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Chapter 66 Repertoire: Stranger
A chasing fish monster stepped on a net hidden in the sand.

In an instant, the mechanism in the sand was triggered, and the net immediately bounced up and directly surrounded the monster. The subsequent mechanisms continued to be triggered, and several sharp thorns pierced through the net and directly pierced the fish monster.

The fish monster kept struggling, but its body was restricted by the net and it was difficult to break free directly. Instead, the violent struggle gradually stretched the pierced wound, and blood gushed out continuously.

I don't know what material this net is made of, but it's so strong.

He immediately realized the role of these sand nets, and began to look for the distribution of sand nets.

Unsurprisingly, a lot.

He turned a few corners and successfully made a fish monster step into the trap again.

But after the two companions were killed by the trap, the rest of the fish monsters also became more cautious.

"There is a certain degree of wisdom..." The white-haired man couldn't help baring his teeth.

Next, no matter how he tried, the fish monsters would deal with it carefully, and after a toss, only one fish monster was caught by the trap due to carelessness.

And his physical strength gradually bottomed out.

As for these monsters, it is obviously far from exhausted.

The man gasped, feeling his body's weakness.

Just as the fish monster approached him, loud gunshots rang out.

He could even see the dazzling fire flashing in front of his eyes.

The head of the fish monster at the front exploded instantly, and flames ignited on its body. This is obviously abnormal, but it is very useful.The fish monster struggled in the flames for a while, then fled towards the sea desperately.

But before returning to the ocean, a figure appeared directly from the reef next to it, and beat it down with a big sword that seemed to be made of stones, directly smashing most of the fish monster's body.

The other fish monsters were frightened one after another, and many figures appeared from the dense forest on the shore. Most of them had normal weapons, such as ordinary harpoons, and their clothes were very simple.

There was fear in their eyes looking at the monster, but it was obvious that so many people gathered here were fueled by greater courage.

People separated the fish monster from its companions, and then encircled them. The harpoon continued to poke forward, piercing the fish monster and screaming.

The man noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the reactions of these fish monsters.

After the gunshots and flames just now, they became timid and moved much slower.

Therefore, relying only on the people dressed up by these fishermen, they finally killed the fish monsters one by one on the beach.

After killing the fish monster, the fishermen cheered, as if celebrating the victory of courage.

But soon, their eyes gradually turned to the white-haired man, this conspicuous stranger.

Their eyes are a little fierce, and they don't seem to be very friendly.

"It's you who attracted these monsters!" One of the fishermen pointed at him with a gleaming harpoon.

The man raised his hand, and he didn't know why he made such a move, but he thought it was a good move, and it was easy to show his harmlessness.

"It's not me! I was also the one who was attacked!" he said.

He found that he could communicate with these people, even though he himself did not know what language he and these people spoke, but this issue was obviously not important at this time.

"It's you." The fierce Brother Shi Dajian came over carrying his weapon.

Without waiting for the man to refute, Brother Dajian said: "You bleed in the sea water, that's why they chased you."

The man was stunned: "Just a little blood?" He looked at the soles of his feet, because of the running just now, the wound expanded and the blood stains were serious.

"A little blood is enough to kill you. Maybe you did it unintentionally, but when you come to us, you have to follow our rules. I'm sorry."

The white-haired man was caught, his hands and legs were tied with thick rope, like a pig about to be roasted.

While being escorted, the white-haired man also saw the person who had shot before.

An old man with black hair mixed with white and gray temples, but tall and straight, wearing a complete set of costumes completely different from those of the fishermen around him, exuding a vicissitudes of life.

At his waist were pinned a thin silver sword and the pitch-black gun.

The barrel is long and looks like an old-fashioned musket.

But he will not underestimate this gun, the performance of the fish monster before, and the image of him shooting flames from the gun to ignite the beach after the battle is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Everyone else respected the old man very much.

The white-haired man said: "What will happen to me?"

The old man next to him glanced at him and said, "Maybe they were sacrificed to the gods, or turned into food reserves."

"It doesn't sound like a good end, just because I accidentally spilled a little blood on the beach?"

"This drop of your blood may kill us all."

"why?"

"Those monsters don't like to go ashore, they only like to wander along the coast, but if there is a smell of blood, it will give them a motivation, and after they go ashore, they will not easily return to the sea without gaining anything." The old man's voice was confident. Full, yet soft-sounding.

"Forgive me, I can work to fix it!" the white-haired man said.

"What can you do with thin arms and legs?" Brother Dajian sneered from the side.

"That's better than sacrificing to some god..." He subconsciously thought that gods and the like were unreliable self-comfort.

The old man shook his head: "Retaining a foreigner who brings disaster is far less important than the spiritual sustenance that a sacrifice brings to everyone."

The man stared at the old man and said: "Old man, you can say this, which shows that you are a sensible person. Please save me and let me live!"

"Why are you obsessed with surviving? Many people in this world would rather throw themselves into the sea and become bait for monsters."

The man was speechless for a moment.

Yes, I don't remember anything, why must I live?
"No, those who are still alive don't need to answer why they want to live!" the man said.

The old man's small eyes carefully looked at the man who was tied up and in a very ugly posture: "That's a good sentence, then let me ask you, give you a weapon, do you dare to face those monsters?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then looked at the gun on the old man's waist.

The old man noticed his gaze, and couldn't help but chuckled, but soon his smile became calm again: "Forget it, I'll help you talk to them, if they don't want to, then I can't help it."

The man looked suspicious.

A large part of the reason why he asked the old man for help was because he saw that the old man had a good status. How could he not be able to convince others?
The old man didn't come back, and the man writhed like a caterpillar, but with such a shameful posture, he couldn't see anything more, so he had to let it go.

After a while, he caught a glimpse of a village before him.

All the wooden houses are filled with dilapidated and decadent meaning.

However, after seeing them coming back, there were obviously scattered cheers in the village.

After that, it is the repulsion and exploration of him as a foreigner.

He was taken into the village, and finally left in an empty house with a strong stench, and then no one cared about him.

He waited quietly in the dark for a long time, and finally, footsteps came from outside.

crunch.

The door was pushed open, and two people walked in, it was the old man and Brother Dajian.

The man looked up sideways and saw them.

"Boy, everyone agrees to save your life, but you need to show your worth." Brother Dajian said bluntly.

"I think it's hard to show my worth when I'm tied up," the man said.

Brother Dajian and the old man looked at each other, then leaned over and cut the rope on his body with a small stone knife.

The man just got up.

"What's your name?" the old man asked.

"I don't have a name."

"You're so big and you don't have a name?" Brother Dajian didn't believe it.

"I have forgotten a lot of things, and I don't know anything." The man said seriously, his eyes full of sincerity.

The old man nodded slightly, touched his chin and said, "Do you mind if I give you a nickname?"

"Whatever you want, it's much more convenient to have a title."

"Rosie. How about this."

"Yes." The man had no objection. Although the old man was easy to speak, he did not forget his situation.

"Well, there is a shortage of people in the village, so you have a lot to do. If the villagers ask you for something, as long as it is not something that insults your personality, then you have to accept it. If you have any questions or disputes, you can come to me." The old man Said.

"for example?"

"Grow crops, move things, raise animals, weave cloth, and... hunt approaching beasts," said the old man.

"I accept." Luo Xi responded without changing his expression.

"You have to work here for three years, and you will be free after three years. You can choose to live here, or you can choose to go to other places, it's up to you." The old man said.

Rosie nodded.

"Then it's your first job." The old man looked at Brother Dajian next to him.

Rosie also looked over.

Brother Dajian directly reached out and patted his shoulder. Luo Xi immediately felt that his shoulder was about to be dislocated, but he still resisted it and didn't show it.

"Your body is too weak. You can't do heavy and tiring work like this. If you want to be able to satisfy everyone, this is the first thing you do. I will help you!" Brother Dajian showed a hearty smile .

But Luo Xi always felt strange in his words, illusion?

(End of this chapter)