"Are you ready?"
In front of the mountain temple, Zhang Yang's face was solemn, his divine light was restrained, and he had no possessions. He just stood there, seemingly even more unfathomable than the statue of the mountain god in the temple.
"The little god has been preparing for a long time."
A breeze passed by, with the faint smell of incense, and finally fell on the mountain god's trial talisman. There was a flash of white light, and then there was no sound.
Zhang Yang put away the mountain god's trial talisman and looked back to where he came from. The castle buildings in the entire village were scattered, half on the hills and half on the flat ground. All of these, it had begun to look prosperous.
"Are you sure you want to activate the Mountain God Trial Talisman?"
"Warning, the Mountain God Trial Talisman will be connected to an unknown world, and the village building order will not be effective there. And the village building order cannot actively teleport you back, unless you can obtain something similar to the Mountain God Trial in that strange world. props for talismans.”
"Warning again, if you return to this world within 60 days, your adopted son Zhang Wenyuan will automatically inherit the position of village chief. Therefore, the fantasy village building order bound to you and the game village building order will be temporarily detained. "
"You need to spend 50,000 energy points to start this unknown trial."
…
"confirm."
Zhang Yang felt calm and chose to confirm.
Then a wave of water ripples rolled up, and his figure was like a reflection in the water, disappearing without a trace in an instant, as if he had never existed in this world.
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A fishy smell of fermented mule and horse manure mixed with moist soil instantly woke Zhang Yang up.
Then what he felt was that wet feeling that almost drove him crazy.
"So this is growing mushrooms?"
With this thought flashing through his mind, Zhang Yang had to try his best to get out of a dark, unknown thing that looked like a sleeping bag.
"hiss-"
It hurt. A heart-piercing pain in his left thigh almost made him cry out, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.
What the hell? injured
It was a little dark around him, but there was a patter of rain outside, which made him feel depressed for no reason.
"Mountain God, are you still there?"
Zhang Yang asked in his mind, but there was no response. He tried to open the village building order, and then realized that whether it was the fantasy village building order or the game village building order, they had been seized.
He doesn't even know his specific situation now.
What's worse is that he doesn't know whether this body has suffered soul penetration or something, but he can't release the soul force field.
What a terrible start.
However, Zhang Yang did not panic. He had already expected it. Since the mountain god test could not be covered by the village building order, it was enough to show the seriousness of the matter.
But it was precisely for this reason that he wanted to take the risk.
"So, this is a simple cowhide tent. It's raining outside, and it's probably the kind of rainy weather that has lasted for several days."
"My body is injured, with signs of excessive blood loss, wound infection, high fever and other fatal factors. From this point of view, the former owner of my body must be dead."
"Fortunately, after I traveled through time, this fatal wound infection and high fever were contained by some kind of force. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive."
Zhang Yang analyzed quickly while looking at everything in the cowhide tent.
There was a dirty animal skin backpack next to the sleeping bag, but someone turned it upside down. There was an ugly bowl next to the backpack. There was a small pile of turbid liquid in the bowl. Zhang Yang suspected that it was some kind of medicine. liquid.
"It seems that someone has treated me, or I have tried to save myself, but it has basically no effect."
In addition, although this cowhide tent is simple, it can accommodate two people, but there are no sleeping bags in the extra open space, but a few lines of messy footprints and a pile of gray-white dirt can be seen.
Zhang Yang stared at the dirt for a long time before suddenly realizing that it should be the traces left by the whetstone.
In other words, the unknown neighbor next to him once carefully polished his beloved weapons here, then packed his bags and left, taking with him the relics of the previous owner.
"I hope I'm wrong."
Zhang Yang laughed at himself and struggled to crawl out of the sleeping bag that was full of stench and rotten smell. What a ghost, his left leg was almost rotten, and there was a broken arrow stuck in it.
"No, so this is a medieval era background?"
Zhang Yang still had the heart to laugh, and then he looked around for any knives. This wound must be treated immediately. Although he didn't know what kind of power suppressed the wound infection and high fever, this kind of power could not always exist. Go down.
After some searching, Zhang Yang was so painful that he was sweating profusely, but luckily, it seemed that the previous owner was a standard warrior, because there was a dagger tied to his right leg.
But the neighbor didn't take it away.
"Huh? What is this?"
At this time, Zhang Yang finally noticed that there was a wooden accessory hanging on his chest. It was very simple, but the pattern on it looked familiar. It was the mountain temple in his village.
"Minato, the mountain god? Is that you, brother!"
No response.
Zhang Yang blinked and looked at the wound on his left leg. He had thought it strange before. Such a serious wound infection, it was no exaggeration to say that it was already covered with maggots. There was no way he could survive. He must have some kind of power. Contained the injury.
There is absolutely no chance of time travel benefits, time travel golden fingers, or injuries that can deceive people.
Now it seems that the mountain god is using his weak power to help.
"It's okay. You're more reliable than that guy Duan Kuan."
With a smile, Zhang Yang cut off a piece of stinky leather from the sleeping bag, bit it in his mouth, and then began to steadily cut away the completely rotten flesh on his left leg.
it is necessary.
Cutting off the rotten flesh with one knife after another, Zhang Yang was so painful that he almost collapsed and passed out. However, perhaps with the blessing of the mountain god's weak healing ability, he finally persisted until fresh blood flowed from the wound.
The wound at this time was very scary, but Zhang Yang continued to fumble. There were almost zero supplies in the tent, let alone spirits.
But luckily for him, he found a few rocks and a pile of burned ashes.
This is good stuff.
Without saying anything, Zhang Yang grabbed a few handfuls and pressed them on.
Well, he has done what he can do, and now it’s up to the mountain god. After all, this is the mountain god’s trial world and his main battlefield. He can’t be an Adou who can’t help him.
Thinking like this, Zhang Yang didn't really wait for a miracle to happen. After resting for a while, he carefully moved his body, leaned his head on the cowhide tent, and listened to the movement outside.
After a long time, he confirmed that there was no other sound except the sound of rain outside.
It seemed like he was really the only one left here.
Holding the dagger in one hand, Zhang Yang opened a gap at the entrance of the tent and looked out with squinted eyes. The first thing he saw was the dim skylight, turbid puddles and mud trampled by animals and horses.
So Zhang Yang immediately judged that this was a camp.
And it's still temporary, because the various trampled weeds on the ground are still green and full of vitality.
The front of the tent seemed to be a valley filled with mist, and the location of the tent was obviously a hill with a slight slope, which was suitable for setting up a campsite.
But it seems that he is the only one in this camp, no, there are two lonely tents.
"strangeness."
Zhang Yang frowned slightly, who were the former master's companions
Although these cowhide tents are simple, they should be able to exchange for some money. Or is this the final resting place for a few dead people
"Perhaps the previous owner had not yet died at that time?"
Zhang Yang thought about it, then crawled back, took the ugly medicine bowl and placed it outside the tent. He needed to drink some water. Although drinking raw water in the wild was a suicidal act, considering that he had If the mountain god is the wet nurse, then it doesn't matter.
After drinking a bowl of cold rainwater, Zhang Yang was careful about his wounds, climbed into the muddy water and dragged a piece of wood back. This wood should have been used for support last night, but the team was walking in a hurry, so it was stepped on Entering the mud, he happened to find me.
This is a good piece of wood, very hard, about two meters long, five centimeters thick, straight, and the surface is rubbed smooth.
When Zhang Yang touched several traces of rope binding on it, he roughly confirmed a piece of information.
"This should be a caravan. There are many large animals in the caravan, and they are also pulling some large carts. This wood is used to tie the goods on the carts."
"Then, it's time to do the first thing at the beginning, rub the wooden spear."
Zhang Yang laughed happily. He was now more and more aware of the magic of this skill taught by Wu Yuan. There were almost no hell openings that the Rubbing Wood Spear could not use.
"I feel like Wooden Spear is the protagonist, and I'm the supporting actor."
The dagger wasn't too sharp, but luckily Zhang Yang's skill at cutting wooden spears was still there, and even though he was very weak at the moment, he could still cut it steadily.
He fell asleep several times during the process, but as soon as he woke up, he kept rubbing the wooden spear.
It was almost the next day, or maybe later, when the rain outside finally stopped, and Zhang Yang successfully cut out a wooden spear that was of acceptable standard.
It was also at this time that he felt much better and finally heard the voice of the mountain god.
"Sir, the situation is not good. This world's rejection of me is quite terrifying. I'm afraid we won't be able to go back alive this time."
"What's the situation? Don't jump to conclusions. Tell me what you know. Are there main tasks and side tasks?"
Zhang Yang was so hungry that he was dizzy, but he still maintained an extraordinary calmness.
"What main plot? What branch plot? I don't understand what you are talking about, sir. I can only say this. The only purpose of our coming here is to find a way back. As long as we can go back, I can at least upgrade to level 10 Mountain God. "
"Wait, what do you mean?"
Zhang Yang was stunned and found his way back, "Can't the village building order take us back?"
"No, sir, I used one unit of divinity to randomly divine a lucky charm, so I have to use ten units of divinity to lock our way back again. That is to say, as long as we can gather ten units, With the divinity of the unit, we can go back, and after this experience, I will become stronger.”
"But, sir, as I just said, this world's rejection of me is terrifying. I have no chance of obtaining ten units of divinity."
"Minato, are you trying to trick me?"
Zhang Yang smiled, but did not get angry, "Can you still heal me?"
"Yes, sir, but in order to stabilize your injury, I have already used 0.5 units of divinity. I still have to retain 0.1 units of divinity to communicate with you. What we can use now is only 0.4 units of divinity. ”
"I understand, don't think too much, just leave the other things to me. Also, don't heal my injuries. I feel that the wounds can be healed slowly. Your divinity may be of great use."
Zhang Yang said calmly.