No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 232 Returning to the Village
"There are really mice?!" The deacon raised his voice, "Where are Xu Wang and Li Chai?"

Ning Luo hurriedly explained: "The foreman has gone to help catch the mice. He said he wanted to trap the mice in the pit and kill them together, so let me beg you to come over."

The deacon had no doubts.

Because of this momentary effort, fewer and fewer workers came up with their carts.

Now after Ning Luo said this, he finally knew that the workers were busy catching mice.

Of course, those people were actually beaten by Ning Luo and died long ago.

The deacon is anxious.

Rat infestation is minor, but exposure is major.

If this group of demon rats gnawed down the burrow they dug out, then the matter of stealing the black gold mine would definitely be noticed by the god of harvest.

No one asked about stealing chickens for ten years, but once the rats plagued the world, it was known!

That would be a big deal!
The deacon glanced at Ning Luo, although he faintly felt something was wrong, but in the end he didn't think much about it.

Without saying a word, he stood up and walked quickly to the spiral staircase.

Unexpectedly, Ning Luo behind him suddenly became violent!
"drink!"

Ning Luo's calf suddenly exerted force, the force gathered at the waist, and then passed to the elbow, and rushed towards the deacon!

Even though he was congenitally weak, the inertia brought by his whole body weight was enough to shake the deacon on the edge of the cliff by two steps.

"you!!!"

The deacon didn't expect it, and had no time to react, so he stumbled and fell from the edge of the furnace!
The surrounding scene gradually collapsed.

Ning Luo knew that it was a sign that the dream was shattered.

Just like dreaming about falling from a tall building or the edge of a cliff in a dream, it is often a signal to wake up from the dream.

The same is true for deacons.

The weightlessness and the whistling wind in his ears made him instantly aware of the abnormality.

He finally understood why he felt disobedient before, because this thin worker should not have existed in this forge, or even in this world.

This is a dream.

And Ning Luo was the heretic who broke into his dreamland!
The steel pillars collapsed inch by inch, and the annular furnace collapsed!
The flames soared into the sky, and the lava spread!
The fat deacon eventually turned into a bloated mouse.

Zhang Xu tall body, plus a rat tail entangled with black and gold bone spurs like a mace.
Ning Luo can be sure that when he faces this mouse trick, he will not have any chance of winning at present.

But at least this time, he won.

Because the internal organs of the mouse were still in the gap between the alternation of decorations, its body had already landed heavily.

Snapped!
A puddle of meat paste!
Indeed, when the dream is broken, the height of the rat's den is actually far less than that of the blacksmith.

Theoretically speaking, even if the mouse jumps from the top of the mouse hole, it can't fall to death.

But it jumped from the top of the furnace.

It's easy to understand, although in the process of alternating reality and reality, the terrain of the strange land has changed.

But Shugui's falling speed has not changed!

The melting furnace with a height of 300 feet is more than [-] meters.

Falling from this height, even if it is a rat, its internal organs cannot withstand such a terrifying impact!

Ning Luo stood beside the ruins of the furnace, his eyes indifferent.

But if he knew the inside story, the deacon would surely die.

Because of the rat problem, he will definitely take care of it.

If he wanted to save trouble and asked Ning Luo to bring two Fire Spirit Orbs to rescue the scene, then Ning Luo would cremate him on the spot.

On the contrary, just like now, let him fall to his death from a high altitude.

Ning Luo hurriedly came to the deacon's dead body, but saw that besides the ashes all over the floor, there was also a dark golden blade and most of the fire spirit beads that had lost their brilliance.

Perhaps because of the alternation of virtual and real, there seems to be one of the gray beads that glows like a scarlet cloud.

Ning Luo stretched out his hand and put all of them back into his bag.

But the dark golden blade fell into his palm, like a scroll of mountains and rivers.

Ning Luo's eyes narrowed slightly: "Forbidden artifacts, that is, Dao artifacts? But is this Dao artifact owned by the saint, or is it that there were other enlightened people in the Underworld?"

Ning Luo was not in a hurry to find an answer.

At present, he has only figured out the mechanism of the deceitful realm. Although he has gone farther than almost everyone else on this road, there is still a long way to go to find out Cangming's past with such trivial clues.

After obtaining the forbidden artifact fragments, the rat den in the ruins collapsed again.

The ruins and ruined walls scattered like powder all over the sky, and finally turned into a vast gray mist, dissipating and disappearing.

The sky was filled with gray fog, and the passage reappeared.

The fragments of the forbidden weapon transformed into a lonely boat, carrying Ning Luo to break through the mystery!

Until the gray mist whizzed past Ning Luo's ears, the rusty dark gold blade fell into Ning Luo's palm in an instant.

Ning Luo staggered two steps and fell out of the gray fog.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already Lingcun.

Ning Luo looked around, and then at his own palm.

Well, no wound was cut, it seems that there is no need to worry about getting tetanus.

But this trip can be regarded as a complete success, because he has successfully solved a strange situation without the help of dealing with ghosts and gods!
The only pity was that he hadn't been able to see the side of the so-called ghosts and gods, and he hadn't been able to pretend to be aggressive in front of ghosts and gods.

If ghosts and gods come to the door and ask him if he needs to trade or not.

But Ning Luo was full of confidence and calmly refused.

How exciting is that?

"Tsk, what a pity."

Ning Luo shook his head to himself, but out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the village chief who had been waiting for a long time with his back bent.

"Village head? Are you waiting for me?"

The village head opened his mouth slightly, his expression seemed a little shocked, then he nodded and said, "That's right, I want to see what the result will be when you come back."

Ning Luo realized that the village head was leaning on a cane with one hand, and the other hand was behind his back, as if he was holding something.

It wasn't because of the delusion of being killed, but Ning Luo's intuition could almost conclude that it would be a murder weapon.

A murder weapon that might be used to kill him!

The village chief also noticed Ning Luo's gaze, and said slowly: "I didn't explain it to you earlier, but there are only three kinds of people who leave the village."

"Or, people who go out and never come back."

"Or, after coming back, people with some extra parts on their bodies."

"Or, after coming back, some parts of the body are missing."

Ning Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he understood instantly.

The so-called extra parts are nothing more than monsters corroded and distorted by the fog.

And the so-called lack of some parts. Mostly refers to the person who has completed a deal with ghosts and gods, thus gaining power!

The village chief paused, shook his head and said, "For decades, there have been a few young people in the village who have made deals with ghosts and gods, trying to escape from this village. But they ended up..."

The village chief shook his head and didn't say any more.

But Ning Luo was confused.

There were also natives who could trade with ghosts and gods before?

It turns out that trading with ghosts and gods is not the patent of time travelers, so perhaps, the ability to weave dreams is not simply due to the identity of time travelers, but comes from Cang Ming itself.

As for the fate of the seniors, it was nothing more than pawning everything they owned, but they failed to escape in the end.

But Ning Luo also heard an unexpected piece of information from the words of the village chief.

Ning Luo: "Where's my companion? He went out with me, but he got lost as soon as he stepped into the gray mist. Didn't he come back?"

The village head couldn't tell whether it was joy or disappointment, but he shook his head slowly: "No, I advise you. Don't have too many hopes."

Uh.
Hope there is still.

Lu Chuan is considered high-playing at any rate, and it is not difficult for him to break through the strange situation.

It's just that Ning Luo didn't expect that Lu Chuan's customs clearance speed would be slower than him.

But it's reasonable to think about it carefully.

After all, when Lu Chuan first entered the strange world, he had to gain power through trading with ghosts and gods.

He has to wait until the ghosts show up, so it's understandable that it takes more time.

But Ning Luo used "killing in a dream", although this method is not easy, and the process is quite complicated.

But at least slightly faster than Lu Chuan.

Ning Luo thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "I think he will definitely come back."

Hearing the words, the village chief squinted his eyes slightly, and a fierce light flashed in his pupils: "Well, the old man will watch here for you."

Ning Luo nodded, but did not point out.

Thinking about it, if there were more deformed parts on his body when he returned, he would probably be a corpse now.

Because not only the village chief, but also Ning Luo's talent for social terror engraved in his DNA, has already noticed that there are still a few eyes dormant around him.

It seems that the village itself is also in danger.

But no matter what Lu Chuan did, the matter on his side was resolved anyway.

Before waiting for Lu Chuan to return, maybe you can go to the statue of the saint first.

"There are so many ashes, it should be enough for me to see the secrets of the Dao of Spiritual Consciousness."

(End of this chapter)