Chapter 1777

When Li Yao woke up, he heard the rushing sound of the waterfall from the wooden window. The moist air was full of sweet water. He opened his eyes with some difficulty. The first thing he saw was the black beam, and the dried fish, bacon and yellow pigskin hanging on it.

Gently move, under the body "creak creak" sound, is a used for many years, has been loose bamboo couch.

There is a pair of straw sandals on the ground. They are compact and soft. It's very comfortable to wear. It's like stepping on the grass barefoot, making every toe jump happily.

And he was wearing a gray kudzu coarse clothes, like smoked with grass juice, and was exposed to the sun, full of sunlight and plant flavor.

Li Yao was moving his aching and swollen body, and carefully observed his hands and body. At first glance, there was nothing unusual, but there were dozens of scabby scars on his body. These scars were made so lifelike that he could even feel the strange feeling that the skin and flesh were involved, such as ants crawling inside.

However, his rules are gone.

All his crystal armor, magic weapons, crystal bombs, especially the heaven and earth ring of the giant soldiers, were gone. Under this thick suit of Ge cloth, he was empty and had nothing.

Li Yao didn't panic. He sat on the bamboo couch with his knees crossed. He tilted his head and thought for a while. He untied his belt and looked between his legs.

Sure enough, this is not his "handle.".

If Professor Mo Xuan invests in the "Cuan" level super crystal brain and a large amount of computing power of his own, it is possible to build a vivid virtual world, and even copy the data of Li Yao's face, hands and even posture secretly photographed by him in the real world into the virtual world perfectly.

But he can never peep at Lee's "handle", so he can only use a template casually.

How can a man, even if he is blind, not know what his "handle" looks like?

This is the virtual world, seemingly lifelike, but these fatal flaws, to put it bluntly, are not worth mentioning.

Li Yao played with it, and it immediately became congested and tensed. The feeling of tension was very real, but it was very slightly different from his past experience - any man who had passed adolescence can instantly distinguish it.

"It's a fake. My body is still in the 01 space station of Baihua city. It's under the close protection of the giant soldiers. Professor Mo Xuan doesn't want to invade the giant soldiers for a while, so he tries to attack my spirit and drag my spirit into the spirit world."

Li Yaomo thought that although he was lost in the spiritual world, he was not alarmed. Spiritual attack is a double-edged sword. The spirits of both sides collide directly. If he is not careful, he will bite himself.

Want to trap him in the spirit world? It depends on whether Professor Mo Xuan has such powerful computational power, spiritual power and spiritual power!

Li Yao put on his belt again, jumped off the bamboo couch and looked at the small wooden house with great interest.

The furnishings in the cabin were very simple. Apart from the bamboo couch, it was a crooked wooden table.

There was a coir raincoat hanging on the wall, which was smeared with yellow mud. There was nothing but a clean wooden box in the corner.

Although it is simple, it is very refreshing. Li Yaoshun looks out from the small window. It seems that the wooden house is not far away from a waterfall. He can see the cliff full of vines and the splashing and crystal clear water drops of the waterfall.

A gecko pokes its head out of the windowsill and looks at Li Yao for a while. Then it climbs down quickly and disappears among the vines.

There was a happy and melodious song outside the door. Li Yao took a deep breath and suddenly opened the door to see a small mountain village like a paradise.

Xiaoshan village is located in a huge basin, surrounded by towering cliffs. The cliffs are like dense primeval forests. Even the sky is covered by light clouds. The clouds are very low, as if you can reach for them, which makes Xiaoshan village full of fairy clouds.

The wooden house he lived in was built in the highest place of the small mountain village. On the left side was a cloud like waterfall. A clear and transparent deep pool was smashed on the ground, and it turned into a winding river. Dozens of water tankers were set up on both sides of the river. The industrious and cheerful farmers chanted long chants and stepped on the water tankers to send the sweet water to the farmland, I don't know when the virtual world is, but the ears of rice are already full and are about to burst out. The air is filled with the aroma of rice flowers. It's as intoxicating as osmanthus wine.

The men are stepping on the water wheel, the women are bending over in the field. The children who have just learned how to walk are still half walking and half climbing. They are playing with the "clucking clucking" old hens in the grain drying field at the head of the village. It seems that there is a small school at the end of the village. There is the sound of "yiyiya" reading books. Far away from the clouds, there are village women picking fruits and herbs singing, It's like a river.

Although knowing that everything is false, Lee's virtual heart beat slowly.

This virtual world is more delicate and charming than the open spiritual world in the kindling plan base. It seems that this is Professor Mo Xuan's real strength in building a virtual world!

"Ah, you wake up!"

When Li Yao looked back, he found a 15-year-old girl, holding a large pot of fragrant snails, looking at him with surprise.

The little girl is also dressed as a village girl, with coarse cloth and a pair of high red clogs. She doesn't put any powder on her face, but her youthful brilliance and innocent look are enough to defuse all vigilance and hostility. She puts the burning snail on a small wooden table under the eaves, facing the waterfall. She blows her fingers and rubs her ears, He said with a smile: "don't worry. You can have dinner when your grandfather comes back. It rained for several days and finally cleared up. Your grandfather said that you should eat outside today. Don't be so stubborn."

Li Yao gazed at her deeply for a long time. Although 80% of them were sure that she was... A strange spirit, he could not tell the difference between her and a real person. He frowned and said, "I..."

"Don't you remember?"

The little girl blinked her big black and white eyes, pointed to the top of the cliff and said, "you fell from the top, and there are dozens of bloody scars on your body. It's terrible. It was your grandfather who saved you. At that time, I thought you had to die!

"That was half a month ago. You've been feverish and talking nonsense for half a month. You always talk about fighting, rushing and killing. Are you a soldier? I heard that the outside world is fighting all day long, really?"

Without waiting for Li Yao to answer, the little girl continued to wave her hand and say, "we are called 'Peach Blossom Village'. Although it's nothing now, it's beautiful when peach blossoms are everywhere in February and March every year!

"Listen to the old people in the village, our ancestors used to live outside, but there are many wars outside. It's terrible that either you kill me or I kill you all day long.

"Later, they found this place and moved many people in one after another. Well, I think it's thousands of years, right? In the past few hundred years, many soldiers, like you, were chased and killed by others. They fell off the cliff. When they got here, they were reluctant to leave!

"Well, the fourth Zhao family in the east of the village, and the mother-in-law Lin in the west of the village, heard that their great grandfather's great grandfather fell down like this.

"You must have fought a lot and killed a lot of people outside because of your injuries. It's so bad. Don't leave. Just stay here. It's so nice and quiet!

"Well, what's your name, forget it? It doesn't matter if I forget. My name is aro. It's not the snail of Tian Luo, but the Luo of tengluo. Well, it's the Luo of radish! But the snails I cooked are delicious. If my grandfather doesn't come back, you can eat two of them secretly, and then throw the shells into the pool. Hee hee!

"There's another dish. I'll take it. Sit down and wait for me."

The girl ran back to the kitchen with a smile, and the clogs made a "click click" sound on the bluestone board.

Li Yao turned to the eaves and looked at the small wooden table. There were four kinds of local dishes, including a bowl of stewed tofu with snow vegetables, a plate of spicy fried dried fish, and a plate of fried green vegetables with pigskin. The dishes were simple and crude, but the aroma was rich and attractive, which made his fingers move.

The sound of clogs rings again. Aro carefully holds a very deep earthenware pot, in which comes the enchanting smell of pheasant, and walks quickly.

She placed the earthenware pot between the four local dishes, and the chicken soup, which was stewed to the extreme, was as golden as wine. The chicken was so crisp that it would fall off the skeleton in one breath and melt completely in the chicken soup. Li Yao had never seen such a good chicken soup in the real world.

Aro is very proud of her craftsmanship and laughs with no intention. She looks at the foot of the mountain and suddenly sees a light: "ah, grandpa is back!"

An old farmer in a bamboo hat, barefoot, wearing Ge clothes, carrying two bundles of firewood, tied with a straw rope at his waist, and carrying a huge wine gourd in his hand, walked slowly to the hillside.

As the fog grew thicker, his hat flickered. Under the hat, his bright, innocent and hot eyes were never covered.

It's Professor Mo Xuan.

After a while, Professor Mo Xuan, dressed as an old farmer, went back to the small wooden house on the hillside. He poured all the dry firewood in the back room and gently beat his waist. Then he turned back to the wooden table and put the wine gourd in front of Li Yao.

"The mountain village is simple and crude. It's hard to meet distinguished guests. If you don't receive them well, please forgive me."

Professor Mo Xuan said with a smile that when the wine stopper was removed, the yellow wine like honey poured out in endless strands.