As soon as Yang Bing withdrew from the battlefield space, he hurriedly took a few steps back, ran to the outside of the monster treasure house, and then cursed secretly: "Enter your sister, you lost 20 spearmen on the first floor, and you are going to go down, and you won't be alive." ”

This time he was careless, and he caused such a big loss in vain. Yang Bing blamed himself, but when he saw the 3 units of mercury, his depression quickly dissipated. The magic that makes people want to be is finally no longer far away from themselves. The feeling that with a wave of his hand he could make the enemy fly to ashes, he had longed for a long time.

But then Yang Bing didn't go to push the blame, because the next target was the prophet's hut, which was not the same as the one he encountered last time, which was also detected by the second thief, the reason was that Yang Bing also walked around here in order to collect farmers as much as possible, but the wild monsters nearby were not something he could provoke, what third-order, fourth-order troops were a large group, and his small body was the part of the exterminated team. He also found a few buildings that could add attributes, but unfortunately they were guarded by a group of powerful creatures, and he didn't dare to touch the tiger's buttocks, but the only thing that wasn't guarded by wild monsters was this prophet's hut, I don't know if they were too lazy to look at it, or didn't dare to come to guard the door. Anyway, no one guards, which is the biggest good thing for Yang Bing.

First of all, I want to introduce, the Prophet's Hut is a special reward building in the Hero Invincible, just like the mercenary union, as long as you complete the tasks inside and hand in the task items, you can get some rewards, the reward is not fixed, it can be gold, it can be experience, it may also be a soldier, for Yang Bing, there is no doubt that any of these three things are what Yang Bing needs now, especially the troop is the most scarce at hand. Don't look at his miscellaneous soldiers, there are hundreds, but as long as the battle will be lost, like the monster treasure house just now, the loss will come two or three times, and he will return to the pre-liberation period. It's all gold.

There was a battle just now, although he didn't need to take a knife and fight the little devil alone, but he needed his feet to hurry, even if he wasn't mentally tired, he was physically a little tired.

Therefore, the speed of the way to the Prophet's Hut slowed down, and Yang Bing walked and stopped, resting for an hour in between, and it was not until the afternoon that he finally reached the front of the Prophet's Hut.

However, every time he saw the prophet's hut, Yang Bing had to be stunned for a while, I don't know if it was the prophet's special hobby or what the reason was, anyway, the prophet's hut always built some strange things, such as the dead tree last time, this time it was more exaggerated than last time, but what appeared in front of Yang Bing's eyes was a huge mushroom, if it wasn't for the second thief saying that this was the prophet's hut, Yang Bing wouldn't believe it.

Okay, this mushroom, let's call him the Prophet Mushroom House, he stared at the mushroom house for a long moment, before remembering his intention to come here, and circled around the mushroom, only to find that there was something like a door at the stalk of the mushroom. He wasn't sure because the door wasn't on target. What made him most suspicious was that door-like thing, the highest was only one meter five, with his height of one meter seven or eight, it seemed that if he wanted to go in, he had to bend over, and he didn't know if the prophet in it was from the dwarf clan, Yang Bing guessed maliciously in his heart, but although he was suspicious, he still stepped forward and prepared to knock on the door, so as to give the prophet a sign that he was very polite.

It's just that it's still the same as last time, when Yang Bing's hand hasn't touched the plausible door, the door will automatically open, Yang Bing glanced inside at the door, but he didn't see anything clearly, he could only see a little bit of dim candlelight coming out, but the entire space inside was hazy and couldn't really be seen.

Yang Bing was also surprised, he hesitated slightly, then bent down and walked in, he also knew that the prophets had their own preferences, just like the one in the tree hole last time, he was completely an alchemist who did research, and he didn't have the demeanor of a wise man at all. You can only feel his wisdom when you are staring at him.

This time was no exception, there were no bookshelves or books in the house, it was full of paints and drawing boards, and the finished and semi-finished paintings were placed everywhere, and the Prophet's Cottage was more like a studio.

But when he looked at the paintings, there was a hint of familiarity, as if he had seen them somewhere, as if they were telling a story.

From the first view, a young man naked with only a white cloth is riding on the body of a griffin.

The second image shows the young man riding a griffin and charging after a group of zombies chasing a farmer with a dung fork.

The third picture shows a young man in casual clothes looking around.

The fourth picture shows a black charcoal beggar waving his arms just after rushing to the crematorium, and in front of him is a dwarven treasure house

The last picture shows a young man dressed in casual clothes standing under a huge mushroom in a daze.

"Nima, isn't this me? Who is so fucked up and spies on grandpa's every move. Yang Bing scolded unconsciously.

"I was kind enough to open the door for you, but you insulted me, don't you think you are a little inauthentic?"

A rather vicissitudes of life voice pulled Yang Bing's attention out of the picture, following the sound, he found a white-bearded old man of up to one meter three walked out from behind the wooden door, Yang Bing felt that he was indeed a little reckless at this time, so he hurriedly bowed down, saluted the short old man and said: "I am the adventurer Yang Bing, when I saw this hut, I came in to take a look at it out of curiosity, and when I saw these pictures, I was shocked, and I ask for your forgiveness for the offense." ”

"I'm Christopher, the dwarves, and of course my people prefer to call me a prophet, so you don't have to lie to me, you came here specifically for me." Christopher plus the top of his head could only reach Yang Bing's chest, if it weren't for his gray beard, he would really think it was a teenager child, he directly pointed out Yang Bing's lies, then picked up the paintbrush, and continued to paint the unfinished work on the drawing board in front of him.

The lie was exposed, Yang Bing smiled awkwardly, but he thought in his mind suspiciously, "When did the NPC also have this IQ?" But thinking about those paintings, Christopher knew why he came, and Yang Bing was relieved, the prophet really had the ability to predict the unknown.

"Prophet, I am a hero, and I am here for a mission?" Yang Bing felt that this was much stranger than the residence of the prophet he saw last time, since this was a mission building, it was better to get the task early and run away quickly.

"Task? Hehe, you really think of this world as a game world! Christopher didn't immediately release the task as Yang Bing imagined, but asked with a smile.