Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 30 Miaojiang Secret Coffin
"Senior Song, he just thinks he's seen me somewhere, which is different from 'knowing'."

Quan Heng shifted the focus: "Bundling humans and underground monsters together is a bit too much."

"Has it passed?"

Song Jingyun raised her lips, "Then why do you still ask about the list of NPCs in the game? Isn't it also a combination of monsters and human subconsciousness?"

"What did you find? Did you find that the human world is closely related to the monster world, or are there monsters lurking in the human world?"

Quan Heng raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Oh, it looks like they've all been found."

Song Jingyun looked like a lazy crane again, "Don't worry, these words will be automatically erased—otherwise, how do you think it balances the time difference between the two worlds? The channels they watch are not live broadcasts, and the sound is at least silenced. Editing is the most important thing. The system is so smart that it will not make bad news public."

Song Jingyun yawned, "You are indeed very sharp and lucky.

"I was able to discover this because I ran into a monster wandering out of the dungeon when I was practicing. I thought it was a hallucination at first, but I realized it when I met a monster with related memories."

"Why did Senior Song tell me so much?"

Quan Heng touched the ring with his finger, "I thought border linkers were very alert and wouldn't casually tell the secrets they knew."

"How do you know that I said it casually?" Song Jingyun said happily.

He lifted the wine gourd around his waist and took a sip of wine. The Taoist priest's hair was completely loose, falling to his temples in small pieces, and his sword eyebrows and star eyes softened.

As he spoke, he took out a pure white and flawless egg from the Qiankun bag, and tossed it casually: "For the reward of helping me hide this egg, I don't want to owe anyone a favor."

"Just because of this?" Quan Heng raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"This information is useless to me. Regardless of the human world or the monster world, saying this kind of thing will only cause trouble to the upper body. It's better to be confused than to make money. And it's not a linker who can't hear me. Forecast Connectors whose sequence is less than S can't remember these words. They don't realize it, and they don't even pay attention to the sundial."

Is it... is that so?

"Not only that, but even if the connectors whose predicted sequence is lower than S are aware of the special nature of the sundial, they will lose their desire for exploration and curiosity."

Song Jingyun slammed his mouth, and said seriously, "These crap things are very dangerous when you hear them. I, an old man who is on the verge of three, dare not play with you young rebels."

Quan Heng laughed.

"I'm tired, I'm running today and my body and spirit have dropped to 70, I need to sleep to recover—you should rest earlier."

Quan Heng watched Song Jingyun leave, and suddenly smiled, playfully: "Rebellious boy?"

She touched the cowhide totem in her waist bag, and looked down at the gray patterned amanita in the bag, her eyes were dark and unclear.

……

"It's early in the morning, there's a lot of fog on the mountain."

At dawn, there were suddenly more Miao people in the village.

The villagers in Karanta seem to love good-looking people a little more, even unknown strangers.I want to come to the village owner's plan to use the gods to communicate with the outside world over the years, which has been very successful.

Among the crowd before leaving the village, there were a few Miao girls who came back from picking mushrooms to show affection for these foreigners, and a few girls were bold and seemed to really want to touch Quan Heng's face.

Because she really looks young, wearing simple and light clothes, looks clean and handsome, and smiles Buddha-like and gentle.After chattering a lot in Miao language, Quan Heng heard a sentence:
"She is so pretty, like the little black cat raised by King Gu, with beautiful eyes."

Quan Heng's right eyelid twitched again, feeling that something was wrong with that little black panther.

When the village owner brought their group of fake TV crews to the mountain, Lu Xiaoman sighed in the mountain fog, and became excited again in a blink of an eye:

"Shall we prepare some food? There are a lot of bacteria here. I just saw a lot of bacteria in the baskets of those Miao girls. There are red ones and other colors. Are they not poisonous?"

"Hey, eat whatever you want," Song Jingyun squatted on a gray-red mushroom and looked at it. "Red umbrellas, white poles. After eating, we will lie down on the board together. Sleep on the board and sleep in the coffin, and then we will bury them in the mountains together."

"Few bacterial rings, the secretion is as clear as water, without plaque, and there is no debris on the cap." Song Jingyun smiled, then took it off and threw it to Lu Xiaoman, "This is not poisonous."

Lu Xiaoman took it, wondering: "Do you know poisonous mushrooms?"

"Taoist, don't talk about anything else, you have to learn Chinese medicine—my patriarch is also a Taoist doctor who has traveled all over the world, and he summed up the prescriptions and published a book the year before last."

Song Jingyun scratched his chin, "However, I was also poisoned before. I went to the mountains to play and didn't want to go back, so I picked a few plants by instinct and cooked them to fill my stomach. After eating, all kinds of colors twisted together and rotated progressively. Then Taste, tsk, and san value fluctuations are disgusting!"

The description is quite vivid.

"That's why you didn't get the gray goose cream."

The village owner snorted coldly, "Otherwise, Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save you, even if you are in the village, it will not be easy to save you. Even Gu worms can't stand that stuff!"

Then he looked at Lu Xiaoman: "Pick some, you can't eat the food inside after entering the mountain, the poisonous mushrooms in this area have already been picked off to feed the Gu worms. You can pick the rest with confidence."

"Great!"

Lu Xiaoman rubbed his hands excitedly, "Let's drink mushroom soup! I just like eating here, and it's not easy to recover the blue bar."

"Walk and pick."

The village owner said as he walked into the mountain, "A few hundred meters away is Gu Chong Canyon, this place is not easy.

"It's the protective barrier set up by Gu kings in the past. If someone detects that someone has entered the valley without the permission of the Gu king, there will be a commotion, causing the Gu butterflies inside to break out of the cocoon.

"So we have to pass as soon as possible. As for whether we can all survive, it depends on God's gift!"

Quan Heng looked at him, took a step behind thoughtfully, and said to the others: "Seniors, buy something in advance."

……

The Butterfly Valley mentioned by the Zhaizhu is a natural deep valley in front of this sacred mountain. Standing at the entrance of the deep valley, you can see the peaks that are sent into the sky in all directions. creatures.

Quan Heng and the others followed the village owner and walked in quickly, looking clearly at the faint blue cocoons hanging on the surrounding green plants, which were very thin, and one could see the weird and slender black tubes of Gu insects with hooks silver-black tentacles.

It was as if he would wake up from a deep sleep in the next second.

The owner of the village took steps, stepped lightly on the fallen leaves in the valley, and slowly landed: "Everyone, please speak softly, these butterflies are easy to-"

"Crack!" A crisp sound of leaves snapping sounded from under his feet.

The village owner looked down in horror and saw the twigs in the pile of fallen leaves.

"Forehead……"

Seeing the situation, Song Jingyun didn't restrain himself anymore, he just settled down and joked: "It seems that we don't have to be gentle."

The originally dead butterfly turned its eyes, and saw the foreign invader in a hundred kinds of pupil images, and broke free from the thin cocoon with its sharp claws.

The crackling sound of cocoons resounded everywhere, the leaves swayed, and countless cocoon breaking sounds overlapped into an eye-catching muffled sound.

Thousands of huge, brightly colored butterflies fluttered their icy and poisonous wings, pressing forward overwhelmingly!

"Run!!" The village owner yelled in horror, and everyone reacted instantly and ran towards the exit of Butterfly Valley.

But the physical strength of the old man was not enough at all, the village owner suddenly fell in the middle of the run, looked desperately at the Gu butterfly rushing towards him, closed his eyes suddenly and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"噗味呵味——" The strange voice smelled strange.

The pain didn't come for a long time, Quan Heng grabbed the old village owner, "Okay, I'm not dead, let's go quickly. Don't pay in advance and scream."

The old village head: "..."

The village owner opened his eyes, only to see that these people sprayed something at the Gu butterflies, and then the Gu butterflies fell to the ground one after another.

miracle! !
This is nothing short of miraculous! !

"What did you just spray?!"

Passing through the valley safely, the village master asked panting, with an excited tone, "Did the magical item that can deal with Gu butterflies be obtained from the Gu king?! Could it be that you have received the gift of God! My god finally heard me I prayed for a gift, right?!"

After tidying up his breath, Quan Heng raised his eyebrows, threw the spray in his hand to him, and said in a natural tone: "Insecticide spray, I have to ask about it."

"But you said God's gift..." Quan Heng smiled, "It is true in a sense."

The village owner stared blankly at the trademark that said "Seven Gods Powerful Insecticide Spray" in his hand, and fell into a deep silence.

"Oh yes, that's called believing in science."

Song Jingyun sorted out his gossip mirror, mahogany sword, and pile of yellow paper, and responded smoothly: "Stop superstition, start from now, start from me! Learn!"

Village owner: "..."

You are a fairy, you are ready to fly with a sword, and you are still telling me to believe in science? !
How on earth can you say that? ! !
(End of this chapter)