Grazing has a perfect opportunity in front of him, and he can completely assist these villagers to completely drive away the bandits in the deadwood forest, so that he will not reveal the identity of his dungeon power, and can solve the urgent need.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

After making up his mind, Fang Mu's steps were much lighter, and he followed the villagers just now into the village chief's house.

The village chief was a hunchbacked old man with a white beard that was longer than Fang Mu's black hair.

"Village Chief, when we were arming outside the village today, we met an adventurer from Wenlan City."

Opening the door, the villagers said eagerly when they saw the old man, and their eyebrows were overjoyed. The well-informed villagers behind him also heard the news, and the old man also looked uplifted, and hurriedly asked him to describe the matter in detail, and after he understood the general situation, he said to Fang Mu happily:

"This ...... Mr. Adventurer, what is your name? ”

"Lauervey."

"Mr. Lauervi, you have come at the right time, and we need your help right now."

“...... All you have to do is go back to Winland, post a mission in the Adventurers' Guild in Winland, and send some adventurers or soldiers to the city so you can get rid of all the clutter! Of course, we provide the commission for the commission, you just need to provide a channel to publish the task. ”

Seeing Fang Mu bowing his head and being silent, the old man was a little anxious, thinking that Fang Mu felt that this matter was troublesome and was unwilling to do it, so he said again:

"We will also pay you for the tiresome travel back and forth, and the safety of our whole village depends on you alone! Be sure to think about it. ”

"I mean, I don't have to go to Wenlan City to move rescue troops for you, to deal with these bandits and rogues, I am enough alone!"

Fang Mu suddenly raised his head, and a vague eagle roar came from behind, his eyes flashed, not dripping with Shapu Aisi eye drops, obviously using the Eagle Eye Skill to bluff himself.

What's the matter, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and it's not too much for me to have a glint in my eyes to show the spirit, right?

These villagers in front of them are all ordinary people, and their levels are all around two to four, even if they are militia members in the village who have been trained a little, their level is only six or seven, and a village of this level can still deal with bandits for so long, which is enough to show that those bandits and robbers are also a group of straw bales.

Although Fang Mu, who was now in his twenties, couldn't do any damage for some reason and couldn't mow the grass as he imagined, no matter what, those bandits couldn't pose any threat to him.

It's impossible for more than twenty levels to be killed by less than ten levels, right? It's just that the fish has to jump twice when it is placed on the board, and he Fang Mu is not a big fool, it is impossible to stand still and let the other party fight.

Seeing the lightning in Fang Mu's eyes, everyone at the door couldn't help but gasp, only to feel that this son was terrifying, and the village chief was also intimidated by the essence, so he couldn't help but take a step back, and his expression changed from cautious to ecstatic.

"Good, good, good! In this way, our village will be saved......"

Since the person in front of him who claims to be an adventurer dares to speak outrageously, he must have the strength to rely on, although the adventurer's strength is uneven, but you must know that there are quite a few fierce beasts and monsters in this withered leaf forest, presumably those bad adventurers will not come to the withered leaf forest alone.

The villagers flocked in, and everyone looked at Fang Mu's appearance, as if they wanted to engrave his face deeply in their hearts.

In the evening, organized by the village chief, the villagers of Xiaowang Village prepared a sumptuous banquet for Fang Mu, saying that it was to catch the wind and wash the dust.

This is a serious human delicacy in front of you

Since coming to the Shadow Leaf Dungeon, Fang Mu has to cook everything he wants to eat, the key is that his cooking skills are not very good, there are many dishes that he can't cook, and some ingredients are not easy to buy.

But now I don't know what's going on, and I actually rubbed a meal here.

Fang Mu suddenly put a piece of meat steak into his mouth, and there was only one thought in his mind.

It's so fragrant.

After three rounds of drinking, Fang Mu chatted with a group of villagers, and he made up a rather self-consistent lie about his origins, experiences, and other things with his rich knowledge.

He assumed the name of Lauer this morning, also to prevent Rebek's identity from being discovered, what if anyone knew that Rebek was a demon lord?

You have to be safe about your identity.

At this time, Fang Mu turned against the guest and asked the village chief a question.

"Who is the strongest warrior in our village?"

"York, what about York? Go find York. ”

The old village chief turned his head to look in front of the bonfire, but he couldn't find the figure of the strongest warrior for a while, so he had to turn around and say to a young man beside him.

"He's probably training and forgot the time of tonight's party, so please don't worry."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Fang Mu shook his head, obviously not caring about these trivial things.

But after only a moment, he couldn't help but care about it.

His revised new plan has undergone some unexpected changes.

"What, you mean, York is gone?"

The village chief was a little stunned, and the happy villagers were also suddenly quiet, and there was no longer the original festive atmosphere.

"Village chief, I searched everywhere, and I almost turned the whole village over, but I couldn't find York. You also know that he usually either goes to the training ground, or polishes his equipment in the warehouse, and does not go out at all. ”

The young man in charge of looking for York had just come back and was out of breath. The village chief on the side is also in a hurry, York is a child he brought up, and his fighting skills are also very exquisite, why is it that he suddenly disappeared at this juncture?

Where did the people go?

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows, slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dirt on his clothes and said.

"I'll help you find it."

Fang Mu's eyes flashed, and a sharp and illusory eagle's cry came out beside him, and then his field of vision suddenly widened, and the depth suddenly lengthened.

The old trick is repeated, and the hunter profession limited skill - Eagle Eye!

Fang Mu's gaze shuttled through the forest like a radar, and soon locked on a lonely figure, only to see him holding an iron sword with red spikes, and went to the bandit territory alone, behind him, there was a cold moon.

"Is that York, you're talking about, still young, middle-divided, and with a wisp of red spikes on his sword?"

Fang Mu asked.

"Yes, yes! That's him, how do you know? The old village chief's tone was a little excited.

Ignoring the old village chief's inquiry, Fang Mu rubbed his cheeks with a somewhat strange expression.

"Now there's good news and bad news at the same time."

Of course, Fang Mu didn't want the villagers to choose which one to listen to first, now that the matter was more urgent, he had better not sell it and say it as soon as possible.

"The good news is that I found York and know where he is."

"The bad news is that he seems to want to break into the bandit camp alone and be a lone hero."