Chapter 17: The Cabin in the Woods

"Goo Chestnut~"

Xiao Fudan looked at himself on the screen, and his expression was a little confused, and he unconsciously stroked the little round egg in his arms.

"It's called Xiaofu Dan, and it likes white round objects the most, and often puts oval-shaped cobblestones in its belly pouch and gives them to people who like it."

[Is Xiaofu Egg its racial name?] Or is it the nickname given to it by the streamer? 】

[What kind of spirit is it?] looks soft and weak, and looks like a good bully. 】

[Why is it covered with gauze, is it injured?] 】

Questions from sailors are pouring in like a tidal wave.

Yu Yang patiently replied one by one:

"Xiaofu Egg is the racial name I gave it, because when I met it, I just picked up a 100 yuan bill, and I thought it could bring me good fortune and good luck, so I called it Xiaofu Egg."

This reason is far-fetched, but it is also a reason.

He can't say that the first-order evolution of Xiaofu Egg is a lucky egg that brings "lucky" to his mouth every day.

At present, he has never seen this kind of elf on the Internet.

"As for the attributes, I didn't find that it could have any special attributes, it's mediocre, ordinary, no abnormality, so I'll just think of it as a general attribute for the time being."

"It is indeed injured, the scars on its body are likely to have been caused by the attack of other creatures, and it has been treated urgently, and there is no major problem."

Yu Yang didn't say much about Xiaofudan's injury, he glanced at the time, and then changed the topic,

"It's 10 o'clock, let's move on to today's real live broadcast~"

In fact, Xiaofudan's scars are most likely caused by human injuries, but as a positive elf science anchor, he will not tell the truth, which may cause the water friends in the live broadcast room to pinch each other's rhythm.

Blurring is the best way to do it.

At this time, after 10 minutes of warm-up, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has climbed to 1w+ people, setting a record high.

The amount of barrage can be said to be very amazing, and the lines of text are like a waterfall brushing wildly, and Yu Yang can't see it.

He stood up, put the little egg in the bamboo basket and carried it, and beckoned Heracrosss to go deeper into the forest.

There is no clear data on the density of elves in the mountains and forests, and Yu Yang estimates that the distribution of ordinary beasts is the same, and it also needs to be actively searched and discovered.

It's not like cartoons and games, you can walk a few steps and meet an elf.

As you go deeper into the forest, the sounds of the surrounding environment gradually become richer.

The sun shines down on the forest, blocked by the layers of thick foliage, resulting in insufficient light in the forest.

Add to that the chirping of insects, birds, and the sound of the leaves being blown by the breeze...... As well as the special cries of certain elves.

For a while, there was an eerie atmosphere.

Yu Yang's expression became serious, and he no longer frequently scanned the barrage on the screen, and devoted himself to observing the surrounding environment.

Heracross, like a competent bodyguard, always surrounded a few steps away from him, a pair of tentacles that twitched from time to time, as if sensing changes in the environment through their antennae.

The anchor suddenly stopped talking.

In the live broadcast room, the sailors who were still immersed in the cute appearance of Xiaofudan came back to their senses.

Begin to immerse yourself in the same spirit as Yu Yang, discussing the elves or dangers that you may encounter next.

[I feel that the light has dimmed, and there is an illusion that if I walk a few steps further, I will encounter an eerie castle......]

[I don't know if you have seen a movie called "The Old Corpse of the Mountain Village", there is a sense of déjà vu in the movie. 】

[Do you say, will you encounter a kind of spirit like a ghost or a ghost?] I saw it on the forum the other day, and there have been frequent rumors of hauntings across the country recently. 】

Although Yu Yang did not look at the phone screen.

However, some eye-catching messages that cost Huaxia coins will be automatically played by the live broadcast software.

Like the barrage of the old corpse in the mountain village just now, it is a striking message.

directly reminded Yu Yang of some terrifying episodes, and his back couldn't help but feel a chill.

Don't panic! Moving on, there are no ghosts, at most some ghost-based elves.

And ghost elves are relatively rare, how can you say that you can meet them.

Yu Yang shook his head and continued to walk forward.

It's strange to say, walking from the lawn into the mountain forest, to say the least, there are two or three hundred meters, and indeed a grass elf has never been touched.

Only a few bobs jumping in the treetops skimmed the sky from time to time, completely deniing him a chance to popularize science.

Walking through the lush trees, suddenly, the front suddenly opened up.

A unique terraced rice field in the southern mountains appeared in front of Yu Yang.

It's just that the terraces are piled up with silt and overgrown with weeds, and it looks like no one has taken care of them for a long time.

At the top of the terraces stands a two-story farmhouse built by itself.

To the west of the chalet, there is a dirt path that leads down the hill.

The sailors in the live broadcast room, as soon as they saw the cabin, the barrage exploded again.

[Anchor, go explore the cabin, I'll brush a guardian angel.] 】

1000¥, user "Lao Cai" sent a striking message:

[Enter the cabin, enter the cabin!] Maybe there's a special elf?! 】

In just a few tens of seconds, the sailors swiped out virtual gifts worth thousands of yuan.

Yu Yang: "......"

He was a little hesitant.

The atmosphere has been set off to such a point, and the bigwigs in the live broadcast room have swiped so many gifts.

If you can't pretend to be dead, you can't say it more or less.

Yu Yang thought about it:

This is not some weird fantasy world, there are no old corpses, resentful ghosts, what should not be visited.

So, he said to the sailors: "Thank you for the gifts, go and go, the anchor will go." ”

Follow the rugged dirt path to the west and soon come to the chalet.

Stairs covered with dead leaves, dilapidated couplets swaying in the wind, and wooden gates with mottled lacquer finishes.

The gate is only secured by a red rust wire, indicating that it is an uninhabited house.

Didn't I come to find grass elves and do popular science by the way? It seems that things are going in the other direction.

Under the influence of money, Yu Yang flashed such a thought in his heart, and opened the wire that was useless...... Let Heracrosss advance.

Squeak~

The crumbling wooden door rattled.

As far as the eye can see, it is a small deserted courtyard.

The yard is overgrown with all kinds of weeds that cannot be named.

The greenery is mixed together, and there is no place to stay.

Suddenly, Yu Yang heard the sound of blades of grass rubbing from the dense weeds in front of him.

"What?!"

Yu Yang was shocked, took a few steps back, and said in a low voice,

"Heraclos, get ready for battle."

窸窸窣窣~

At that moment, the blades of grass rattled, and out of the grass, a serpentine head with a sharp protruding mouth and nose protruded.