I Became an Anonymous Boss

He couldn't tell whether it was sweat, dew, or saliva flowing from the tear ducts.

He's tired, exhausted.

Ever since I crossed the fork and walked onto the avenue, I have been frightened for an hour.

It can be called a step-by-step difficulty.

No save points, no campfires, no keystones...

The excitement of opening up wasteland with one life also comes from this. There is only one life, and when you die, you die.

The experience of just an hour was too exciting, so that he had to carefully wait and see every step forward.

Not just dead souls, but also many strange creatures that have mutated.

Many of them are undead whose bodies have been occupied by ghosts, leaving only the instinct of attack and desire to devour.

Sometimes these monsters hide in invisible places, and one or two ghosts float over your head to confuse you. When you get close, the other party will jump out and give you a pleasant surprise.

His Taoist robe was torn, and if he hadn't prepared the Vajra Talisman in advance, he might have been bitten a few times.

Qi practitioners are not as thick as warriors, and if they are bitten a few times, once they are injured and bleed, their combat effectiveness will be damaged in a short period of time.

If he continued to fight like this, he would drool hard.

But anyway...it's over.

Zheng Shenxu wiped it with his sleeve, the moonlight passed through the white mist, and he vaguely saw a building emerging in front of him.

"Mountain Temple..."

"If there really was a mountain god, it wouldn't make Huju Mountain a den of evil spirits."

Zheng Shenxu walked into the dusty mountain temple and looked at the altar, it was really empty.

He sighed, without the mountain god here, the mountain temple is not absolutely safe, so it can only be used as a resting place for the time being.

He sat down on the steps, took a breath, and cursed inwardly.

The difficulty of this level of task is not determined by Tsing Yi at all. It is not me who came here. I guess it has failed. How did the reviewer do it?

Which sand sculpture assigned the task?

Oh, it seems that I insisted on picking it up myself, so it's okay.

Zheng Shenxu reflected on himself. Recently, he was a little drifting. When he saw a difficult task, he wanted to try it.

Now that I think about it, bullying ordinary wild monsters is also pretty good.

In the dark and windy lonely Huju mountain this month, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Zheng Shenxu suddenly felt a little homesick.

The wind in this mountain blows wantonly and desperately, teasing Liren's tears for no reason.

He wiped the drool from the corner of his eyes again.

He didn't cry, really.

It was only because of the dull pain from being hit on the bridge of the nose, and the hot wind that made his eyes a little hot, that he couldn't hold back the drooling.

However, Zheng Shenxu is a strong child who doesn't need to be hugged and comforted.

He quickly sorted out the items in his hand, polished the rune sword on the blue brick, and the durability value increased; then he confirmed that there were about two-thirds of the spells in his hand, which should be enough. To be sure, there was one and only one I prepared the Baili Shenxing Talisman in advance, and finally took out the wine pot I prepared, and drank a sip of Qingdan wine to strengthen myself.

Fully prepared, he walked out of the mountain temple and continued to visit the interior.

He had come to kill eighty if not a hundred evil spirits along the way, but the yin energy in Huju Mountain hadn't weakened in the slightest.

Zheng Shen knew in his heart that most of the corpses of wandering souls he encountered during this journey were ordinary walking corpses that had just been transformed into recently, and many of them were still fresh.

Although it's not possible to use spells while it's hot to find out something, it can be seen that none of the people who died here were Qi practitioners.

So where did the Qi trainers who came earlier die?

Only at a deeper level.

The next step is the depths of the tiger's den in Huju Mountain.

Ordinary people can't get here at all, can't continue to go deep, they are powerless and beyond their reach.

But he is different, as a qi trainer of Si Tianjian, he wants to kill demons and demons in the name of eliminating harm, and as a dragon possessing school, he must have this kind of awareness.

Go ahead to dangers.

What about Longtan and Tiger's Den?Today I have to go to the bottom!Give you one step to clear the stomach!

"let's go!"

……

"It's not right, it's very wrong."

Shirataki followed the road all the way up.

Intuition told him that this place should be a place where many yins gather.

You must know that the improvement of magic energy is very slow through hard work, and it is necessary to fight wild monsters to absorb and transform magic energy to speed up the refining efficiency, so he has almost relied on wild monsters to improve his level.

In a place full of yin and evil spirits, others can't avoid it, but he flocks to it.

Even if you live in an inn, you will find a remote place to live, and if you choose a house, you will also find a haunted house. Cheapness is one of them.

After all, who can say no to prostitution?

It's a pity that the different world is not an animation, and there is no Yu Niijima, Gen Urobuchi, and Milli Okada to construct the script; it is not a game, there is no way to refresh the map, and there are infinite mobs to kill, and every wild mob is rare Nonrenewable resources.

Every time Shirataki looks for a leveling place, he has to hope that Jiemen will find some good tasks, so that he can practice leveling by the way.

I first settled in Jinling, and there are about five resident dungeon leveling places nearby.

There are battlefields from a hundred years ago, bloody hillsides, and living sacrifice lairs...

Then, he spent three months clearing all these dungeons, sweeping them in a carpet-like manner, killing no monsters left, draining all the essence of the dungeons, not a drop left, and going directly from the fifth turn Promoted to the seventh turn.

After that, it was quite a period of time, and I had to go in and out of the gate repeatedly.

The quality of the missions spawned in this way is uneven, some are too weak, giving pitifully little experience points;

Shirataki obviously couldn't stand the speed of leveling up when he went out to practice, so he decided to find an opportunity to level up, and the ghost killed by Tianxiang Pavilion directly allowed him to level up, which was a surprise.

And how rare and precious is a good leveling place.

When he learned from the old county magistrate that there was a leveling point here, although there was no fluctuation on the surface, he was already ecstatic and started punching in his heart.

My fists are already thirsty.

Let's hunt down those evil spirits caught in the darkness!

With such thoughts in mind, Mr. Bai chose to leave quietly at night and go up the mountain alone to level up, because he was afraid of being robbed of experience points.

but……

Why not?Why are there no wild monsters?

Shirataki fell into deep doubts. The dark energy around the mountain path was constantly lingering, and there were still many pieces of clothing left, and even stale blood. It was obviously such an eerie environment, and suddenly a few King Dancers were picked out from the ground. Zombies are not strange, but the road is very quiet, as safe as if you are in a house of horrors.

Scary?It's scary!

But it's just scary, and those who are brave just pass by with their eyes closed.

Horror scenes without murderers, man-eating monsters, and ghostly creatures are soulless!

Shirataki thought to himself that my fists are hardened, what's wrong?What's wrong? ?What's wrong? ? !

That is my food for thought, who moved my leeks, who moved my experience points?

Bai Taki lost his composure, and said angrily, "I don't believe we can't find leeks yet!"

He speeded up and galloped away.

Shirataki didn't notice it, or rather, he didn't look back.

Not far behind, Bai Jun'er was sitting on the back of the giant silver wolf, and the white ape was also galloping nimbly over the bushes.

"It's really strange." The white ape whispered: "There should be countless evil spirits wandering around here, why didn't they come out today?"

"Hibernate?" Agou was slapped on the head after he finished speaking.

The white ape withdrew his cane: "Ghosts and monsters have no sanity, even if they are born with sanity, they are extremely dangerous."

Bai Jun'er asked: "Why are there evil spirits? After Dad left, didn't Huju Mountain be managed by you?"

"We are not mountain gods, so we can't control these things." The white ape whispered: "We have no power."

Bai Jun'er said in a low voice, "Is there any danger?"

"Don't worry, as long as you don't walk past the mountain temple, you'll be fine." After Bai Yuan finished speaking, he watched Bai Taki whizzing past the entrance of the mountain temple.

"Damn it..." Silver Wolf slammed down the brakes with all four feet: "This kid is crazy, is he really hesitant? Why are leeks so delicious?"

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Although the righteous god of Huju Mountain has been gone for many years, the remaining spirit of tiger can still definitely keep away evil spirits.

This is a dividing line and a barrier.

Generally speaking, seeing the scenery of the mountain tower surrounded by heavy fog, and then seeing a mountain temple nearby, you should know it in your heart.

Hmm... If you go any further, you might really die.

Even if the ashes of the undead pass by, they should light the bonfire and save a file, right?

But Bai Taki simply passed through the house without entering, just swished past without looking back.

No one expected that some people would pass by the save point of the mountain temple and would not go in to take a look.

The silver wolf pushed the brakes forward with all four limbs, and stopped in front of the mountain temple, with a dazed expression on its face. It is a carnivore, which is very difficult to understand.

"What kind of leeks are so delicious that he doesn't hesitate to come here late at night?"

Bai Yuan held on to the crutch, he didn't care if the leeks were good or not.

"The next road, you can't go in." Bai Yuan said earnestly: "It's too dangerous."

"Uncle!"

"It's useless to call me grandpa!" Bai Yuan said in a serious tone, "Don't go in. If he knows what's in his heart, he will get out by himself. If he can't get out, he will die in it just like those Qi practitioners before. .”