The Burial of the Fantasy City

The air is filled with the smell of earth mixed with the smell of grass.

The ancient trees at the entrance of the village are intricately rooted, tall and vigorous as a dragon. Underneath one of the Cen Tian ancient trees stands a bluestone stele that reads ‘Yellow River Ancient Village’.

Rows of willow trees in the village hide rows of rustic houses.

The players who entered the village before Mo Yu were all concentrated in front of a house on the east side of the village. From time to time, you can see players squeezed out of the crowd, and they all have an extra iron weapon in their hands, or a knife, or a gun, or a sword. Players with weapons impatiently walk through the northern exit of the village.

“The grocery store…”

As soon as Mo Yu approached, he understood what was going on, players concentrated here to buy new weapons sold in the grocery store, after all, owning weapons must be more efficient than brushing monsters empty-handed.

Soon it was Mo Yu’s turn.

“Little brother is also going to buy new weapons, right?”

The owner of the grocery store was a man in his forties, and he looked at Mo Yu and asked with a smile.

“Hmm,” Mo Yu nodded.

“For every 10 million realm coins for a newbie weapon, what type does the little brother need?”

The amount of Ten Thousand World Coins needed to purchase a newbie weapon is exactly the amount given away by the game system.

“Long sword”

Mo Yu said while taking out 10 Ten Thousand Realm Coins.

“This is the long sword that the little brother needs, you take it.”

After collecting the Ten Thousand World Coins, the grocery store owner took out the iron rookie sword from the counter and handed it to Mo Yu.

“If the little brother wants to go to the wild to fight monsters and upgrade next, remember to go to the wild in the north of the village, where the low-level desolate beasts are the most suitable for you.”

When Mo Yu took the novice long sword, the shopkeeper instructed again.

“North… Thank you”

After thanking him, Mo Yu turned around and walked to the north of the village.

A few minutes later, the village’s northern exit was nearby.

Mo Yu saw from a distance that there was an emaciated boy about seven or eight years old at the exit, constantly pulling the passing players and begging for something. And those players who were pulled by the little boy, each of them listened to the little boy for a while, and finally dumped him impatiently.

“Go away for Grandpa, Grandpa’s current time is not enough for leveling, how can I waste it on this little bit of yours, find what Raushizi [Snow Bamboo Grass] for you!”

“Please, the medicine for my mother’s cure is now inferior to [Snow Bamboo Grass] as a medicine guide!”

“Fuck off! It’s your mother, not mine! ”

A big man rudely pushed the little boy, and the little boy’s weak body was thrown up, and then happened to be supported by the approaching Mo Yu.

“Little one, are you all right?” Mo Yu asked casually.

Although he was held up, the little boy’s immature little face became a little pale at the moment.

“I… It’s okay, thanks big brother! ”

After the little boy in patched clothes stood up, he spoke to Mo Yu.

“Made! It’s really shameful to be delayed by this kid for a long time! There is no reward, and you want others to find herbs for you! ”

The big man didn’t look at the little boy again, and scolded and walked into the wild.

After the big man left, the little boy had a trace of stubbornness between his eyebrows, he looked at Mo Yu with hopeful eyes, and opened his mouth and begged: “Big brother, my mother has a strange disease, and I need a [Snowbamboo Grass] as a medicine introduction to cure it, can you help me?” ”

Without waiting for Mo Yu to speak, the little boy said again: “When I was born, my father was seriously injured during the hunt, and after barely healing, he seemed to be no different from ordinary people, but his body was actually like a withered body. Over the years, the family has been relying on my mother to barely survive, and now my mother is seriously ill, but my father and I are unable to find [Snow Bamboo Grass] for my mother. I just begged a lot of people, and they were all unwilling to help me because I couldn’t get paid. ”

Speaking of this, the little boy’s face was solemn, he raised his right hand and pointed to the sky with five fingers.

“I, Xiao Chen, swear with my soul, as long as the eldest brother can help me find [Snow Bamboo Grass], he will repay your kindness when he grows up!”

“Little one, what did you just say your name was?”

With a slight expression, Mo Yu asked.

“Big brother, my name is Xiao Chen.” Seeing that after listening to his words, Mo Yu not only did not show impatience like those in front of him, but also made him reiterate his name, and the little boy named Xiao Chen seemed to feel a glimmer of hope.

“Xiao Chen… Xiao Chen” Mo Yu whispered softly, and then he said, “Does your village have another name-Zulong Village?” ”

Xiao Chen’s face was surprised, and said, “Big brother, aren’t you a stranger?!” How did you know that our village is still called Zulong Village! ”

The NPCs in the online game “Ten Thousand Worlds”, such as Xiao Chen in front of him, are called aborigines. Players like Mo Yu are called Inhumans.

After hearing Xiao Chen’s answer, Mo Yu’s eyes flickered.

Yellow River, Xiao Chen, Zulong Village!

“Little fellow, has there been a rare drought here in the past two years, and the section of the Yellow River in front of the village has almost dried up?”

“Big brother, you even know this?!”

Xiao Chen opened his mouth wide.

“A few months ago, there was indeed a once-in-a-century drought, and the water of the Yellow River was bottomed out, and a stone tablet inscribed with ‘Yongzhen Yellow River’ was revealed, and the village elders said that this stone tablet was said to have fallen from the sky when Dayu was controlling the water. The villagers specially cleaned the stone stele and burned incense every day to worship, until not long ago, when torrential rains fell and the Yellow River rose again, and the stone stele disappeared.”

With Xiao Chen’s words, Mo Yu could be sure that the so-called Yellow River Novice Village was the Zulong Village in the fantasy novel he had seen in his previous life.

At this moment, Mo Yu was extremely glad that those people before refused to help Xiao Chen, otherwise he would have missed a heavenly skill.

“Little one, I can help you find [snowbamboo grass], and I don’t need your vow.”

Mo Yu said slowly.

“Big brother, you, you promised! That’s great! That’s great! ”

Hearing Mo Yu’s promise to help him find [Snow Bamboo Grass], Xiao Chen jumped up happily.

After a while.

“Big brother, my mother said that the grace of dripping water will spring up to repay it, and I must swear to you that he will repay it every day.”

Xiao Chen said seriously.

Seeing this, Mo Yu chuckled and shook his head.

“No need to swear his day, I’ll help you find medicine, little one you can also help me do one thing”

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