Chapter Eighty-Seven: Exorcism
Time flies, twilight comes, and it's December.
As agreed, everyone gathered at the Izumo City Tavern.
Among several people, the most eye-catching is Fu Longpan.
This was not because he was surrounded by a beautiful woman, but because he looked like a victim of inferior hair dye, and each hair was two colors, dark gray at the roots and white at the ends, which was very strange to look at.
Zhongli looked at him with disgust, consciously keeping his distance, as if he was afraid that the hair dye cream would get on his clothes.
Fu Longpan didn't care, and greeted the others generously, introducing Zhongli's identity by the way.
Everyone greeted each other and took their seats.
"Last month, I went to Penglai and met the Jade Emperor." After the box quieted down, Ling Xiao spoke, "He told me that the entrance to the Divine Mountain of Trials is the 'Void Mirror' located on Flame Island. ”
The Shangguan and Xiahou families have always been good friends with the Protoss, and Ling Xiao, as the heir of the Shangguan family, can freely enter and leave the City Lord's Mansion. The last mission involving the "Eye of Heaven", "Eye of the Sea", and "Eye of Fire" was received by her from the Jade Emperor.
The Jade Emperor is the leader of the Protoss, one of the most authoritative NPCs in the entire fantasy world, and his news will definitely not be wrong.
"The climate on the Flame Island is hot, so I suggest you go back and prepare, and gather at the airship flat in Izumo City tomorrow and set off together." She continued.
March looked around and saw that everyone had changed into winter clothes, including Fulong Fengfan - I don't know if he had lost the relationship with the water-repellent bead brand heater, he changed into a thick black leather armor.
Obviously, with their current outfit, most of them will be killed by heat when they arrive on the Fire Island.
Everyone knew it and nodded their heads one after another, indicating that they had no objections.
"One more thing." Ling Xiao added, "There has been no news from the descendants of the Dugu family, and the descendants of the Zhong family are willing to join us and replace the people of the Dugu family." What do you guys think? ”
"How's she going?" Zuoqiu Huiyang asked.
Among the people present, he was the only one who didn't know Zhongli at all.
"Leveraged." Fu Longpan took the lead.
Zhong Li glared at him and said, "The Zhong family, like the Ten Great Families, has a unique master. Also, I have been practicing marksmanship since I was a child, and I will definitely not hold you back in terms of combat effectiveness. ”
"What is the mastery?" Hui Yang asked.
"Exorcism."
The ancestor of the Zhong family is Zhong Kui, who is good at catching ghosts and exorcism. Listening to the name, this skill is indeed the style of the Zhong family.
After a brief discussion and voting, Zhongli officially joined the Destiny team.
After the meeting ended, March wanted to talk to Yutian for a few words - the latter seemed to be in a very unhappy mood, and he didn't say a word throughout the meeting, trying to reduce his sense of existence.
It's a pity that the rain field slipped away. Moreover, before she could catch up, two people came towards her.
Shou Heng and Feng Pan stood on her left and right hands, staring at each other through her, and the atmosphere was a little tense - since the death of Tears, the two men didn't seem to deal with each other.
March glanced at Feng Fan, "You go to the inn and wait for me." ”
The two meet and discuss every day, and Feng Pan looks for her, and there is nothing important to think about it, so we can talk about it later.
Feng Pan nodded and turned to leave.
She turned to conservation, "What's the matter?" ”
Conservation is dressed in a white fox fur, which adds a bit of luxury. However, when she thought that there was likely to be a middle-aged bald uncle behind this handsome character, March felt unbearable to look at her.
"When I saw Fu Longpan today, I suddenly remembered that there was something I didn't tell you." Conservation whispered, "Did you hear anything about the color of your hair?" ”
"Hair color seems to have a symbolic meaning." She replied, "I've heard NPCs say that white represents sacrifice, black represents loneliness, and gray doesn't know. ”
Conservation scoffed, "That's superstition, it's like telling fortunes with the strokes of names." ”
March didn't expect that NPC's statement was completely denied by him, so he blinked and waited for the other party's next step.
"From the perspective of character modeling, the hair color of each family is different, which is more distinctive." Conservation smiled, "That's the essential reason." ”
After thinking about it in March, it makes sense. The main characters have different hair colors, making it easier for players to recognize people by their hair colors, and some people with face blindness have also been saved.
"In addition, hair color can be inherited, and this setting also has the effect of promoting the plot - theoretically, the hair color of the ten Destiny Masters is a one-to-one correspondence with the ten heroes of a thousand years ago."
Hearing this, March Fu Zhizhi interjected, "You mean that the hair color of some people is different from that of their ancestors thousands of years ago?" ”
Conservation looked at her, but smiled silently.
"Don't sell it."
"You guessed it right." He said, "Guess again, why don't the statues in Dragon City have colors?" ”
"To cover up differences in hair color?" March speculated, "Is there any reversal going on?" ”
"You'll find out soon." Conservation smiled and turned to leave.
March looked at his back and muttered, "It's only half of what I say, I hate it." ”
March didn't find Feng Fan in the lobby, suddenly remembered something, and came to the open space behind the inn.
Feng Pan is indeed here.
He leaned on a bamboo pole, heard footsteps, and looked sideways at her, his eyes were deep, and his face was covered with a black scarf, and he couldn't see his emotions.
"What's the matter?" She asked.
"Forget."
March raised her eyebrows, sensing that the other party might be annoyed by the fact that she had a conversation with conservation first.
"I'm so forgetful at a young age, what should I do when I'm old?" She teased, "Say, how can I help you remember?" ”
Feng Pan was silent, and after a while, he said, "Today is our last meeting. ”
"Not bad."
Once you've traveled to the Trials Mountain to be put to the test, it's time for the game to end, whether it's success or failure.
Not surprisingly, today should be their last meeting.
"I'll give it my all." Feng Pan said slowly.
March raised her jaw: "I'm looking forward to it." ”
As she spoke, a white light flashed on her body, and she had changed her cotton clothes into light night clothes.
- The heavy cotton clothes have some effect on her movements, and besides, she has water beads on her body, and she is not as afraid of the cold as before.
The clutch ring is split in two and is held in the hand.
She held her breath and stared at the wind.
Over the years, in every game, face every opponent.
In the next second, the figures of the two disappeared at the same time.
"Stealth"!
None of them used simple stealth techniques, one used back jump to assist, and the other used shrinkage to cooperate, using the shadow of the inn and the bamboo forest to hide their traces.
In many games, the "Eagle Eye" skill of the Archer and Hunter is the nemesis of the Rogue and can see through stealth.
It's a pity that neither of them will be "Hawkeye".
March hides under the eaves of the inn and looks at the direction of the bamboo forest.
Before stealing, Feng Pan was closer to the bamboo forest, and most of them hid there.
Thinking like this, she suddenly heard the sound of very shallow breathing beside her.
The heartbeat is stagnant, and the hairs stand on end.
The clutch ring flew out of his hand and swooped in the direction from which the sound came.
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