A New Character Every Month

After so long, the memory of the original owner did not appear.

He calmed down, and after a little perception, he discovered the abnormality.

The body he is using now is not someone else's, but his own!

"Am I still in the main world?"

Lin Zian quickly denied this guess: "Impossible, if I'm still in the main world, how can the system allow me to draw characters."

Moreover, the body is also very wrong now.

The biggest reason why he didn't immediately recognize this body that accompanied him for a long time just now is that there is no trace of star power in his body, and even his body is no different from that of an ordinary person.

If it weren't for the extremely consistent degree of coordination between the soul and the body, he might not be able to discover it until a little later.

Furthermore, the old man next to him dressed like an ancient farmer obviously couldn't be possessed by the technologically advanced main world.

Thinking of this, Lin Zi'an decided to draw today's secret item first to gain a little self-protection power, and then think about what kind of world this is.

Thoughts together.

Suddenly, there was a palm-sized object in the empty four-dimensional space bag.

The four-dimensional space bag is not displayed as a pocket like in "Doraemon", but is directly bound to his body without a specific shape.

"Doraemon's Secret Item" has also entered the cooldown, and the end of the cooldown may be the second day after midnight, or it may be this time the next day.

Lin Zian didn't take out the props, and a few lines of text appeared in his mind after a little awareness.

[Item: Translation Konjac]

[Efficacy: No matter what kind of strange languages ​​and characters, no matter whether you have heard of them or not, as long as you eat translation konjac, you can use them to communicate. ]

[Remarks: The only thing to note is that its duration is only fifteen days]

Although Lin Zian had guessed when he saw the appearance of the prop, but when he really learned that the prop had nothing to do with the battle, he still couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

After all, he is an extremely insecure person.

Translation konjac can only be used for translation, and there is a time limit. To him, it is like a chicken help. It is tasteless to eat and it is a pity to discard it.

Just when he couldn't help but want to sigh, he suddenly thought that his current situation didn't look very good. The old man who looked like a farmer next to him was digging a hole and seemed to be about to bury him.

He hurriedly opened his eyes to look, but was surprised to find that the old man not only stopped digging the hole, but also pushed the mound of soil into the hole.

"Fill the hole?"

Lin Zian's face changed: "Why did he fill in the hole? Could it be that he found out that I was awake?"

Looking at the old man who was facing him sideways, he decided not to continue pretending to be dead, sat up with his hands on the ground, and said, "Old man, where is this place?"

In order not to attract attention, he tried to make his language appear ancient.

The old man turned his head to look over, tightened the hat on his head without the slightest surprise, and spoke a series of unknown languages ​​with a smile on his face.

As for languages, Lin Zian is proficient in several languages, more than ten kinds are proficient, and there are more than a hundred languages ​​with a little memory, but none of them is the same as this one.

For the first time, he thought of translating Konjac.

"As expected of Nobita's luck."

Lin Zian complained in his heart, showed a kind smile to the old man, then quickly turned his head, using his body as a cover, took out the translation konjac, and swallowed it like a jujube.

The taste is neither good nor bad, and it's still ok to fill your stomach.

As soon as he swallowed it, he heard the old man's words: "Young master, is he feeling better? It's getting late now, and here is a barren mountain. If you don't mind, you can go to the old man's humble house to stay overnight."

"Thank you old man!"

Lin Zi'an was worried that he didn't know what reason to communicate with the old man, and now that he was unfamiliar with the place, and he didn't have the power to protect himself, he naturally wouldn't choose to refuse.

"Sir, please come with me."

The old man nodded, picked up the hoe, turned around and left.

Lin Zian got up immediately, but felt that his body was cold, and when he lowered his head, he saw a huge leaf slipping off.

And his whole body is like a newborn baby, with nothing to cover his body.

He immediately grabbed the huge leaf and wrapped it around his waist nimbly. When he looked up and saw that the old man hadn't noticed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was so embarrassed that he could only cover himself with a leaf, it was better than stalking a bird.

Lin Zian found a branch and stuck it on the leaves to fix it, then quickly followed the old man, landed a few meters behind him, and took a closer look.

Although the old man was dressed plainly, his appearance and movements were no different from ordinary farmers.

But from the behavior of the old man digging the pit, it can be seen that he might have died for a long time in the middle, but after he came back to life, the old man not only did not have normal emotions such as surprise and fear, but immediately thought about filling the pit.

Later, he even invited himself, a person of unknown origin, to stay at home temporarily.

Not to mention ordinary people, even rich families, or princes and nobles, would never be so calm when encountering such a thing.

Soon, Lin Zian followed the old man to a bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest at dusk reflects a faint red light.

"Son."

The old man suddenly turned around and said: "The bamboo forest here is extremely dense, I'm afraid it's easy to get lost, so please follow me closely."

Although Lin Zian felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, from the fact that he was willing to dig a hole for an unknown corpse, he could tell that he should be a good person, and his words were just out of good intentions, so he immediately nodded and responded, "Don't worry, old man."

Speaking of this, he thought that he hadn't asked the old man's name yet, so he hurriedly asked, "I'm Xia Lin Zian, may I know the old man's name?"

"Old man is nothing more than a simple person, the young master can just tell me to smile."

The old man pushed aside a piece of emerald green bamboo and walked into the bamboo forest.

Lin Zian followed closely behind, and said, "That's no good, you saved my life, why don't I call you Uncle Feng?"

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, he took it as the other's acquiescence. Although there were still many questions in his heart that he wanted to ask, he thought that he had already asked many questions on the road just now, and it was getting late at this time, so he prepared to ask questions as appropriate when he arrived at the residence.

But as soon as he took dozens of steps, he realized something was wrong.

"Uncle Feng?"

Lin Zian looked around, but saw no one.

Just after a moment of daze, Feng Yixiao's figure was lost.

But although the bamboo forest in front of him was a bit dense and lush, how could it be possible for him to disappear from his sight when he couldn't even walk ten meters at Feng Yixiao's speed for that moment of trance?

Whoa!

The breeze is coming.

The bamboo in the forest swayed in the wind, and the bamboo leaves made a sparse sound.

The slightly refreshing cold wind made Lin Zian, who was wearing only one leaf, feel "sour".

In just ten or so seconds, the originally bright bamboo forest became dim, and he could only see things within five steps around him, and the cold and dark area was farther away.

"What world is this?"

Although he didn't know what was going on in front of him, Lin Zian subconsciously lowered his breath and took a quick breath.

He sensed danger from the darkness.

Although his body became an ordinary person and his star power disappeared, the sense of crisis that he had cultivated over the years did not disappear, but became more acute.

Lin Zian scanned the darkness with cold eyes, while searching for a thicker bamboo beside him, which could be used for him to climb without breaking.

No way, in terms of physical strength alone, he is now only weaker than ordinary people, and the only secret item is an auxiliary one, which is of no help in battle.

The four-dimensional pocket didn't have time to hold anything, otherwise it could be used to hit people.

After much deliberation, only climbing bamboo is the safest.

The surrounding darkness became deeper and deeper, and pairs of blood-red eyes emerged from it.

The blood color sometimes disappears and sometimes lights up, as if blinking.

Lin Zian only felt a faint tingling sensation on his skin, immediately tensed his muscles, bent his knees slightly, and was ready to jump onto the bamboo next to him.

"Woo~"

Howling ghosts and howling wolves.

The monster hidden in the darkness rushed towards him, and the rich blood quickly spread, accompanied by a stench.

Lin Zian's eyes were fixed, and when he was about to jump up, the darkness disappeared instantly.

The bamboo forest in front of him is just like when he just came in, under the reflection of the setting sun, it presents a different kind of beauty, as if it was just his illusion just now.

"Young master, this way."

Not far away came the sound of Feng Yixiao.

As soon as Lin Zian raised his head, he saw Feng Yixiao waving his hands towards him, his expression was still as gentle as before, and there was nothing unusual about it.

After being silent for half a second, he walked over quickly with a smile on his face.

Regardless of whether the scene just now was a hallucination or something, caused by some weird creature, or the seemingly harmless old man in front of him, he had no choice.

Between being alone and smiling with the wind, Lin Zian chose the latter.

Compared with the dangerous scene just now, at least Feng Yixiao hadn't shown any malice towards him, even if Feng Yixiao hadn't appeared in time just now, he might be in danger now.

Chapter 340 New Props

"My lord, don't lose me anymore. It's so dark now, it would be bad if you stepped on some kind of trap."

Feng Yixiao saw Lin Zian approaching, smiled slightly, turned around and walked deep into the bamboo forest again.

"trap?"

Lin Zian quickly followed, four or five steps behind the last time, this time within two steps.

Before you have the ability to protect yourself, it's better to be safe.

Feng Yi smiled and explained without looking back: "There are many ferocious beasts around here, so hunters like to place traps here."