Building a New World

After that, there is no exception, whether it is Jia Zhengjin's many strong men, or the members of the Wallace family next door are in a deep sleep.

"Urine urgency!" Jia Zhengjin, who was awakened by a pee of urine, did not know how long he slept.

It's just that there is no toilet in the wooden house, but I can only go outside.

He has the magic of night vision and does not worry about the completely dark environment now.

I don't know if this village has forgotten to build toilets, or is it unnecessary at all. Anyway, he didn't find it in a circle, and finally he could only go to a place in the woods outside the village.

After the water is comfortable, prepare to go back to sleep.

When passing by a farm in the village, I suddenly heard footsteps.

"What's going on?" Jia Zhengjin quickly squatted down, concealing himself as far as possible and looking at the direction of footsteps with his night vision ability.

As a result, at the next moment, he was surprised to find a skeleton appearing out of nowhere on the farmland.

The skull appeared like an instant, without any signs.

"What's the situation? Why do skeletons appear?" Jia Zhengjin was puzzled. "The pope and the virgin are there, and there are so many priests and priests. If there are really undead creatures, they should be easy to find out! And the Knights Templar Decathlon should be sensitive to this undead..."

This village is really strange!

Jia Zhengjin glanced at the system time, which happened to be exactly zero.

Does the skull in front of you appear on time at this time, does it have any special meaning?

When he was puzzled, he saw that the skeleton in the farmland was thinking about humanity. Then he turned to the farmland and picked up a **** to reclaim the ground.

This behavior of the skeleton makes Jia Zhengjin hard to believe.

How to do? Continue to observe here?

Do not! Skeletons appear here, will they also appear in the village?

Jia Zhengjin thought for a moment, and took out the trident decisively. Either way, wipe out the skeleton first!

He jumped out of the woods and hurried forward.

To deal with a skeleton, it is not enough to use space magic and attack skills.

"Who?!" To his surprise, when he rushed out, the skeleton turned quickly to look over and asked loudly.

Skeleton can talk? This incident was completely beyond Jia Zhengjin's expectations, making him stop and stunned.

"Hey! Who are you?" Skeleton asked Jia Zhengjin when he stopped, and asked another question.

Jia Zhengjin blinked and was confused by the situation in front of him. But the reaction came immediately, and it was the skeleton who spoke, so why bother so much? In short, they are the undead creatures of the evil camp, just deal with it!

Thinking of this, he quickly sprinted forward again, holding up the trident and thrusting it fiercely toward the skeleton.

"What are you doing?!" The skeleton actually made Jia Zhengjin even more shocked. He did not come on the face like ordinary undead creatures, but avoided it with fear, and then trot all the way to the road outside the farmland and said anxiously. , "Why do you want to kill me suddenly? Stranger, what do you want to do?"

"Less nonsense!" Jia Zhengjin saw that it flexibly avoided his attack, and immediately passed through the farmland and launched an attack on it again.

"My food!!!" The skeleton shouted anxiously at Jia Zhengjin, saw his face murderous, quickly fled to his head, quickly entered the village, and yelled, "Help -!! "

Jia Zhengjin rushed into the village after chasing the skeleton. As a result, he was surprised to find that the village was originally dead. Hundreds of skeletons appeared at the moment. They were squatting with their heads horrified in fear. Connie, the Pope and other powerful men frowned, and even the members of the Wallace family were awake, curious about the skeleton.

The skeleton chased by Jia Zhengjin saw this scene, showing a shocked and panicked expression. It stopped and immediately crouched down with his head shouting, "Don't kill me!!"

Jia Zhengjin had so much control and went straight to the trident to clean up the skeleton.

"Stop it!" Who expected the pope to come over quickly to stop him.

"Michelangelo, why stop me?" Jia Zhengjin looked at him wonderingly, "Shouldn't all these skeletons be eliminated? You and Decathlon are all bright camps, shouldn't they be hostile to skeletons? Why should they stop? I?"

"Kean, you put down your weapon first!" the pope said to him. "These are forgotten ones, not ordinary skeletons."

"Forgotten? What do you mean?" Jia Zhengjin looked confused, but put the trident down.

"This is a relatively peculiar ethnic group," the Pope said when he saw him lay down his arms, and said with confidence, "Although the appearance is the same as the undead, but it is not an undead. The biggest difference between them and the undead is that they still retain their previous lives. Thinking and memory."

"You all said that you were alive, is that still an undead?" Jia Zhengjin frowned.

"The forgotten are indeed related to the undead, but they are completely different." The pope shook his head. "To be honest, they are actually counted as a fairly vulnerable group in this world, and they are very rare. In general, being The Forgotten are rarely encountered, and only a few adventurers in the ancient books have the luck of encountering them. They are rejected and feared by normal humans because of their appearance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and because of their internal relationship, they are rejected by the undead . The forgotten belong to a special ethnic group and do no harm to ordinary people."

"There is such a thing?" Jia Zhengjin was very suspicious. He carefully looked at the skeletons in front of him, or the forgotten ones in the pope's mouth.

But how do you think they are all like skeletons!

Moreover, these strange things suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the night, is that weird?

"The reason why we didn't notice the forgotten is because they don't have the unpleasant dark breath of the undead." The pope said softly. "In fact, we are lucky, we can meet this group. I was just I’ve seen relevant content in ancient books, and it’s my first time today! In short, the forgotten are not part of the light camp, nor are they part of the evil camp. They are relatively neutral and live in peace and quiet in this world. The peculiar ethnic group is harmless to anyone. Today is the place where we inadvertently broke into them, and it is already very rude. If you start to deal with them again and take their lives, it will be even more excessive!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"We are rude, so we need to apologize to them, and then find a place outside the village to spend the night." The Pope finished looking at the trembling skeletons, "I'm sorry everyone! We didn't mean to bother you, but also to you No malice! Which of you is the leader? Can you say a few words?"

"Dear distinguished guests..." A skeleton slowly stood up. "The scumbag is the village chief here. It is so honored that there are still people who can remember us now!"

"You are the village chief?" The pope said to him immediately, "I apologize for everyone's private intrusion into the village, and for the things that scared you!"

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