In fact, Chen Lin is still quite optimistic, the first death was actually mainly because he was unlucky, and he hit the temple area impartially, otherwise he would never have been killed by the blow of the half-hung power of a yang finger.

It's equivalent to being hit with a critical hit effect in the game.,It's an irresistible factor.,I can only say that my face is not good.。

If you think about it carefully, the more Chen Lin thinks about it, the more he feels that whether it is Turtle School Qigong or Yiyang Finger, the effect is much weaker than in anime or novels, which is also a strange place.

Turn off the mobile phone QQ, Chen Lin went to bed early after dinner as usual, he wanted to recharge for tomorrow's crossing.

The next evening, Chen Lin, who had been waiting for a long time, felt a familiar sense of drowsiness as scheduled, and when everything was ready, Chen Lin closed his eyes and traveled through the time and space tunnel again to arrive at that world.

The sky was still overcast, and it looked even darker than yesterday, making it a little confusing whether it was dawn or evening.

The place of arrival is next to the muddy path, where the last person to fall to the ground and die yesterday, and there are several unprocessed corpses nearby, which seem to have been pulled over and discarded by those people yesterday.

Chen Lin approached slightly, forcibly resisted the stench and took a closer look, the skin of these corpses showed a large area of decay, and the face was full of edema, in addition, he did not find any other external injuries, nor did he have obvious scars from the fight, whether it was a sharp weapon or an explosion, there were no traces at all.

It looked a little different from the mass deaths he had expected from war or conflict yesterday, but more like the result of the plague, as he vaguely remembered that the men yesterday seemed to be wearing coverings like gloves and masks when carrying corpses.

Chen Lin hurriedly distanced himself, lest he be infected for no reason, it is said that there are many traversers who died or were disabled because of the otherworldly virus.

Could it be caused by the various germs of the earth that you carry?

But soon, Chen Lin shook his head and denied this possibility.

The last time he crossed him, it happened to be a severe cold, and even so, it was mainly because those tree races had weakened to the verge of destruction, and their immunity was almost completely lost, which gave him a chance to take advantage of the cold virus, otherwise even if it had an impact, it would be difficult to cause such a huge impact.

And yesterday when he crossed over to this time, Chen Lin had already found a large number of corpses piled up on the side of the road, some of which had even turned into white bones, indicating that this large number of deaths should have lasted for a long time, so it definitely had nothing to do with him.

Worried about encountering the natives carrying the corpses again, Chen Lin left the muddy path and slowly moved forward from the colorful weeds not far away, although this would make him take a lot of detours, but he didn't dare to underestimate the natives of this world now.

The devil knows where a turtle school qigong will come out again?

Along the way, I saw several waves of natives coming from the trail, some just passing by, some still carrying corpses, and Chen Lin was not found.

After they walked away, Chen Lin also quietly touched over, and took a general look at the corpses that were obviously just dead from a distance, which were similar to the previous corpses, which seemed to somewhat verify his guess that a plague might indeed be breaking out in this time and space.

Isn't it a bit of a coincidence that he's here?

Chen Lin stayed away, and at the same time complained in his heart, who knows how the virus here spreads, contact? Blood? Or air?

But Chen Lin has no room to retreat, his crossing is passive and mandatory, if the approach just now has already infected him, then he will be unlucky.

After about an hour of further progress, a village-sized settlement gradually became clear in sight, unlike the last time I saw the Green Man village, although this settlement looked very rudimentary on the outside, there were several natives who were clearly patrolling nearby.

Chen Lin didn't rush closer, he turned around the village from a distance, and at the other end of the village, he saw that there were several roads extending out, and there were occasional natives coming and going on the road, all of them looking hurried, indicating that this village was not the whole of this world.

The village is not big, there are a total of six natives in charge of patrolling nearby, these natives are not barehanded, they all hold weapons in their hands, but because of the distance, the light is not very good, Chen Lin can't tell the specific type of weapon, but he can vaguely see a yellow luster, a bit like a blade or a sword, but it doesn't seem to be.

With the experience of the last time, Chen Lin didn't dare to act rashly, in case a native suddenly used a set of Dugu Nine Swords against him, wouldn't he die too unjustly.

Crawling in the grass for a long time, until the sky became darker and darker, I don't know if it was time to eat, half of the natives on patrol left, and the remaining three people, although they were still there, but their pace slowed down significantly, and it was difficult to take care of every corner of the entire village.

Chen Lin had already passed a few hours since he crossed over, and even if he had eaten enough, he felt thirsty and hungry at the moment, and he needed to replenish his strength.

Taking advantage of the last light before the night completely fell, Chen Lin quietly groped into the village towards the corner that no one could see.

Just in case, he prepared the rattan whip in his hand in advance, and through the last battle, at least it showed that this weapon was still a deterrent to the natives here.

Fortunately, Chen Lin did not use a rattan whip and entered the village smoothly.

At this moment, night had completely fallen, and the last three natives on patrol had completely left, and there were no natives to be seen outside the entire village.

Except for the sporadic light sources in the village, the whole world was plunged into dead darkness.

The houses here are irregularly shaped like towers, and it is impossible to tell what they resemble exactly, but they are relatively tall, presumably to accommodate the tall stature of the natives.

The fragrance wafting from the house made Chen Lin's hunger even stronger, it was rare that the food in this world actually had a fragrance similar to the fragrance of flowers, unlike the last time the green people ate jade bamboo, although the taste was good, but the appearance and taste were really not complimentary.

For newcomers, every time they travel to a new world, food is a big problem, and what they can eat and what they can't eat need to be screened and discerned.

The village is so desolate that there is nothing in the village for him to try to eat, the only thing he can eat is inside the house, but here after nightfall, almost every house has a locked door, and the material of the house is difficult to judge, but it is certainly not brittle enough to be kicked open casually.

After going back and forth twice, Chen Lin finally stopped at a door in the southeast corner of the village, and according to his house-to-house identification, only this house had the least number of natives talking, and the voice was slightly weaker than that of the other natives, and it was accompanied by a baby-like cry, but this cry was much sharper than that of a human child.

It can basically be judged that this should be a female aborigine at home alone with her children, and it is also the best place for Chen Lin to solve accommodation and food tonight.