I am the wildest among NPCs [Infinite Stream]

The auntie went to the kitchen to make tea. Shitou looked at the Peach Blossom Cake and praised: "This pastry has layers of puff pastry and gorgeous colors, just like flowers plucked from the branches."

Xiaobai took out the travel book that he picked up earlier, "Look, the peach blossom cakes made by my aunt are exactly the same as the pictures in the book."

When the players heard the words, they all looked at the account.There is a small and lovely peach blossom cake painted on it, which is exactly the same as the one on the table.

"It's really similar." Brown Tang smelled the smell of peach blossom crisps, and his tongue was salivating. He couldn't help but reached out and took a piece, and brought it to his mouth in a strange way.

"Wait a minute!" Cui Cui suddenly grabbed Brown Tang's wrist, she moved a little hastily, Brown Tang's hand shook, and the Peach Blossom Crisp fell to the ground.

Brown Tang followed Taohuasu with eyes, "What's wrong?"

Cui Cui glanced at the kitchen, and said cryptically, "It's said in the handbook that you'll be addicted to eating. Could this be a reminder?"

Cui Cui found a problem.

Yan Xiashen knew at a glance that this peach blossom cake was not an ordinary pastry. Its smell was very attractive. Ordinary people would be bewitched by the aroma after smelling it for a long time, and would have a strong appetite, and couldn't help but want to eat it.

However, this alone is not enough to make players jump into the pit.

Yan Xiashen quietly began to release Yin Qi to interfere with the players, adding fire to the game.

Yan Xiashen blinked his eyes to confuse the audience, "You will become addicted if you eat it, isn't it an exaggeration?"

"It should be all right." Brown Sugar inhaled too much fragrance, and was disturbed by Yin Qi, and couldn't take his eyes off the peach blossom cakes. "We still ate the things in the guest house, it's okay."

Cui Cui also felt a strong sense of hunger, she bit her lip, "I feel something is wrong, don't..."

Before she finished speaking, Shi Shi had already grabbed a piece of peach blossom cake and stuffed it into her mouth!

"Stone!"

Shito turned a deaf ear to Cuicui's exclamation, and continued to gobble it up, obviously not quite right.

"I'm so hungry, I can't take it anymore!" Bewitched by the scent, another player picked up the peach blossom cake and ate it.

"There's something wrong with the peach blossom crisps, stop them, you can't eat any more!" Cui Cui hurriedly greeted the sensible players, and stopped those who were eating peach blossom crisps.

Yan Xiashen was helping on the surface, but was actually delaying time.

"I'm so hungry...I want to eat, don't grab my peach blossom cake!" The players who ate the peach blossom cake seemed to be possessed.

"Hiss..." Cui Cui's arm was scratched, and the pain made her more conscious. She smashed the stone and threw the peach blossom cakes she had snatched out of the yard, "Calm down!"

The dish was smashed to pieces, and the movement made several out-of-control players stunned.

Cui Cui splashed tea on their faces, "Wake up all of them!"

The Peach Blossom Crisp was gone, and another cup of tea was poured on his face. The bewitched player has slowly regained his senses.

Shitou was afraid, "There is something wrong with the peach blossom cake, I couldn't control myself at all just now."

"We've already eaten it, what should we do?" The other players looked ugly.

"No one knows what will happen if you eat it, so you can only wait and see what happens, and pay attention to the relevant clues by the way," Shitou cursed, "What is this peach blossom cake made of?"

The stuffing is made of dead people's teeth, Yan Xiashen answered them in his heart.

"Here comes the tea," the aunt brought out the tea, and seeing the mess, she stretched her face, "I entertained you kindly, why did you make my living room look like this?"

Cui Cui snorted coldly, "Auntie, we are not blessed to entertain you, please leave now!"

There are more peach blossom cakes in the kitchen, so it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.The players ignored the aunt's scolding and left the courtyard quickly.

They were seriously injured and changed to a place to rest.

This family did not make peach blossom cakes, only an old man sitting on the porch and playing chess.

Xiaobai rested for a while, and began to ask the uncle, "Master, where is the mountain temple, I want to visit it."

Yan Xia thought deeply, Xiaobai realized the importance of the travel book through the Peach Blossom Crisp incident, and began to investigate other things recorded in it.

The expression on the uncle's face froze, "Our village has never built a mountain temple, but it has always existed, and only those with predestined relationship can see it."

"So mysterious?" Xiaobai's eyes lit up: "Listen to you, you must know the legend of the mountain god, why don't you tell us?"

The uncle bowed piously in a certain direction, "The legend of the mountain god has been passed down from generation to generation. There is nothing the villagers here don't know. If you want to hear it, let me tell you about it."

The players all looked at the uncle, eagerly waiting for the next step.

The uncle said slowly: "It is said that the mountain god is the spirit conceived by the mountain. He is destined to be reincarnated into an ordinary family. As long as he grows up safely, he can be transformed into a mountain god."

Xiaobai rubbed his chin, "Isn't this very simple?"

The uncle twisted a chess piece, "Yes, the mountain spirit was reincarnated in our Wuming Village, survived that calamity, and became a mountain god. He has been protecting the nearby villages until now."

"What's the matter with the mountain temple, can't you take the initiative to find it?"

"No," the old man said again, "As long as there is a destiny, you can see the mountain temple."

"Have you seen it?" Brown Tang lowered his voice subconsciously, as if he was afraid that the loud voice would disturb the gods.

The uncle gave him a meaningful look, but did not answer.

Yan Xiashen has been listening quietly. He is an NPC temporarily arranged, and he has not yet fully grasped the rules of the small world, nor does he know the whole story.But he guessed that the legend of the mountain god is by no means as beautiful as the uncle said.

Seeing the mountain temple is probably not a good thing for the players.

"It's like this again. Every time a key question is asked, the npcs keep silent." Xiaobai let out a long sigh.

"Finding out this is not a small progress." Yan Xiashen comforted him.

Xiaobai regained his vitality in an instant, "It makes sense, it makes sense."

The players rested at the uncle's house. When the appointed time came, they went to the ancestral hall to wait for the zombie players.

The sun only showed its face at noon, and the sky was full of dark clouds in the afternoon, so it didn't matter if Xia Shen didn't open an umbrella.

They waited for the zombies under the banyan tree in front of the ancestral hall. It took about half an hour before they arrived late.

It's just that they seem to be in a little trouble... emm, big trouble.

The handsome face of the zombie leader was painted, his eyes were bruised, his tall nose bridge was broken, and his body was not much better, with large and small scars scattered on the exposed skin.It could be seen that he had tidied up his appearance, but he still couldn't hide his embarrassment.

The same is true for his two subordinates, as if they were surrounded and beaten.

The zombie leader came in front of Yan Xiashen, and turned away in shame, "I'm sorry to appear in front of you like this."

Because of the injury, the usually meticulous man revealed a bit of fragility, even his ears were red.

It was the first time Yan Xiashen knew that the ears of zombies would turn red.He looked curiously for a while, and found that even the neck of the zombie leader turned red.

so amazing.

Yan Xiashen didn't study this anymore, he had more curious questions, "What happened to you?"

Who is it and what method did you use to make you suffer such a big loss, tell me quickly!I want to learn from him!

The zombie leader pursed his thin lips, unable to speak.

But his younger brother seemed to have found someone to confide in, pointing to the swollen mouth and the scars on his face, exaggeratedly said: "We were hit by missing person notices on the road!"

His mouth was so swollen that when his upper and lower lips touched, it was like two Q-bombed hams.

"Been touched?" Yan Xiashen imagined the scene and almost laughed out loud. He controlled his expression, "Tell me in detail?"

The sharp-eared zombie was aggrieved, "When we went out, we found that there were more missing person notices on the road. The boss told us to walk well and not touch them. Of course we did, but when we were walking, a strong wind suddenly blew up. .”

"Then?"

"Then the missing person notices on the wall, on the telephone poles and on the ground were all blown up by the wind, and they greeted us all over the face! Ghostly hands stretched out from inside and beat us without saying a word. My handsome face I was beaten and swollen!" The sharp-eared zombie opened its mouth with difficulty, and shed two lines of tears, "It also knocked out a tooth of mine, take the bamboo shoots!"

Yan Xiashen finally knew what it meant to increase the intensity of the players.

Infinity Museum, inside the exhibition hall.

The curator's secretary opened his eyes, zoomed in on the wounded zombies, and asked the young man in front of him, "Curator, do you think this is strong enough?"

Seeing that the zombie leader was begging for comfort from a new employee, the young man said softly, "Add more."

The secretary bowed his head, "Curator, this is a novice book, and it's not a player exiled from the plane..."

The young man raised his eyelids, his eyes were dim, the secretary observed his words, and changed his voice, "The novice book needs to exercise the player's will even more, the curator is wise."