The two pieces of gold equipment on the ground are quite similar to Xiong Xiaochuan's intentions, both are leather armor, which can just be worn on his body, which adds a small section to his attributes.

As for the skill book, it's a bit weird, it's a bronze-level skill, called amplification, and the effect is to make your voice sound several times louder than the original.

Xiong Xiaochuan felt that this skill was a joke with him! But after thinking about it, Xiong Xiaochuan still learned this skill, because he thought that when he raised the bar with Hongluan in the future, because of gender, he was always pressed by Hongluan in terms of voice, and in the future, he and Hongluan raised the bar directly to sacrifice the amplification technique to see who dared to be louder than him!

After beating away the bandit leader, Xiong Xiaochuan is not in the mood to continue farming monsters for the time being, more than 500 robbers! He was a little sick when he saw the robbers now.

But what's interesting is that the faces of these robbers are different, and it seems that the people who made this game are quite careful.

In fact, what Xiong Xiaochuan didn't know was that he hadn't found out more interestingly, for example, there was a robber whose face looked exactly like him in a place far away from him, and then died at the hands of other players.

Most players are also happy to think that the game is so serious, and the face of such a bandit mob is so seriously made!

Xiong Xiaochuan found a place with a more beautiful environment and lay down, listening to the chirping birds in the forest, I feel very comfortable, the environment in this game is good, unlike the real world where it is either fog or haze.

A place like this may only be available in some primeval forests.

In the game, there are a lot of players like Xiong Xiaochuan who don't farm monsters in the wild and just play, this kind of player is called a tourist player by other players, the world of this era is too big, not only big but also the scenery is beautiful, so some people who are not very convenient to travel, naturally inevitably enter the game to experience the thrill of traveling.

Xiong Xiaochuan was comfortably bathing in the sun, and he didn't want to think that at this time, a big shiny bald head suddenly appeared in front of him, and it was still shining under the sunlight, and his eyes almost didn't dazzle.

Someone's coming! And he was also a bald head, which made Xiong Xiaochuan get up with a pout, looking at the person in front of him.

I can't help but be shocked when I look at Xiong Xiaochuan, if this shape is not cosplay, it must be an NPC! And it's an obnoxious NPC!

"Donor, do you sound good?"

That's right, this bald head is naturally a monk, and he also has a Zen staff and a begging bowl in his hand!

"What's good or not?"

Xiong Xiaochuan said impatiently.

"This bird's call, crisp and pleasant, does the donor think it sounds good?"

The old monk asked with a smile.

"It's not good."

Xiong Xiaochuan said angrily.

Hearing Xiong Xiaochuan's words, the old monk seemed to be a little stunned for a while, why didn't he play his cards according to the routine? But it doesn't matter, he also has a way to keep this topic on the off hook if he doesn't play according to the routine.

"Since it's not good, does the donor want to listen to the sound of the sound?"

The old monk asked with a smile.

"I don't want to hear it."

Xiong Xiaochuan said very simply.

"Shall we listen to it?"

The old monk persuaded.

"Are you bothered? Say it or don't listen! ”

Xiong Xiaochuan glared.

"It's really good."

The old monk brushed his beard and laughed.

"This voice is the roar of the lion in the evening drum and morning bell, and there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"

Then the old monk didn't wait for Xiong Xiaochuan to refuse and shouted out directly, and the voice exploded in Xiong Xiaochuan's ears like a bell, and then the old monk glanced at Xiong Xiaochuan complacently.

"Are you trying to compete with me?"

But the next moment, a loud sound comparable to a cruise ship's whistle sounded in the ears of the old monk, and he almost didn't throw the begging bowl in the old monk's hand in fright, yes, Xiong Xiaochuan turned on the amplification technique, and at the same time he was not happy enough to add a loudspeaker that exploded from the robber.

At that moment, the old monk felt that he was deaf...

And looking at the old monk's bewildered look, Xiong Xiaochuan's psychological side is not to mention how comfortable it is, yes, this old monk is Fahai! This dress and those who are not too familiar with the white bear Ogawa!

For Fahai, Xiong Xiaochuan is unhappy with this old thief bald, obviously his heart is as small as the eye of a needle, but he is also full of benevolence, righteousness and morality to cross the world, this is Xu Xian's little arms and legs can't beat Fahai, if he is replaced Xiong Xiaochuan... I still can't beat it!

Of course, it means that in the game, Xiong Xiaochuan just checked the level of Fahai, well... Level 100, as for the grade, and other attributes, you can't see anything!

But what if you're level 100? Lao Tzu's voice is louder than you!

Xiong Xiaochuan is not convinced, this stubborn temper has come up, it doesn't matter if you are level 100 or 1,000, it is disgusting to see that you are unhappy!

"The donor's voice is so loud, the old man is willing to bow down."

Fahai bowed.

"Zen Master, do you think you are kind?"

Xiong Xiaochuan asked.

"The old man asked himself, he has never done anything hurtful."

Fahai said.

"Zen master, your begging bowl seems to be quite good, is it effective for people?"

Xiong Xiaochuan continued to ask.

"This golden bowl was given to me by my master to subdue demons and subdue demons, and it is naturally ineffective for mortals."

Fahai said.

"Zen Master, monks should be compassionate, don't you say?"

Xiong Xiaochuan continued to induce.

"What the donor is saying is that the monks naturally have compassion."

Fahai nodded yes.

"Zen master, monks don't speak, do they?"

Xiong Xiaochuan asked cautiously.

"What the hell do you want to say, donor?"

Fahai felt that he might have been wrong to come and provoke this person, why did he have more problems than him?

"Zen Master, are you impatient?"

Xiong Xiaochuan said disdainfully.

"No, if the donor has any questions, the monks don't speak."

Fahai shook his head and said.

"In the past, the Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle, and the Guanyin monk sacrificed himself to save his father, this is all great compassion."

Xiong Xiaochuan watched Fahai follow the good path.

"Great mercy! Amitabha. ”

Hearing Xiong Xiaochuan praise the Buddha and Master Guanyin, as a person in the Buddhist sect, Fahai was naturally satisfied, and at the same time felt that this kid looked more and more pleasing to the eye, and it seemed that it was right to lead him into the Buddhist gate!

"Zen Master, do you know? I'm a little unhappy. ”

Xiong Xiaochuan saw that Fahai was trapped, and immediately made a sad face.

"Oh? Why is the donor upset? Can you talk to the old man? Let the old man explain? ”

Fahai said smugly.

"Alas! Because of love. ”

Xiong Xiaochuan glanced at Fahai, sighed and shook his head.

"The red world is a pink skeleton, and the donor might as well escape into the empty door, so as not to suffer from the invasion of this mortal world."

Fahai said.