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

Xu Wanzhi looked down at him, his eyes were as black as glass beads soaked in water, cold and sharp.

Huang Mao's expression on the side was no less than heaven and earth: "Brother Lin, isn't it!"

Lin Jing has been tricky since he was a child, and he is very good at dealing with people and smiling: "Don't worry, I don't snore, grind my teeth, sleepwalk, or bluff in the middle of the night. I don't have any bad habits."

The yellow-haired man stared wide-eyed and his face was ashen, weeping.

Now he can only pin his hopes on the big brother. Brother Xu ignored everyone along the way, and he didn't seem to like people approaching him, so he would definitely refuse.

Say no, say no, say no.

It's just that Xu Wanzhi looked at Lin Jing for a while, then looked away, and said with no emotion, "Okay."

"......!!!"

His yellow hair split open, and he struggled to make the last request, crying loudly: "Brother Lin! Father Lin, Grandpa Lin, don't abandon me! I won't disturb your sleep with bluffing anymore!"

"My dear grandson, don't cry, good night."

Lin Jing pushed Huang Mao into the room and locked him behind the sound of Huang Mao crying, then turned around and followed Xu Wanzhi away.

Xu Wanzhi's room is the one closest to the stairs, and the door is the landing.

Lin Jing glanced thoughtfully at the entrance of the stairs. The light was dim, and the stairs zigzag into the darkness, like an open abyss.

The second floor, which is strictly forbidden, seems to have a lot of secrets.

He said that if you play the floor, you can just play the floor, and you don't take advantage of it, it's just when you go up to roll the quilt.

Xu Wanzhi said, "Forget it, don't bother, let's go together."

Lin Jing was taken aback.

Xu Wanzhi's tone was sleepy and casual, as if he was still not in good spirits, a tear mole at the corner of his eye faded the indifference and alienation during the day, he closed his eyes and fell asleep after speaking.

Lin Jing couldn't ask for it, who would want to sleep on the hard floor, and immediately smiled: "Okay, thank you Brother Xu."

As for the fact that Xu Wanzhi took him in, he was still willing to call him brother.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but Xu Wanzhi treats him a little special?There is a high probability that they have known each other before?But I can't talk about what is special, at least the attitude is quite normal.

see once?

Lin Jing didn't intend to ask, because he was too sleepy.

When they got up the next day, the village chief was fiddling with his pile of things in the yard.Dry red cloth, bundles of straw, and some firewood.

Breakfast was a few hard steamed buns, and a group of people just gnawed on the steamed buns and stood in the yard watching the village chief do things.

Huangmao had two dark circles under his eyes, hadn't slept all night, and had no appetite.Lin Jing saw him like this, and while he was eating, he took the steamed bun from Huang Mao's hand.

Huang Mao finally realized that this was a supernatural copy, and he asked wearily, "Then what are we going to do now?"

Lin Jing said, "One step is one step."

Brother Sunglasses is called Feng Haozhong, the fat guy is called Liu Cheng, and the two girls are named Xixi with long hair and Xiaoxu with short hair.After sleeping all night, everyone also more or less recognized the form.

Both Xiaoxu and Feng Haozhong tried to chat with the village chief, but the village chief had a bad temper, like a stone in a latrine.They were scolded and rolled away without saying a word, and they came back in despair.

As the player with the second highest points in the game, Xiaoxu still has a say, sighing: "Although the village head is the main npc, it's not easy to talk, we might as well go to a place with a lot of people to ask."

The crowd nodded.

The village head finally sorted out the red cloth and straw, and with his two thin shoulders, tremblingly put the wood on the tricycle.

After wiping off his sweat with his sleeve, the village head turned to warn them: "I'm going out for a while. You can go wherever you like, but you are not allowed to go up on the second floor. If something happens, don't blame me for not warning you in advance. "

A group of people did not speak.

After Lin Jing finished his breakfast, he clapped his hands and walked forward, pretending to be very familiar: "This is a lot of firewood, and it looks like good firewood. Brother village elder, are you going to the market to sell firewood?"

Huang Mao followed Lin Jing's lead, and went up to agree with him: "The village chief is going to sell firewood?"

The village head looked at him fiercely with cloudy gray eyes: "It's none of your business."

Lin Jing smiled lazily: "What do you mean I don't care about my business? We eat yours and live yours. It's enough just to pay the money, and we have to contribute. Otherwise, we will always feel sorry for our conscience."

A group of teammates watching him twitched at the corners of their mouths.

The village head gave him a strange look, and taunted: "Contribute? How can you contribute? Could it be possible that you can sell more firewood for me?"

Huangmao looked like he had been beaten to death, bragging next to him: "Yes, yes, of course! Village chief, Brother Lin is a graduate of Harvard, who has been gilded at Harvard! If you don't believe me, you can check with the director! "

"..." Lin Jing tilted his head to look at him silently, then tilted his head, and continued to make up nonsense: "Yes, village chief, I graduated from the Department of Economics and Management at Harvard, so it's not a problem to sell firewood for an extra one hundred. "

The village chief was unmoved at all, and poked his ears: "Harvard? What? I've never heard of it. Which Buddha is this?"

Huang Mao: "?" This old man in a remote mountain village is so uneducated, he knows it even in the interstellar era.

"Harvard, that's—" Huang Mao was about to speak up, but Lin Jing covered his mouth and pulled back.

Lin Jing: "It's an ancient Buddha in charge of wealth."

Lin Jing said calmly, smiling like a spring breeze: "Just now I was too hasty to say the wrong thing. In fact, I didn't get gold-plated at Harvard, but I was consecrated by Harvard. Consecrated by Harvard, it brings its own wealth. The village chief trusts me once."

A group of teammates watching: "..."

God damn Harvard consecrated.

The village head had a weird temper and was mouthing, just about to say something.

Suddenly a voice came in.

"Let's go to the market today."

A tall and slender young man walked over from the crowd.Xu Wanzhi became less hoarse after waking up, his voice was already cold, and at first it sounded like a cold spring hitting a rock.

The village chief's hand holding the wood trembled, and he swallowed the word "roll" in frustration.

Lin Jing tilted his head, surprised that this boss actually joined their deception.

After Xu Wanzhi woke up, he was not as unapproachable as before, but his expression was still tired and indifferent, and it seemed that he said this casually.

The village head lowered his head in fear, but he didn't show it, and said in a vicious tone: "Forget it, then go sell firewood today, and you have to come back before dark."

Huang Mao was overjoyed!Fuck, is Harvard that easy to use?I knew it was on his resume.

The village head gave them both the car and the firewood. In fact, Lin Jing can understand the means of transportation in this era, but Feng Haozhong wants to make this limelight, and he is too embarrassed to stop him.

A group of people sat on the pile of timber and went to the market.The car was driving in the fields and countryside, with green mountains and green waters everywhere, and brilliant rapeseed flowers blooming along the way.

The long-haired girl named Xixi entered the game for the first time. Among the three zero-light eggs, she probably behaved the most like a newcomer, sitting on the wood pile with her knees hugged, and timidly asked: "After we went to the market , do you want to ask something?"

Huang Mao likes the feeling of being relied on by a girl, and the 5-point contestant put on a show: "There are so many things to ask, ask the village chief, ask Brother Scar, and the coffin that the npc led us to see."

Xixi showed admiration in his eyes, hesitated for a while, and said again: "But these have nothing to do with the gate of life and death."

Huang Mao choked: "Uh, the clues will come out after asking."

Xiaoxu laughed: "Yes. My average score in the last game was [-]. Basically, the npc will automatically lead to clues if you ask."

Then they went to the bazaar.The development of things is a bit unexpected.

An aunt came to buy firewood, and after buying, she looked at them for a long time.

"Big sister, you are new here."

"That's right, Auntie."

"Where do you live now?"

"Live at the village chief's house."

"Hey village head? That old man with a bad temper, how can he live there? Do you want to come to my house?"

The main clue was brought to the topic, and everyone was overjoyed, and Xixi tried to make a routine.

"Is the village chief bad-tempered? Auntie, what kind of person is the village chief?"

"He's just a bad old man. Sister, you might as well ask my son what kind of person he is. Let me tell you, big sister, my son is very handsome."

"...Uh, I think the village head is more than that. Auntie, tell me about it."

"Why are you talking about him. Big sister, let me tell you about my son. My son is tall, simple and hardworking. Many girls in the village are jealous of him. Do you want to see him?"

The two girls looked at each other, and they both saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

After that several groups of people came.

Another aunt.

"Auntie, why do you place coffins on cliffs after death?"

"The rules set by the ancestors are the same as women wanting to marry and have children. Who knows how it came about. Speaking of getting married, are you married yet, sister?"

Another aunt.

"Auntie, have you heard of 'The Gate of Life and Death'?"

"What is the gate of life and death? There are so many gates in this world, why do you use the word "death"? It's bad luck. It's not as good as Ximen. Hehehe, you can step through the gate and you will be a family. How old are the two girls?"

"......" Huangmao's mouth has grown enough to hold a goose egg: "Damn it, the middle-aged women in this village are going crazy as matchmakers."

Xixi and Xiaoxu fell into deep depression.

Lin Jing was eating next to him. He was mentally weak when he just came out of the hospital, and he was prone to sleepiness and hunger.After watching for a long time, let the two frustrated girls step aside.

He pulled Xu Wanzhi up to the top, Xu Wanzhi looked at him with beautiful and cold eyes, but didn't say anything.

Then the style changed again.

"Auntie, do you know when the police station was built?"

"What kind of aunt! I'm just a few years older than you! My sister!"

"Okay, sister..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, sweet-mouthed people are also good-looking, brother, you look really juicy, don't you have a girlfriend yet, what do you think of me, sister?"

Lin Jing: "..."

Finally, an old man came to buy firewood.

"Grandpa, ask, the coffin in your village..."

The old man gasped: "Erhu, go back quickly and call your sister over. He is almost 30 years old and addicted to those messy cartoons. Now he can be regarded as finding a man who looks as good as the one in the cartoon. Call your sister." Hurry up, don't be snatched away."

Lin Jing: "......"

Huang Mao slapped himself twice before returning to his senses, "Fuck, what's going on in this village, everyone is so hungry and thirsty. All the men hate to marry, and all the women hate to marry?"

Lin Jing couldn't take it anymore, so he pushed Huang Mao to the front, and went to drink water in the shed by himself.Sure enough, it can be seen from Dumb that except for the key figures, it is basically not easy to talk.

After the yellow hair was on the top, he sat upright, and finally waited for an old woman who staggered over.

The old woman gritted her teeth, bent her waist, and murmured as she walked, "There is no firewood at home, so buy some."

She hugged the firewood, and after paying the money, she suddenly looked at Huang Mao for a long time, squinting her eyes carefully.

After receiving the money, Huang Mao asked, "Grandma, may I ask, why are people buried on the cliffs here?"

The old lady said casually: "There are rules from a long time ago, passed down from generation to generation. Young man, I see you..."

Huang Mao thought to himself, "I'm here, fuck it, I'm here." She hurriedly said, "No, no, grandma, I'm not interested in your daughter or granddaughter. Although I'm handsome, I'm not in a hurry to marry right now."

The old lady watched him silently for a long time.

After a long time, the old lady slowly added: "...He is strong and strong, and he is new from other places. He hasn't worked yet. How about helping me herd cattle?"

The old lady said again: "Don't worry, my daughter and granddaughter probably don't like you."

Huangmao: "..."

Huang Mao just wanted to refuse.

Lin Jing had already spoken for him: "Grandma, do every household here raise cows?"

Grandma was holding firewood, her hair was silvery white, and there were wrinkles on her face. She looked at them strangely and said, "Well, every household has a cow. If you don't raise a cow, when the family dies, you have to ask someone else for help." Borrow a cow."

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Jing thought that sure enough, he stared at the big black cow in front of the cowshed for a long time yesterday, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.Then he asked again: "Will a cow be used when a person dies?"

The old grandmother put her old fingers on the wood, and said in a calm tone, "Yes, there is a lot of fog on the cliff, and the road is dangerous. You must have a cow to guide the way to pull the coffin, otherwise you will not be able to go up."