"Got everything?"

The young man from the medicine shop nodded nervously, and walked in, the small hall was crowded with acquaintances, the blacksmith at the west end of the village, the catcher at the east end of the village, the old shopkeeper of the pawnshop, the village chief, and the mysterious fortune teller, almost everyone was here.

The young man watched carefully, but was reprimanded by the shopkeeper.

"What else to see? Hurry back! ”

The shopkeeper waved his sleeves and impatiently snatched the things, trying to drive him back.

"It's okay, since you're here, let him stay."

The village chief said happily, his expression hidden in the extremely long beard, but his emotions could be felt in his tone, and the soothsayer nodded to the young man.

"So, let's move on!"

The village took the tea made by his granddaughter, moistened his throat, and continued.

"Tie Ping is right, since the number of summoners has dropped sharply, especially since the appearance of that strange stone statue, the business in our village has been getting worse day by day, and we can't continue like this."

"It can't be like this anymore!"

The blacksmith spoke bluntly, and everyone responded in unison.

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

"I have something to say."

A calm voice came from the crowd, sounding a little out of place.

The village chief gestured, barely suppressing everyone's excitement, and he looked at the soothsayer in the corner and motioned for him to continue.

"I see it...... The Future of the Clergy...... Born in a fire. ”

"Can you be specific?"

The village chief didn't understand his old friend's words, and he asked with some hesitation.

"That's all God told me."

With that, the soothsayer sighed, apparently he was not satisfied with the results of the divination, but there was nothing good to do.

"Perhaps, we can ask the Lord God."

It was the pawnshop owner who said this, and the young man was stunned for a moment, apparently, he had heard the word for the first time. It's no wonder, though. It's been a long, long time since the last time I asked the Lord God. There is such a tradition in the Ancient Dust Continent, whenever an NPC encounters a catastrophe, it can ask the system for instructions and how to survive.

This time is no exception, led by the medicinal herb shop, the weapon shop is the mainstay, and the already dismal business is about to be unsustainable after the stone statue has some strange buffs, and the village's economic source has been cut off by more than half.

Now, when it comes to life and death, the ritual of asking the Lord God is simple. I saw the village chief swipe the void with his right index finger, and then called up a search bar, and he carefully entered the number 1000, stone statue, and crisis a few keywords.

Ding, soon, the system replied to the message, but in the form of a picture.

"This ......"

The village chief gasped, and even he rubbed his eyes, it was hard to believe that this was a message from the system.

The main content of the picture is concise and direct, it is a pair of hands lifting the stone statue in the void, the problem is that those hands are not anything else in the ancient dust language, but the meaning of stealing.

Everyone was whispering, but without exception, they were all sneaking at the catch.

The old man blushed, he habitually touched his right cheek, and said angrily.

"Ahem...... What do you think of me? Since it was the idea of the Lord God, there was no way. ”

With the direction in mind, the next step is to decide how to do it.

So, under the leadership of the village chief, everyone said a word, and after a long time, there was no discussion.

The controversy mainly focuses on the following points:

First, the use of "stealing" instead of "robbing" shows the attitude of the system.

Second, the forces in the novice village are now intricate, and although in the eyes of NPCs, this is nothing, but it is always a bit tricky.

"In my opinion, a few of our brothers will directly sweep the summoner and snatch back the Rausch statue."

What Tie Ping said is true, now players are generally in their twenties and thirties, even if they are some masters, they are only forty or fifty levels, which is not worth mentioning. Not to mention the soothsayer with star shards, and the fast catcher with the best skills, the black gold skill of Tieping alone is enough for the player to drink a pot.

However, now it's not a matter of strength, it's about how to steal the statue without alarming the player. It seems that Tieping didn't listen to what he just said at all.

"Haha......"

The shopkeeper of the herb shop, who had been silent, suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was enough to be annoying. Especially the group of people led by the catcher, all frowned.

The shopkeeper took out the things that the guy had just sent, opened it and took a look, judging from the expressions on everyone's faces, it seemed to be a little disappointed.

"Mu Xin, this ......"

The village pinched his beard and listened to the tone, but he was not sure. The village chief's words are not unreasonable. Judging from the effect of the Forgetfulness Grass, it can only make people sleep for ten seconds, and stealing the stone statue is more than enough. The problem is the nature of the summoner, the Forgetfulness Grass can only make the character unconscious, but the summoner's consciousness is not affected, and they can still see what is happening.

"You fools!"

The shopkeeper's little eyes were spinning, and when it came to intrigue alone, he was much stronger than the few people present. No, he hit the idea on the catcher again.

"Brother Wu, the key to this plan is you."

Although he didn't understand it, according to his understanding of the shopkeeper, this guy with a bad stomach didn't have any good intentions. Seeing that the topic was showing signs of leading to him, he hurriedly waved his hand.

"The village is in a big disaster, aren't you willing to contribute?"

Obviously, the shamelessness of the shopkeeper was beyond his expectations. At this time, the hall has completely become a stage for him alone. After a while, everyone figured out what kind of medicine was being sold in his gourd.

"As long as the relationship is put aside, wouldn't it? Lao Wu's disguise technique ......"

It turned out that the shopkeeper had this idea, and it was obvious that before the shopkeeper finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the village chief again.

"Now, I need permission from the system."

"This ......"

The village chief agreed with the shopkeeper's suggestion, but due to the influence, he pretended to hesitate a few times.

"Since there is no objection, so let's do it."

So, the shopkeeper of the herb shop called the catcher, the pawnshop owner, and a few servants, and after explaining this, and so, he began to prepare.

Only the soothsayer had a bad feeling in his heart, and he did not participate in it, nor did he stop it, but just sat here and quietly calculated.

Two flowers bloom, one branch on a single table, let's go back to the dark softness.

What Dark Rou saw in the pawnshop was none other than her former enemy, Lan Feng, who sabotaged her job transfer several times.

finally had the strength to take revenge, but he left the novice village. When we meet again at this time, how can there be any reason not to take revenge? Seeing the provocative action of the other party touching her cheek, she was furious, and without thinking about it, she took out a dagger and stabbed it directly.

The dagger stabbed directly at the other party, and for some reason, there was no familiar sense of piercing, but instead made a metallic flick sound, selling a flaw, and Dark Rou jumped back.

Fortunately, the other party did not attack. I don't know why, he was a talker before, but now he is unusually silent, a rare opportunity, but Lan Feng did not ridicule Dark Rou.

There was a sneer on the corner of Lan Feng's mouth, and he also turned out the dagger, but the curvature of this dagger was obviously more curved than the dark one.

The dagger flew up and down in his right hand, and if you look closely, there seems to be a mysterious trajectory, and the opponent's body is incredibly fast, it is like a different person, and he attacked.

The weapon is particular about being one inch long and one inch strong, but this does not apply to the two of them. The cold flames emitted by the intertwining of the two daggers continued to entangle, emitting a dazzling light. It's not so much two daggers as two swords fighting.

Dark Rou has not yet discovered that the place where the two are fighting has been moved from the pawnshop to the outside. Lan Feng obviously slowed down the speed of his move, but his face changed to a playful expression, and he took a hard move.

Immersed in the pleasure of hitting the opponent, Dark Rou didn't think about it, out of instinct, narrowly dodged the capture net behind her, and then bumped into a larger circle. Immediately, she turned into a cloud of light and disappeared here.

Oops, dangerous.

When she regained her sight, she found herself teleported to a completely unfamiliar map. Suddenly, she thought of something and quickly called up the communicator.

Ding, the system prompts that the player you dialed is on an abnormal map, please contact later.

Dark Rou sat down on the ground all of a sudden, and had a bad premonition in her heart.