"Whew!"

With a slight explosion, that land lord Zhao Zheng turned into a few pieces of ashes.

Mu Shaoan didn't want to kill him, but his escape from prison must not be leaked, although he very disapproves of the identity of the prison escapee on his head.

"Smack!" A few cracks appeared directly in the land god seat placed outside the house, but Mu Shao'an quickly made a move to stabilize it before it was completely shattered.

This is a sealed land god seat, and it is also a very tricky alarm node, there is no doubt that once it is really shattered, then it is equivalent to a loud alarm bell in this incense network!

Mu Shao'an still has the means after all, and the means are extraordinary, and after being busy for a while, he finally stabilized this god position, but there is still one biggest key missing here, that is, the land god.

"Forget it, I'll make it difficult for me first!"

Mu Shao'an took a casual look in this courtyard and found that there was a fruit tree with lush branches and fruits, so he beckoned and took the heart of this fruit tree inch by inch, and circled it slightly in his hand, and a statue of Zhao Zheng and Zhao Zheng appeared.

Mu Shaoan exhaled again, and in an instant, this statue of Zhao Zheng came to life, of course, this was just a puppet that entrusted him with a little dull spiritual power.

"Go ahead!"

With another wave of his hand, the compound returned to its original state.

And Mu Shao'an thought about it with his cheeks in his cheeks, this extraterritorial world seems to be weird, but the big hat of a prison escapee, he will not accept his fate just because others buckle him up, what about kidding? You say I'm a prison escapee, Lao Tzu is a prison escapee!

You say that the domain is a prison, and that is a prison?

You say that extraterritoriality is heaven and justice, then is it really a paradise of justice?

No matter how bad he is, he will not be easily fooled by the old thief who has been in the world for more than 200,000 years.

And most importantly, he doesn't think he's a game NPC at all, want to know why?

It's very simple, you say I'm a game NPC, but you have the ability to say Lao Tzu's real name!

Say Lao Tzu's real name, then you are correct, say I am an NPC, I am an NPC, say I am a passerby, then I am a passerby.

However, I can't say Lao Tzu's real name, so I'm sorry, please roll me as far as you want.

The five young men before shouted what anti-virus alliance, the heroes in it were Sword Immortal Xiao Wuyu, Shield T Turtle, Emperor, Fourth, Karak, Zhang Lan, Tang Ning, and probably Cynthia, but why did he become Marshal Crab when he came here?

Yes, the nickname he used for a certain period of time was Crab, but what does this prove?

What he wants to follow the five young men's sons to investigate is whether the name Mu Shao'an appears?

Because this name, although it is not his real name, it is also a very hidden name in the later stage, and it is basically impossible for the virus to know, even if the people of the Taishan civilization publicize it, it is also promoted in their own camp.

"It's not sure that this world is a virus conspiracy, but it's also not sure that this is really the real world, and I'm just an NPC, if I have to make a conclusion now, it's basically tantamount to playing hooligan!"

"But my behavior just now was actually impulsive, how could I slap Zhao Zheng to death, I should have slapped him to death after being tortured!"

After muttering a few words to himself, Mu Shaoan ran to steal a few more fruits, this is a fruit called Begonia Fruit, also known as Sand Fruit, now it is ripe, red, sweet and delicious, and there is a transparent sugar heart inside, put it in the golden sunset, it is really - delicious!

Then the owner of the yard returned, a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman, tired, with farm tools, apparently on their way to farm work.

Mu Shaoan was not interested in stealing clothes at this time, so he hid on the fruit tree, eating the fruit while observing the middle-aged couple, listening to them talk about the harvest and the short trivial matters in the family, and finally he was very sure that this was a real ordinary person, not a virus, not a data body, and not a demon.

So this thing is interesting, why does this extraterritorial world overlap so much with the world in your memory?

"Don't panic, keep watching, as an old driver, you must be as stable as Mount Tai in the car. ”

When night fell, the couple had already made dinner, and at this time, a little fat man walked back step by step, yes, it was the little fat man who controlled the game character Sword Immortal Xiao Wuyu that Mu Shaoan saw before.

Obviously, this afternoon's special training, his control has not improved.

"Meng Xianda, eat quickly, what are you doing slowly?"

Father roared, but he was a little lacking in confidence and majesty, after all, he was already a stick guy who was half a head taller than him, although he was a little fat.

The little fat man didn't speak, he sat at the dinner table, just buried his head in eating, and before his father's half glass of wine was down, he had already eaten up three bowls of rice, and then wiped his mouth, and shouted at his mother: "Mom, give me 800 yuan, tomorrow I will go to the city for special training!"

"What special training?"

The father on the other side asked.

"Oh, you don't understand, it's important anyway!" the little fat man twisted his neck, very impatient.

The father holding the wine glass on the other side frowned, and wanted to say something, but he never said anything more.

And the busy mother in the kitchen is constantly chattering, who are you with, be careful when you ride in the car, remember to eat on time, the little fat man is already lying on the bed and falling asleep - it is very hard to play bronze.

The night was deeper, and the father sat there half-drunk and half-awake watching a TV series called "The Gate of the Mansion", while the mother finally cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned up the room, and finally straightened her waist, as if her back was a little sore.

At this time, the half-drunk father suddenly whispered: "You go and get that incense and burn it, just once in your life, if you step over, it will be bronze, and if you can't go over, it will be a farmer for a lifetime." ”

When the little fat man's mother heard this, she sighed, and said half-complaining, half-resigned: "This child is bitter, the two of us have earned half a lifetime, and we have only saved enough of this incense, but where is it enough!

As she spoke, a few tears fell, and the mother carefully took out a three-foot-long vermilion incense stick from a wooden box, came to the courtyard, and lit it in front of the god seat of the land lord, followed by a bang-bang kowtow.

And at the moment when the incense was lit, Mu Shaoan's eyes lit up on the fruit tree.

He's got the doorway.

Because there is a little bit of law power hidden in that letter incense, well, what kind of law is it? Very peculiar law, the middle-aged woman can't see it, but Mu Shaoan can see a little bit of light fluttering out and floating into the god seat of the land, and then immediately after, this law power came to his hands.

"This is - the law of faith! No, more precisely, it is the divine power of incense, and I don't know which idealistic god is arranging the dojo here, but it should be much more powerful than those idealistic peers in the domain, this is at least a true god existence!"