Chapter 52: The Dead

The two of them carefully inspected the village again, but still found nothing.

In desperation, the two could only continue on the road with hungry stomachs.

"I'm running out of hunger, I'm not going to starve to death, are I?" Drunken Qingfeng found that the hunger data on the panel had turned red, and his face was terrified.

Jian Yixue also checked his attributes.

Role: Sword and Blood

Gender: Male

Age: fifteen

Race: Human

Realm: Beginners

Hunger: 15/100

Good and Evil: +1.0

Primary attributes:

Strength: 1 section

Posture: One paragraph

Intelligence: One paragraph

Additional attributes:

Understanding:?

Root Bone: ?

Fuyuan:?

Looks:?

Nature:

Kenshin: A natural swordsman, double your proficiency in practicing swordsmanship, and +3 swordsmanship understanding.

Specialty:

Wolf's Heart: Increases damage to female characters by 10% and decreases female opinion by 10%.

Skill:

Basic Swordsmanship (Xiaocheng): Increases the power of swordsmanship by 5%

Shushan swordsmanship (Xiaocheng): Shushan disciples must have swordsmanship, good at attacking, fierce and indomitable.

Panyun Chenglong (Xiaocheng): The low-level disciples of Shushan must have light skills, take the meaning of the dragon in the clouds, and unfold it like a cloud and mist, ethereal as dust.

This is the attribute bar that was changed after the end of the internal test, which basically completely overhauled the attributes in the internal test, discarding the statement of experience points, so that players can no longer get bonuses through upgrades.

Attributes have also been discarded from numbers and become abstract rank terms, and specializations, skills, and stat columns have been integrated.

Added good and evil value, the last time Sword Yixue killed that bunch of villains, it only increased the number by a mere 1.2, but after so many days, it dropped by 0.2 for some reason.

With such an incomprehensible calculation, one can imagine how difficult it is to get a hundred good and evil values.

The hunger value of Jian Yixue also shows a warning red, and it is obvious that if they don't eat again, the two of them may face the fate of starvation.

"Let's take a look further ahead." Jian Yixue replied helplessly.

Now there was no better way, and the two of them continued to march forward dejectedly, and before they had gone far, a large square appeared in front of them.

"Do you smell a strange smell?" Jian Yixue suddenly frowned.

Drunk Qingfeng walked forward with a tired face, and hung his head in frustration when he saw the blood of the sword, even he was going to starve to death, and he didn't care about other things.

How could God be so unfair that I would experience the taste of starvation, and I would never waste food again.

I'll eat the mushrooms I hate the most, and I'll never throw away the stuffed buns again, oh my God, it's good to have me a steamed bun.

"This!" The stunned voice of the drunken breeze came, and the sword on the side raised his head in confusion, and said straightly: "Steamed buns? ”

The picture that followed his eyes knocked his appetite away from nowhere.

also followed the drunken breeze and fell into shock.

I saw that in front of me was a circular area covered with chaotic corpses, because the world of rivers and lakes would be slightly blurred, so it was impossible to see the extent of their decay, but just like this, it made the two people who were about to starve to death almost vomit out.

Looking at this rotten appearance, it shouldn't have just happened.

There were not only men, women, and children, but also soldiers in armor, but strangely all the weapons in their hands were gone.

Drunk Qingfeng looked at it for a while, and suddenly pulled out a big knife from his back.

Since the reopening of the rivers and lakes, the original storage space has disappeared, and it can only be carried by itself, which has to be said to be a lot of trouble.

Drunk Qingfeng ran over to look at a soldier, and from time to time he glanced at the big knife in his hand.

Jian Yixue didn't know what it meant, and walked behind him and wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

Drunk Qingfeng stood up and threw a knife flower with a big knife in his hand, "Look at this." ”

He pointed to an imprint on the hilt of the sword, on which were two traditional characters, which had been rubbed too hard to read, and then he pointed to a place on the soldier's armor, "Look at this again." ”

When the sword walked in, there was an identical mark on it, this mark was relatively clear, and it could be seen that the word "Daqin" was engraved on it.

"What's going on here? How can these two be the same. ”

Drunk Qingfeng shook his head, signaling that he didn't know, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, quickly walked to the side, and began to search for something.

Jian Yixue was helpless to get drunk with the mystery of Qingfeng, but he knew that there must be something he hadn't thought through, and now he was looking for something that could make him figure it out.

He will definitely tell himself when he understands.

So Jian Yixue did not interrupt the drunken breeze, but stood in place and waited.

Soon, Drunken Qingfeng stopped in front of an inconspicuous bush, and he called for a sword to come over.

The sword ran over, and the drunken breeze swept away the bushes in front of him with a big knife, and a short stone tablet stood in the middle, with the words "Wangjia Village" written on it.

Drunk Qingfeng said indifferently: "That Wang Wu really didn't lie to us, they left from Wangjia Village. ”

Jian Yixue was a little puzzled, "Since he didn't lie, why did these people all die together, and the officers and soldiers who came to collect taxes also died?"

Drunk Qingfeng walked back with a sword and a blood, "So he lied too." ”

He pointed to the soldiers who had just been lying down, "You see, these soldiers don't fit their armor. ”

Then he crouched down again and picked up the soldier's hand, "Look at his hand, he doesn't have a thumb, how can a soldier without a thumb use a knife as a weapon." ”

The sword looked at the blood, and sure enough, the soldier did not have a thumb on his hand.

"So, what the hell is going on."

Drunk Qingfeng muttered: "I guess that Wang Wu's group of people should have been officers and soldiers, but for some reason the whole village gathered, so the people in the village ran over in such a hurry." ”

"And they don't know why they killed the whole village, and put their armor on them, leaving only weapons to defend themselves."

"I saw you fighting with them that day, their attacks were disorderly, this is a rabble without even basic training, it should be because of the identity of officers and soldiers and the defenselessness of the villagers to kill all the villagers."

Jian Yixue frowned and listened for a long time, and couldn't help but say, "It's really cruel!" ”

Even though he knew it was a game, he was indignant by the sympathy that lay deep in his human roots.

Drunk Qingfeng muttered: "There are still many doubts, I don't know the purpose, I don't know the reason." ”

"Good! The analysis is good. ”

"Who?" The sword burst into blood.

A figure flashed behind a towering tree around them.

"Hide, come out for me." The sword was drawn with blood, and he rushed over with the strength of the dragon and the dragon.

"Good swordsmanship!"

In the black shadow, there was also a flash of sword light, directly meeting this move.