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

Cattle lead the way and pull the coffin?

Lin Jing paused and asked, "Grandma, do you still need straw and red cloth for the funeral?"

The old lady just wanted to buy some firewood, and she was impatient with being asked. She raised her head to look at Lin Jing, saw that the young man was handsome, and then restrained her temper and said, "Well, it's an old rule, the dead have to wear red shoes, and it's auspicious to go to the underworld. The relatives had to walk with their souls on their backs. But the mountain road was too difficult to walk, and it would be troublesome to be buried on a cliff, so a scarecrow was used instead of the corpse.”

After learning about the funeral in the village, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking of the things the village head had placed in the yard.Straw and red cloth, are they originally prepared for the dead?

Before the grandma left, she asked Huang Mao, "Young man, are you really not going to help me herd the cows?" Of course Huang Mao refused, shaking his head like a rattle.

A carload of firewood was sold out in less than a morning - relying on their looks.

After arriving at the market in the morning, Feng Haozhong and Liu Chengcheng split up with them and came back at noon, holding a lot of wild sweet potatoes with soil in their arms.

Xixi asked, "Where are you going?"

Feng Haozhong was no longer as high-spirited as he was at the beginning. After sitting down and drinking, he explained: "We drove to the west of the village and went around. There is a large forest, and the more we go in, the more gloomy it gets. I went in and found some wild sweet potatoes outside, so I brought them back."

Xiao Xu wondered: "But the money for selling sweet potatoes should not be enough."

Feng Haozhong frowned, and said in an annoyed tone, "Just let it go, you can't find anything even if you look for it."

Xixi was a little afraid of him, so she stopped talking immediately.

People with high points in the "Eternal Life" game naturally have a sense of arrogance, while those with low points often don't dare to express their opinions.

Of course, with the exception of a certain two players who had 0 points but didn’t know it——

Lin Jing took a sweet potato and threw it away: "Why are you so pessimistic? Although it is a sweet potato, we can also sell it as ginseng."

Liu Cheng was taken aback: "Ginseng, this...doesn't look like this at all."

Lin Jing: "Think of it as a mutated variety of ginseng. Although it is a little shorter and a little fatter, it has all the functions it should have. It prolongs life, calms the nerves and nourishes the brain, nourishes yin and nourishes yang. It is reasonable to sell one for [-]."

Feng Haozhong: "It's okay if you lie to yourself, but others will believe it? How can you convince them?"

Lin Jing glanced at him: "We can set up a sign and pay ten for fake ones."

Feng Haozhong laughed mockingly: "Then we went to the police station for selling fake products."

Lin Jing: "Then we can bundle eleven sweet potatoes together and sell them in batches."

"........"

Huang Mao laughed hahahaha: "Brother Lin, you are a fucking business genius."

Feng Haozhong had nothing to say, and was so angry that he directly drank a bowl of water.

Xu Wanzhi touched the Buddhist beads on his wrist, lowered his eyes, and the scarlet color in his eyes gradually faded away.

Of course, they did not harm the unpretentious villagers in the end.

After exchanging information.

Feng Haozhong said in a deep voice: "The forest on the west slope I just mentioned is a bit weird. I planned to go a little further inside, but Liu Cheng suddenly told me that he heard a baby crying from the tree. I heard it behind me too, but what I heard was the girl's laughter."

Liu Cheng was still a little scared, and added: "That's right, it's not just about this. The further we go into the forest, the thicker the fog. We came back first because we were afraid of getting lost."

Xiao Xu said thoughtfully: "Let's go to that forest together tomorrow. Although it's a supernatural dungeon, it's an elementary level after all. Ghosts shouldn't kill people unconditionally."

The only thing Feng Haozhong could hear was her words, he nodded and looked at Huang Mao: "Is it you who shouted in the middle of the night last night?"

Huang Mao is still a little afraid of Brother Sunglasses, and looks anxious: "Well, it's me."

Feng Haozhong: "What did you see yesterday?"

Huang Mao really didn't want to recall yesterday's Frightful Night, but due to the coercion of the high score boss, he recounted the scene at that time tremblingly.

Feng Haozhong raised his eyebrows: "Old man, shroud, toilet?"

Lin Jing tilted his head at this time, and said with a smile, "Did you forget that there is another person you saw at the stairs yesterday."

Huang Mao was stunned: "Isn't that a hallucination?"

Lin Jing: "How can there be so many hallucinations in the supernatural copy? If you ask me, nine times out of ten, what you see in the toilet and what you see on the stairs are all the same person, and he opened the door."

Huang Mao's face was ashen, and he was about to cry, "Brother Lin, don't scare me."

Lin Jing: "I guess he came down from the second floor."

second floor.From the things that the village chief placed in the yard for the funeral of the dead, everyone could guess that the weird second floor was a restricted area.

"Then let's go tonight..." Xixi was timid, her fingers twisted together uneasily, and she looked terrified: "Shall we go to the second floor to have a look tonight?"

Her gaze was on Lin Jing.

Lin Jing was still very gracious towards girls, and smiled: "Forget it tonight, the village chief has repeatedly emphasized it. Let's find a time when he is not there, and sneak up without telling him."

Xixi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Okay."

Feng Haozhong smirked beside him.

Huang Mao is the kind of person who becomes bold when he is frightened. After accepting the setting of this horror game, he can only accept his fate.Seeing Lin Jing's easy-going look, Huang Mao asked on the way back: "Brother Lin, do you have a very high level of innate mental power?"

Lin Jing thought, that's not it, double S.But that was the glory of the past, and now he is just an ordinary B.

Lin Jing sighed: "No, not high." The past is unbearable.

Huang Mao: "Then why are you so proficient, you don't look like a novice at all."

Lin Jing listened to his words and stared at the fields beside the road in a daze.The rape blossoms are yellow and bright, and the mountains and fields are brilliant.Of course he is not a novice, but the memory of the year before the car accident has been lost, and "Eternal Life" has undergone earth-shaking innovations, and all the game records of the old version have been cleared.All he can remember now is his previous game id.

Facing Huang Mao's question, Lin Jing casually said, "Maybe talent is like this."

After Feng Haozhong heard it, the anger that had been suppressed for a day finally burst out, and he was angry: "A low-level field with six points is also worthy of talking about talent?"

Lin Jing didn't bother to talk to him at all: "Six points?"

Why does he think... this doesn't look like a six-point field?

Back at the village chief's house, dinner was eaten in the yard.

After eating, the village head got some red cloth from nowhere, washed them, and hung them on the bamboo poles one by one.

After Lin Jing finished eating, he went to wander around the village head again.

Huang Mao held a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and Pidianpidian followed.

The village chief was so annoying to him: "What are you doing, go back to my house after eating, and you are not allowed to come out at night!"

Lin Jing: "Village Chief, I think the cows in the cowshed are related to me."

The village chief looked at him warily for a moment: "Speak directly."

Lin Jing also said it directly, frankly: "I want to go to herd cattle."

The village chief exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his thin and shriveled body erupted with a strong anger, roaring: "You are dreaming!" He angrily hung the last piece of red cloth on the bamboo pole Going up, he limped away, and when he reached the door, he was still out of breath, and turned to stare at him: "Don't even think about it!"

Huang Mao was holding the bowl beside him, mouthful of rice, and said vaguely, "Why is the village chief so angry, afraid that we will abduct his cow and stew it?"

Lin Jing lowered his eyes, turned around, wiped the wet red cloth with his fingers, and muttered, "Is the beef delicious?"

The yellow-haired bowl and chopsticks almost fell: "Damn, brother Lin, don't play so big! I think you stewed his cow today, and he will stew us tomorrow."

Lin Jing: "..."

Thinking too much, he is really not the kind of person who just looks for trouble, okay?

Lin Jing touched it and felt something was wrong with the cloth. He withdrew his hand and saw a pool of red on his fingertips.

Huangmao: "Is this cloth fading so badly?"

Lin Jing moved up to his nose and sniffed it. The smell was very strange. Although it was mixed with the scent of washing powder, the rotten smell like rotten meat could not be eliminated.

Evenings in the country come very quickly.

Lin Jing wanted to chat with Xu Wanzhi last night, but he was too sleepy, but today he had the chance.

"Are you asleep?" Late at night, Lin Jing asked.

Xu Wanzhi has always been in the game with a detached attitude.Bored, indifferent, and bored, these were the only feelings Lin Jing could come up with after contacting him at the end of the day.

"No."

Xu Wanzhi calmly opened his eyes.

"Then shall we chat?"

Lin Jing had a good impression of Xu Wanzhi.

When he entered the game for the first time, he thought that Xu Wanzhi would be the kind of boss who pretended to be aggressive, cold and strong, but he didn't expect that he was cold and cold, but his attitude was not aggressive at all.Very polite and easy to get along with, can say "thank you" and help teammates.It is sleepy and undisciplined all day long, as if you haven't woken up.However, his ignorant attitude has won the hearts of many people.

Lin Jing turned his head sideways, his brown pupils seemed to have a gleam of water under the moonlight and said, "I've actually been wanting to ask, did we know each other before?"

When Xu Wanzhi heard this question, he seemed to be in a daze, his expression was weird and silent in the half-darkness, and he smiled for a long time.

The boredom has faded away, and the smile has a kind of indescribable laziness and other meaning.

"know."

He didn't deny it.

Lin Jing was stunned for a moment, and as expected, he scratched his head: "I was in a car accident, and I forgot some things."

Xu Wanzhi's fingers moved slightly, and his tone was very light: "It's okay, it's just a coincidence."

"Oh."

Sure enough, he guessed right.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lin Jing closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

But this mountain village was born against him.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and the man's cry of collapse and fear broke the tranquility of the night.

"Help the village chief! Help the village chief! Open the door! Open the door quickly! Help!"

Boom boom boom!

The man was still knocking on the door with his hands at first, but then he almost hit it with his body, and the wooden door creaked when he knocked on it.

His voice was very loud, even crying, and the sound of knocking on the door was deafening, and basically everyone in the room was woken up.

Lin Jing is really convinced of this broken village, what kind of Feng Shui, can you let him sleep well.

He walked out the door depressed, and just bumped into Feng Haozhong and Liu Cheng who were also in a daze at the opposite door.

Feng Haozhong's face sank like water: "What happened?"

Lin Jing rubbed his eyes: "Did someone die from eating your sweet potato, and now the family members have come to your door."

Feng Haozhong: "..."

Feng Haozhong: "You fart!"