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

"Oh, my brother is right. Look at this shabby hut. It is really not suitable for people to live in. It seems that this vacation plan has to be cancelled."

Jian Baining patted Yu Qingqian's arm, expressed regret for a while, and then pulled Yu Qingqian back pretendingly.

When they first entered the village, Yu Qingqian and Jian Baining had one more thing in mind. From the moment they stepped into the dense fog outside the village, they could no longer see the outside scene.

The thick fog should be the protection mechanism of this village. It is easy to enter, but difficult to get out.

It's like a trap waiting for its prey to slowly take the bait.

Sure enough, just as the two expressed their intention to leave, a man walked out not far away.

"You two, this hut just looks shabby, but there is something special inside. You two will know after you go in and take a look."

Yu Qingqian was quite familiar with this person. He should have seen him among the group of people just now.

But the play must go on.

Yu Qingqian immediately frowned, as if he were a dead fish: "Do you really think we are blind? This thatched cottage probably can't even block a gust of wind, so I can't help it."

She turned her face to the side and folded her arms, looking unreasonable.

"Don't worry, it's just a place for entertaining guests, so it won't look like a pig's nest. You'll know if it's true or not after you take a look."

Jian Baining said at the right time: "Let's go, brother, it might as well go and have a look first."

The two of them walked in carrying somewhat heavy backpacks, and the items in the backpacks made sounds as they moved.

Before Yu Qingqian came in, he stuffed a few shovels, a few kitchen knives, hammers, ropes, mallets and other things that could be used to tie people up.

"Eh?"

As soon as I stepped into the thatched cottage, the originally shabby scene became magnificent, like a dead tree blooming with spring, and it had the style of a high-end hotel.

"What I said is right, you two. You will stay here tonight. There will be a welcome party in the village in the evening, in the open space in the oak forest next to the village. You two, remember to come."

"Welcome party?"

"Yes, it will be held every time guests come to the village. It will also be convenient for everyone to get to know each other and make friends."

Yu Qingqian understood. She rolled her eyes and looked at Jian Baining. An idea appeared in their minds at the same time.

Get drunk, get drunk, get drunk, make things easier.

Jian Baining raised her hands and clasped her fists: "Thank you, we will go."

After the man left, the puppets that were about to fall apart also creaked away, and the two of them returned to their normal state.

There should be some kind of space-changing magic circle inside the thatched house, making the outside look completely different from the inside.

There is a large crystal chandelier in the center, and the warm yellow light shines on the polished floor. The light and shadow flicker, giving people a sense of nothingness.

"Let's go, find a room first."

The two walked up the red-carpeted spiral staircase to the second floor, entered the room at the far end, took off their backpacks and placed them on the sofa.

"Tonight's welcome party, let's get started directly. You are responsible for attracting most of the people's attention, and I will be responsible for knocking them all out." Jian Baining took out a pair of leather gloves from the inner compartment of the backpack and stuffed them on both sides. in the sleeves.

Then he put the hammer and shovel into the hem of his clothes.

Don't ask how it was put in, just ask about the special settings.

As for why it is not placed in the soul guide.

Just kidding, the soul guide cannot be opened the moment you step into the village, it is no different from trash.

Yu Qingqian leaned on the sofa, blinked and rubbed uncertainly, and watched as Jian Baining stuffed everything in her backpack into her clothes, and her appearance did not seem to have changed at all.

She opened her mouth in a daze and swallowed slightly, doubting life.

She immediately gave a thumbs up, and then started gesturing to stuff things into her clothes.

As expected, Yu Qingqian only stuffed in a pair of gloves and nothing else.

go with.

Jian Baining raised her eyebrows and reached out to take the things, "I won't help you, then we will dig a hole together."

"Ah? Okay!" For some reason, it was a little exciting, and she was already looking forward to it.

But why does Sister Bai Ning look so skilled at doing this? Could he be a repeat offender?

"Sister Bai Ning, how do you become so skilled?" Yu Qingqian asked out of curiosity.

"Proficient? It's okay. I practiced for a month as planned before coming here, just to complete this task smoothly."

Jian Baining's voice was calm, as if she was saying that the weather today is really nice.

"Amazing!"

While Yu Qingqian sighed, she couldn't help but think that, indeed, only those who are always prepared are truly strong.

"Before that, let's go get a clear picture of the situation in the village so that we can move at night."

Jian Baining and Yu Qingqian left the thatched house and wandered around the village leisurely.

Yu Qingqian had her hands behind her back, looking like a little old man taking a walk, while Jian Baining had a youthful face and looked very deceptive.

Most of the people in the village live in large row houses. There is also a small thatched house on the hill at the east end of the village, which is said to be where the village chief lives.

Most of the villagers are enthusiastic, speak politely, and smile heartily and generously, as if they don't have any evil intentions.

An old man with a beard was sharpening a knife in front of his house. He was wearing a waistcoat that exposed his arms. His muscle lines were clearly visible. He could kill ten Yu Qingqian with one punch.

The sound of sharpening knives mixed with the crows of chickens next door was eerie and absurd.

"Uncle, uncle!" Yu Qingqian shouted at the courtyard wall, looking like a curious child.

"Huh?" The uncle looked up at Yu Qingqian, then lowered his head and continued sharpening the knife.

"Uncle, uncle, why are you sharpening the knife? Is it for the welcome party tonight? I heard that the village will hold a welcome party tonight."

The uncle didn't say anything for a long time. It wasn't until he finished sharpening the knife and put it away that he walked towards Yu Qingqian.

"You are the little guest from outside, right? You guessed it right, some chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep will be killed at the welcome party tonight. I will be responsible for sharpening the knives."

The uncle looked a little fierce, but his voice was slow and leisurely.

"Uncle, are there any interesting places in the village? My sister and I want to visit." She had a smile on her face and blinked her big eyes, as clear and silly as a puppy.

The uncle thought for a while, turned around and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Cheng Duoduo! Take these two little guests to the village!"

The hay on the eaves swayed faintly as the uncle shouted, and then a bald child jumped out of the house, "I know, Dad!"

"Take someone to have some fun, or I'll slap you!"

"I know, I know!" The child muttered, pulling Yu Qingqian and Jian Baining towards the center of the village. "I've been threatening me with people all day long. Is he my biological father?"

However, the children complained, but they were very concerned about playing with others, and introduced the situation in the village with a small mouth.