Summon players, rebuild Dawei

Sha Wujing walked along the beach with her handmade wooden barrel, feeling the tranquility of the afternoon, while picking up some seafood for today's dinner.

The crabs in autumn are the fattest, so the crabs in his wooden barrels are also the most.

The afternoon sun was still bright, but the wind blowing from the sea was slightly damp and chilly.

Sha Wujing shrank his neck, wanting to go back quickly, looked down at the wooden barrel, the crabs inside were enough for him to eat two or three meals.

But crabs are not very filling, and eating too much is not good for your health, so he quickened his pace and ran to the beach ahead where the tide was receding, to see if he could find some small fish and shrimps to make soup.

While concentrating on searching for small seafood, Sha Wujing raised his head by chance, and suddenly saw a huge black fish half buried in the sand in front of him, with a pile of black things like seaweed wrapped around the head of the "fish", which seemed to be stranded.

He thought he couldn't be so lucky, right?If it was an edible fish, this size would be enough for him to eat for a week!

Sha Wujing showed joy, and hurried over with the wooden bucket.

After getting closer, he gradually saw the appearance of the "big fish", and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Wait, it seems that what is wrapped around the "fish head" is not seaweed, but hair!

"With such long hair, it can't be a water ghost, or a corpse? It can't be a forbidden woman..."

Sha Wujing slowed down, feeling that he was about to switch from a solo farming dungeon to a supernatural theater.

Although he was afraid in his heart, but thinking that this was a game, and some hidden missions might be triggered from it, after hesitating for a while, he still mustered up the courage to walk over.

Tiptoing to the side of the unknown object, Sha Wujing glanced at the clothes and shoes the other was wearing, and confirmed that it was a person, not a water ghost, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took out a knife from the game backpack , squatted down and carefully dug the man out of the sand.

After digging out the person, he was stunned again.

Lying on the ground was a tall man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters. According to his appearance, he was about 40 years old, with a thin outline, sunken eyes, and a serious and kind face.

But these are not the important point, the important point is the red name marked on the top of his head - Murong Liao.

"My God..." Sha Wujing couldn't help sighing.

Even though he has been living on the island, he has some understanding of things on land. He knows that this is the Murong Xianbei boss who was hunted down by the player army some time ago and fled to the sea by boat. He is here.

And the most important thing is, after more than half a month, this big boss is still alive!

Sha Wujing glanced at the blood streak on Murong Liao's head, then stretched out his hand to test his breath, to make sure that he was indeed still alive, and then couldn't help but fell into a tangle.

Speaking of which, this big boss is really lucky. He also set off from Qingzhou, and it took him more than a month to find the island. The other party only took half a month. He spent at least half a month on the sea with him. Circled.

"If you kill Murong Liao, you will have 15 points and 10,000 experience points..." Sha Wujing muttered, "But I am not a soldier, and I have not accepted the mission. I will not get rewards for killing him, and the NPCs in this game cannot be refreshed." , if killed by me, wouldn't the [-]+ experience be lost in vain?

"Then don't kill him, hide him first, and kill him later when I become a soldier.

"But what if he wakes up and kills me? I can't control such a big man and such an awesome boss!

"But if I kill him now, what if there is something wrong with him? Ahhh, I'm so entangled. Am I lucky or not?"

Sha Wujing thought for a while, and finally decided to tie up Murong Liao first, and wait for him to wake up to see the situation.

Thinking of a bundle of hemp rope in his hut, Sha Wujing planned to go back to get it, but finally lifted the wooden barrel, and the person lying on the ground suddenly coughed.

Sha Wujing was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back, and then he saw the man suddenly stand up and spit out a few mouthfuls of sea water and sand to the side.

At this moment, Sha Wujing didn't care about his points and experience anymore. He held a small knife tightly in his right hand hidden in his sleeve, and was prepared to stab him to death with the knife if the opponent rushed over.

However, after Murong Liao vomited, he just sat blankly, looked at the vast sea in the distance, then turned his head to look at him, pondered for a while, and said hoarsely and slowly: "Who are you?"

Sha Wujing blinked, waited for a while, and saw that the other party didn't seem to be attacking him, so he replied, "I'm an islander here, who are you?"

"Me?" Murong Liao frowned suddenly, raised his hand to press his head, and said with a painful expression: "I don't know, who I am, I can't remember..."

"No way," Sha Wujing looked puzzled, "NPCs still lose their memory?"

"Amnesia?" Murong Liao really looked like he couldn't remember anything at all, he kept patting his head, his forehead was covered with sweat.

After a long time, he looked at Sha Wujing and asked, "Why am I here?"

"How do I know? When I came to look for seafood, I saw you lying in the sand." Sha Wujing replied truthfully, while thinking in his heart, it was the first time he and Murong Liao met. Just make up a fake identity to deceive yourself, there is no need to pretend to have amnesia, so Murong Liao must have suffered some kind of injury and lost his memory.

Since the big boss lost his memory, it shouldn't be a problem if he doesn't tie the other party up, right?

To be honest, aside from Murong Liaohong's status as a famous monster, Sha Wujing actually wanted to make friends with him. After all, this was the first human he had seen on the island in two years.

God knows that when he eats, hunts, grows vegetables, and builds a house every day, how much he wants to have someone to talk to him, even if he is a fool!

Thinking of this, Sha Wujing retracted the knife a bit, walked over and said, "When I came, you were half buried in the sand, I rescued you, you have to thank me."

Murong Liao lowered his head in frustration, and seemed to have given up thinking, and said weakly, "Thank you."

"Then besides amnesia, do you have any other problems now?"

"I... am hungry."

"It's normal to be hungry, come with me, I have something to eat." Sha Wujing said, after thinking about it, he added: "But you have to help me with work."

Murong Liao nodded: "It should be so."

Because of this unexpected situation, Sha Wujing stopped looking for food, and then took Murong Liao back to his cabin along the narrow trail that had been opened up, talking to him about the infinite The general situation of the Island of Man.

Although he appeared to be in a relaxed state on the surface, he did not really relax his vigilance. From time to time, he secretly observed the other party's expression, afraid that when the big boss would recover his memory, he would pounce on him and kill him. will be forced to end...

Hey, thinking about it this way, it seems that death is not bad!

Sha Wujing’s log cabin was built on the top of the headland, and a small piece of land was enclosed by a wooden fence as a yard. Wild flowers, wild vegetables, wild fruit trees, etc. that he searched everywhere were planted in the yard, and the yard was surrounded by lush shrubs. Forests and grass, you can see the dense forest on the island in the back, and the endless sea in the front.

After returning to the wooden house, Sha Wujing warmed up the leftover wild vegetable soup for Murong Liao, and then lit a fire in the yard to steam the crabs.

After Murong Liao ate the leftover vegetable soup, his condition recovered a little, and he came over to ask what he could do for him.

Sha Wujing looked around and found that there was no urgent work to do for the time being, so he said, "Sit down first, I see that you are in such a bad state, I guess you have experienced a lot of hardships while wandering at sea, burn some later. Take a bath with hot water, get a good night's rest first, and start helping me with work tomorrow."

Murong Liao sat down by the fire, and heard him mention the words "wandering at sea", he couldn't help frowning, as if he had been touched by some painful memories, and felt very uncomfortable.

But every time he wanted to recall carefully, he couldn't remember anything, so he felt even more anxious.

Sha Wujing saw him frowning tightly and thought he didn't want to help him, so he persuaded him: "Let me tell you, once you come here, you don't want to leave in a short time, even if you have a boat. It may not be possible to return to land, so let’s think about how to survive first. There are only two of us on this island. If we cooperate, we can live a better life.

"It will be winter soon. The winter on this island is very cold. Last year's snow was so thick that it almost reached my thighs. I can hardly find food. So we have to make preparations in advance for the next month. First, we need to repair the house. Repair, the roof must be strengthened, and if there is enough time, you can build a wooden shed, catch some small animals and keep them in it as a winter reserve, and there is a cellar. The most annoying thing in winter is that there are no vegetables, so you need to store them in advance Some fruits and vegetables, otherwise lack of vitamins, all kinds of problems will appear..."

Murong Liao looked at the burning flames in front of him, and listened to the other party's chattering list of plans, and the anxiety troubled by memory gradually calmed down.

He echoed: "Okay, tomorrow I will be in charge of cutting wood and repairing houses, and you will be in charge of searching for food."

"That's right. Let the past pass by. As a human being, you have to live in the present." Although he was inexplicably assigned a job, it was the first time that Sha Wujing experienced the joy of having a companion in the game, and he couldn't help grinning. He smiled and said, "By the way, you can give yourself a temporary name so that I can call you."

Murong Liao blurted out, "Murong."

Sha Wujing was startled inwardly, he hesitated and said, "Why, why is it called this?"

Murong Liao didn't understand why, he frowned and said, "I think these two words are very important to me."

Seeing that he did not recover his memory, Sha Wujing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "All right, my name is Sha Wujing. I think you are much older than me. From now on, I will call you Uncle Murong, and you will call me Xiao Sha." Bar."

Murong Liao looked up at him and nodded.

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[Official reminder: Murong Xianbei escaped by boat in Jiumi County, Miankou County on September [-]. If fishermen find suspicious persons along the coast, please do not alarm them and report immediately while ensuring your own safety. The official notified the local government...]

Lu Qing stood in front of the newsstand, glanced at the October newspaper on the outermost side, and saw this information at a glance.

He picked up a copy of "Miryang Monthly Newsletter" and asked the guy in charge of selling it in the kiosk: "This newspaper is sold in Miryang, can the reminders on it spread to the coastal counties?"

"Why not, our newspapers are circulated all over the country."

"Then, can Yu Ke, the chief of the Murong Department, be caught?"

"I don't know about that." The clerk twitched the corner of his mouth, and when he saw two men in county school uniforms queuing up behind him, he urged, "You've been standing here for a long time, but what do you want to buy?"

Lu Qing looked up at him, then put down the monthly newspaper in his hand, picked up the new October issue of "Literary News" on the other side, and asked, "How much?"

"Five dollars."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, as if surprised by the price, and then clicked on the "Mi Yang Monthly" next to it, and asked, "How much is this?"

"Three coins."

"Three dollars? Is your newspaper not losing money?"

"It doesn't matter if you lose money, this is the order of the envoy, that is, to make newspapers affordable for ordinary people." The clerk said a little proudly.

Lu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head, took out five copper coins from his bag, and paid them to the other party.

Leaving the newsstand and walking a short distance is the Lee Kee Dessert Shop.

It was time for breakfast. Seeing that the business was thriving, Lu Qing reckoned that the taste would not be too bad, so he sat down at the booth at the door, and then ordered a small soy milk and soup under the enthusiastic recommendation of the staff. A steamed bun set.

Taking advantage of the waiting time, he flipped through the newspaper he had just bought, and when he scanned the signature of an article, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Zhou Hanchi...

"He is the only one who can do such a thing when he contributes to this non-governmental newspaper." He whispered to himself.

After turning over a page, the breakfast set was served on the table.

Following the advice of his staff, Lu Qing picked up a soup dumpling, took a small bite to absorb the soup, and then put some vinegar juice with minced ginger in his mouth.

The soup dumpling is filled with pork, mixed with some mushrooms and diced bamboo shoots, the taste is sweet and tender, without a trace of fishy greasy, just one bite surprised his taste buds.

Lu Qing was really surprised, thinking that he also ate a lot of delicacies in the Southwest Palace, never thought that one day he would be amazed by the craftsmanship of a random snack shop on Miryang Street.

It seems that Xie Jiawulang's words that Miryang is full of delicacies are not exaggerated.

While reading the newspaper, enjoying delicious morning food, two county school students who were buying newspapers behind him came over and asked, "Brother, there are no seats inside. Is it okay for us to share a table with you?"

Lu Qing smiled faintly: "Please."

"Thank you."

After that, the two sat down opposite him, then called the waiter, ordered a set meal each, and then began to chat without any scruples.

"The task of recruiting teachers came out. Eighteen people were recruited! There are only eighteen people. My God, there are a total of more than 600 people who signed up. How can there be such a high entry threshold for a game career!"

"Don't mention it. Compared with the official career, I think it is easier for teachers to get started. You see how hard it is for us to become an official. We have to learn traditional Chinese characters to take the entrance examination and compete with the aborigines. Not only do we have to study for a year You can only take the exam if you read the book, and you have to repeat the grade after the exam, which game dares to do this? It is the only holographic game, full of confidence, if you stop playing, some people want to come in."

"Damn, hearing you say that, I'm about to cry, I've never worked so hard in the real world..."

Although the chat between the two players contained many shielded words, Lu Qing listened roughly and understood what they meant, and politely interjected and asked, "You two, allow me to interrupt for a moment, I am a student from other places. You, I heard before you come that anyone can enter Xingjun Xiangxu to study, why do you think it is not easy to enter this Xiangxu?"

Lu Ming looked at him and asked, "Are you here for school?"

"Exactly."

"Then you are late, you have passed the registration, and you have to wait until September next year."

"I already know that right now I'm planning to find a job in Miryang to earn some tuition fees."

"Oh, let me tell you," another player named Ye Xiwang said, "This school is indeed open to anyone, but this 'anyone can enter' means that there is no status threshold, no matter you are a nobleman or a gentry. The common people, whether they are rich or beggars, can come to the school, but it has a limit on the number of people, and only so many people can be recruited in a year. If you want to enter the school, you have to take the entrance exam. Both of us failed the exam last year. , Self-study for a year, and I came to participate again this year, so I passed the exam."

"So that's it." Lu Qing nodded, "Then if a talented person doesn't want to wait so long, but wants to make your subordinates do things, what should he do?"

"Ah? Can it still be like this?" Ye Xiwang scratched his head, "I don't think I've heard of anyone recommending himself in front of Brother Shu."

"There may also be NPCs who do this, but we don't know." Lu Ming added.

"Indeed, the stories are all about NPCs and high-level players. We are just a group of hard-working low-level workers."

Lu Mingdao: "If you think you are very talented, you can also go directly to the gate of the government to ask to see the governor. Maybe Brother Shu will meet you. After all, Brother Shu is really the most tempered official among the NPCs we have ever seen."

When Lu Qing heard them say "Brother Shu", he was a little puzzled at first, but later realized that they called him the governor of Xunzhou.

At first, he felt a little impolite and offensive, but then he thought that since this name appeared frequently in the mouths of ordinary people, but no one stopped it, it meant that the governor acquiesced to this title.

It seems that Jiang Fengcheng is indeed as rumored, and he gets along well with the people under his rule, which is quite popular among the people.

Lu Qing pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly, got up and said, "Thank you for your guidance."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the newspaper and headed towards the government.