing."
As he spoke, he bumped the hoe in his hand with his right hand, and bumped the driver's hand with his left hand.
driver:…
"You..." Liao Guan searched for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable adjective, "You don't treat NPCs as human beings at all."
After he finished speaking, he saw Lin Huai's surprised expression: "When you delete and download duplicate files, do you care if they cry?"
Liao Guan: ...
The funeral crowd of Chuichuidada gradually moved away from the village, and the surrounding villagers also gradually dispersed. Occasionally, a few people discovered this group of players, chatting with each other and pointing at them. The players looked at each other, and Cheng Xin looked at the funeral procession going away and said, "Let's follow and have a look."
"Farewell." Yan Chuchu looked at the increasingly dark sky, and was a little apprehensive, "You followed them to the graveyard at such a late hour, do you think we didn't die fast enough?"
"That's right, let's go to the village chief's house first." Ruan Tian said in a low voice.
Obviously, most of the people did not have the idea of following the deceased to the cemetery, so Cheng Xin had no choice but to compromise: "Well, let's go to the village chief first, it is indeed dark now, and it is not safe to go to the cemetery... Lin Huai, where are you going?" ?”
Lin Huai, who was about to sneak away, was caught. He had no choice but to say: "We want to follow up to see where the cemetery is."
"It's almost dark, and it's really not safe for the two of you to go there now." Cheng Xin persuaded earnestly, "And we didn't even find a place to live on the first day after we came here. The most taboo thing to play games is to separate Move, we're still eight... no, nine is better."
"... Well, yes, what you said makes sense." Lin Huai nodded thoughtfully.
"How about this, I will go with Lin Huai." Chu Tianshu volunteered, "Let's go and confirm the location of the cemetery."
Cheng Xin was still a little confused, Ji Nanquan rolled his eyes when he heard this, and nudged him with his elbow: "Just let them go."
"But… "
"It would be good to let them explore the way first." Ji Nanquan said, "Anyway, the cemetery should not be far from here."
"...It's okay." Cheng Xin made a difficult decision, "Let's go to the village chief's house first, and you two should take a look outside the cemetery, don't go in, you know? It's getting dark now, so it's not safe."
Chu Tianshu said: "Okay, let's hang out outside and never go in."
Cheng Xin: ...
Under the guidance of the driver, the group went to the village chief's house. Lin Huai and Chu Tianshu followed the funeral procession with a hoe in their hands. Liao Guan followed Cheng Xin, walking cautiously, while involuntarily looking in the direction the two left.