Please ask the dream

Because she was worried that just saying a word would end her exploration, Feng Xue carefully observed the residents of the village.

This village is not too big. Rather than being a serious real-life village, it is actually more like the one in the game. Put seven or eight houses and add a dozen NPCs to make it a village.

Of course, in reality, this does not mean that there are no such areas where there are only a dozen or so people in one village, but the problem is that there are too many people!

Yes, compared to a small village that looks like a novice gaming village, there are actually more than a dozen idle people!

You must know that population and visible number are two different concepts, because there cannot be too many idle people in the village, not to mention that the vast majority of these people are men!

Although it is not impossible to have a dreamland that is a bit strange, the more it is a dreamland, the more you should follow your intuition!

If it is a small village, there should be few people and houses. If it is a large village, there should be many people and houses. In any case, there should not be a situation where there are few houses but many people.

But Feng Xue’s doubts were soon relieved——

Because he noticed that the muscle structure of a man playing cards on the roadside was full of explosive power.

This is not a muscle that hunters or farmers can develop. He has either joined the army and received formal military training, or he has a side job.

After discovering this, Feng Xue went to see other passers-by and suddenly had an enlightenment.

Although they all appear to be farmers and hunters, only the people coming out of the big house in the center, which looks like the home of a local rich man, are wearing clothes made of good fabrics. But whether they are hunters, farmers, or servants coming out of the house, Even the two women on the roadside, the only two women on the street, have quite excellent body proportions.

An ordinary person would still be deceived by his superb acting skills, but for Feng Xue, who studied at Songyue's house, he could see the well-polished body at a glance.

"How could I forget that this is a fantasy dreamland with a martial arts background? Valley of the Wicked? Chinese Pavilion? Peace Inn?"

In Feng Xue's mind, a lot of masters who retired from the world, knights who were tired of disputes, and ronins whose sects were wiped out suddenly appeared in Feng Xue's mind. The scene in front of him of the small village that seemed counterintuitive to common sense suddenly changed. It has to be reasonable.

"According to the plot of an ancient online novel, the protagonist was born in such a novice village. He always thought that he was weak. The reason was that he was the last in the village in terms of fighting ability. He couldn't even defeat the chickens raised by the blacksmith next door. Later, he came to the world of martial arts. When people stand in the way of killing people and Buddhas stand in the way of killing Buddha, I finally realize that the village is full of peerless masters, and even that chicken is a mythical beast or something..."

Although Feng Xue only relied on breath and intuition, she felt that these people were a little stronger but limited, but they had martial arts backgrounds! Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is also a basic setting. Maybe he is a sweeper?

Touching his chin gently with his fingers, Feng Xue wandered at the entrance of the village for a while, and finally decided to go into the village to have a look. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he saw a young man walking up on his own initiative, speaking in a humble tone like a villager who had never seen the world. road:

"My dear hero, may I ask you what's the reason for coming to our little village?"

"Oh, your acting skills are good, but it was exposed in the end. After all, ordinary villagers cannot stand in such a posture of advancing, attacking, retreating and defending." Feng Xue saw through the magic contained in the other party's seemingly cowardly posture at a glance, but He didn't say it clearly. Now he was obviously worried that he would break the tranquility here. He thought about it and said:

"I heard that there are some Jianghu forces on Luoyun Mountain, so those who came to worship the mountain, I don't know..."

"Ah, this..." The young man's face showed some quite real doubts, then he shook his head and said:

"My hero, you are asking the wrong person. In our small village, how can we know the whereabouts of the heroes who come and go? Even if we usually see them, they disappear in a flash, so how can we know where they have gone? Woolen cloth?"

"Good guy, why did you adopt the ancient Chinese translation accent?" Feng Xue was shocked and speechless, but she still said:

"Who has the most knowledge in this village? I want to meet you!"

"Ah!" The young man was slightly surprised and quickly waved his hand:

"Where can you be worthy of being visited by a hero? I will take you to Uncle Quan right now!"

With that said, he immediately turned around and was about to take Feng Xue towards the village. Feng Xue raised her eyebrows but smiled secretly in her heart.

Although this young man's costume was so good that even Feng Xue's master-level acting skills could not detect any flaw, but when he mentioned the meeting, he still showed a flaw for a moment, which was caught by his keen intuition.

There is no doubt that the young man was afraid when he said he wanted to meet the most knowledgeable person in the village, but his fear was not that Feng Xue would cause harm to the knowledgeable person, but with a sense of regret and a sense of regret. The feeling of "If I had known I was fucking stupid, I should have made up a lie to fool him."

There is no doubt that he knows something about the sect forces on the mountain!

However, Feng Xue also noticed that just as he was talking, a servant not far away who seemed to have come out to fetch water carried a bucket back to the mansion. Although the movement seemed very natural, Feng Xue had no doubt that he was going back. Reporter.

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A moment later, Feng Xue walked into the mansion and saw the so-called "Uncle Quan", but at this moment, Feng Xue only had one thought in her mind -

"It's so fake!"

In fact, judging from the attire alone, this person's disguise is very good. Whether it is the position of his beard, the color of his hair, or the wrinkles on his face, he is exactly the same as a real middle-aged and elderly person. But the problem is precisely that Here, because of the furnishings in this room, I haven’t had time to change them.

"Are you pretending to be old while I'm here? This is really interesting."

At this time, Feng Xue had the mentality of a gamer who was exploring hidden tasks. She didn't care what the other person was thinking, she just raised her hands and said:

"Old man, I want to ask you, do you know where the Jianghu forces on this mountain are?"

When "Uncle Lao Quan" heard this, he suppressed the urge to slap the "leading party" to death. What should he say? When you brought the team here before, they were killed by accident?

And silence won't work. This is a dreamland, and the other party is an architect. Even if he kills the person, it will only expose more content.

He thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth, thinking that it would be better to die as a fellow Taoist than to die as a poor Taoist, so he simply said:

"My hero asked the people in the world. I don't know. But a few days ago, a group of people came out of the mountains. They didn't look like hunters from nearby villages. They seemed to have gone north."

"The mission is here!" Feng Xue sighed secretly in his heart, but felt that it was not a waste to just leave like this, so he asked for a follow-up——

"Old man, although I don't engage in loss-making business, I don't like to owe others. In this way, if you have any enemies, I will help you deal with them, and it can be regarded as repaying you for the information."

"No..." Uncle Quan was about to say no, but he suddenly remembered the previous information and couldn't help but chew his teeth in his heart. If this guy comes again and says "I have no enemies, then I will help you kill yourself." It’s okay” and so on, then it’s a trap!

If the character is stuck, he will die, but if the opponent finds out that he is a character card after killing him, it will be a disaster!

So, just when Feng Xue was thinking that she had asked a stupid question in order to build up her character, the old man went out of his way and showed a very realistic look of hatred and said:

"Since the hero is interested, the little old man will not hide it. Among the group of people who came out of the mountain before, there was a man with a scar on his eyebrow. If the hero can kill him, the little old man will be very grateful!"

While speaking, he also secretly gave a secret signal to the leader next to him. Upon seeing this, the leader immediately said in a very low voice:

"Hero, Uncle Quan's son was killed by those bastards..."