Lost City [Unlimited]

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to reach their destination.

Feng Youyou and the others got off the leading car and brought a lot of information, all of which were obtained from Li Shang.

During the whole journey, the old man kept his eyes closed and rested, without saying a word.

It is reported that the reason why they came here was because they received news that the villagers of Liangjia Village had discovered several ancient relics in the mountains.

At that time, several people wanted to go up the mountain to look for medicinal herbs, but found something half-sinked in the mud. Later, they guessed that the heavy rain the day before yesterday washed the thing out.

The few ancient relics were sent over for appraisal. Professor Yang Dezheng, the old man called the teacher, was also a member of the expert team.

After identification, it was confirmed that the antiquities were all genuine antiques, but the dynasty they belonged to was unknown, but they clearly belonged to the same period.

Therefore, everyone guessed that there should be an ancient tomb near the place where the ancient relic was discovered, but it was only exposed by the heavy rain because it had been damaged by tomb robbers.

The purpose of their group coming here is to find out the location of the ancient tomb, contact the relevant departments after confirming its existence, and protect the ancient tomb from being entered and destroyed by others before the relevant personnel arrive.

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The village was built on a large piece of flat land on the mountainside, mostly brick houses, some of which were built of earth, which looked a bit shabby.

There was curling smoke above the chimney, and only two or three people were still busy in the yard. From time to time, they could hear the noise from the house, which was very smokey.

Check the time, it's lunch time.

"Drip! The staged task of the dungeon is now released. Staged task one, please complete the ghost marriage with Liang Ze."

The radio suddenly played this sentence, and then stopped abruptly.

Tao Le was a little surprised: "Is this gone?"

Feng Youyou frowned: "Complete the ghost marriage with Liang Ze. Is it simply to help him complete the wedding, or do we need one of us to be the bride?"

Luo Miao rationally said: "The probability is the latter."

Other players thought so too.

"The name Liang Ze must be a male." Ge Fangzhong still couldn't figure it out: "Even if it's a female, this will always be unfair to players of one gender, or to put it another way, what else is waiting for you?" us?"

Tao Le glanced at her and said with a smile: "Brother, who told you that you can only be with the opposite sex? The point is not gender, but liking."

Ge Fangzhong was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Since this is the case, then the danger is the same. There is a high probability that one of us will be married to Liang Ze."

Jiang Huasha: "And did you find out that the players who came in this time are all young people." She glanced at Yu Songyuan as she spoke, "30 years old is also a young person. Now people have a long life span and take good care of themselves."

Yu Songyuan: "..."

Some supplements are unnecessary!

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The players gathered together to discuss in low voices while following Li Shang and Yang Dezheng to the village.

There is an irregular stone standing at the entrance of the village, which looks like a square and a little oval. The three characters [Liangjiacun] are engraved on it. The handwriting is powerful and beautiful in calligraphy.

Yang Dezheng stopped in front of the stone tablet, put on the glasses hanging on the neck, and put his hands behind his back, observing and appreciating with a serious expression.

Yang Dezheng: "Li Shang, take a picture."

"Hey." Li Shang carefully took out a camera from his backpack, and he knew it was worth a lot just by looking at his movements.

The players followed suit, mainly to find clues that could help them complete the dungeon mission.

Luo He: "Sister, this word is too pretty. It doesn't quite fit in front of a village in the mountains."

Luo Miao replied: "It may be because this village has a long history, and there was a certain person once."

Luo He thought, "It makes sense."

Other players don't care if it's useful or not, so keep this in mind first, what if it comes in handy later?

The group stopped in front of the stele for a while, then continued to walk in, crossed the stele, and finally stepped on the boundary of Liangjia Village.

The villagers who were still collecting wood in the yard saw a stranger walking in, and immediately shouted: "Over there, what are you doing here?!"

There was no smile on his face, but full of vigilance and rejection.

His voice was so loud that it immediately alarmed other people who were not far away.

It was strange, just like the collapse of dominoes, one after another the houses fell silent, and the people inside also went out to watch one after another.

As if some kind of chain effect had been triggered, those villagers who appeared in sight one by one with unfriendly expressions made people shiver unconsciously.

The villagers who surrounded them were basically adults, 30 to [-] people, and most of them were men. Their menacing posture made the female players present feel very uncomfortable.

Hu Ling stretched out his hand and stopped them without touching anyone, "Don't be afraid."

The other male players also took a step forward to cover them. The protective posture gave them a sense of security, and they were not so panicked.

The villagers quickly stopped approaching, and at a distance that was not close but felt oppressive, countless pairs of eyes stared at them as if examining them.

"Why do foreigners come to our village?"

A middle-aged man stood in the crowd and asked a question. Judging by the attitudes of other villagers, he seemed to be someone who could talk in the village.

Li Shang subconsciously looked at Yang Dezheng, and after getting a positive look, he took a step towards the man with a smile, raised his hands and waved lightly to show that he was harmless.

"We are the archaeological team sent here. Didn't the village report any major discoveries before? We were sent by the organization to conduct field investigations."

"Don't worry, we are a formal team with official certification, and we have all the documents." He smiled honestly, trying to prove the 'innocence' of his group to the villagers with bad expressions.

"Oh, it was sent by the superior!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and simple smiles appeared on the faces of other villagers.

The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed, Li Shang raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his temples, and responded with a dry smile: "Yes, we were sent from above." Although he felt that the word 'upper' was not very pleasant to use.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "It's over. I'll take the guests to my house for dinner. Let's have a full stomach first."

"I know, village chief, my daughter-in-law cooked stewed meat today, and it was delicious. I'm also in a hurry."

"Hey—Liang Sanbao, you can show it off. If Sister Hong knows that you caught three long worms on the mountain today, and stew meat, you don't even have white rice!"

"Hahaha, Liang Sanbao, Santiao? You can't do it today!"

"..."

The villagers chatted with each other and left, lively and lively, and they knew each other as if they were a family.

Li Shang sighed: "Village Chief, the atmosphere in your village is really good, you get along like relatives."

The village chief opened the door with a bright smile on his face. "It's relatives, it's relatives. Except for the surname Liang, we are the daughter-in-law of Liang. Aren't we a family?"

Li Shang was a little surprised: "Then you are a big family, the bloodlines are well preserved."

"There is also the handwriting at the entrance of the village. The calligraphy is so beautiful. It seems that the ancestors have produced everyone."

The village head's wife added a few benches, greeted everyone and went to the next room to set up a table.

Li Shang: "Auntie won't eat with us?"

The village chief was pouring home-brewed wine into a small wine glass. Hearing this, he replied, "It's an old rule. When there are guests at home, the female relatives of the family have to eat in the next room."

Putting down the ceramic wine bottle, he shouted into the room: "Fang'er, hurry up and order food, you and your little grandson don't be hungry!"

"It's okay! There's some in the pot, I'll cut some more bacon, you guys can eat it!"

"Grandson?" Ge Fangzhong was surprised, "You look quite young."

The village chief sat down, waved his hands and said, "We get married early and have children early here, which is different from your urbanites."

It makes sense to say so, but perhaps because of the influence of 'Longevity', players always think about mysterious places.

At the dinner table, the village head has been warmly inviting everyone to eat vegetables and meat, and he is not angry when the toast is declined, and he does not insist on persuasion, drinking happily alone.

I don't know how the two NPCs felt, but Hu Ling clearly felt that the village chief's gaze was observing everyone except Yang Dezheng and Li Shang.

It passed over every player's face, and finally landed on his face for a long time.

Is there something strange about his face?

Hu Ling raised his eyes unexpectedly, and those extremely black pupils met the village chief's sneaky gaze.

The village head was shocked at first, and then smiled at him kindly.

Hu Ling stared at him silently, his dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss.

The village head's expression gradually became stiff, and then he turned away unnaturally.

He is afraid.

Fear of subjective will.

... Strange.

Hu Ling lowered his brows and ate quietly. Under the cover of his long eyelashes, no one could see what he was thinking.

This short and silent confrontation was noticed by other players, and they looked at the village chief thoughtfully, as if they wanted to get some answer from him.

Among them, Luo He tried to imitate, but was frightened by the village chief's momentary, lifeless gaze, and hurriedly avoided his sight.

What does this mean?Hu Ling is the only one who can do it, can't I?Or... the problem lies with Hu Ling?

Luo He looked at Hu Ling quietly again, and the young man returned a gentle smile the next moment.

His heart skipped a beat and he almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

...Forget it, let me concentrate on cooking.

Luo He ate hard, the tips of his ears hidden under his black hair were burning red.

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After dinner, the village chief and his wife cleaned up the mess together. Li Shang wanted to help embarrassingly, but was rejected.

"We appreciate your kindness, but it's too ridiculous to ask customers to wash the dishes." The village chief pushed the man onto the chair and sat there, but Li Shang couldn't break free.

He could only respond with a wry smile: "Yes, you have worked hard."

The village chief picked up a pile of bowls and chopsticks and left. Li Shang rubbed his left shoulder with a little pain on his face.

"Brother Shang, what's the matter? Are your shoulders uncomfortable?" Feng Youyou took the opportunity to get closer, unwilling to let go of any possible clues.

Without outsiders, Li Shang almost grinned: "Yes, that village chief is too aggressive."

Feng Youyou: "Then don't move, I'll take a look for you."

Li Shang glanced at her, his face flushed slightly, "This...that, that's okay, I'm sorry."

Feng Youyou smiled: "It's okay, it should."

She slightly opened Li Shang's collar, and then her face changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Ge Fangzhong also came over, and then froze.

I saw that Li Shang's left shoulder was red and swollen, and it would definitely turn blue after a while.

The players felt heavy upon seeing this.