After a little hesitation, they hurriedly brought buckets of water from the well at the entrance of the village, which was actually a part of the square, and poured buckets of water to extinguish the burning fires. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feeling the cold wind to the bone, Zhang Yang has not yet broken free from the pleasure of surviving, so he shivered violently, originally he only wore a shirt, yesterday he came home at two o'clock in the evening, and fell asleep on the bed without even taking off his clothes, but because it was May, he only wore a single coat, who would have thought that he would come to such a cold place. I didn't feel it on the fire just now, but now I was suddenly poured a few buckets of water, and now I felt a chill to the bone.

"Put me down and get me one... A warmer place, look for ... Find me a piece of clothing. Zhang Yang said in a commanding tone to the submissive old man in front of him. Although he tried to pretend to be a little bit of the majesty of a so-called wizard, he found that he was so frozen that he even trembled when he spoke.

"Yes, Your Excellency Wizard. "The elder was forced to be a male "wizard", and second, the description of the wizard he had heard in the tavern in the town was so appalling that he could only obey his words. On the other hand, he also secretly admired, he really deserved to be a legendary wizard, and he only wore a thin "wizard suit" in November, and Leng Cheng spoke so toughly. "Ryan, Lord Wizard was brought back by you, you bring him back to your house to roast the fire, and I'll go find someone to change his clothes. ”

"What!" Militia Ryan was suddenly called by name at this time, and couldn't help but exclaim. However, due to the strong orders of the elders, he had to carefully lead this evil wizard who was said to be murderous to his own home.

Zhang Yang, who was fierce and inward-looking, was afraid of showing any feet in front of this group of "mentally ill people", but also because it was too cold outside, and he immediately left with the middle-aged man ordered by the old man after being untied.

He looked curiously at the dilapidated wooden houses around him, covered with dry yellow thatch, and with a few stones pressed on them to avoid being swept away by the wind. Could it be that I was brought by someone to some primitive society in Beihai that has not yet been discovered? But how these people can speak Chinese so fluently, Zhang Yang is really incomprehensible. Walking into the door of the middle-aged man's house named Ryan, he first saw a peasant woman looking at him with a frightened look on her face. "Ryan, he, who is he?" In fact, Ryan's wife, who had also heard today's rumors, knew everyone in the village, so this strange young man seemed to be the evil being.

"Oh, Martha, this is the guest that the Elder has asked us to host... Guest...", he repeated the word guest several times to comfort his timid wife. "Martha, go and make the fire a little hot, don't save firewood. The frightened woman, with a slight softening of her countenance, went outside the house to report a bundle of firewood, sat down on her knees before the stove, and added one by one the uniform thickness of the woodcutters of the village, to the beating fire. The flames suddenly became much stronger, and Zhang Yang's almost coagulated blood seemed to have a tendency to flow a little.

He led Zhang Yang to sit down around the fire, and then sat down himself, he had always been casual at home, and this time he didn't even know where to put his hand.

There was only the crackling sound of the flames beating, the unpleasant grinding sound of peasant women taking firewood and wood, and the nervous breathing of middle-aged men.

Zhang Yang coughed, and then opened his mouth to break the silence, "Who are you?

"Wizard, we're Mr. and Mrs. Ryan, ordinary villagers in this village. The village has no name and is a small village under the town of Qinde Samahi. The middle-aged man looked very restrained in front of him, and he spoke nervously. So much so that he even mispronounced the name of the town, but soon he realized it, "Oh, no, look at my mouth, it's the town of Qin Desamahi." ”

"Qin De Samahi Town, what kind of place is that?" Zhang Yang looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, "This... Are there many people like you outside the village?"

"Qin De Samashi is a subordinate town under the castle of Tyre, and those who can live there are rich people, and poor villagers like us have never been to Qin de Samashi Town in their lives. The middle-aged man said.

"What!" Zhang Yang stood up suddenly, looking very excited, he finally understood why something was so wrong here.

This action startled the peasant woman, who had just been called by her husband "Master Wizard", and had once again raised her heart to her throat, and the woman had been secretly watching Zhang Yang's movements, and saw him suddenly stand up, and his facial expression changed extremely quickly. He screamed, opened the door and ran away, kicking over the neatly stacked firewood in a panic.

As soon as the woman rushed out, she withdrew again. His expression became more and more frightened, as if he had seen the most terrible thing in the world, "Ryan, it's not good, devil!

The devil - that is what the villagers call the Kujits, although the war has been stopped for many years, but from the old people of the village it is still known that the deeds of the Kugit people in those days - they burn and loot, countless times more vicious than robbers and robbers - after all, robbers are only for money - and Kugit, as foreigners, they need to weaken Svadia as much as possible, so there is little life in the places they pass. At that time, every time the army recaptured the occupied territory, thousands of corpses were found, which were haphazardly placed in the streets or squares in the center of the village, and they all had one characteristic - the loss of the right ear - which was a special method of counting the exploits of the Kugit people, and the scene was so shocking that even after the end of the war, some soldiers who witnessed it all went crazy because of the long nightmares. Therefore, to this day, many civilians in eastern Svadia will replace it with demons when they hear the name Kujit.

Ryan slammed to his feet, "Are you sure?" He seemed to be more of a militia than the ordinary peasant who trembled in front of the 'wizard lord'.

"There are devils everywhere outside, and they have come into the village. The woman slammed the door shut, turned her back to it, and pressed her body against it, as if that would keep the demon out, and she let out a long sigh of relief. "Ryan, what should we do now?" the peasant woman, who had not been assertive all her life, looked at her husband.

Then Zhang Yang witnessed a bloody scene that he had never witnessed in the first half of his life.

The peasant woman's eyes widened suddenly—so hard that it almost felt like her eyes were about to fall out. She seemed to be about to say something, but the blood from her mouth choked her, and she seemed to want to cough violently, but she couldn't do it anymore, and a spear passed through the door and passed through the poor woman's back, and the sharp iron tip tore her spine, then grazed her lungs, and a large number of alveoli were cut—which was why she vomited blood, and finally penetrated her chest, and all sorts of unknown organs and tissues were pulled out by the barbs of the gun.

Zhang Yang felt his stomach juices tumbling, it was the first time he had reacted to a broken human body since he became a surgeon's assistant, but he didn't have time to vomit, the demon who had stabbed the peasant woman to death was outside the house, and could come in at any moment. He had to find a way to get out of this place, and although he didn't know the origin of the people who killed and were called the devils, it was always a good thing to be far away from them. He walked over to the window and opened it a small crack, revealing a world of screams

Ryan's eyes were slightly red when he saw his wife who had been with him for many years being stabbed to death like this, and just now, he had prepared his weapon—a pitchfork—which had been polished by Ryan for many years, and was no less sharp than the army's standard equipment. But what sanity he had left had stopped him from opening the door and rushing out to fight the demon who had killed his wife - there were Kujits outside, and he would have to face multiple opponents when he went out like this, so it was better to wait here and give him a fatal blow when the guy came in. Ryan, what are we going to do now?" the peasant woman, who had not had much opinion in her life, looked at her husband.

Then Zhang Yang witnessed a bloody scene that he had never witnessed in the first half of his life.

The peasant woman's eyes widened suddenly—so hard that it almost felt like her eyes were about to fall out. She seemed to be about to say something, but the blood from her mouth choked her, and she seemed to want to cough violently, but she couldn't do it anymore, and a spear passed through the door and passed through the poor woman's back, and the sharp iron tip tore her spine, then grazed her lungs, and a large number of alveoli were cut—which was why she vomited blood, and finally penetrated her chest, and all sorts of unknown organs and tissues were pulled out by the barbs of the gun.

Zhang Yang felt his stomach juices tumbling, it was the first time he had reacted to a broken human body since he became a surgeon's assistant, but he didn't have time to vomit, the demon who had stabbed the peasant woman to death was outside the house, and could come in at any moment. He had to find a way to get out of this place, and although he didn't know the origin of the people who killed and were called the devils, it was always a good thing to be far away from them. He walked to the window, opened it a small crack, and outside was a world mixed with screams, the dazzling red of blood filled his eyes, and he was stunned by the terrible situation, and sat down on the ground.

Ryan's eyes were slightly red when he saw his wife who had been with him for many years being stabbed to death like this, and just now, he had prepared his weapon—a pitchfork—which had been polished by Ryan for many years, and was no less sharp than the army's standard equipment. But what sanity he had left had stopped him from opening the door and rushing out to fight the demon who had killed his wife - there were Kujits outside, and he would have to face multiple opponents when he went out like this, so it was better to wait here and give him a fatal blow when the guy came in.

Poof!" The man outside the house pulled out the spear, and the blood on the chest of the peasant woman's corpse was suddenly released, and it gushed out at once, making a terrifying sound.

"Squeak-" The sound of the pivot turning was so ordinary in normal times, but now it made the two people present chill, and Ryan nervously clenched the pitchfork in his hand with both hands, because he was too hard, and the green tendons protruded on his hands. He was waiting for the perfect moment, and he had stored all the strength of his body in this blow.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a black shadow flashed in very quickly, and Ryan stabbed out, the force of the blow was so terrifying that Zhang Yang could even hear the sound of a pitchfork rubbing against the air. The black shadow was poked out of a big hole by Ryan, and because of the excessive force, Ryan himself couldn't hold back and fell to the ground. At this moment, Zhang Yang clearly saw that this "black shadow" was obviously a rag bag - Ryan's plan failed.

At this time, a person walked in outside the door, the ancient blue Kugit scales exuded a monstrous chill, at this time, a Kujiit, a Kugit lancer, is also recognized as a quite terrifying existence among the fierce Kujiit! He was wearing a mask, and Zhang Yang could not see his expression. But he saw fear and anger in those eyes. Yes, with that blow just now, even the most powerful Swadia knight would have suffered a heavy blow when he was hit so suddenly. Years of caution saved his life this time, which is why he was alive for many years in the army and was able to become a formidable lancer. He looked around with his spare light, there were only two people in the room, Zhang Yang and Ryan, and when his gaze swept over Zhang Yang, he paused. Zhang Yang only felt a chill almost freeze in the air, and he looked at the devil in the mouth of the villager in horror, and for the first time realized how fragile a traverser was. Maybe only those time-travelers in the novel can once they reach the other world, and thousands of people will worship them, and they will have incomparable combat effectiveness. He was just an ordinary young man, graduated from a second-rate medical university, and soon after graduation, he worked as an assistant in the city hospital. Such a person, in such a troubled world, may not be as survivable as ordinary villagers, just like Ryan, he may not have received formal training, with a bloody nature, he can also send out a blow that has just made that kind of leader can palpitate, and without the slightest combat power, he seems to have no other way but to accept his fate.

"Kujiit?" The masked man's voice was as dry as a babbling worn-out wheel, as if it hadn't been opened in a long time. He didn't even glance at Ryan lying on the ground, and the moment he came in, he knew that the guy who delivered this blow had exhausted all his strength and was now just a lamb to be slaughtered. The only thing he was interested in now was the young man huddled in the corner - he had the yellow skin and black eyes that only Kugit wanted.

Zhang Yang didn't know how to deal with this 'devil' who was as cold as a huge block of ice, and he stayed there without saying a word - in fact, he didn't know how to answer his question.