Master Swindler

The old woman came and went silently. Of course, it is also possible that they were too focused on the cat corpse and the dead baby, so they didn't notice anyone approaching for a while.

In short, the sudden appearance of the other party really shocked the other two players.

The old woman was stooped, but she didn't have a cane. Lu Qingjia noticed the footprints behind her, but they were plain, powerful, and clear.

So he smiled: "Grandma, what's going on?"

He pointed to the dead baby on the tree: "I've heard that a dead cat is unlucky and cannot be buried. Why is this baby hanging here?"

The old woman seemed to be very new to the three of them. When Lu Qingjia asked her something, she looked at the three of them greedily, and finally her eyes fell on Lu Qingjia.

Hey smiled: "After all, she is a girl, and it is a merit to be able to appease the mountain god."

He said to the three of them again: "But when you come back, you don't have to do this crime."

Lu Qingjia just laughed, glanced at the baby who was tied to the dead cat, and said, "But if I were a mountain god, I wouldn't be happy if I was offered this way."

The old woman's face changed when she heard the words: "Shut up, it's a sin. Children are ignorant, offend the mountain god, don't blame it, don't blame it."

The other party rubbed their hands and bowed around, as if they were afraid of being affected by Lu Qingjia's wild words just now.

Lu Qingjia was also perverted. Instead of shutting up, she stepped on the tree and untied the rope that hung the cat corpse and the dead baby.

"You, what are you doing?" The old woman hurriedly tried to stop her, but was stopped by extreme players and infinite players.

Lu Qingjia dug a hole on the ground in twos and twos, and buried the cat and the dead baby hastily.

Said: "Grandma, listen to me, feudal superstition is not important, not to mention whether it is scary or not. This breeds bacteria and the corpse poison that flows down. Anyone who walks through this place with bare feet will have their feet rotten."

Grandma was extremely anxious: "You little bastards, your father and grandparents are all beasts who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and small ones are not good things."

"Dig it out and hang it back, otherwise no one will be able to save you later, Mountain God—"

Lu Qingjia didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and said, "Mountain God?"

He said something, and said in the direction of the village: "We came back because we wanted to discuss something with it."

"I don't know if grandma is free to lead the way?"

Speaking of this, the old woman's mood changed, as if the anxiety just now no longer existed, and she began to look at Lu Qingjia and the others with that rare, tribute-like eyes.

"Come on, come on, come on." While leading the way, he hummed a little tune that looked weird in the setting sun.

From time to time, there is a sentence "Come back, don't go", which is not like a song, but like a song sung at a funeral.

This village is not small, at least according to Lu Qingjia, there are at least two hundred families.

The houses of every household are relatively densely built, although according to Lu's father, the village has been completely isolated from the outside world in order to prevent the escape incidents of young people like those in the past.

Only a few who firmly believe in mountain gods will be allowed to go out to study and then return to the village to become teachers.

According to the imagination of the players, this place should be a poor and backward place still stuck in the last century.

But unexpectedly, the houses in the village are neat and solid, with uniform white walls and gray tiles, and cement roads leading to every household. They look good.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and most of the people who went out to work were returning home with farm tools.

This village clearly sacrificed its population every three years, but the villagers showed no signs of depression or despair.

Most of the people passing by looked calm and relaxed, but when they saw Lu Qingjia and the other three who were obviously dressed out of place, their expressions changed, and they looked at them with eyes full of various emotions.

This kind of gaze is very uncomfortable, especially when there are many people looking at it at the same time.

Fortunately, the three players are experienced in many battles, so I don't care about this.

Lu Qingjia even smiled at a few young girls who came back from gathering pigweed.

The men in the village turned their faces to the loess and their backs to the sky, all of them were rough, black and yellow. The girls who were used to seeing this suddenly saw a man like Lu Qingjia who seemed to be a different species.

Fair and clean, decent and elegant, their appearance is even more dazzling than the stars in the books they occasionally glance at.

Immediately, she blushed, lowered her head and did not dare to look at him, and her steps became hurried.

The old woman was very dissatisfied and snorted coldly, but she didn't say anything.

However, no one knew who quickly spread the news of their return. By the time the old woman led them to a stop, a large number of villagers had already gathered around the three of them.

Quite a few of them were still carrying their rice bowls and chopsticks, apparently coming out to watch the fun while having dinner.

He didn't shy away from looking at them, and even blatantly pointed fingers at Lu Qingjia and the other three.

The old woman knocked on the door, and the solid wooden door opened from the inside, and an old man with a pipe came out.

She didn't even need to tell the old woman, she said to Lu Qingjia and the others: "Are you back? Come in first."

Lu Qingjia said: "You don't seem to be surprised that we will come."

The other party smiled: "What's so strange? You will always come back."

As he spoke, he even took a deep look at Lu Qingjia, and said with a distorted smile, "There's nothing you can do if you don't come back."

These words aroused the vigilance of extreme players and infinite players. They took a look at Lu Qingjia, and had some guesses in their hearts about the old man's only mention of Lu Qingjia.

This also explained why Lu Qingjia was the first to know the mission and difficulty style of the dungeon. Depending on the situation, the other party might have already experienced it before them.

However, the two of them didn't know that Lu Qingjia's analysis revealed that the curse could be transferred, so their sympathy for Lu Qingjia was greater than their suspicion for the time being.

The old man glanced at the black cat in Lu Qingjia's arms and spat unluckily, but he moved away and let the three of them in.

This is the ancestral hall in the village, the layout is fairly simple, an ordinary two-entry courtyard.

But the old woman and other villagers did not follow in.

The old man led them into the enshrinement room, pointed to the three futons on the ground: "Kneel down."

The three of them ignored him, but instead began to look at the whole room.

In addition to the ancestral tablets displayed in order, the top one is a stone covered with a red cloth.

Lu Qingjia pointed to the stone and said, "Is this the mountain god?"

Seeing that the three of them were being rude, the old man didn't even get angry, he just said: "Yes and no."

He sighed and shook his head as he said, "You youngsters who grew up outside just don't have the rules."

After speaking, he looked at Lu Qingjia carefully, and asked, "How many people are there in your family?"

Knowing that he was asking someone from his own generation, Lu Qingjia replied, "Two, and an older brother."

The old man smiled strangely: "I said that my son looked familiar, so it was your brother who came at that time."

After speaking, he shook his head: "It's a pity, it's a pity."

Perhaps it is because this world is the place where the old uncle was buried, so Lu Qingjia's performance in this dungeon is very different from the usual style in many details.

The other two players didn't know each other or didn't feel it, but Zhong Liyu had the most experience.

The most obvious thing is that he has become impatient with many things.

After listening to the old man's words, although he still had a smile on his face, Zhong Liyu could feel that Lu Qingjia's heart was sharp and aggressive at the moment.

If his uncle hadn't been involved, the ancestral hall would have been smashed to pieces with a cannon.

At this time, he suppressed his emotions and asked: "Where is the place of sacrifice? It shouldn't be here, right?"

"Haha, what's the hurry?" The old man said, "Stay a few more days, I'll let you see."

Hearing this, Lu Qingjia was really not in a hurry. He went through a cutscene in the ancestral hall and found that the harvest was limited, so he followed the old man out.

At this time, the villagers hadn't dispersed yet, but there were more people watching the excitement, and the children also pointed at the three of them.

Lu Qingjia asked the old man, "Where shall we live next?"

As soon as these words came out, a person came out from the crowd. He looked about 50 or [-] years old, but his actual age should be younger.

He was considered burly among the men in this village, and he gave Lu Qingjia and the three of them a cold look and said, "Come with me."

Obviously, for those who came back from outside, they had already made arrangements.

The man took the three of them to an empty house near the back mountain. There was obviously no trace of living here, but it was cleaned unexpectedly very clean.

However, judging from the degree of damage to the walls and furniture, it should have been cleaned in the past two days.

Obviously it was expected that someone would come to clean it out, rather than take care of it for a long time.

There are several rooms in the house, each room is covered with beds, enough for the three of them to live in.

The man pointed to the kitchen again: "There are rice, noodles, and rapeseed. If you want to eat, you can make your own food. If you have something to do, come out and call 'Old West', and I will come."

It's true that communication basically depends on roaring.

After the man left, Lu Qingjia took out his mobile phone, but as expected, there was no signal.

However, he and Infinity players don't have to worry about this. Infinite City is full of cross-age technological products.

There is a prop the size of a dust plug, which is a powerful signal receiver when plugged into a mobile phone.

Not to mention the villages that are isolated from the outside by dozens of kilometers, even the signals thousands of miles away can be forcibly captured, and the isolation in the ordinary physical sense is of little use. ,

Unless it is locked in a room made of specific metal with a thickness of more than one meter.

Lu Qingjia threw a receiver to the extreme player, and the two players looked at Lu Qingjia rather strangely.

Quite a frightening element.

You should know that the props in other games can only be obtained by participating in the exchange student dungeon. Now that Lu Qingjia can easily take them out, it means that he has probably participated in the exchange student dungeon of the infinite game.

However, he appeared here again. It stands to reason that most players can only participate once, so the current situation is a bit embarrassing

However, compared to this possibility, the two are more willing to use the reason that the other party knows players who have participated in the infinite copy and get items from the other party to convince themselves.

But seeing him handing out the props without changing his face, this reason is no longer tenable.

When the two players looked confused, Lu Qingjia took out some food from the space.

At this time, he was too lazy to cook, and he was hungry after driving for several hours and traveling through mountains and rivers.

In order to cope with the lack of resources, with the amount of space that Lu Qingjia now has, he has already made full preparations, and the rations on his body are even enough for him to survive for a long time without food.

He took out a box lunch that was still steaming, and ate it with the cat.

Seeing this, the two players also took out food, but the food of extreme players is interesting.

Lu Qingjia glanced at the weird dishes in the other party's lunch box, purple tomatoes, red blueberries, blue apples with blue flesh, and colorful fish fillet sashimi.

The extreme player noticed the eyes of the two and smiled: "People have mutated, how can plants and animals be spared?"

"But these things you can't eat are highly poisonous."

Lu Qingjia asked, "Are you a poisonous man?"

The other party nodded: "As soon as this dungeon came in, I became like this. I'm not used to it. Fortunately, I can change back to the original state. Otherwise, I would be a little flustered without the poison to rely on."

Poison skin men are dangerous existences in the three major games. They are full of poison, and the breath they exhale is even poisonous gas. It will not be long before they will be poisoned and die.

Therefore, Extreme Space has developed a kind of equipment for poison skin people, which is as thin as a cicada's wing and can filter the toxicity emitted by their breathing and sweating.

Of course, this equipment can also be removed in an instant. After all, the poisonous skin man is always at a disadvantage in the early stage, relying on this innate advantage.

During the meal, the three exchanged some information about their respective games, as well as their opinions on this dungeon.

After a while, they divided the rooms and went back to their rooms to rest.

Lu Qingjia lay on the bed staring at the mosquito net above his head in a daze. The black cat stepped on his chest and swept Lu Qingjia's neck with its tail.

He grabbed the tail and stroked his tail with one hand along the fur.

Lu Qingjia herself was unconscious, but this action made Zhong Liyu fantasize.

I only hate that I am not a human body now.

If Lu Qingjia knew what this guy was thinking, he would have squeezed his cat's tail and slammed him against the wall.

Thinking about something in his heart, Lu Qingjia fell asleep in a daze.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly opened his eyes and realized that something was wrong around him.

The black cat woke up a long time ago, but because of the original agreement, it didn't dare to remind and help him. It just stood beside his pillow and looked at him anxiously.

After Lu Qingjia woke up, he was relieved.

Lu Qingjia realized something was wrong without even getting up.

The whole house is too cold.

It felt like it was dozens of degrees below zero. It was summer, and Lu Qingjia only wore a thin pajamas when she slept. At this temperature, even players would be uncomfortable.

But soon he discovered why, because the white mosquito net around him had been covered with a thick layer of ice at some point.

And Lu Qingjia could feel that the ice was made with his ability, and it was still at full speed.

In other words, the coldness that can be achieved now is the limit of Lu Qingjia's frost ability.

He hurriedly wanted to withdraw his ability, but found that there was no response.

With a "click", the ice above it shattered, and the thick lump of ice was about to fall down.

Lu Qingjia rolled to the side. Unexpectedly, that was just a cover, and a few ice picks rushed towards him from another direction at an extremely fast speed.

It stands to reason that with the strength of Lu Qingjia's body, the resistance ability blessed by the blood of the gods, and the abnormal recovery ability, there is no need to dodge a few ice picks without enough acceleration at such a short distance.

But Lu Qingjia instinctively couldn't resist.

Then a big hole appeared under his body, the arbitrary door was activated, and he and the cat slipped out of the bed and appeared under the bed.

At the same time, the Holy Light ability was activated on his body. Although no one is in front of him to use this ability, it is suitable to be used as a light bulb.

Then Lu Qingjia saw a strangely shaped charm under the bed. ,

He tore the thing off and rolled out from under the bed.

At this time, the ground was also quickly covered with frost, and a large beach of silt immediately appeared under Lu Qingjia's body to prevent himself from being frozen and stuck to the ground.

However, the tyranny of the frost quickly made the mud stiff and inflexible.

This is even stronger than when he manipulated his ability. Although he lacks a little flexibility, it is undoubtedly very tricky.

Lu Qingjia had no choice but to open any door again. This time someone else appeared in the yard and left the house, but Bingshuang did not chase him out again.

The other two players came out of the room quickly when they heard the movement, and asked Lu Qingjia, "What's wrong?"

Lu Qingjia raised his chin towards the room, and the two of them looked over, feeling a huge chill through the door.

"This, isn't it a curse?"

Lu Qingjia said: "Of course, just relying on chain accidents, unless you don't count losses or the lives of outsiders, it's very difficult to kill players."

But it is impossible to disregard losses and disregard NPC lives. This is not only a game dungeon, but also a living world. This is just an intermediate field, and it is a well-ordered, peaceful and stable world. disrupt order.

The player's abilities are all kinds of strange, not to mention anything else, just Lu Qingjia's defensive bubble, if it's just the routine of the god of death, relying on the physical attack brought by accidents in reality, honestly, it can't hurt Lu Qingjia at all.

His big deal is to wear defensive bubbles on his body anytime and anywhere throughout the dungeon, so that the game will not be as tricky as he thought.

The same is true for other players, no matter what, there will always be a way to protect themselves.

But stronger than the old uncle back then, he even has the ability to control the time of items, which is not enough to save his life.

Of course, the main reason was mistrusting others, but obviously, since this game allowed the fraudster who was an exchange student to seek asylum at that time, it must be known that he was able to become an exchange student, which already showed his strength.

In this way, it must be obvious that there is a bigger murderous intention hidden in addition to the accident that follows like a shadow.

It's just that Lu Qingjia never thought that it would be a rebellion of her own ability.

When the two players learned that the ability to riot was Lu Qingjia's own, their scalps went numb with shock.

If that's the case, this dungeon is really terrible.

It is almost impossible to defend against. Imagine that when an accident comes, you subconsciously use your ability to resist, but at this time the ability fails or even attacks you in reverse. If there is no more effective emergency plan and strong enough response ability, then the car rollover is almost inevitable. thing.

Besides, no one can say for sure, the ability rebellion only targets one ability.

After a long time, the traces of frost faded, Lu Qingjia raised his hand and waved to the ground, a patch of frost appeared.

He said, "I'm back."

This discovery didn't make them very happy. After all, it meant that other abilities might rebel at any time without warning.

Lu Qingjia continued to go back to the room to sleep, looked at the charm torn from the bottom of the bed, and put it away when she couldn't figure it out.

Early the next morning, I was woken up by the rooster crowing from all over the village.

After getting up and having a simple breakfast, Lu Qingjia discussed with the two players and assigned tasks, and went out alone.

When he came to the river, several young girls were washing clothes here.

Seeing Lu Qingjia coming, they secretly looked at him a little shyly, gathered together from time to time to mutter a few words, and let out a burst of melodious laughter.

Someone who was more courageous asked Lu Qingjia directly, "Are you selected this year?"

Lu Qingjia did not expect that in this village, the caliber of the young people was different from that of the elders.

But it's not surprising. Looking at the villagers who watched the excitement before, adults over a certain age kept secrets, but teenagers and children didn't have any malice towards outsiders like them.

On the contrary, it is more curious and fresh.

So Lu Qingjia nodded when he heard the other party's question.

Then he said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have never been back since I was born. This time I knew I was going to come, but I was always a little apprehensive. I was afraid that the villagers would not like me."

The bold girl started, and the others were not shy.

Surrounded him and laughed: "Where is it, you are so handsome, I like it."

He asked him again: "Do you still keep black cats? The adults say that black cats are unlucky, and whoever raises them will suffer a terrible death. Did you choose because of its troubles?"

Lu Qingjia didn't answer this question, but took out a box as if by magic.

Smiling to the girls, "My mother told me to bring something back, it's not rude, so I prepared something for you."

Open the box, inside are some popular jewelry on the market, such as hairpins, bracelets, small combs, earrings and the like.

It wasn't that Lu Qingjia brought this before he left yesterday, but he bought it on purpose when he went back to the city through any door just now.

Although the mountain village is not considered poor, it is closed and conservative. Even if you go out to the town to go to the market occasionally, where can you see such exquisitely crafted and unique sparkling objects in ordinary remote towns?

Girls love to be pretty, and they can't take their eyes off these little gifts.

A girl whispered: "It is not allowed to take outside things in the village."

Lu Qingjia smiled, and took a hairpin to gesture on her head: "You have long and beautiful hair, this suits you very well."

He said again: "It's just some gadgets, if it's inconvenient to wear it for a while, it's not in vain to keep it for a look."

The more courageous girl gritted her teeth, and took out a small comb from the box: "I, I want this."

Once it started, others followed suit.

With short hands, and Lu Qingjia's good-looking and sweet mouth, how can a few girls who have never been out of the village be able to stand up?

Lu Qingjia casually chattered, and what they should say or not should be said in gossip.

Zhong Liyu nestled in Lu Qingjia's arms, feeling very dissatisfied.

This is because he is still there. If he is not around, maybe Lu Qingjia will coax women.

So the black cat in his arms was about to make a fuss, but while chatting with a few girls, Lu Qingjia stroked the black cat's belly with one hand.

Touching it down slowly in a rather provocative way, it is completely different from the usual cat stroking.

Zhong Liyu's whole cat froze, feeling the hand rummaging through his cat's fur for something.

Then I found a small bump, circled it with my index finger, and even pushed it away with my thumb.

Although Zhong Liyu is a cat now, his physical sense is no different from that of a human.

Although the physiological structure of a cat is different from that of a human, there are many things that should be sensitive and stimulating. After all, he is only deformed now, not all species have changed.

I have been a vegetarian for several years, how can I stand up to this kind of provocation.

Zhong Liyu's whole cat was stiff, and then he collapsed into a paralyzed water in Lu Qingjia's arms, his heart was rising, and he was already thinking about how to have sex when he left.

After so long, his skills should not be rusty, right?

No, Jiajia is so proficient, and his experience is also engraved in his body memory.

Lu Qingjia glanced at the cat in his hand, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

It looks so cute with one hand.

Sexual harassment of cats does not hinder Lu Qingjia's routine, but it is a pity that the girls don't know much about it, and it has been processed.

But from the side, Lu Qingjia also extracted a lot of what he wanted to know.

But the words of one of the girls made Lu Qingjia's face suddenly change.

The other party asked: "Are you going to worship and get married in front of the mountain god when you come back this time?"

"Huh? What does this mean?" At this time, Lu Qingjia looked quite calm, unaware of the problem.

The girl said: "My father heard from the grandfather last night that you are Brother Ji's younger brother. Don't you know?"

"Brother Ji came back and married someone."

The smile on Lu Qingjia's face disappeared at some point, and he asked, "Why? Did you come back from outside to marry someone from the village?"

The girl shook her head: "No, Brother Ji brought him back. It's a man, huh? But what's his name? Why can't I remember?"

Another girl said: "Brother Ji was scolded a lot at that time, but he still paid homage to someone."

A smile appeared on Lu Qingjia's face again, and the girls didn't notice it, but Zhong Liyu didn't dare to waver at the moment, and shrank his neck from Lu Qingjia's killing intent.

Lu Qingjia murmured in a low voice: "So they are all married? Naturally, we can't make people live forever."