Chapter 177: Refugee Secret Realm?

"I'm going, what the hell, performance art?"

"And a cart with wooden wheels? It won't be any special NPC. ”

When Wang Bing and the five people slowly approached, it seemed that the five people in front of them didn't pay attention to the back, and they seemed to be shouting something in unison.

After watching them cut the branches, he shouted three times and put the dead branches on top of the wooden cart.

"Gone?"

The red-faced lord is very confused, what is the reason, offline? and Into the Secret Realm?

"Just five people were shouting 3, 2, 1 or something."

Jun Wufan, who is proficient in lip language, explained.

Wang Bing and the five of them walked to the place where they disappeared, looked at it, and found that there were no people, carts and the like, only traces left by them.

"It seems that there is a secret realm here, and their actions just now should be the key to entering the secret realm, firewood knives, wooden carts, and then put firewood on the carts in a unified manner."

"Then you can enter the secret realm? No, you didn't see them still wearing tattered clothes. ”

The red-faced Meng master didn't know when he turned off the live broadcast, and after walking around, he took Wang Bing's words.

The boundless scholar didn't know what he thought, he swallowed his saliva silently, and then looked at everyone with a grin,

"Since there is a secret realm, should we do it?"

The red-faced lord snorted angrily.

"Scholar, you are really nonsense, I didn't see that I turned off the live broadcast, tattered clothes and that kind of wooden cart can be obtained in Shangba Village, I just don't know this order, right?"

"If you don't try, how do you know if it works?"

After Wang Bing finished speaking, he directly summoned the mount golden eagle, and soon, the five big golden eagles carried people away.

Back in the dark live broadcast room, many players have fried the pot.

"We saw a new secret realm just now, let's go first."

Kiki thought about it, and asked for help from some big guys.

"That big guy remembers the opening actions and conditions of the secret realm?"

Then it was immediately fried on the game forum, and players in Dazhou County rushed to tell each other, wanting to celebrate the festival.

Players in other realms looked at the recent post news of Dazhou County, and could only sulk secretly, sure enough, as the saying goes, this reincarnation is really a technical job,

Especially people from several other countries, they all feel that these white eagles have taken shit luck, and these good things have appeared one after another, why is their novice town still the same bird, except for a lot of basic skills to be revealed, there is nothing good.

Soon, in the small basin on the inner periphery of the Arashi Mountain Range, seven golden eagles landed.

Yes, Hongyan Wuxian and Hongyan Wuwu also rushed over when they heard the news, after all, they were just entertaining some R&D personnel, and it would have been done in an hour or two, if it weren't for the live broadcast of Hongyan Meng, she would have come over two years ago.

After Hongyan arrived at the place, he waved his hand directly and took out the firewood cart and firewood knife.

"The three of us are in front, and the four of you men are in the back."

The boundless scholar was very disappointed, and he wanted to see the spring light of the girl in tattered clothes, but now he can see it, but it's just the back.

The seven of them changed into tattered linen novice outfits with one click, and then took out firewood in their backpacks, shouted at the number, and at the same time put the firewood into the firewood cart.

But there was no response.

"Failed, it seems that this firewood has to be cut on the spot."

After a while, the seven people took the dead branch that had just been cut down, and after passing through it, they turned into white light and disappeared.

"Here? Refugee influx? ”

"Qingfeng, don't stand still, keep up."

Wang Bing saw the reminder that he was not harmed, and turned his head to look at the people who were dressed like himself and others at the back of the corner, but there were still children on their firewood carts, looking at the children who were shivering and shivering, they couldn't help but feel sad, fortunately, these children are very sensible, not bear children.

Speaking of bear children, when the whole family is a refugee, will this bear child change and become a good child?

Following this group of aborigines, Wang Bing and the others found that the firewood trucks of these aborigines were different from theirs, they were all new, and the firewood trucks of the aborigines before and after were still diverse.

I would like to think of modern trolley carts with trolley boxes or bags, but the wheels of these cars are made of wood, the poles are made of bamboo, and the boards inside are made of bamboo rafts, which are more like the bamboo mats of the past.

In this way, this firewood cart can be pulled or pushed when the road conditions are good, and it can be used as a backpack when you want to climb the mountain, but the hemp rope on these firewood carts is relatively rough, which is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

After the red-faced faces were unharmed, a few people followed the example of refugees and wiped their faces, and walked to a refugee in front of them to say hello.

"Hello, I would like to ask, how far is it to get to the destination?"

The refugee who was greeted by the red face was an aunt, and there was a pair of two daughters sleeping on the firewood cart pushed in front, and the aunt was a little nervous after hearing the red-faced and harmless accent, and subconsciously looked at the back, and saw that the firewood trucks of the seven people were relatively new, and then looked at the dirty faces, which was relieved.

"Swollen, hey Yanren? Translation: Are you Yanren? ”

Wang Bing understood the Hakka dialect spoken by the aunt, and hurriedly pushed the firewood cart and trotted over to explain in Hakka.

"Auntie, these are my relatives. Auntie, these are my relatives. ”

"If you want to simmer for a while, how long will it take to be the destination? I would like to ask, how long will it take to get to your destination? ”

The following will not speak Hakka, direct signs

The aunt glanced at the two of them and seemed to think of her husband.

"Pretty boy, your wife is very good."

"It will take half an hour to get to the basin."

"Xia Xia, thank you, Auntie!"

After the seven people kept moving forward at a fast pace, they all spoke in the group.

Ice Sea Breeze: "The destination is a basin, and it will take another hour to arrive." ”

"Everyone here speaks Hakka, and they will let me come to the meeting to communicate."

Jun Wufan: "I can speak Cantonese, but I can't understand the Hakka dialect of that aunt just now." ”

Hongyan was unharmed: "Wait, I just said the word wife, Qingfeng, I want to make it clear!" ”

Wang Bing looked at him speechlessly, staring at his red face without injury.

Binghai Qingfeng: "These words don't matter, now we have to unify the external voice, I am a local, you are a foreigner, you are my relatives, and then it is improvise." ”

Hongyan Meng Lord: "☆_☆, is it a relative or a wife?" ”

Ice Sea Breeze: "Convex"

Jun Wuhua: "The basin that the aunt said is probably the basin we came into, don't just observe the mountain road, you have to look at the mountains, this is the Huangzhou Mountain Range." ”

"Really, I've seen this place in the sky from the golden eagle, and I remember that this is not far from entering the Huangzhou Mountain Range, but there was no path at all at that time."

An hour passed quickly, and Wang Bing and the seven of them looked at the basin in the distance, and they came back here in circles, but they didn't know what the main line of this secret realm was? You can't just follow the refugees to eat tree bark or grass roots.