The No. 1 mixed score king in the whole server [StarCraft]

This was the first time Feng Haozhong faced Lin Jing's dominance, and he was completely dumbfounded. "You—" He looked furious and wanted to resist, but his neck was tightly strangled and he couldn't move.Feng Haozhong was out of breath, struggling with his hands and feet, and Lin Jing dragged him into the yard, facing a row of red cloths hanging on the bamboo poles, his face was so dark that water could drip.

Lin Jing said, "Cut seven strips and tie them to the scarecrow's feet before going up the mountain tomorrow."

Feng Haozhong was irritable: "Who the hell are you! Why should I listen to you!"

Lin Jing thought he was noisy, so he pulled off the note directly, covered Feng Haozhong's mouth, and said what he wanted to say all the time: "I am your father, are you satisfied?"

Feng Haozhong: "Uhhhhhhh-!" He was about to die of anger.

Lin Jing looked at him, withdrew his tough aura a little bit, and said with a good temper and reason: "I said if you are sick, it's fine if you do nothing all day long, why are you targeting me? Did I offend you?"

Feng Haozhong's mouth was covered and he couldn't speak, he stared at him desperately, his eyes were full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Lin Jing: "Speak more about games in the future, okay?"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left indifferently, leaving Feng Haozhong alone in the yard. When Lin Jing entered, the yellow-haired farmer turned around and seemed to be singing, and he was all alone, and applauded happily: "Hahahaha, this Feng Haozhong plays with the mentality of a teammate all day long." , I didn’t expect to find a father for myself in the end! Hahaha relieve my anger!”

Lin Jing didn't feel relieved. He only had points in his eyes and only wanted to win. He said to everyone: "When you go to Lingshan tomorrow, just go forward. Don't take anything you hear or see seriously, and don't look back."

Xiao Xu had always listened to Lin Jing's words, and nodded after a moment of stunned: "Okay."

Xixi's expression paled: "Lin Jing, you have been to Lingshan once, is it scary there?"

fear?Lin Jing paused for a moment, and then said, "It's okay."

His journey up the mountain seemed to be quite peaceful.

The next day the village head called them up very early. It was about five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was still foggy.There is only a little white belly on the horizon, and the shadow of the moon is still hanging on it.

The village head swept away the autism and gloom before today, but he felt a bit of the weird feeling of the first day.

With a big flashlight in his hand, he stared at them with cold eyes: "All the ancestors of the villagers who sleep peacefully on Lingshan Mountain, go up and keep quiet for me, no one is allowed to speak, you know?!"

He carried seven scarecrows down from the second floor.

What Lin Jing saw hanging on the wall that day was just a prototype, and the finished scarecrow became more realistic and weirder.A piece of white cloth was wrapped around the head for the face, the buttons of the clothes were for the eyes, and a bloody mouth was sewed with red thread.The scarecrow was as tall as a man, and he wore a large black shroud.

Seeing this weird appearance, the faces of the two girls and Huang Mao turned pale.

The village chief said: "Recite it well for me, and don't make any damage in the middle."

Lin Jing looked at a scarecrow for a long time, and said, "Okay, but you have to keep your word, village chief. When you reach the top of the mountain, you have to tell us where the legendary cave is."

The village head had a stinky face, impatiently: "You guys do it first, then talk about it."

The big black bull was led out again, but this time it had to carry a heavy load, dragging a very long cart on which seven coffins were placed end to end.The fog was heavy on the mountain, the village head wore a bamboo hat, his old skinny hand held the rein, and led the cow down the mountain.

The wheels rolled on the mountain road, making a rustling sound.In the morning, the village was peaceful, the mountains were quiet, and the fog was thick. The sound came and went, and it really had a sense of ethereal and lonely compassion, with the dampness of the morning dew.

The road is narrow and the vegetation is cold and deep. Lin Jing's "back" actually meant something. He took a rope and tied himself and the scarecrow from the waist to solve the problem.The rest of the people used to bend down, put their hands back, and put their backs on their backs. Seeing Lin Jing doing this, they silently changed to the same position as him.

The scarecrow is very light, and the way down the mountain is also very easy.The village head said that he was not allowed to speak, so Feng Haozhong walked in front alone, and he was rarely as quiet as a chicken.

Sometimes Lin Jing thinks that people like Feng Haozhong are quite amazing. He picks and chooses his amiable teammates, and he obeys orders when he treats NPCs who are not good at first glance.What's wrong.

There were no animals on Lingshan, except for some small insects whispering softly, he didn't see any larger birds and rabbits.

The last time they entered Chailin, it was empty, not even a snake.

Lin Jing thought of this.Suddenly, I was stunned. I thought that there should be fewer animals in this kind of evil mountains and forests, but it seems that the whole area is quiet, and the range is a bit large.

"Oh my God, how long are we going to go here?" Huangmao felt uncomfortable carrying the thing on his back, and cried out in a low voice, "How could there be such a wicked-looking scarecrow."

Lin Jing comforted him: "Hurry up, Hurry up, go to Lingshan soon."

Before arriving at Lingshan, Huang Mao wanted to say something more, but he said, "Brother Lin, I think we are going out of this dungeon soon, after I go out, I will add you as a friend, you must agree. "

Lin Jing: "..." He was still thinking that no one would know anyone after he left. Forget it, Huang Mao was his first ally after his comeback, so it was a bit commemorative: "Okay."

Huang Mao rubbed his nose and sighed: "I don't even understand, I'm so timid, why both times are supernatural horror copies. The last time the real werewolf was killed, I won in sleepless sleep. I met you again this time. I know whether it's good luck or bad luck."

Lin Jing: "It should be luck." He thought, it must be luck.

Huang Mao snorted twice. He was young, and his yellow hair was a bit rebellious as a teenager, but what he said was not rebellious at all: "I don't understand why Feng Haozhong looks down on bastards so much. It’s been a couple of times, it’s really not too fun. Is it not fun to mix, why bother to be C?”

Why bother to mix C.

Lin Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, the key is that he can't mess around?If he messes up, who will take him out?By Feng Haozhong?Even if he was about to be killed by a scarecrow today, he would stay in Lingshan forever.

Lin Jing counted the days with his hands, and Imperial University gave him six months.

The damage to mental power is generally irreparable, and he can only obtain the acquired grade certificate.

The time flow rate inside the Eternal is one to one compared with the outside, but with his current body, he may have to rest for a long time after a round to recover his strength.

A maximum of 25 points will be added for a win, and 25 points will be deducted for a loss. Six months means that he can't lose a single game.

Lin Jing: "..." Damn, it's too difficult.

Huang Mao is still pressing: "I will let go when the score reaches 60, which is just enough for the school's requirements. From now on, I will live broadcast and watch other people play. Playing by myself is too scary."

Lin Jing was a little depressed when he thought of the goal he wanted to achieve. He looked at the road ahead and said, "Don't keep thinking about messing around. Something will happen if you hang around for a long time."

The yellow-haired chick nodded as if pecking rice: "Yeah, I was just joking. Although I want to be a carefree bastard, I can't form a team to participate in this game, otherwise I will definitely Hold on to your thigh."

Lin Jing smiled. "Survivor" doesn't allow teams to match together just to prevent messes, don't you understand?

Huang Mao turned his head to Xu Wanzhi again and said, "Brother Xu, please agree to add me as your friend."

Xu Wanzhi was woken up so early today, and it was another day of sleepless nights, with a cold and tired expression, he casually said "oh".

Huang Mao was elated for a while, and then forced Lai Lai: "We haven't arrived at Lingshan yet, let's have a chat. What are your game IDs called? My name is Baiyiye." When he mentioned this, he got angry: " Originally, I wanted to call it One Thousand and One Nights, but someone took it, so I wanted to change it to One Hundred and One Nights, but it ended up being the same name. I was so angry that I got confused and changed it to One Hundred and One Nights.”

"Damn it, that's the name. My friend said that the first time he saw this name, he thought I was in the sex industry. It's still a cheap sex service. But "Survivor" can't be renamed, it pissed me off !"

Cheap pornography.

Lin Jing laughed until his shoulders were shaking.

The more Huang Mao talked, the more angry he became: "It makes me have to explain my game ID for a long time every time I tell people."

Lin Jing chatted with him casually, "My name is also chosen randomly, Shuangmu Chengjing. I have both Lin Jing and Shuangmu Jing, so I add a success."

"Oh." Huang Mao asked Xu Wanzhi: "Brother Xu, how about you?"

Xu Wanzhi raised his eyes, his eyes were light and tired, and he said casually, "Wait the wind and the moon."

"Damn it!" Huang Mao's eyes widened as if he had discovered a new continent: "Brother Xu, you also have such a name?"

Xu Wanzhi looked at him strangely.

Huang Mao rubbed his nose resentfully: "I just... just feel that your temper doesn't seem to like to follow suit, I'm just a little surprised. Isn't the big guy at the top of the scoreboard called Wan Feng Wan Yue? After the game update It’s always number one, it’s awesome. A lot of people follow suit and change their names to him, changing Wan to Night’s Night, or Wind to Madman’s Crazy.”

"There is a Wanfeng Wanyue next to me. He is my classmate. I don't know what the picture is. No one will believe me if I pretend to be aggressive in the game. The average score of the rounds played by the master must be thousands of points. How can I get a match?"

Xu Wanzhi rubbed his eyes: "Oh."

Huang Mao was afraid that he would be angry and busy, so he flattered him: "My brother Xu must be different, it is definitely a simple hit, and it must not be a follower!"

When Xu Wanzhi didn't sleep well, he didn't care about anything, smiled lightly, nodded his head, and didn't speak any more.

Lin Jing was still immersed in the name of Huang Mao's Baiyiye, and kept laughing.

Talking to this point, a group of people have reached the bottom of the mountain.

As he approached Lingshan, Huangmao felt more and more tired as he walked. He felt that his feet didn't belong to him. He murmured: "Am I too tired? Why do I feel that this scarecrow has become heavier?"