Super NPC system

Chapter 185 The Villager's Gift

"You..." Da Zhuang pointed at Mu Qingcheng and exclaimed in surprise.

"Hehe—Brother Big Zhuang——" Mu Qingcheng got acquainted with him a little bit, so he changed his name to brother and brother, and didn't call him uncle at all. What a blessing!

"I'm a monk, and I happened to pass by here, and found that there seemed to be something unusual about this 'Soul-Suppressing Mountain', so I came to have a look—" Mu Qingcheng said with a smile.

"You're a monk, but, that's the ghost king! You're not an ordinary little ghost, and ordinary monks can't defeat the powerful ghost king—" Da Zhuang was overjoyed at first, and then said dejectedly, their ancestors were also able to fly into the sky An expert who has escaped from the ground naturally knows the real comparison of strength, and the realm of the ghost king is not something that ordinary monks can deal with——

"Although the ghost king's realm is powerful, but being suppressed by this 'soul suppressing mountain', even if he can still exert his power, he is definitely not strong. I should be able to handle it—and I'm just going to investigate now. If the situation is not right, I escaped right away, and the ghost king will still be suppressed by then, so it won't be too late for me to leave—" Mu Qingcheng said, although this is very risky, after all, the ghost king's realm is equivalent to the 'consolidation' stage of a monk.

I don't know how much power this ghost king has been suppressed now. If he can still show the strength of the transformation stage, then Mu Qingcheng must be careful——

"This—" Da Zhuang was in a dilemma. He hoped that Mu Qingcheng could go, maybe he could relieve the dangers of the people in his village, but he also felt that Mu Qingcheng should not be dragged into the water. After all, this is the king of ghosts, not an ordinary little ghost. .But he also knew that Mu Qingcheng couldn't be stopped, everything could only depend on Mu Qingcheng's own will.

"Don't worry—I'm just going in to have a look—" Mu Qingcheng said, and was about to turn around and go up the mountain.

"Wait—" Da Zhuang shouted.

"My ancestor was one of the priests who suppressed the ghost king back then. After the ancestor suppressed the ghost king, he knew that he was no longer alive, and the ghost king would break the seal and escape one day, so he left us some things to deal with. The things of the ghost king, it’s a pity that our descendants are useless and cannot learn the skills left by our ancestors. Bring these things to you, maybe they will help you—” After finishing speaking, Da Zhuang ran to the back room and took out a handful of black wooden sword.

Afterwards, the villagers of the village all went home one after another to bring the things left by their ancestors. One hand took out an old bronze mirror, the other held a branch, and some held a cloth bag. The last seven 80 The [-]-year-old grandmother told her grandson to go home and brought out a long yellow cloth strip.

Mu Qingcheng really doubts what these things can be used for?

stamp!I probably understand why their ancestors died. They fought with the ghost king with these things, and they could suppress the ghost king first before they died. Their ancestors are already considered awesome.Then aunt, are you sure that the cloth your grandson brought out is not the cloth used for cutting new clothes for your family during the Chinese New Year?

"Now I'll hand you the sword left by my ancestors, I hope you'll be fine—" Da Zhuang solemnly handed over the wooden sword in Mu Qingcheng's hand.

"Ding—congratulations on getting a "Ten Thousand Years Peachwood Sword"."

A peach tree that has matured for a hundred years, grown into a spirit for a thousand years, and grown to ten thousand years old is already a rare treasure, and its quality has undergone tremendous changes.

"Fuck—I can't tell it's really a treasure—" Although Mu Qingcheng doesn't need it, he also knows that a wooden sword made of ten thousand-year-old peach wood is extremely precious. For monks like him, the value is no less than three top-grade magic weapons, and the practicality is still higher than the top-grade magic weapons.

After Da Zhuang handed over the wooden sword to Mu Qingcheng, others also came up one after another to hand over the treasures of their ancestors to Mu Qingcheng.

"Ding—congratulations on getting a piece of "Flame Dragon Wood"."

He had just picked up the branch that a villager handed over to him, and the system's prompt followed up with the name of the thing.

"Ding——congratulations on getting it..." Mu Qingcheng didn't know how many things he had received, but only remembered that the system's notification sounded more than 30 times, including useful, useless, precious, and waste materials. Both.

"Young man—this is the cloth left by my ancestors, it can help you conquer the ghost king, and now I give it to you, hoping to help you defeat the ghost king—" The old woman hugged the yellow cloth from her grandson, As she got older, it was a bit difficult to hold the piece of cloth, but the old woman was determined not to allow others to help her, saying that it was something left by her ancestors, passed down from generation to generation, and now she wanted to deliver it to Mu Qingcheng herself.

Mu Qingcheng solemnly reached out to take the yellow cloth.

"Ding——congratulations on getting an eighteen-foot-long yellow "spiritual cloth." Mu Qingcheng held the cloth in her hand, and it was really a cloth!I thought it was another bullshit thing.

Everyone finally handed over everything to Mu Qingcheng, and asked him to take it with him to subdue the ghost king——

"Pay attention to safety, these have nothing to do with you, alas! If you can't do anything, you should leave quickly, we don't blame you—" Da Zhuang sighed.

"Hahaha—don't worry! It's just a suppressed ghost king, I'll be fine—" Mu Qingcheng laughed when he saw that these people were lifeless, and put on a relaxed look.Everyone seems to be really infected by him, and they are no longer lifeless.

Mu Qingcheng reached out and waved at the things in front of him, swish, swish, and immediately received these things into the NPC space.

"Ding——Items for special missions, cannot be collected—" Suddenly the system's prompt sounded, and the piece of yellow cloth stayed firmly in place, and it couldn't be received in the NPC space.

"Yeah—" Mu Qingcheng looked at Huang Bu in amazement, this was the first time he encountered something that could not be received in the NPC space!It seems that there are still some strange things about this thing.Mu Qingcheng asked Da Zhuang for a rope, and tied the yellow cloth tightly behind his back. This thing must be of some use in the future.

"I'm leaving—" Mu Qingcheng bid farewell to everyone, and flew straight up the mountain.

According to the instructions of the villagers, Mu Qingcheng knew that there was an entrance behind the mountain, which could lead directly to the bottom of the mountain, and the ghost king was suppressed at the end.

Mu Qingcheng circled around, and found a dark hole dug out on the mountain. It was eerie, like the mouth of a hungry ghost, waiting for people who cast themselves into the trap to walk in.

Mu Qingcheng entered the cave, and with his golden core cultivation eyes, he could naturally see the road inside the cave clearly, and walked along the passage all the way in. It was quiet, only the sound of Mu Qingcheng's footsteps echoed in the cave.Occasionally, a startled bat flapped its wings and flew out.

Huh-ha-huh-ha-huh-

Finally, other sounds came from the cave, which seemed to be the sound of human beings exhaling and inhaling, but this sound was obviously louder and more gloomy, like the breathing of a giant.

Mu Qingcheng roughly estimated that with his speed, he should be close to the bottom of the mountain at this time, so it is obvious that the sound was made by the suppressed ghost king.

Pulling up his spirits, Mu Qingcheng secretly raised his guard, wondering how much power this ghost king can exert now after being suppressed?If he is weaker than himself, this is the best chance to kill the boss. If he is much stronger than himself, he can only go back and persuade the villagers to leave.

step - step - step -

Mu Qingcheng looked dignified, and her steps seemed a little heavy, as she walked down step by step.

Huh—ha—huh—those breathing sounds became louder, as if they sounded directly from the bottom of the heart, Mu Qingcheng's heart beat involuntarily following these breathing sounds, and her nerves tensed up.

"No—my heartbeat is too abnormal—" Mu Qingcheng suddenly realized that her heartbeat was beating with these breathing sounds, and it became extremely abnormal. Because the frequency of the breathing sound was relatively low, Mu Qingcheng's heartbeat It also slowed down, and if it continues like this, it might not be possible when the heartbeat suddenly stops.

"Quack quack——we've been discovered——" Just when Mu Qingcheng was suddenly alert, a gigantic, strange laugh echoed in the cave, it was really deafening.

"What—" Mu Qingcheng yelled loudly, knowing in her heart that the ghost king had appeared——

"Human taste - human taste - quack quack - delicious human taste, I haven't eaten human beings for a long time—" the ghost king said with a strange smile.He has already regarded Mu Qingcheng as his food.

(End of this chapter)