Chapter 6 Small Mountain Village

I have been following this caravan for ten days. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although my dialect became smoother and smoother after ten days of secretly learning the language, my spirit was still getting more and more tense day by day.

Because in the past ten days, I haven't sensed the other party's search magic once, if the other party can really search for me when I can't sense it, then the other party's strength may be able to sense my body.

If the doppelganger dies, it's nothing, I can divide another ten or eight at any time, but if the main body dies, then it's really dead, can I not be nervous?

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Three days later, at noon, the sun was shining, and the caravan had already left the camp, leaving only a slump in the camp.

Strangely, I stepped out of the shadows and stopped at the edge of the three dirt bags in the camp.

Mobilize the spiritual power, attract the earth element, open your hands to both sides, and the three dirt bags rolled to both sides with my hands opened, revealing three corpses buried under the dirt bags, two of which had dozens of wounds on their bodies, and died of excessive blood loss, and although the other corpse did not have too many wounds, the major artery in the neck was bitten, which was also regarded as death due to excessive blood.

These three corpses were left behind by the attack of a pack of 139 jackals in the caravan camp last night, yes, they are jackals, the kind of jackals that don't have any special abilities, those jackals that I have used exclusively for recreation.

One hundred and thirty-nine jackals, that is, I could kill them in an instant with a single stroke of mind, but this caravan guard was wounded and left three corpses behind.

The corners of my mouth twitched a little at the thought of this.

And in the course of the battle, there were no cultivators of magic or vindictive spirit.

Now I reacted, the caravan is likely not to have any extraordinary abilities, I have been worried for thirteen days, all the grass and trees are soldiers, they are all big oolongs, and I have been overestimating the strength of the other party because I have not sensed the search magic, in fact, the other party is likely not to release the search magic.

I smiled wryly, surrounded by a strong sense of security, and the tension of the past few days was swept away.

Although it's a little embarrassing now, I'm still very satisfied with my emotions, because overestimating the opponent will make me embarrassed at most, but underestimating the opponent will kill you, of course, safety first when you go out, my current mentality has undoubtedly greatly improved my safety.

I was still as cautious as ever about peeping and learning the language, but my mental state was very different from before. Because the caravan does not have a fighting spirit or magic in a casualty battle, the probability of someone with great ability among them is extremely low, and this extremely low probability still includes the thousand-year-old demon costume B in the plot of the novel, which is almost unlikely.

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In the early morning, a mist envelops the entire mountain village, and trees and houses loom in the fog.

This is the first human gathering place I have arrived at after secretly following the caravan for more than three months.

The time of a day on this planet, after the calculation of my original mobile phone, a day and a night are almost 24 hours, although sometimes a little more and sometimes a little less, but if you use 24 hours a day to calculate, you can barely put it on, so my time on this planet is 24 hours a day, 60 minutes per hour, 30 days a month, 12 months a year.

In more than three months of voyeurism, I can basically understand the dialect of the caravan, this is a caravan with a combination of various small chambers of commerce, employing multiple mercenary groups in the middle, specializing in the special goods between the Lomba Kingdom and the Moda Kingdom.

This small mountain village is the Kingdom of Longba, and the destination of the caravan is the trading city of the Kingdom of Longba, Yibi City.

The Kingdom of Lumba and the Kingdom of Moda are located in the north and south of the Gobi Desert, according to the mercenary group hired by the caravan, this Gobi Desert is very dangerous, only by gathering so many caravans and mercenaries, can the profits and risks be balanced, between the two countries, there is only one such large-scale special goods trade every year.

So I was very lucky to be able to meet this caravan in this Gobi Desert.

But when I arrived at the human settlement, my first thought was to separate from the caravan.

Because the longer you track a target, the easier it is to be spotted, especially since it's the first time I've tracked a human.

I'm not sure if they've found me if they've found me now, but if I separate from the caravan now, I won't have any more conflicts with me, whether the caravan finds me or not.

And I don't have any special ideas about this caravan, I just want to integrate into the human society on this planet, without paying attention, into their people, study their power system, social structure, culture and art, and so on.

With a small mountain village as a foundation, I can inquire about the rest of the crowd gathering places, there is no need to follow the caravan anymore, not to mention peeping at a small mountain village, it is much easier than peeping at an experienced caravan that travels south and north.

Of course, there is also the most important reason, is to learn the language, yes, is to learn the language, although I followed the caravan for three months, I can already understand their conversation, but when I went to the small mountain village, I found that they spoke the language of the two Chinese, that is, the caravan spoke the language of the Moda Kingdom on the road, and the small mountain village was located in the Lomba Kingdom, and they spoke the language of the Lomba Kingdom.

I hid in my blind spot outside the small mountain village, and after watching the caravan enter the small mountain village, I immediately changed my language, arranged my accommodation, sighed, and cautiously began to search the hill next to me.

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Three days later I was standing halfway up the hill, an ideal vantage point, from which I could see the village in an unobstructed view, and there were dense trees to obscure it, so that I could see them clearly, but they might not be able to see me.

Now I'm looking at the caravan I've been with for more than three months, resting and preparing to go.

At this time, I looked serious, adjusted my emotions with slow breathing, my spirit and body, formed a perfect unity, and the doppelganger was in a perfect state, ready to meet any opponent.

This is in case the caravan is really pretending to be a "thousand-year-old demon" who has a bad purpose for me, and is preparing for a desperate battle.

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At noon, when the sun was shining, the caravan had been leaving for several hours, ready to wait for the opponent to appear yet, I exhaled a long breath, no matter whether the caravan had a "thousand-year-old demon" or not, it would not affect me, because even if the caravan had a "thousand-year-old demon", he didn't make a move when I left, which means that he was not interested in me. Of course, it is also possible that the other party is still observing me, but this possibility is too small and the other party's ability is too high to be considered.

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In the following days, I lived in the middle of the mountain, using pure life energy to strengthen my vision and hearing, peeking and eavesdropping on various movements in the mountain villages, and learning their daily language.

Time flies like a song, and another three months have passed.

I learned their language in the first month of the three months, and for the next two months I listened to their parents and gathered information.

From their parents, what they heard the most was the envy of a lord named Vogo, and the jealousy of the Bia family.

Lord Wogo is the lord of more than a dozen surrounding villages, a lord with a title and a hereditary fief, who lives in the lord's mansion in Guanqun Town, and the most rumored that he eats delicious food every day, how gorgeous clothes he wears, and so on.

And Biya's family, a little boy named Little Biya, who worked as a servant in the lord's mansion, was recently arranged to the lord of Wogo, and was appreciated by the lord, and last year he went home and brought back five gold coins, one gold coin is equal to a hundred silver coins, and one silver coin is equal to a hundred copper coins, and a silver coin in a small mountain village can live a good life for a year, and it can be seen that the largest monetary unit is just silver coins, and this is the first time they have seen gold coins in their lifetimes, so in this small mountain village, they have been talking about gold coins for a year.

What's more, after little Biya returned home, he said that he was learning writing with the lord's son, which made the villagers in this small mountain village more and more jealous, in the eyes of the villagers, those who can write are great people, a person who is the same as everyone else, and now there is no big change, and suddenly he is about to become a great person, which makes the villagers completely unacceptable, although now the villagers are only talking about it behind their backs, and it is difficult to say what will become in the future.

Of course, this has nothing to do with me, through these two months of information collection, I have a general understanding of the civilization in this area, it is estimated that it is the level of civilization in the dark Middle Ages, the aristocracy oppresses the commoners, the cultural transmission rate is low, the commoners have no opportunity to connect to education, writing and technology, are the privileges of the nobility.

But what I care about most about the strength system, fighting spirit or magic, there is not even a shadow of it here, although this small mountain village lives on half hunting and half farming, but their hunting mostly depends on their own physical fitness and bow and arrow traps, etc., and the method of exercising their bodies is not even at the level of broadcast gymnastics. In other words, if I pass on the ninth set of radio gymnastics to a child below, ten years from now, the physical fitness of the child who practices the ninth set of radio gymnastics every day will definitely be the strongest and healthiest.

Now this small mountain village has little value for me to gather information, so I recorded the coordinates of this village on the map in my mind and walked directly to the next village, which is said to be three days away.

I decided that the next observation point would be all the nearby villages, hoping that in those villages, I could find the basis of this civilization, the power system, and then go to the town to observe when I confirmed that it was basically safe.

Because the city is generally a gathering place for elites in civilization, in a civilization where strength is respected, and elites are synonymous with strength, so compared to villages, the power of towns is generally stronger, of course, there are special circumstances, like in martial arts novels, peerless masters who are tired of rivers and lakes live in seclusion in mountain villages. This is a rare occurrence and is not considered.