"Stop howling! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will immediately invite you to eat a chestnut storm. An Ran threatened loudly and then asked, "Let me ask you, are you a human or a demon?" ”

When he heard the threat, the boy immediately stopped crying, but there were still tears on his face.

"Who's the youkai?" He wiped the snot and tears from his face, "I am the land lord of this Erlangkou." ”

"Land Lord?" Fan Yuntian squatted in front of the boy in red with a twitch of his pointed ears, "Aren't the land lords all those little old men with hunched backs and crutches?" You little boy doesn't pee on yourself, are you like the land lord? Tell me honestly if the tiger in this mountain has cultivated to perfection - say! The NPC kid gestured the dagger in front of him.

The boy was about seven or eight years old, thin and shorter than his peers, his red clothes had several holes in his arms and knees, and his neck shrank back at the sight of the glittering dagger.

"Who lied to you?" The little boy in red rubbed his buttocks and said aggrievedly: "There is a land temple in front of here, which is my home, I don't believe you go with me to see if my golden body is like this." ”

The master and servant had nothing to take care of, so they walked along the path with him, and sure enough, there was a land temple against the mountain wall in front. The land temple is pitifully small, an incense altar that has long been devoid of incense ashes; A pair of couplets with paint peeled. Then there is the clay statue that sits behind the altar and looks roughly the same as the little boy.

"Now you should believe it, right?"

"You don't seem to be doing well with this landlord?" An Ran stared at the land temple in front of him and scratched his chin and said, "Your house is also broken, and there is no incense in the incense altar-

- So it became a tiger and wanted to eat us to fill our stomachs? Fan Yuntian immediately interjected.

"No, no!" The little boy in red hurriedly waved his hand, "I only eat incense and don't eat people, I want to become a tiger to scare you away, who knows that you are not afraid of tigers at all, and beating me up is simply a good intention." ”

"Why did you jump out and scare us?" An Ran smiled angrily, "What kind of kindness is this?" ”

"Isn't it kind?" The boy in red raised his voice with his hands on his hips, "The village in front of me can't go to it, and all the people living in it are bad guys, many people used to go this way and never returned, and their money and lives were all lost there. So I turned into a tiger and scared away passers-by so that they didn't enter the village to save their lives. Just yesterday afternoon, I saw them walking by with a beautiful sister in a flower dress, and I didn't dare to care about me or turn into a tiger to scare them away, those people are as big as you are not afraid of big tigers. ”

"Is that beautiful sister from Zhangjia Village?" An Ran heard the whereabouts of the girl who bought medicine from the mouth of this down-and-out landman.

"It's Uncle Zhang's daughter at the entrance of the village, and I saw her washing clothes by the river."

It turned out that this NPC boy was an orphan in the front village, and his parents died when he was very young, and he could only survive by eating the village's hundred family meals. Although this child is pitiful, he is also quite sensible, and when he is a little older, he helps the people in the village to do the work and repay the villagers for their nurturing kindness. In the summer of a flash flood, he was stoned to death by a boulder and swept away by the torrent in order to save a few children who had returned home from school. The people of the village could not find his body in any way, so in order to commemorate him, they built a clay statue of him in the place where the accident occurred, that is, here, and every time the people of the village came to put incense sticks on the poor child.

One day, a scholar in a green shirt wearing a bookbox passed by, and when he heard the villagers talk about the story of the child's life, he was moved, so he casually brought him a couplet and asked the villagers to engrave it on it. After the scholar returned to the academy, he recorded the child's deeds in the book, and burned three pillars of incense in the holy hall of the academy to make a wish to their grandfather, so the little boy became a little landlord. He is still so kind, and he helps the villagers take care of the grains and reconcile the land all day long.

"Now the villains of the village are very wicked," the boy pouted, "and they are a group of adventurers, and when the tiger came down the mountain, they helped us to kill the tiger, but they themselves stayed in the village and did not leave, and did not work, and ran as fast as they could, and when they were hungry, they would call for us to bring them something to eat, and when they ran out of money, they would rob it." Many of the uncles and uncles in the village were killed by them, and those who couldn't bear it simply fled from the village and never dared to come back. And I used to have a little bit of fragrant ash to eat, but now I have it! You can only eat mud and kenken bark. ”

"Lead the way," Fan Yuntian frowned, "I'd like to see how many heads those bastards have for me." ”

"I'm not going!" After hearing this, the boy took a step back and looked at the master and servant pitifully, "Those adventurers are very powerful, big brother, you'd better not go." ”

"Don't be afraid!" An Ran squatted down slightly and touched the head of the little boy in red, "With us, others can't hurt you, or are you really afraid to hide here, and wait until we get rid of those bad guys, okay?" What's your name, Father-in-law of the little land. ”

"My name was Jinbao when I was alive, and my father gave me the name." The boy in red replied.

"Okay Jinbao waiting for us good news."

I don't know what's going on, An Ran is a little sympathetic to this thin little landman, just like when he saw this Fan Yuntian next to him in the back mountain of Daoxiang Village; met Xiaobai in Qingyun Mountain, which is probably related to the fact that he lost his mother since he was a child. A child, who has no father and mother since he was a child, is there anything more uncomfortable in the world?

They walked outside the adobe fence, and the sound of clanging iron tools could be heard inside, and some gamers were rushing to the fields where there were no dealers, slashing the voles that the system had struck with high spirits.

The robe made An Ran look tattered, no one noticed him, and the master and servant walked safely through the wall to the village.

There are also many open-air blacksmiths, butchers, and cloth shops found in the Novice Village, as well as sturdy blacksmiths, fat butchers, and NPCs in coarse cloth clothes, all of whom have been subjugated and reduced to cattle and horses.

"Who are you?" A player wearing iron armor and holding a machete stepped forward and looked at An Ran, "This is our territory, except for the novices born here, everyone who intrudes here will leave their lives to buy money!" ”

An Ran squinted his eyes and looked at the high-spirited players in front of him, and also found that not far from the left, the man who was striking iron was secretly giving them a look, the meaning could not be clearer, and he was persuading them to leave this place quickly so as not to get into trouble.

"What if we happen to run out of money?" Fan Yuntian tilted his head and looked at these people and asked.

"It's very simple," the tall man in armor smiled, "pull out one or two pieces of equipment from your body and you can get out, this is called ruining wealth and avoiding disaster, otherwise...... Hey! ”

"Otherwise, I will cut you down, and then guard you in the graveyard and resurrect you once, and we will cut it once until all your equipment is exploded and killed back to the first level, you can choose for yourself!" A man beside the armored man added.

Because his voice was loud and high-pitched, it immediately attracted those novice players who came and went back to stop and watch, and for a while, there were many people standing next to the master and servant, all pointing at them, most of them were gloating, and some people were shaking their heads and sighing gently.

"Second brother, the dagger on that foreigner is so beautiful, will it be mine?" A thin young man is gearing up.

"How do you choose?" The armor man ignored the player and asked An Ran directly, "Is it interesting or do you want the brothers to take it for themselves?" ”

But An Ran said a seemingly unrelated digression.

"Did you catch an NPC girl yesterday?" The handsome young man asked.

The man in armor burst out laughing, "What about the girl?" That girl is better developed than those girls in our school, and that pair is so big...... Gee! He licked his lips as if to reminisce.

is also a gamer, and at this moment An Ran sees his own kind is so disgusting, which is almost impossible to happen in other games in the past. According to common sense, it seems to be a natural thing for players to harvest and entertain NPCs in the game, only the game has no good or evil, and most of the grievances between players are caused by players grabbing something with players, and it is rare to hear that a player will be indignant because an NPC in the game is bullied. But at this moment, An Ran didn't know what was going on, he hated his own kind so much.

"Very well," the young man clenched the back of his hand with his fists and burst into green tendons. "In this way, Lao Tzu will be able to feel at ease if he beats you."

The man in armor first plucked his ears with his little thumb, and then asked his brother, "What is he talking about?" He asked.

"Second brother, he said he was going to beat us." A young man with an iron sword at his waist said.

The group of people seemed to have heard a big joke and leaned forward and laughed.

The swordsman with an iron sword at his waist walked in front of An Ran.

"For the sake of an NPC, you think you are a chivalrous man who walks the rivers and lakes? It's an online game, are you stupid sick? Besides, do you have what it takes to beat us up? ”

This player, who is only in his twenties, stretched out his finger and handed it to An Ran's chest, like a thug in the market poking someone's chest before bullying others.

Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed his fingers, An Ran dragged his hand back, the man's arm had been pulled straight, and then he pressed his palm against the back of the man's hand and pushed it violently. With a click, the young swordsman's right wrist was dislocated. Immediately, An Ran lunged at the man in the chest, and there was a muffled sound, and the young swordsman was knocked out like a paper kite with a broken thread.

‘-121’

‘-1894’

The young assassin who was knocked to the ground staggered to his feet, spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again, the blood bar representing the life of the game character in his character information bar was instantly emptied, the iron sword broke away from his waist and was exploded to the ground, the body gradually disappeared, and the swordsman had gone to the graveyard to be resurrected.

"One punch to kill?" As if he had seen a ghost, the man in armor and his brothers made an incredible expression and looked at the down-and-out young man opposite. "This is a powerful character, it stands to reason that such a person cannot be easily provoked, but since he is a powerful character, then he should also have surprisingly good equipment on him, is it difficult for so many of us to be afraid of him? If the equipment really exploded on this kid's body, then it would be sent, the horse has no night grass and no fat, and the person has no windfall and no wealth. Thinking of this, the man in armor was vicious.

"Brothers, let's go together! Kill these two idiots. The armored man swooped out his machete.

There are about a dozen players who occupy the village as bandits and enslave NPCs, all of whom are the kind of students and street gangsters who are not good at studying in real life, and they bring the ruffian nature of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard into the game, as if the game world of Huaxia can have more room for them to play this ruffian; There are no police and police stations here, and if you kill someone, you can only be punished by the game character, and you will not be dragged to fight for your life; This seems to be a lawless world, bullying others makes them feel happy as if they are like a fish in water, and it is the world of Huaxia that also exposes the ugliness of people like them.

There were more than a dozen of them menacing, but An Ran and Fan Yuntian didn't even think about drawing their knives. It's not that the master and servant have the intention to support them, but these people who are still of low level and have no brains to step forward with only a little pitiful equipment and skills can only become a living target for their fists. They pounced like moths on the scorching flames, and were mercilessly burned.

An Ran dodged the machete slashed by the armored man sideways, and an elbow hit the armored man's vest, and the man staggered forward a few times unsteadily, and his abdomen just hit a bamboo stick handed out by Fan Yuntian.

‘-133’

‘-642’

"Rice planting song!" After doing this set of actions, Fan Yuntian grinned and frowned, "Huh? Why don't you howl? ”

"They're gamers, just like Lao Tzu," An Ran slashed at an assassin's Adam's apple with a flick of his hand. "Do you think they're going to howl in pain?"

This assassin originally tried to touch An Ran's back and give him a 'backstab' control skill, but at this moment, he could only subconsciously pinch his throat with his hand and keep retreating.

"It's boring."

Fan Yuntian felt bored, and a dagger appeared in his hand like a trick, and he raised it fiercely from the bottom to the top of the armored man who was bent over.

‘-2400’

Despite the armor he was wearing, the blade from his abdomen to his chest was pulled out by the NPC Kid's blade, and with a 'poof', blood splattered out, and then his intestines and equipment flowed all over the ground. The man's equipment was all blown away, and he was slaughtered like a big fat pig with a striped stripe.

"What the fuck broken armor phew!" Fan Yuntian spat at the corpse on the ground, and then looked for the next target.

An Ran didn't hurt the killer, the young man just beat the Arhat punch he learned from the comet-hearted monk, although he could only punch nine punches in a row at present, but the ground was already full of people.

"Well played!" Suddenly, the blacksmith NPC who was watching the excitement at the entrance of the village waved his arms and made this sound that had been overcome.

Then there was an overwhelming shouting and shouting, and there were most novice players in the middle.

The remaining players lying on the ground began to beg for mercy from their equipment.

There is a player whose character is not seriously injured, so someone in the other world can control it and run outside.

An Ran squinted his eyes and looked at the running figure, and then the young man used the 'Shadow Shock', and the next moment he appeared in front of the person, and the young man looked at the fleeing player with a frosty face.

"If I want to let you go, it's okay, as long as they say yes." He grabbed the player's ear, "Are you going to let him go?" An Ran pulled the man in front of the crowd of onlookers.

"Don't let it go!" They replied.

Seeing that An Ran had already controlled his brother in another place, and two other people got up and ran, Fan Yuntian sneered, and waited for him to run out for about two or three zhang before he started to use the 'Shadow Shock' NPC The body flashed away in place, and when he appeared next to the fence wall, he cut the neck of the escapee with a knife.

"Wait a minute."

After the person who grabbed his ears only heard this voice, the figure of the gray-robed young man next to him gradually dimmed, and when his other figure appeared behind the other escapee, this side of the figure disappeared completely. I saw a gray-robed young man who suddenly appeared over there and handed out a cane, and the bamboo cane was inserted from the back of the escapee, piercing through his chest. Another one died, and the figure disappeared again.

"Okay, I'm back." An Ran continued to tug at the man's ear, but the bamboo cane he was holding in his other hand was verdant and not stained with a drop of blood.

Although people in the other world don't feel pain, the body of this game character is already shaking.

"Don't try to run away," An Ran said loudly, "It's useless, that will only make you die faster." ”

When those people heard this, they stopped pleading, and began to put on a tragic appearance of seeing death as home.

"Cut!" Someone sneered, "Even if you cut Lao Tzu, at most Lao Tzu will lose some experience and equipment, and after Lao Tzu is resurrected, he should eat and drink, and then get an NPC to play in another place, what can you do with us?" ”

Indeed, he is telling the truth, for the vast majority of people, Huaxia is an online game after all, since it is an online game, the punishment that can only be given is on the game character, even if you expose the game character's equipment and kill it back to the first level, the player who controls the game character is still unharmed? And the punishment of the game characters can't be too harsh, otherwise once you get disheartened, who will run to you to wander around in Huaxia? The evil that the game character does in this world is controlled by the player, and the punishment in the game world can only be directed at the game character, at most, it can make people in the other world unhappy because they have lost a certain piece of equipment or lost their level. What about other than that? Can you still make them feel the loss of life, the pain in their skin? No! Naturally, you can't find someone in another world and beat someone up. Then it will be difficult for the world of Huaxia to distinguish between good and evil and stop the evil deeds of players, and it may be even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

There is another thing An Ran hasn't thought about, a big villain here, if the NPC kills it, he will kill it, and if he dies, there will be one less scourge, so what about the player? Did you kill the character of the victim of the party? He is still there, he can still control his game character to make a comeback and continue to harm the party, maybe because he will become more powerful after eating a trench and growing wise, so what should the so-called evil eradication do in this world? The youth had no idea.

"Where's the NPC girl?" An Ran sighed and took her hand away from the man's ear, "Take me to her, as long as any of these NPCs are willing to forgive you, I can leave it alone." ”

The man nodded, and led An Ran into the only blue-tiled house in the village, and finally saw the NPC girl in the lobby. She was unclothed, she was tied to a large pillar and wept silently, her hair was messy and covered her entire face, and her whole body showed the marks of being beaten by wattles.

An Ran came from it, silently walked over to untie the rope for this NPC girl, and then draped her face covering robe on her body, her body suddenly collapsed to the ground, the girl bit her lip and her body was trembling, her voice was hoarse, and the silent sobbing seemed to tell the sky about the injustice of the world.

"Can you still go?" An Ran gently helped her up and asked.

The NPC girl nodded cautiously.

"Girl, shall I take you home?"

She still didn't say anything, just nodded her head blankly.

An Ran helped her to walk out often, and the girl stopped halfway through.

"The medicine is still in the house, this is the medicine I bought for my father." She said in a hoarse voice.

So An Ran accompanied her to the back room again, took the two large bags of medicine and walked out of the house.

The sun was shining down from above, and it was bright outside. The few players who were knocked to the ground had been beaten to death by the NPCs who swarmed them, and there were some novice players in between. Fan Yuntian didn't make a move, just clasped his hands around his chest, and stared coldly at the players who didn't say a word and let the sticks and fists smash at him.

The sun shines on her body, An Ran can't feel its heat and cold, but the scorching sun that is about to enter summer is a sharp blade for these NPCs, right? They hurt them, and they have a reason to retaliate back with the same means, what's wrong with that? People say that revenge is quick and revenge, and that's probably it, right? But when is the time for retribution? Whose revenge is this revenge on? NPCs probably can't think of these problems, and as a novice village, the data with low intelligence can't even understand these problems.

Seeing An Ran who helped the girl out, everyone stopped what they were doing, and consciously gave way to a road, there were already several corpses and equipment lying on the ground that had not yet been refreshed, and a half-dead player was looking at An Ran with resentment in his eyes, and the young mage who followed them and had his ears pulled away walked submissively.

"Are you going to kill them?" An Ran didn't walk into the crowd again at all and asked the girl softly.

"No...... No," tears welled up again on the uncovered face, "I...... I just want to go home...... Daddy is still waiting for me. ”

"Fan Yuntian is gone!" An Ran turned her head and shouted at the NPC kid.

"Don't go!" An NPC immediately shouted, "These adventurers can't be killed, once you leave them and come back, what will we do?" ”

"yes!" An Ran looked at the sky and the sun was so dazzling, "Have I done everything I can to eliminate evil?" Am I doing a good deed? But what should I do? ”

"Big brother will take us to practice leveling!" There are player requests, and there are players who are willing to echo them.

When the NPCs saw him stop, they felt that they had a backer, and a few brave men surrounded them, first thanking them and then asking them to stay here so that they could be protected.

It's human nature, and once you give kindness, then someone – or even a lot of people – will feel that this is something you should do, something that you should take for granted. It's like you've been taking care of someone around you, and over time that person may feel that it's normal for you to treat him like this, and then when one day you are tired and want to rest or leave, that person may not be grateful but will hold a grudge against you. It is not easy to be afraid of evil and good, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

"You should learn to protect yourselves." After An Ran said this, he left the village with the injured NPC girl without looking back.

"Is leveling and equipment really more important than anything else in your minds?" Walking on the road, An Ran was still thinking about the words of those novice players, "Of course, this is an online game, we are gamers, leveling and playing equipment are of course more important than anything else, An Ran, you may be a fool!" ”

Breaking away from the cover of the face-covering robe, the handsome young man who was already wearing a green shirt laughed at himself.

When the three of them walked to the Land Temple, the little boy in a tattered red robe was standing on tiptoe to look around, and when he saw them returning, he smiled happily.

"How?" He staggered up, "You're not hurt, are you?" Did the bad guys get beaten away? ”

"What do you say?" Seeing a land lord who met in Pingshui, An Ran looked at him with concern, and his mood improved, "If we don't beat them away, can we still come out?" ”

"Why not?" The red-clothed little land lord shrugged his shoulders, "You are an adventurer and you can't kill it, you can't turn around and run away." ”

"You're smart!" An Ran rubbed the little boy in red's head thoughtfully, "So I'm actually not happy in my heart now." ”

"What's going on?" The little boy in red looked up at An Ran with his cute big eyes, "What's wrong with you being unhappy when you do good things?" ”

"What's wrong, Brother Enron?" Fan Yuntian was also asking.

"I'm thinking, we killed these people, but what if these people in the village got even more serious about dealing with those villagers after we left?"

"Then go back and kill them again!" Fan Yuntian grinned and said nonchalantly: "Until they don't dare to appear again, not to mention Brother An Ran, didn't you tell these villagers to protect themselves?" I think you're right. ”

"How can it be that simple?" An Ran smiled bitterly, "They can be resurrected when they die like Lao Tzu, and they can fight again if their equipment is blown up; You can practice again if the level drops, but what if they have the intention to do harm? We can't stay in this place every day, and we can't revolve around them every day, if we can really kill a wicked person, there will be one less, but what if they are not NPCs? ”

The men were all lost in thought, and together they walked again under the crooked-necked willow tree.

"We can avoid them," the NPC girl, who had not spoken, said cautiously, "It's like hiding from the landlord of our Chenjia Village, we will leave when he comes, and if he can't do it, he will move out of the village." ”

"If a powerless person can only abandon his home and hide when he sees a wicked person, is this world really good?" An Ran thought.

"I can only go here," said the little boy in red suddenly, "and every landlord cannot run out of his own territory." “

So the little landlord and the three of them said goodbye under the crooked neck willow tree, and the young man in the green shirt put his hand on the shoulder of the little boy in red and promised that when he became a big landlord, they would come back here and have a few drinks with him.

"I can't think of an answer to the question you said just now," the little boy in red reluctantly looked at their distant figures and thought, "I thought about whether I could call the military masters of Panlong City to protect us, but why would people want to stay here?" Ay! It's a pity that I didn't do anything, otherwise I would definitely be able to drive those villains away, so that they would not dare to do evil in the village. ”

"What's not to like, little one?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice sounded in Xiao Digong's heart, "You must remember what you said today, and protect the water, soil and villagers, then it will be a merit in your Dao cultivation." ”

The sound flashed as if it had never happened, and the little boy was amazed to find that his ragged clothes had become new, and he felt some kind of strength in his body.

There will always be a time when the mountains and rivers meet, and some people can still get together to drink and talk happily.