(It is said that only crying children can eat candy, so please recommend it to Zhang.) Let me rush into the top 10 of the new book list, it's only a little bit close! Thanks! ）

When Yang Bing reached out and touched the trunk of the tree, a prompt sounded instantly: You have found the Prophet's Hut.

Oh, Yang Bing didn't force his way in due to various considerations, but just stood at the door and shouted, "Is anyone there?" ”

"Adventurer, please come in!" A low, timed voice sounded, and the door of the tree house opened. Yang Bing paused slightly, but still walked in, anyway, there was nothing worth peeking at on his body.

When Yang Bing walked into the tree house, he felt a mysterious aura rushing to his face, and then disappeared as if he had never appeared. The arrival space in the tree house is about ten square meters, and the surrounding tree walls are covered with all kinds of strange symbols and words, but they are somewhat contrary to the tree wall.

In the middle of the treehouse was a huge stone platform, on which were stacked with metal, monster skin armor, bones, internal organs, and other materials. There was a middle-aged man standing next to the stone platform, his hands were dancing very quickly, combining several unknown bones on the platform, and then reciting some intonations quickly and orderly, and the movement of his hands obviously echoed the rules of intonation.

It wasn't until Yang Bing entered the tree house that the middle-aged man didn't look up at him, just focused on swinging the materials in front of him.

In Yang Bing's consciousness, seven or eight minutes passed, and the middle-aged man refined the bones that seemed chaotic and disorderly to Yang Bing, but conformed to the laws that Yang Bing didn't know, through magic, and put them together.

Suddenly, Yang Bing discovered an amazing scene.

Those strange bones floated in an instant, and began to piece together an invisible line along the movements of the middle-aged man's hands. Formed a small bone dragon?

Yang Bing silently checked the creature, and a row of surnames appeared.

Creature: Pseudoosteosaurus (a combination of bones from non-dragon creatures, with significant defects and inability to fly)

Rank: 5th Elementary

Attack: 15

Defense: 15

Health: 60/60

Lethality: 12-20

Speed: 5 (1=3 meters per second)

Morale: 0 Lucky: 0

Ability: Aging (Chance to demoralize creatures below their own level, making them unable to fight back.) ）

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, then raised his head to look at Yang Bing, and asked in a tone full of wisdom, "Adventurer, what do you want to know?" ”

Yang Bing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and saw that he was wearing a gray-brown robe made of unknown material, with long hair and a shawl, and a pair of eyes full of wisdom inlaid on his face with Chinese characters. Yang Bing expected that this must be the owner of the Prophet's Hut. A special wise man, a prophet.

"Great Prophet, can you tell me how to get to the nearest castle?" Yang Bing asked cautiously.

"Lost adventurer, what you need most is a magic map! I happen to have a map of the area here. I think it will help you, so I'll give it to you! Hopefully, if you find a bad luck slip on your travels, bring it to me and you'll be rewarded unexpectedly. ”

After the prophet finished speaking, a map and an ancient parchment scroll suddenly appeared in Yang Bing's hands. He looked down and saw three different colored dots of light on the map, one green and yellow spot, and then a white dot of light flashing in the upper left corner of the map.

"So, adventurer, do you have anything more to ask for?" The prophet looked at Yang Bing and said.

"Great Prophet, is this world real?" Yang Bing stared at the prophet nervously, for fear that he would say a word: Child, in fact, this is all a dream.

The prophet's action of sorting out the materials on the stone platform suddenly paused, and although it was only for a moment, it was still captured by Yang Bing. He said in a tone full of vicissitudes: "Adventurers from outside, when you should know, you will naturally know." Go ahead! Go back to your world. ”

Before Yang Bing could make any other moves, he was moved out of the Prophet's treehouse, Yang Bing was only startled for a moment, and then walked towards the door of the Prophet's treehouse again, but a curtain of light suddenly wrapped the treehouse, and no matter how hard Yang Bing tried, he couldn't take a step forward. Then the wise voice of the prophet sounded: "Come to me again with the funnel of doom." ”

Chapter XI

Forget it, I finally met a guy who can talk, how can I be so unkind! Why didn't he think that the prophet would harm him, in fact, Yang Bing was still subconsciously influenced by the hero invincible game, thinking that all the creatures in this world were NPCs, such as the prophet was one of the more Zhirong. Of course, NPCs are not bad for players. However, this was just wishful thinking on his part, until a sudden incident caused him to completely change this idea. Although he paid a heavy price for it.

After sending a prison scratch, look at the time, it's been almost an hour since I came in, and I'm afraid it's been half a day outside! I have to hurry back to the castle, Yang Bing is looking at the map, what is the white dot? What does the green dot represent? He summoned the griffon, and tried to move it in a random direction. Suddenly he found that the green dot also began to move, he changed the direction again, and the green dot also changed directions. Only then did Yang Bing determine that the green dot represented himself, and then the yellow dot was the prophet? But why are there so many yellow dots on this map, according to the online game, the yellow ones are neutral NPCs, and the red ones are hostile. The white dot should be a camp! Is that my castle?

Yang Bing deduced it, and then let the griffin fly along the north, avoiding many red wild monsters along the way, more than ten minutes later. Finally, I saw the outline of the castle.

Putting away the griffin, he hurried through the castle gates, and then hurriedly withdrew in silence.

When you open your eyes, a white light enters your eyes.

It's morning so soon, time is like flowing water! Yang Bing sighed for a while, picked up the pulse and poured it down,

"Gollum"

He shook the drained bottle and threw it away. Then I stood up, and just wanted to pat the dust on my buttocks, but it was a slippery piece as far as I could reach, and then I remembered that I didn't have any clothes to wear. I sat in this cubicle for the night.

It's a matter of planning for the next few days. Yang Bing walked out of the cubicle, and when he looked up, he found a group of sparsely gathered around the bar counter used to eat breakfast! Yang Bing scratched his head and walked over.

"Good morning, everyone! If you're so happy, let's share it! ”

"Lazy man, everyone was so busy last night that I don't know who was hiding and lazy. I'm embarrassed to come out and beg for food now. If it weren't for Brother Deng," said the woman who first said she wanted him to go out yesterday.

Yang Bing consciously took the loss and didn't refute it, just "hehe," and smiled.

"Do it yourself. If you want to eat, you're welcome, please! The fat man said vaguely.

The other three young men just glanced at Yang Bing when he came out, and then continued to destroy the food in his hands. It doesn't seem like I want to communicate with him much.