Bai Ming slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a clear and bright sky, with the sun shining through thin clouds, warm and peaceful.
He found himself in the middle of a lively village celebration.
Surrounded by simple earthen wood houses, the roofs are covered with thatch, the walls are made of earth and stone, and red cloth strips and dried corn bunches are hung under the eaves.
The villagers are dressed in coarse linen clothes, men often tie their hair with scarves, and women wear hairpins and buns. Although the clothes are simple but neat, they are full of the atmosphere of simple labor.
People were laughing and chatting, children were chasing each other and playing, and the air was filled with the aroma of cooking smoke and steamed cakes.
A young girl leaned over to look at him. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She had a beautiful face and bright eyes. She was wearing a blue cloth skirt that had been washed white, and she had a small wild flower on her temples.
Seeing him wake up, she smiled brightly and said in a clear voice: "Young Master, are you awake? Welcome to our Dingfu Birthday!"
Bai Ming asked: "This is...?"
The girl said: "This is Fuquan Village, my name is Li Xiangying, welcome to the Young Master." br/> Bai Ming said: "Why did you call me Young Master?"
Li Xiangying said: "The clothes on the Master's body are exquisitely made, and you can tell he comes from a wealthy family. Come on, come and join the celebration."
Li Xiangying said, holding Bai Ming's hand and enthusiastically leading him into the celebration.
The villagers are celebrating the birthday of the God of Fortune in various ways. Some people are carrying the statue of the God in parade, and the gongs and drums are noisy.
Some people burned incense and knelt down in front of the shrine, chanting some words.
There are also people performing Nuo operas in the open space, with menacing masks but cheerful dance steps.
The serving table was filled with steamed cakes made from new rice, freshly picked fruits, and even a whole roasted pig in the center, which was full of aroma.
Bai Ming glanced around and found that this was just an ordinary ancient mountain village, without any trace of the "rules" he expected.
Have you traveled through time?
No, no, no! The panel of the twilight game is still there,
The village is named Fuquan, and it worships the God of Dingfu. This is definitely a copy of that reality.
Why is it so peaceful and peaceful?
——
The sound from his stomach broke his thoughts.
Li Xiangying chuckled: "Young Master, are you hungry? Come on, I'll take you to eat something!"
She pulled Bai Ming to a makeshift food stall.
The stall owner is an old man with a smile. He is wrapping balls of glutinous rice in bean paste and shaping them into the shape of a cute little beast.
“This is the Dingfu dumpling,” Li Xiangying picked up one and handed it to Bai Ming. “Eating it will bring blessings from the gods, and you will have food in your belly and fire in the stove in the coming year.” The rice is so sweet that the Lord God is happy when he smells it. "
Bai Ming subconsciously took the dumpling. The fragrance of the glutinous rice and the sweetness of the bean paste floated into his nose, making the roar in his stomach even more intense. Every cell was clamoring, urging him to swallow this temptation immediately.
Something wrong? Something is very wrong!
He had clearly eaten a full meal before entering the dungeon, how could he be so hungry?
Where are the members of the Tenth Brigade?
Where are the people of [Void] lurking?
This village only has a few hundred people. You can see it all at a glance, but you can't see any strange people.
But the name of the dungeon clearly says [Mountain Village], if you don’t perform the task here, where can you do it?
No, no, no!
However, the hunger in his belly grew stronger and stronger, almost swallowing up his reason. It became increasingly difficult for him to resist the temptation of the dumplings in his hands.
Li Xiangying's bright eyes were looking at him unblinkingly, urging softly: "Master, have a taste, it's delicious, isn't it?"
This voice was ordinary, but it seemed to have some kind of magical attraction, getting into his ears, teasing his last sanity.
Bai Ming felt a moment of trance, the world in front of him was spinning slightly, and the dumpling in his hand seemed to be emitting a warm light. He involuntarily raised his hand slowly, trying to put the dumpling to his lips.
"Bai Ming..."
A soft call came from the depths of his soul. Bai Ming was shaken, and he was completely awake in an instant.
He finally understood what happened. He broke the rules. He broke the rules as soon as he came to Fuquan Village.
The consequences of breaking the rules is to be punished by the rules.
But this time the punishment is different from the previous ones. It is not a direct attack type, but a gentle moisturizing thing, quietly eroding one's mind.
【Mountain Village】is a D+ level dungeon, which means it corresponds to the difficulty level for level 10 players.
In the field of level 10 players, Bai Ming, who only relies on the support of [Rebel], plus he only has 6 points of will at level 6, no longer has an advantage in the field of will immunity.
That's why I didn't even have time to activate my willpower, and I fell into the trap so easily.
If Bai Xiaozhi hadn't woken up in time, he would have been completely doomed.
Is this Bai Xiaozhi’s talent after becoming a wild ghost?
·Obviously she should be sleeping in the system [backpack], but she was still able to call him through the barrier.
Or is it not a talent, but a deeper connection achieved by [Wraith Symbiosis] after her strength increases?
No wonder Zhang Daochang reminded himself that he must improve Bai Xiaozhi's strength.
Bai Ming knew that this was not the time to delve deeper. When thinking about this issue.
He picked up the dumplings, smiled at Li Xiangying and said, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."
Li Xiangying suddenly showed an aggrieved look: "Sir, are the dumplings not delicious? That's why you refuse to eat them? If the people in the village knew it, If I don't entertain you well, I will be punished..."
The stall owner also approached and begged: "Yes, sir, you can have a taste! If the distinguished guests are not satisfied, I, the stall owner, will be scolded and punished, and I may not even be able to keep this small living!"
"If you do well, just take pity on me!"
Li Xiangying's eyes filled with tears, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Sir, please, just take a bite, okay? Otherwise I really can't explain..."
When the nearby villagers saw this, they gradually gathered around and tried to persuade each other.
"Sir, just do your best! It's not easy for Old Uncle Huang's family. His son broke his leg when he went into the mountains the year before last, and his wife ran away with him. He relies on his skills to support his grandson. If the village chief is unhappy, breaks the rules of the village, and confiscates the stall, how will they live? Ah! "
Another person said: "That's right, you look like a decent person, so why bother making things difficult for us? Xiaoying is also kind-hearted. If you don't eat, she will definitely be scolded, break the village's rules, and maybe even have her rations deducted. Can you bear to see them suffer?"
Another woman wiped her tears and said, "You refused to eat and shook your head. You broke the rules of the village and may have cut off the livelihood of Mr. Huang's family and harmed a sensible child like Xiaoying. Can you bear to die without saving it?"
Bai Ming said calmly: "I didn't know about these things before." They got excited and accused each other: "Don't you know now? You can help others by raising your hand, but you broke the rules of the village and insisted on watching Old Man Huang's family survive and watching a good girl like Xiaoying be punished?"
"Are you people from wealthy families so hard-hearted? You would rather die than save me!"
Bang——!
A muffled sound suddenly interrupted the din.
I saw a long stick appearing in Bai Ming's hand at some point, and swung it out without warning, accurately crushing Li Xiangying's head.
· Brains and blood splashed out, and the girl fell softly to the ground before she even had time to scream.
Bai Ming shook off the red and white things on the stick and said indifferently: "She is dead now, there is no need to save her."