Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

The autumn leaves turn yellow and fall on the lake, bringing with them an indescribable desolation.

Yu Qingqian stood on the hillside with her arms akimbo, looking at the small village shrouded in smoke.

"Is this Xingyun Village?"

Yu Qingqian and Jian Baining hit it off half a month ago. They packed up their things and ran to the Star Luo Empire together. They only left Yueguan a perfunctory farewell letter and left. He was so angry that he had to eat three meals in a row before he could calm down.

Xingyun Village is located in the western frontier area of ​​the Star Luo Empire. It is located at the foot of the mountain. It is shrouded in fog all year round and has little contact with the outside world.

But that doesn't mean the village is a complacent place.

On the contrary, it can be known from people who have been to this village that Xingyun Village has a thorough understanding of the outside world, and as long as there are guests there, they will receive all guests warmly.

This is what puzzles Yu Qingqian.

"Sister Bai Ning, since those people say that the people here are hospitable, why do you have this mission?"

Yu Qingqian withdrew her gaze from the distance and looked at Jian Baining beside her.

Before leaving, Jian Baining bought a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in Tiandou City to wear. They had no lenses and were just frames.

According to her, wearing it on her face masks many of her emotions, making it easier for her to disguise them.

Yu Qingqian strongly agreed.

Sister Bai Ning's face paired with gold-rimmed glasses gave her the image of a noble and abstinent royal sister, which made Yu Qingqian drool.

Far away.

Jian Baining pushed up her glasses, "I don't know either. But if the people in this village are really hospitable, then this task will be more difficult than imagined."

"yes."

They say don’t hit someone with a smiling face. If they are hospitable, it will be even harder to attack.

"It's okay. When the time comes, once we put on our masks, we won't love anyone."

Jian Baining smiled softly, shook her head helplessly, and took Yu Qingqian's hand and walked straight towards Xingyun Village.

They disguised themselves as a brother and sister who had just entered the soul master world, carried two big bags on their backs, and drove straight into Xingyun Village.

Outside Xingyun Village, there is a half-person tall stone tablet with the words Xingyun Village engraved on it.

The stone monument is lonely, with weeds growing next to it but not high, as if it has been cleaned. There were two bowls of things like tributes placed in front of the stone tablet. Half of the apples were left, the cores were exposed, and a few ants were happily carrying the food on them.

Strange, why are tributes placed in front of the village monument?

After walking in the misty white mist for less than half a stick of incense, my vision became clear.

Yu Qingqian pulled the short strap on Jian Baining's backpack, looking like an honest and timid younger brother, which was a bit funny.

The ring-shaped white fog isolates the village from the outside world. The village is not surrounded by fog, but is extremely clear, and even the places where the sun shines are exuding bursts of warmth.

In front of a small thatched hut nearby, a little boy in cotton clothes was pulling a lively puppy to prevent it from rushing over and giving them a bite each.

Other places in the village are also busy with people coming and going. People seem to get along quite harmoniously with each other, and it feels like a paradise.

Seeing outsiders entering the village, the villagers were not surprised, but there was a bit of novelty in their eyes, and a few people were vaguely eager to come forward and strike up a conversation.

"Hello everyone, my brother and I are quite suitable for traveling in Xingyun Village, so we just want to come here for a vacation. Is there a hotel or other place where we can stay here?"

Jian Baining kept talking nonsense without blinking, observing her surroundings calmly.

At this time, several people came and stood in front of the two people, pushing and shoving.

They seemed to be discussing who would be their representative to communicate with them, and finally a man wearing a gray robe who looked like a fortune teller who traveled around the world was pushed out.

"Ahem." He clenched his hand into a fist and coughed softly. He raised his head to the sky at 45 degrees to pretend to be inscrutable: "Our Xingyun Village welcomes guests from all over the world at any time." He changed his posture again, as if this could make him appear incomprehensible. He is more handsome.

Yu Qingqian’s evaluation is,

Not as handsome as her.

The fortune teller was rushed aside before he could say another word, and a young man with a cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye stood up.

"Hello, of course there is a place to live. A few days ago, most of the young people in the village went out to practice, and there happened to be a lot of vacant rooms. If you don't mind, I will have someone take you there."

Jian Baining and Yu Qingqian looked at each other and said in unison: "No problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man raised his hand slightly, and there was a crunching sound behind him, playing back and forth like a symphony.

The people turned slightly to make way, and then they saw a row of puppets that were about to fall apart running over, dropping pieces of wood as they ran.

The two subconsciously took a step back and put their hands in front of them in a defensive posture.

Yu Qingqian's mouth twitched, not knowing whether to laugh or not.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a puppet technique in our village. Because our martial arts are special, we usually control puppets to solve many problems in daily life, which is very convenient."

The man introduced, and when he turned around, he saw that the puppet at the front of the team had lost his head and was running over, trying to put his head back on.

"Uh-" The man smiled awkwardly, "Unexpectedly, the puppet has been in disrepair for a long time. It's not in the way. It can still work normally. Don't mind."

Yu Qingqian smiled back: "It's okay, you look very powerful, we won't mind."

Jian Baining and Yu Qingqian followed a row of puppets away, leaving a group of people gathered around, excitedly discussing the identity and strength of the outsiders.

The wooden houses are in a row, and every few houses have a stone pillar. I don't know what they are used for.

On one of the stone pillars, there was a bald man sitting cross-legged with his upper body bare. It seemed that he was practicing.

After following the puppet man for half a mile, he saw a row of roofless thatched houses, which looked lonely and crumbling in a wilderness.

"Can people live in this...?" Yu Qingqian's tone was full of uncertainty.

As soon as he stood in front of the thatched cottage, he saw a little boy with two pigtails running up to the sky, chasing a short-haired and capable girl, yelling about giving him something back.

When the girl passed by the puppet man, she held the puppet's shoulder with one hand and jumped to a dead tree nearby. She raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Give it back to you? What I see is mine. I want it, I get it, You kid, if you can't grab it, you just don't have the strength."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Yu Qingqian and ran away.

The child was so angry that he stomped his feet, gritted his teeth, and ran back crying, with a big snot bubble coming out of his nose.

Yu Qingqian watched the seemingly ordinary episode, with a hint of contemplation in her eyes.

interesting.

Feeling the sense of peeping coming from the dark, Yu Qingqian rolled her eyes, raised her fingers in a pretentious manner, her expression suddenly changed to a shy one, took Jian Baining's hand and started acting.

"Sister Xiaobai, this village is so poor. The thatched huts don't even have a roof. Let's go back~"

At this time, Yu Qingqian was like a wavy trumpet spirit, pulling Jian Baining's hand and shaking it like a shameless bullshit plaster.

Jian Baining laughed in her heart, but she still understood and started to cooperate with Yu Qingqian in acting.