Chapter 52

Li Changge's face was full of question marks.

Even Zhitian dance, who kept her head down, couldn't help raising her head a little and looked coldly at Yilin.

Zhitian dance has exquisite facial features, but there is a bit of frightening sharpness between her eyebrows and eyes.

Yilin slowly put down the broken corner tile bowl.

"First, when I came, I already found that the road was deserted, full of graves and no farmland."

Yilin smiled and put down a finger.

"Second, I noticed that there are no poultry and livestock in the village, and I think you should have met a hunter. For this village, hunter should be the main source of villagers' food..."

Yilin put down another finger.

Hearing this, Li Changge's face changed slightly.

"Third, since I took the first bowl of wild vegetable soup, the village head has been staring at my bowl and swallowing water. If I guess correctly, this pot of wild vegetables should be the last food in the village?"

When the old village head heard this, he smiled.

No denial.

The turbid eyes floated to the pot of potherb soup that didn't sell very well from time to time.

Gudong.

Swallowed another mouthful of water.

Yilin put down his last finger and concluded: "in other words, the first problem we have to face is not how to kill ghosts, but..."

"How can I not starve to death in such a remote place?"

With that, Yilin burped again.

"Sleeping trough?"

Li Changge was stunned. He quickly looked into the pot. Although Yilin had no animals to eat up, there was not much left.

Yilin is by no means alarmist.

In the plot mode, the time span is very large.

It can last for hours, or days, or even... Longer.

Survival is also a difficult problem.

In her "last life", Yilin once entered a world full of viruses. All the creatures, water and food in that world contain deadly viruses.

Finally, Yilin survived hard.

But that taste, Yilin doesn't want to recall.

Compared with some strange foods, this pot of wild vegetable soup in front of us is absolutely a pure natural, pollution-free and delicious food.

What are you picky about?

Li Changge did not hesitate any more. Under the eyes of the old village head, he quickly scooped a bowl of full soup. Without saying a word, he did it first.

Zhitian dance moved her fingers.

After all, it was still worth it. I sipped it.

Eat and drink.

Li Changge still has some unfinished business.

Ah, it smells good.

It seems that everything in the world can't escape the law of "true fragrance".

"You're not authentic." Li Changge put down the bowl and looked at Yi Lin and said slowly.

"Didn't I tell you to try it?" Yilin retorted with a smile.

“……”

Li Changge has no fuc... To say.

It seems so.

Zhitian dance also put down the bowl.

There is not a drop left in the bowl.

She bowed her head.

But I thought... It's delicious.

At this time, the old village head finally removed his eyes from the empty iron pot, sighed and said, "the ghost hunter is right."

"In our village, hunters have always found food for us..."

"However, Hunter Zhao, Hunter Zhang and Hunter Xu were killed by ghosts, and Hunter sun and Hunter Qian are also missing. Our village has reached the point of life and death!"

"If several ghost hunters didn't come all the way, we... We... Even if we weren't killed by ghosts, we would be dead in the end!"

Li Changge asked, "but the village head, the ghost fog mountain is so big that we are not familiar with it. Even if we really want to kill ghosts, we can't start."

Li Changge is trying to set the way to complete the task.

Intelligence is very important.

The main task has been made clear

Kill the ghost king.

Let's not say whether they have the strength to kill the ghost king. It's all over the mountains. The "ghost king" won't have the red word "ghost king" on his head like in the game. How to find it?

Where's the ghost king?

This is a serious question.

How?

This is another more serious issue.

"This... Is not easy to do." Li Changge has a headache.

Although he was not a senior apostle, he also experienced two trials in the world, including the trial of the preparatory apostles.

I also have some experience in the rules of the world.

Yilin thought for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "old village head, I have a question."

"Ghost hunter, please."

Yilin raised his head, looked into the eyes of the old village head and asked slowly, "where did you learn the legend of the ghost hunter?"

……

……

ten minutes later.

After a meal, Li Changge felt familiar with Yilin.

He took the lead and walked half faster than Yilin, but asked in a low voice, "Yilin, how do you know that someone in this village knows' ghost hunter '?"

"Otherwise?" Yilin didn't explain and asked a rhetorical question.

Li Changge smiled: "I thought it was just a plot setting..."

"Actually..."

Yilin mysteriously approached.

Li Changge also came over eagerly.

"I guess."

“……”

As for the reasoning process, only Yilin knows.

It's a piece of cake. He doesn't bother to explain.

Zhitian dance carries a knife and silently follows behind Yilin and Li Changge.

Yilin noticed that their sabres were somewhat different.

Li Changge's Sabre is regular in length. Although it is not scabbard, it looks like the style of ancient Tang Dao.

However, zhitianwu's Dao is very long. It looks like... By the way, it is very similar to the ancient Dao handed over by Yilin from Xiao shisan.

But the sabre around Yilin's waist seems a little... Short.

To be exact, it is very short.

But only you know whether it works or not.

Speaking of the length of the knife, Yilin actually had a question not long ago.

There are two knives in his storage space.

One is his own blood jasmine, the other is Xiao shisan's ancient knife.

However, when Yilin appeared in the scene, the scabbard at his waist was adapted to blood jasmine, not Xiao shisan's Taidao.

Can "that will" judge that blood jasmine is the knife belonging to Yilin?

"This is not a spirit weapon..."

Yilin whispered.

"You ghost hunters, this is it..."

The village head took the three to a dark tile roofed house.

The door was locked and there were no windows around. It was airtight.

On the roof, there are many old crows with sparse feathers.

Ah - ah - ah——

As the village head approached Yilin, the crows on the roof of the tile roofed house burst out a shrill cry, as if they were frightened, flew up one after another, and swept over the heads of Yilin.

Li Changge was called by the crows all over the world, which made his heart a little hairy.

The strange and shrill cry of the crows is really difficult to associate with the sense of "pleasant to hear".

"Have you noticed that there are so many crows in this village? It's really annoying."

Li Changge asked casually.

"Oh."

Yilin suddenly smiled and said, "do you know the habits of crows?"