Terror broadcast

There was a brief silence in the room, which even seemed a little depressed. This kind of pressure was different from the embarrassment caused by one's own injuries when facing Westerners. Westerners were just a nuisance, not much pressure. Those mysterious people Su Bai mentioned, because of mystery, because of unknown, because of infiltration step by step,

What it brings is really a solid sense of oppression.

It's like dark clouds rolling in on the sea.

"Could it be a new wave of NPCs?" Fatty began to analyze: "There is a game I don't know if you have played. Monk and Gyatso probably haven't played it. Abai, you should have played it. It's called "Rogue". "Speed ​​Car";

In the context of a city game, you control a person to do tasks. Of course, you can also kill people, set fires, steal cars, and drive around. The first few generations of this game were actually very rough. For example, in the city background, there were only a few types of pedestrians and cars. Wherever the protagonist of the game went, he could see the same pedestrians and the same cars in many corners of the city. Constantly spinning and moving.

In later generations, with the improvement of game development level, NPC facial expressions have been greatly improved, but this problem still exists. After all, if you want to set all the cars and pedestrians in a city to look different, then It would be a massive project and unrealistic. "

Su Bai smiled and said, "Fat man, you mean what went wrong with the horror broadcast and confused these NPCs? It means that the beggars who were beggars yesterday were one group of people, and those who were eating downstairs today are the same group. The people at the table are from another group of people, and the waiter who just served tea is from another group of people, but because of the problem of the terrorist broadcast itself, they look the same?"

The fat man nodded, "We can't rule out this reason."

The monk directly retorted at this time: "Terrorist broadcasts will make mistakes, but they will not make such obvious mistakes. There is no need to doubt this. Its mistakes may be caused by us on Fulong Mountain, for example." It ends inexplicably, but the traces of error are just a feeling we have inferred, and we will never be able to find any obvious evidence.

If you say that even the NPC sidekicks in its story world can get their faces wrong, that would be an underestimation of horror broadcasting. "

"Yes, this should not be the mistake of the terrorist broadcast, and it will never be the mistake of the terrorist broadcast. Even if a supreme existence makes a mistake, it will only make mistakes at its level. It will not make mistakes so conspicuously. We observe it directly with the naked eye.

I agree more with Su Bai's point of view. We were stared at by a group of mysterious people, but for some unknown reason, they did not attack us directly. Instead, they chose to observe and follow us, and even did not hesitate to disguise themselves as waiters. Tea, just to observe us from a further distance. "

"Stop guessing. How about we grab a tongue and ask?" the fat man suggested.

Then, the fat man found that the other people's eyes were on him, and they were looking at him with a **** look.

The fat man smiled bitterly, "Haha, this is unrealistic. I'm just kidding, haha."

How can it be so simple to catch a person's tongue? The surveillance on him and others is already pervasive. At this time, it is too natural to think of catching one of them for questioning;

Not to mention whether he can succeed is still a matter of debate. If he succeeds, his accomplices will probably be killed before he can be tied up with a rope and tortured for questioning. In this way, what is the point of questioning? It's better to just declare a break and start a war.

"Now is not the time to break up. If they are willing to follow, they can continue to follow. Let's seize the time to recover. No matter what happens or unexpected, our own strength is the most fundamental reliance. Su Bai, do you think we should continue to move now? ?" the monk said.

Su Bai smiled and said, "With this bunch of bullies here, it's meaningless where we go. Since they are not ready to take action now, let's just stay here and save the trouble. Take your time and take a few more breaths." ."

"Okay, let's go back to sleep." The fat man didn't care about anything else and lay back on the bed to take a nap.

The little guy who was originally put on the bed by Su Bai climbed on the fat man's belly. The fat man was not angry, but deliberately bumped his belly to play with him. The kid's closest friend was Su Bai, and he also played well with the fat man. , but he is very indifferent to the monk and Gyatso, and usually does not even give a smile;

Obviously, although the little guy looks like a child crawling around with his butt naked, his heart is also very clear and pure. The monk and Gyatso wanted to eat him at first, so naturally they don't want to eat him now. How can I be on good terms with them?

Gyatso sat on the ground again. After entering meditation, the sound of bones rubbing continuously came from his body. He was obviously suffering from huge pain, but he also used this method to speed up the healing of his bones.

The monk was not in a hurry. He brought out the old tea and poured a cup of herbal tea for himself and Su Bai. The two sat in silence.

About half an hour later, the monk was a little tired. He rested his chin with one hand and fell asleep sitting at the table. However, Tianran's posture made Su Bai feel very strange. This was something that could not be explained in words. Feel.

Everyone has their own things to keep at the bottom of the box, and among the four, the monk obviously has the most secrets. Su Bai didn't pay attention to this. He stood up and saw that the little guy was already lying on the fat man's belly and taking a nap with the fat man. Although there were four adults and one child inside, it seemed very quiet and you could hear a pin drop.

Su Bai opened the back window of the room. Outside was a forest, very quiet.

Just leaning against the window edge and looking into the distance, Su Bai was in a daze for a while unconsciously. Then, wherever he looked, he discovered that there were subtle crisp sounds coming from the forest. He acted as if nothing had happened. He closed the window quietly, then stood on one side of the window, secretly looking outside through the gap in the paper window.

It seemed that Su Bai closed the window and let the people outside breathe a sigh of relief. They finally started to move again.

Immediately afterwards, in Su Bai's line of sight, a group of Qing soldiers wearing armor and swords appeared, and these Qing soldiers were obviously not the local green camp or ordinary soldiers. The chill atmosphere of their command and prohibition, even through this distance At a glance, Su Bai could feel it very clearly.

But after these people got close, they all hid in the woods and made no more movements. But Su Bai knew that things were not that simple anymore. If it was said that those mysterious people were just monitoring every move of himself and others, it would be okay for the time being. It doesn't matter, but the approach of these soldiers means that there may not be much time before they take action. Those mysterious people may have special abilities to slowly lurk, and these soldiers are all ordinary people. How can such a large group of people play something like lurking for a long time?

The monk who had taken a nap also woke up at this time, walked behind Su Bai, and asked:

"The poor monk smells murderous intent."

Su Bai pointed to the window, "There is a group of soldiers coming outside. There are quite a few people. Visually, there are at least three to four hundred people here. If the other party is encircling them, there are probably nearly a thousand people."

"They are planning to take action." The monk also looked solemn, "It's a pity that we can't wait one more day."

By waiting one more day, everyone will recover a little more strength, and they will be able to deal with it more calmly.

"A group of mysterious people are responsible for monitoring us. Now there is a group of Qing soldiers outside. Monk, what did you think of?" Su Bai asked.

The monk pondered for a moment, "It is said that the founders of the Qing Dynasty, Nurha and Chi, found the dragon veins of the Jurchens, so they were able to raise an army with thirteen pairs of armor and finally make a fortune. During this period, in the background of this story world Under the circumstances, since there are truly Taoist masters like Lin Zhengying, there are many monsters in the demon cave, there are also demons on Fulong Mountain and the Taoist law field that already exists, how could the imperial court in this secular world not keep captives of its own? A group of masters have risen up.”

"It's similar to what I thought. We have always ignored them, so we just kept away from the eyes of ordinary people, but we were still noticed by others."

"The fact that they can call for the Qing troops to come over can be regarded as confirming their identity. Those mysterious people can confirm our location in advance and even deduce some of what we are going to do. There should be people inside who are good at deduction, but it is impossible to say that there is no exhaustive plan. , at least, they probably didn’t figure it out, you have already remembered their faces, even if they were still beggars at that time.”

"If I had known better, we could have just gone all the way to the demon cave. If we were delayed here, we would have been caught in a trap." Su Bai teased, and then shook his head, "It doesn't make any sense, since people can pretend to be beggars and wait outside the city. Us, it means that people have accurate information about our location for a long time, and they can intercept us wherever they go."

"Actually, it's right to enter the city. The other party is obviously a bit wary. Otherwise, it would be impossible to give us an extra day to breathe. After all, this is not the time when the Qing Dynasty just entered the customs. Things like the Three Massacres in Jiading on the 10th in Yangzhou are happening. I could still do it when I first entered the customs, but now it is no longer suitable, and they are also afraid that people like us will go crazy in the end and the impact will be too big."

Just as Su Bai and Fatty were chatting with each other, the violent sound of fighting and friction suddenly came from outside. Su Bai leaned over and looked outside, and found that the Qing soldiers who had just lurked over were receding like the tide, and behind them At the market entrance over there, there was a faint cry of killing.

Su Bai simply opened the window and looked out, and saw a man waving a magic wand on the opposite street. Groups of Qing soldiers swarmed in, but many of them were killed and injured by the wind blade.

"Oh, those Westerners stepped on the thunder first." Su Bai pointed to the group of Qing soldiers who swarmed up but fell to the ground like leeks, and said: "Monk, does this scene look like it? Was it when the Senggelinqin cavalry charged at the British and French gun formations?"

The monk shook his head and said, "It's different."

Sure enough, as soon as the monk finished speaking, several diners wearing expensive clothes who were eating on the ground floor of the inn where Su Bai was staying came out of the air with long swords in hand, pointing directly at the Western magician.

"Qi Refiner." The monk confirmed, "This is really a messy story world, with all the cows, ghosts, and snakes."