The grass is everywhere, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the carriage at this time has walked out of the mountain road and is driving on the wide avenue of the field. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn the distance, people riding in horse-drawn carriages can see cattle and sheep running in the fields through the windows on the side of the carriages, as well as other animals that occasionally appear.

Such a beautiful and non-aggressive nature is what most players want to see.

Perhaps affected by the relaxed environment around him, or perhaps still immersed in the joy brought by what he experienced last night, Mengzhu, who was lying by the window, couldn't help humming an unknown tune and happily enjoying the scenery along the way.

Ever since the old man who called himself Gustan appeared in front of them, the old man had shown great kindness to the people of the convoy. The rest of the convoy, including the stingy merchants, showed great enthusiasm for the old man who wanted to hitchhike to the nearest town, not only because he had just saved the convoy and saved their property, but also because of the profession that the old man introduced himself.

As the captain of the guard, Kidd was also one of the people who actively welcomed the elderly, and even prepared the best seats and the safest service in the convoy for this old man who seemed to be unable to see. But he had never even heard of the name Gustin, so Kidd was not at all familiar with this dying old man.

But he'd heard of the Weaver of Destiny.

After unremitting entanglement with Kidd, Duan Qing Fang knew from his mouth that the so-called Weavers of Destiny were a very small group of people on the Free Continent. They were men and women, old and young, but every time someone saw them in the mountains, in the wilderness, in the city, they always appeared as travelers, told the world some strange words with inexplicable philosophies, and then turned away and disappeared before their eyes. In short, the impression left by this group of people to the world, in addition to mystery, is only those who inadvertently show their power.

However, according to rumors from some people who know the inside story, one of the most obvious abilities of the profession of Weaver of Destiny is to change fate. It is said that their abilities can even change a person's old constitution, making a weak person stronger, or making a strong person become a spellcaster.

It turns out that the Dafa of washing points circulating on the Internet is looking for you...... Hearing this, Duan Qing opened his mouth wide, but in the end he didn't say anything.

But any role-playing game with attributes, there is generally an indispensable system: washing points. Let some people who have added the wrong attribute points before, or who don't want to continue to play according to this attribute, have a chance to mend their ways. But in the free world, this system was discovered very late, and as mentioned above, it takes a lot of luck to run into NPCs who can wash their points. Not to mention that the aborigines in the free continent are so strong, it's still a question whether people are willing to help you, the name Destiny Weaver is very powerful when you hear it, and it is estimated that it will cost a lot to let them help players change their "fate".

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people like Iron Ambition, who deleted and retrained.

It's a pity that the people on Duan Qing's side are all players who have just come out of the novice village, and they don't need such a service at all. If these hermit masters who travel all over the world can pass on one and a half moves to players like ordinary novel games, it is also very good. But not to mention these people, even those from the Warrior House and the Mage Guild, none of them taught players a move and a half, otherwise this game would not hold the record for the least skill in the history of virtual games.

Of course, although you can't try to come to a "washing" service, from Duan Qing's point of view, other rumors are still relatively true.

After the night's introductions, the blind old man was invited into the convoy by Kidd and received the highest level of treatment they could offer. The old man, however, did not express much gratitude for such hospitality, as if he had become accustomed to the attitude of the world towards him. And under this invisible difference in status, when he looked around with his blindfolded eyes, the people he "saw" had a feeling of sincere fear when they were seen by the sight.

Duan Qing and Mengzhu didn't feel this way, because when the two of them were being watched by those blind eyes, they didn't feel any different from usual. The little girl even wondered what the strange old man who had been looking at this side was for, and wondered what he was doing in the crowd that was always looking at the player in the flattery of those people over there.

The old people in this game are really weird...... Mengzhu's heart judged so.

But then, her attitude towards the strange old man changed dramatically. Because the old man seemed to have opened his eyes to the heavens, and knew their current difficulties.

"Fate told me you wanted to form an adventure party, didn't you?"

This is what happens after everyone has set up camp and rested, and after dinner. When several players on Duan Qing's side were sitting together boringly to pass the time, the old man with a wooden cane walked over quietly.

He then asked this surprising question.

Several players stopped talking and looked at the old man who could read minds with suspicion - his hands were propped up on the wooden staff by the night mountain breeze, his eyes covered with cloth strips, and he didn't care about the eyes of others, and he "looked" at them motionlessly.

To be precise, looking at Duan Qing.

In the oppressive atmosphere, everyone's eyes were locked on Duan Qing and the man named Gustan. After a long time, it seemed that he had finally reacted, and Duan Qing replied a little slowly, "Yes, yes." Excuse me......"

"If you can......" The calm old man said what he meant bluntly, "I can help you." ”

He leaned gently on his staff, causing the merchants peeking behind him to exclaim. Several players didn't feel flattered, Duan Qing squinted slightly and didn't speak, as if he wanted to find out the true purpose of this old man who suddenly appeared.

"I'm pretty famous within the confines of the principality." Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, the old man's tone remained unchanged, and his voice was old and calm: "If you go to Fenghua Town and meet Rama...... Putting my name on the table should have some effect. ”

Duan Qing pinched his chin and lowered his head, as if he was in a state of hesitation. The uncle named Smiling Butcher sat on one side and still didn't say a word, while the other Baili Duyou showed a look of disdain.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your kindness, but ......" After thinking about it for a while, Duan Qing still planned to refuse this pie that fell from the sky. In his opinion, the identity of the old man in front of him is too mysterious, and he sold himself this favor, maybe there may be some conspiracy behind it. And with his understanding of the weavers of fate, this kind of person who dances with fate seems to have no good end in the end, if it is related to them......

But the most fundamental place is still Duan Qing's confidence in his own strength - in his opinion, those words before the hundred miles of solo travel are still a bit bluffing, he feels that those tests, trials and so on are not insurmountable obstacles, so if you seriously apply for an adventure group to play, it should not be a difficult thing.

However, before he could say anything, he was stopped by Mengzhu on the side. The little girl was so hard that she almost pulled him to the head.

"Hey! Such a good opportunity, don't just let it go......" Mengzhu said in Duan Qing's ear. Although the voice was not loud, his eyes were full of anxiety: "Although I don't know why, but such an opportunity is in front of me......"

"Pie never falls from the sky......"

"Oh, you can save a little if you can......"

This can also be saved...... Duan Qing finally understood what the little girl meant, so she had to smile bitterly.

"Really...... How much money can we save if the party goes well...... Oh no, what a hassle. ”

“.......”

"The sooner we can set up an adventure party, the sooner we can find a way to make money......"

"......." Duan Qing's face had become very strange.

"It's not a problem with the number of people or anything! I've figured it out, just find some idlers to come over and make up, and the rest of the problem is ......"

"Okay, okay, I know, I know." Seeing that Mengzhu was about to turn on the home mode, Duan Qing hurriedly stopped her conjecture, and then agreed.

The two men returned to Gustan's presence. Ignoring the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, Duan Qing said calmly, "Ahem, we discussed it for a while...... It is our pleasure to have your help. ”

The old man finally pulled the corners of his mouth completely - in the eyes of the players in front of him, it was a smile that could not be more ugly.

He reached into his arms, fumbled for a moment, and then pulled out something. A few people looked at it, it seemed to be a bracelet woven with red and black ropes, red and black silk threads were coiled together in a spiral, although the material looked ordinary, but at the same time revealed a trace of weirdness.

"Choice determines fate, and fate weaves the future." The old man said this, and then handed the bracelet in his hand to Mengzhu: "Presumably you need some tokens." ”

The little girl nodded her head as if she didn't understand, and then took the bracelet.

The old man smiled with satisfaction again, then slowly turned around and slowly walked away amid the complicated gazes of the others. Duan Qing covered his head and ran to the side with a headache, while Mengzhu held the bracelet and stared at it for a long time with a confused look, then nodded happily and put it directly on his wrist.

So on the road the next day, the little girl kept waving her right hand with a bracelet and chattering in the carriage, which not only attracted the attention of the coachman, but also attracted the dissatisfaction of the other two players in the same company.

Especially that Baili Solo Tour, since the incident last night, the eyes he looked at Duan Qing and the others were even more unfriendly.

Didn't it just steal the limelight from you...... Duan Qing ignored the strange gaze sitting opposite, and talked to the excited little girl from time to time for a word or two, making her look forward to a better future.

When the little girl occasionally fell into a state of distraction, Duan Qing would look out of the car boredly. By noon, the sun was getting hotter and hotter over their heads, and the road in the wilderness was unobstructed, so passengers could see the road in front of and behind while enjoying the endless scenery.

Duan Qing stretched out his head and looked at the front of the convoy - the carriage was moving very slowly, and even if the road was not wide, it would not be in danger of encountering a car accident. Duan Qing set his eyes on a certain carriage in front of him, and in that carriage that was obviously much better than other carriages, it was the old man who was riding.

After a night, Duan Qing still didn't understand what kind of reason would make an old man who was admired by the world rashly help two adventurers who met in Pingshui. No, before that, how did he know Duan Qing and Mengzhu's future plans? Is there really a way to read minds in this world, or is it a superpower? While it may seem normal for these characters to appear in a world of swords and sorcery, this is a free world......

This feeling of being out of control, Duan Qing really didn't like it very much.

There was a cold snort from the opposite side of the carriage again, and Duan Qing didn't need to look to know that it was most likely the one who traveled alone for a hundred miles. The man with the long hair was probably looking at this side with disdain, probably a little resentful when he saw that he had nothing to do and was confident. But how did he know the benefits of such unknown origins...... Well?

At the front of the convoy, the lead carriage seemed to stop.

"There is a situation!"

There were shouts from ahead.

The carriage slowed down and stopped. Duan Qing looked away from the front, and then began to look further away - in the not wide road, there seemed to be some strange black shadows, faintly appearing on the road.

"What's that, roots? Wheels? Or ......" Due to the distance, Duan Qing couldn't see clearly.

"Anything is possible, it's an obstacle anyway." The coachman sitting in front of him answered Duan Qing's question as if he was talking to himself.

"Obstacles?"

"Yes." The coachman jumped out of the car, and from under his seat, he pulled out a long knife.

"What's wrong, what's going on?" A few players finally realized that something was wrong.

"Don't worry, it's very common for us." The coachman didn't look back, but he walked forward with a pace that stuck to the edge of the carriage: "It should be a bandit." ”

"What......" Duan Qing couldn't believe his ears: "There are still bandits in this place?" ”

"Absolutely." The coachman, who was about to step out of the sight of a few people, looked back: "We deal with them a lot, so ...... Rest assured. ”

He shook the knife in his hand and walked to the front of the convoy.

"We ...... Attacked? ”

A few people came out of the carriage at this time, the little girl rubbed her hands, asked Duan Qing next to her, and then got a positive answer from the other party.

"Hmm." Duan Qing smiled bitterly.

"We seem to ...... Looted. ”