Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

"Nianzi, you brat, can you call the village chief's grandfather?"

Before Lin Tian could make a sound, the proprietress of the teahouse next to her glared angrily, and scolded, "Hurry up! Otherwise, you won't be able to eat tea and snacks with me next time!"

"Hey... Aunt Deng, don't be aggressive, I'll go right away!"

Zhang Nian shrank his head, smiled hippiely for a while, then turned around and ran away.

As Zhang Nian ran away, other village names that had already dispersed not far away were still watching from a distance.

It's just that the previous discussions are gone.

Maybe they are all waiting for the arrival of the village chief, so ask them what is going on.

"Little brother, how are you?"

The proprietress of the teahouse asked Lin Tian curiously.

The proprietress is also in her forties, with clear nasolabial folds and a tired look on her face. Obviously, it is not easy to run this teahouse.

The other party is just an ordinary woman, working hard to support her family!

And Lin Tian found out that not only the proprietress, but also the other people present were ordinary people too!

None of them have any cultivation.

Not even basic fists and kicks!

If it has been practiced, calluses will appear on the palms to varying degrees, and the second is that the whole body will be stronger than ordinary people!

But obviously.

These people in front of them are all ordinary people who couldn't be more ordinary!

"I'm just passing by!"

Lin Tian smiled lightly, and said: "Passing by here, curious, so I broke in and asked for a cup of tea! But the way you came in is really strange, you only found it after walking a long way!"

In the words, Lin Tian is half-truth and half-false.

Curious if that's true!

Just now, he scanned everyone present with his spiritual sense, checked them one by one, and found that there was nothing wrong with them.

If you want to say a curse, it is impossible to hide it from him!

"Are you a martial arts expert? Or a person who cultivates immortals? That's not right. There are basically no immortal masters in the modern city! I have already gone to the cultivation city. After all, the modern city is not suitable for immortal masters to practice! At most There are martial arts experts..."

The proprietress stared at Lin Tian with curious eyes, and said puzzledly: "If you are just a strong martial artist, can you walk through the skeleton wilderness? Impossible! Besides, you were not discovered by the skeleton army, which is even more surprising! "

The modern city is not suitable for immortal masters to practice?

They all ran to the city of comprehension?

I knew a little from Yan Ling before that the crypt also has the same modern city as the surface!

Could it be that that day city is where the modern world is located?

This is a bit interesting!

Lin Tian thought about it, and then sent a message to Mo Xiaomo: "Do you know the Skeleton Wasteland? And what kind of Skeleton God Army..."

"The Skeleton Wasteland, the northern part of the Demon Dragon Forest, is a forbidden place in the Manglong Ancient Domain!"

Mo Xiaomo was silent for a long time, seeming to search for memories, and then said: "The Skeleton God Army is a group of comprehension mercenaries located in the depths of the Skeleton Wasteland! They occupy the Skeleton Wasteland and are enemies of many cultivation cities! The forbidden area is dangerous, they can attack and retreat It can be defended, many powerful sects have nothing to do with them!"

"Entering the Skeleton Wasteland, they want to collect benefits! They have to share half of the treasures they get, and they also charge tolls when passing through the wasteland..."

"Speaking of it, it's almost like a group of rogues who do all kinds of evil! It's just that they claim to be the saviors of the Skeleton Wasteland, and they are the God's Army!"

At the end, Mo Xiaomo couldn't help curling her lips.

Obviously, he disdains the Skeleton Army.

After hearing this, Lin Tian understood.

If you really want to pass through the Skeleton Wasteland, the average person will really encounter that kind of Skeleton God Army.

"I walked around, there are other ways!"

Lin Tian responded ambiguously to the proprietress.

The proprietress was dubious.

But seeing that Lin Tian didn't want to say too much, she stopped asking.

At this time.

A group of people came.

Several tall men walked towards an old man.

The old man had a long white beard, a head of white hair, and bright eyes, and walked with healthy steps.

In front is the young Zhang Nian who just left.

"Hawthorne, it's here!"

The young Zhang Nian pointed to the side of the teahouse and said excitedly to the old man.

Obviously that old man is the village chief Hawthorne!

snap~

Behind the old village chief Huo Sang, a middle-aged man gave Zhang Nian a chestnut.

Zhang Nian covered his head and grinned, but he didn't care at all, still smiling playfully.

The old village chief Hawsang had a smile on his lips, and he didn't seem to care about Zhang Nian's address, obviously he was used to it.

"Village Chief, you are here!"

Aunt Deng, the proprietress, pointed at Lin Tian and wondered: "He may be from Tianzhou City, but how he came here is really a mystery! It is said to be a small way..."

Huo Sang stepped forward, looked at Lin Tian for a while, and finally sighed helplessly: "Son, it's good that you have entered our Lost Village! If you are still wandering in the Dragon Forest, you might be touched by the Skeleton Army." Arrive! Even the disciples of Manglong City may want to arrest you..."

Disciple of Manglong City?

Are they all that fierce!

Lin Tian was speechless, so he smiled and said: "I... come from Tianzhou! I was just curious about the Demon Dragon Forest, saying that there are many strange places and villages here, so I came here alone for a hike! There is no danger on the road , Wandering around in this forest, found this ruin, unexpectedly there is a village here!"

talking.

Lin Tian was also looking at a few people, and found that they were just ordinary people, and there were no practitioners.

Even if it is a martial artist, it does not exist, and they have never practiced!

What an ordinary village!

There should be no curses!

Think so.

Huo Sang sat down on the opposite side and said to Lin Tian: "It seems that you have known about our side. But you shouldn't come here... We are lost in the village, and it is not peaceful! We are a cursed village, and outsiders will not come here. good!"

What a curse!

Lin Tian frowned, his eyes brightened, he became excited, and said, "Is there really a curse? What kind of curse is it?"

"It's not good to tell you! Son, listen to the old man, and leave tomorrow! You will stay at Aunt Deng's teahouse today, and I will let Zhang Nian and the others take you away tomorrow! Go back to your Tianzhou... That place is great, it is said that the rich are so rich, they live a carefree life, and will not be troubled by wars every day! It's a pity... I don't have a chance to go there!"

Huo Sang gave Lin Tian some instructions, then sighed again, and said, "It's right here, don't run around!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry with people.

In the living room of a big family, a man following hurriedly said: "Old village chief, is there something wrong with this little guy?"

"No problem! The old man can't sense any fluctuations in him, he should be an ordinary person in Tianzhou! This little guy is really lucky!"

Hawsang shook his head, sighed in a low voice, and then said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and make an agreement with other villagers, and you are not allowed to mention today's events with outsiders in the future!"

...

In front of the teahouse.

Lin Tian was dragged into the teahouse by Aunt Deng, the proprietress.

In desperation, Lin Tian could only go in.

"You have to leave tomorrow! What a good boy, don't come here to kill yourself!"

Aunt Deng, the proprietress, said solemnly.

Lin Tian looked at the nervousness of the proprietress, full of doubts in his heart, and finally asked curiously: "That... what is the curse here?"

"It's very simple..."

The proprietress looked around and found that no one else was there, so she whispered: "Can't you see why it is called Lost Village? We are all lost! It is also said that we are useless people abandoned by our ancestors! We are all useless people! Yancheng After being ruined, we are left behind, but we are disabled and lost!"