After going online, Le Xiaotian still appeared in the empty courtyard of the martial arts hall. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The game is synchronized with the real time, it is dark outside, and the game is the same, the moon is high, the stars are dotted, the town of Qinghe is brightly lit, and there are still as many players on the street as during the day, without any diminishing.

The moonlight, the town, and the lights formed a dreamlike picture, and Le Xiaotian couldn't help but be stunned.

"The night in ancient times was much more beautiful than it is now."

With emotion, a discordant voice broke Le Xiaotian's interest in watching the scenery.

"Gollum~~"

Le Xiaotian touched his stomach and was stunned for a while: "Didn't I just eat, why am I hungry again?" Wait a minute! It's not that I'm hungry, it's that this game character is hungry! Do you want to eat another meal in the game? If you don't eat, will you starve to death? ”

"I'm going to starve!" Zhao Ritian picked his teeth and walked in from outside the martial arts hall.

"Will you really starve?"

"Just now, there were a few unbelievers who were reluctant to spend money on food, but now they are all hungry and can't get up, and they don't have any strength at all."

"In that case, then I have to go and eat something, eat outside, eat here again, I'm really speechless."

"If you eat, go to the street to eat Yangchun noodles, a bowl of three pennies, affordable and delicious, if it is too expensive, buy steamed buns, a penny a penny, don't go to the restaurant, where the food thieves are expensive." Zhao Ritian kindly reminded.

Le Xiaotian waved his hand without looking back: "Got it, thank you." ”

The vendor selling Yangchun noodles and steamed buns was actually on the street where Le Xiaotian was begging in the afternoon, which was the most prosperous street in Qinghe Town, with many shops and pedestrians, so it was the best place to beg, but unfortunately it was later occupied by a group of shameless people who imitated him.

In the evening, there were few people begging on this street, because they all found that there were more people begging, and they got less and less money, sometimes they did not earn a penny for an hour, and it was better to go to various shops to earn more.

Some people changed careers, while others stayed and felt addicted to beggars.

The noodle stall selling Yangchun noodles is very simple, just a stove, a big pot, then three tables, a few chairs, everyone sits in the open air, and the food is not too hot.

Le Xiaotian chose an empty table and sat down, and shouted: "Come to a bowl of Yangchun noodles." ”

The boss answered and continued to bury his head in cooking noodles.

While waiting for the meeting, the conversation between the two players at the next table caught Le Xiaotian's attention.

The sound of the two of them talking was small, but it still reached his ears.

"When it's late at night, we'll act."

"Do you really want to do this? If you find out, it's over. ”

"Wealth is in danger, we were busy for an afternoon to earn dozens of dollars, and it takes ten taels of silver to join the martial arts hall, at this rate, it will take at least two or three months to get the money together, and at that time, where can we still hope to get a place, and the gap with other players will only get bigger and bigger."

"But I'm still a little worried, I heard that the punishment for death is very heavy, and all items and skills will not be dropped, so I have to start all over again."

"What are you afraid of, anyway, we haven't learned martial arts yet, and we don't have much money on our bodies, so if we don't, it's gone, what's the pity, on the contrary, if our action is successful tonight, we can join the martial arts gym immediately, ahead of most people, don't you count this deal?"

"Listening to you say that, it's quite cost-effective, okay, when are we going to act?"

"Don't worry, when the NPC falls asleep, we're sneaking in."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Le Xiaotian knew that they were two players with the idea of playing NPCs, and it was estimated that this time they wanted to take advantage of the dead of night to burglarize.

As for which one they wanted to steal, it was unknown.

Le Xiaotian is not interested in this kind of thing, he already has money, and the top priority now is to pay close attention to cultivation and improve the level of internal strength, so after eating noodles, he put down the three copper coins, and he left.

After eating the noodles, his stomach really stopped growling, the hunger pang slowly disappeared, his strength and physical strength quickly recovered, and he became fierce again.

Since he didn't have a house of his own and no suitable place to practice, at night, Le Xiaotian returned to the martial arts hall, which was his shelter for the time being.

There are several houses in the martial arts hall, each of which is lit by candlelight, and through the papier-mâché windows, there are many people inside, all of whom are inhabited, and he can only meditate and practice in the courtyard.

With him, there is also Zhao Ritian, and in the entire Qinghe Town, only the two of them have joined the martial arts hall and learned internal strength, so it is natural to cultivate here.

Both of them were busy cultivating, and they didn't say a word, and the martial arts hall was extremely quiet, and the wind and grass were very clear.

As the night gets deeper, many shops on the street are closing, NPCs are sleeping, and there are fewer players, mainly because many things can't be done at night, and they can't make money.

Cultivating until late at night, suddenly, a continuous loud gong broke the rare silence.

"There are thieves! Catch the thief! ”

Many of the houses have candles or oil lamps lit, and the NPCs in the game are united, or the game is set up like this, with a large number of NPCs running out of their houses and joining the team to catch thieves in their pajamas.

A group of people, armed with hoes, shovels, clubs, and other tools, chased after two young men who were running for their lives, and their faces were so frightened that they didn't even know that their shoes had fallen off.

No matter how the two of them ran, they would be surrounded by townspeople who came from all over the world to support, running and running, and when they reached the gate of the martial arts hall, they had no way to escape, they were surrounded by the front and back, and they were trapped here.

Then, Le Xiaotian and Zhao Ritian looked at the two brothers at the door with pity, surrounded by a large number of NPCs and beaten and kicked, sticks to each other, beating as hard as they wanted, as if they had dug their ancestral graves and slept with their fathers and mothers, and within a while, their heads were bleeding, and their whole faces were swollen into pig's heads.

If it was just a beating, it would be fine, and in the end the townspeople called the officials and arrested the two players who attempted burglary and put them in the yamen, thinking that they must have been locked up in the prison for a while.

In this way, they are wasting a lot of valuable time, not only did they not steal the money, but they lost even more.

"Tsk, they're so bold as to steal NPC's stuff, it's really damn bad." Zhao Ritian said.

"Not everyone is as lucky as you to be able to pick precious herbs on the mountain, other players who want to join the martial arts hall in the fastest time can only take the crooked path."

Zhao Ritian tilted his head and said proudly: "That's!" In addition to luck, you also have to have vision, not everyone can be like me, in so many weedy places can also find precious herbs, this is called a torch, a unique vision, a unique eye, ......"

Seeing Zhao Ritian praising himself with a lot of idioms, Le Xiaotian wanted to say: Can you not be so narcissistic.