Chapter 126

"Are you ready?"

In front of the mountain temple, Zhang Yang's face is quiet, his spirit is introverted, and he has nothing. Standing there, it seems more unfathomable than the statue of the mountain god in the temple.

"Xiaoshen has been ready for a long time."

There was a breeze passing by, which was full of fragrance. At last, it fell on the mountain god trial charm. There was a flash of white light, and then there was no sound.

Zhang Yang put away the mountain god's trial charm. Looking back, the whole village's Castle buildings are uneven, half depending on the hills and half surrounding the plains. All these things have begun to look prosperous.

"Are you sure you want to activate the mountain god trial charm?"

"Warning, the mountain god trial symbol will connect the unknown world, and the village building order will not take effect there. And the village building order can't take the initiative to send you back, unless you can get a prop similar to the mountain god's trial charm in that strange world. "

"Once again, if you return to the world within 60 days, your adopted son Zhang Wenyuan will automatically inherit the position of village head. Therefore, the mysterious Village building order and game Village building order bound to you will be temporarily detained."

"You need to consume 50000 energy to open this unknown trial."

……

"Confirm."

Open your heart and choose to confirm.

Then a ripple like wave rolled in, his figure was like a reflection in the water, and disappeared in a flash, as if he had never existed in the world.

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the smell of fermented mule and horse dung mixed with damp soil made Zhang Yangji wake up in a flash.

Then what he felt was that kind of wet feeling that almost made people crazy.

"So this is growing mushrooms?"

The thought flashed in my mind, and Zhang Yang had to try his best to get out of a dark, sleeping bag like unknown thing.

"Hiss -"

it was very painful. There was a sharp pain like gouging out the heart in his left thigh, which almost made him cry out, and his cold sweat came out.

What the hell? Get hurt?

There was some darkness around, but the sound of rain outside made him feel bored for no reason.

"Mountain God, are you still there?"

Zhang Yang asked in his heart, but there was no response. He tried to open the village building order, and then realized that both the mysterious Village building order and the game Village building order had been detained.

He doesn't know his own situation now.

What's worse, I don't know whether this body has suffered from soul piercing or what, but he can't release the soul force field.

It was a terrible start.

However, Zhang Yang was not flustered. He had expected that since the mountain god trial could not be covered by the village building order, it was enough to show the seriousness of the matter.

But it was for this reason that he wanted to take a chance.

"So, this is a crude cowhide tent. It's raining outside, and it's mostly cloudy and rainy for several days."

"My body is injured. There are signs of excessive blood loss. In addition, there are fatal factors such as wound infection and constant high fever. From this point of view, the former owner of my body must be dead."

"Fortunately, after I passed through, this kind of fatal wound infection and high fever were restrained by some force, otherwise, I'm afraid I can't live."

Zhang Yang is rapidly analyzing and looking at everything in the cowhide tent.

There is a dirty animal skin backpack next to the sleeping bag, but I don't know who turned it upside down. There is an ugly bowl next to the backpack, in which there is a small pile of muddy liquid, which is suspected to be some kind of medicine.

"It seems that someone has treated me, or I have tried to rescue myself, but it has little effect."

In addition, although the cowhide tent is simple and crude, the space can accommodate two people, but there are no sleeping bags in the extra open space, but you can see a few lines of messy footprints and a pile of gray dirt.

After staring at the dirt for a long time, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that it should be the mark left by the grindstone.

That is to say, the unknown neighbor nearby once polished his beloved weapon carefully here, then packed his bags and left. By the way, he also took the relics of his former owner.

"I hope I'm wrong."

With a smile of self mockery, he struggled to climb himself out of the sleeping bag full of stench and putrefaction. It was really a ghost. His left leg was almost rotten, and there was a broken arrow on it.

"No, so it's a medieval background?"

Zhang Yang also wanted to laugh, and then he looked around to see if there was a small knife. The wound had to be dealt with immediately. Although he didn't know what force had suppressed the wound infection and high fever, it couldn't last forever.

After a search, Zhang Yang is sweating with pain, but fortunately, it seems that his former master is a standard soldier, because he has a dagger tied to his right leg.And the neighbor didn't take it.

"Why? What's this? "

At this time, Zhang Yang finally noticed that there was a wooden accessory hanging on his chest. It was very simple. The pattern on it was familiar. It was the mountain temple in his village.

"The mountain god? Is that you, brother? "

No response.

Zhang Yang blinked and looked at the wound on his left leg. He felt strange before that. Such a serious wound infection, it's no exaggeration to say, has grown maggots. He doesn't want to live at all. He must have some strength to contain the injury.

It's absolutely impossible to cross welfare, cross golden finger, injury can't deceive people.

Now it seems that the mountain god is helping with his weak power.

"Not bad. You're more reliable than Duan Kuan."

With a smile, Zhang Yang cut a piece of smelly skin on his sleeping bag, bit it in his mouth, and then began to steadily cut the rotten meat on his left leg.

This is a must.

He cut off the rotten meat one by one, and made it public that he was in a coma after several times of pain. But maybe it was the blessing of the mountain god's weak healing ability. He finally insisted on it until fresh blood came out of the wound.

At this time, the wound is very terrible, and publicity is to continue to grope, the materials in this tent are almost zero, let alone find liquor and so on.

But he was very lucky, he found a few stones and a pile of burning ashes.

This is a good thing.

Without saying a word, Zhang Yang grabbed a few and pressed them.

Well, what he can do has been done. Next, it's up to Mountain God. After all, this is the trial world of Mountain God and his main battlefield. It can't be a Dou who can't help.

Zhang Yang didn't really wait for the miracle to happen. After a short rest, he moved his body carefully and leaned his head on the cowhide tent to listen to the outside.

For a long time, he confirmed that there was no sound outside except the rain.

It seems that he is really the only one left here.

Holding a dagger in one hand, he opened a gap at the entrance of the tent, squinted and looked out. The first thing he saw was the dim sky, muddy puddles and mud trampled by animals and horses.

So Zhang Yang immediately judged that this was a camp.

And it's temporary, because all kinds of trampled weeds on the ground are green and vibrant.

The front of the tent seems to be a valley, foggy, and the location of the tent is obviously a hill with a small slope, which is suitable for building a camp.

But he seems to be the only one in the camp. No, there are two isolated tents.

"Strange."

Zhang Yang frowns slightly. Who are the companions of his former master?

Although these cowhide tents are simple and crude, they should be able to change some money, or are they the last resting place for the dead?

"Maybe the former master didn't catch his breath at that time?"

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang climbs back, takes the ugly medicine bowl and puts it outside the tent. He needs to drink some water. Although drinking raw water in the wild is a fatal act, considering that he has a mountain god as a wet nurse, it doesn't matter.

After drinking a bowl of cold rain, Zhang Yang was careful about the wound, climbed into the mud and dragged a piece of wood back. The wood should have been used to support something last night, but the team left in a hurry, so he was stepped into the mud and was found by him.

It's a good wood. It's hard, about two meters long and five centimeters thick. It's straight and smooth.

When Zhang Yang touched several traces of rope binding above, he roughly determined a message.

"It should be a caravan. There are a lot of big animals in the caravan and some big carts. This wood is used to bind goods on the carts."

"Well, it's time to do the first thing at the beginning, to rub the spear."

Zhang Yang laughs happily. Now he is more and more aware of the magic of the skill taught by Wu Yuan. There is hardly any hell that can't start with a wooden spear.

"I feel that wooden spear is the leading role. I'm a supporting actor."

The dagger is not too sharp, but fortunately, the technique of cutting wood spear is still open. Even though he is very weak at the moment, he can still cut steadily.

He fell asleep a few times, but as soon as he woke up, he kept rubbing the spear.

Almost the next day, or later, the rain finally stopped outside, and Zhang Yang succeeded in cutting a qualified wooden spear.

Also at this time, he felt much better, and finally heard the voice of the mountain god.

"My Lord, the situation is not so good. The world's rejection of me is terrible. We are afraid that we will not be able to go back alive this time.""What's the situation? Don't draw conclusions casually. Tell us what you know. Are there main line tasks and branch line tasks?"

Zhang Yang was so hungry that he was dizzy, but he still kept an extraordinary calm.

"What's the main line? What branch line? I don't understand what you're talking about, my Lord. I can only say so. The only purpose we come here is to find a way back. As long as we can go back, I can at least upgrade to level 10 Mountain God. "

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Zhang Yang was stunned and found the way back. "Can't the village building order take us back?"

"No, my Lord. I used one unit of divinity to make a fortune teller at random, so I have to use ten units of divinity to lock our way back again. That is to say, as long as we can gather ten units of divinity, we can go back, and after this experience, I will become stronger."

"But, my Lord, as I said just now, the world's rejection of me is terrible. I have no chance to get ten units of divinity."

"So you're pitching me?"

Zhang Yang laughed, but did not get angry, "can you still cure me?"

"Yes, sir, but I used 0.5 units of divinity to stabilize your injury. I still have to keep 0.1 units of divinity to communicate with you. Now we can only use 0.4 units of divinity."

"I see. Don't think too much about it. Just leave other things to me. Besides, don't cure me. I feel that the wound can heal slowly. Your divinity may be of great use."

Zhang Yang said calmly.

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