Avaranga 431, February 9. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the third day of the journey, it was not far from the city of [Nukabeli], and it was still inhabited.

It's just rare.

Albert is reading a book, a book that seems good to him, an old-fashioned story of the demon king being hacked to death by the brave, but it can actually make him feel the blood, it is very rare, in his eyes, it is a good book, and for the people of this world, it should already be regarded as a god.

The protagonist of the story, like most hot-blooded characters, has an upright personality, does what he says, is simple in heart, kind-hearted, and desperate for his friends, and must do what he agrees on.

This kind of person, in reality, must die very quickly.

But that's the fun of novels and comics, where characters can do a lot of things you would only dare to imagine.

If you are like a tea army, take the real route, find a protagonist with a rigorous mind, erase excess knowledge, and then throw it into another world to fend for yourself, without even giving a plug-in and a golden finger, and without the halo of the protagonist, then it will be a proper street boy.

He can't read many novels in this world at all.

Times are always advancing, and so is literature.

Many of the masters of the past are actually inferior to today's writers.

Take Lu Xun as an example, yes, that's right, he is a master in the history of modern literature, and the articles he writes are exquisite and patriotic.

But if you follow the style of this old-timer when you write an essay, and designate to hit the street, it's very proper~.

This is mainly because the writing method in the past is outdated, there are many descriptions, in the eyes of today's people are really a little dry, he is indeed a master, but he can not go beyond the limits of the times, just writing articles in pure vernacular, for people in the Republic of China period is considered to be advanced thinking, and our current writing method is produced in the exploration and attempt of countless people, as well as summary.

For example, there was no infinite flow before, but now there is, if you take the current masterpieces to show the masters of the Republic of China, you may be shocked.

When we read the articles of our predecessors, we learn from their spirit.

When that country was in a miasma, and foreigners trampled on the dignity of this country and acted recklessly, when this country was sinking, they stood up, and even if they could pay with their lives, they would wake up those who were sleeping.

So we enshrine them as masters, immortal masters in the history of literature.

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"I've been watching it all morning, are you still watching? It's really so good. ”

"It's hard to come by. Albert finally closed the book and looked at the scenery around him, "especially for me. ”

The road here is not much better, it is full of potholes, and although it is a stony road, it is clear that it has been unmaintained for a long time.

The scenery around it, I have lived in the city for a long time, and it is good to come out and see the green, but no matter how good things are, it is not good to see it for a long time, it is green in all directions, insects are flying everywhere, there are many mosquitoes at night, it is simply annoying to kill a person, the conditions in the city are always much better than here, and there are some conditions in the city, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I will not be in the mood to see it, especially here.

Because the people of the village had never left the green, it was really nothing to see for them.

It is also because of this that there will be such a strange phenomenon that the people in the village have sharpened their heads and want to enter the city, and the people in the city are desperately trying to enter the village.

The entire team, a total of forty-nine people, thirty-nine caravans, and the rest were temporarily joined.

Judging from the total number, the number of wizards and warriors is about the same, twenty-three wizards and twenty-four warriors, such a camp is enough to discourage the wandering bandits.

"Brothers, keep it up! We can have a good meal tonight!"

Alek is cheering everyone on.

This sentence is mainly for the eight new recruits, who have not had much experience in traveling long distances, and are now a little uncomfortable, and they seem to be lying on the board all day long.

"Liar, isn't it, it's just a mental boost?" They didn't want to care about these things at all, and they just lay down all the time.

"No. With a snap of his fingers, he pointed ahead, "A little further walk, there is a village." ”

"How do you know?

"Not familiar, but I at least know to look at the map. ”

The village, for the current team, is one of the best places, without one.

The eight rookies who are just starting out on the road still need to get used to it, and this is a good option to stay here for a day to refresh yourself before continuing on your way to your target area.

And Albert and Cecilia are clearly classified as "rookies".

People subconsciously ignore that he is also a newcomer.

The truth seems to be like this, he acts like an old fritter, and many things are clear and there is no need to learn.

The village is not far away, and it will be there quickly, but the village is very deserted, there are few people, and it feels strange.

He then activated the Dead Whisperer magic.

It was an old man, only half of his body, and the lower half was very firmly inserted in the soil.

"Hey, old man, you're in a strange situation. "Can you see me?!" the old man was surprised, "it's been half a month, and no matter how I greet others, they ignore me." ”

"Of course I can see you, I'm a wizard. "Oh yes! I've seen a lot of wizards, and they all claim to be able to communicate with the dead, but I'm so unlucky, I haven't seen a single wizard for the last two months, and now here's one... ”

"Hmm... Wrong. The old man frowned and patted his head, "I came here last weekend, but I took one look at me and left, and I can remember less and less... People couldn't hear me. ”

"Of course, ordinary people can't see or hear you, but I can. He rubbed his palm, sparkling a little, "I'm here, and I understand what you're saying." ”

"You're from the south of town?" "yes. ”

"Then you must be here for that. "What that?"

"Don't try to fool me!" the old man looked angry, as if he was about to jump out of the ground----- in fact, his range of activities had been limited, "You go back and forth so much, aren't you just to get rid of those things and get a high reward?" ”

"If you still want to leave, don't touch that. ”

"Don't touch it!"

"Trust me! That's not an easy thing to deal with!"

"That's what I was killed!"