Kuali broke into cold sweat and said sarcastically: "What?"
Meng Fei approached, his eyes narrowed, and the curve of his mouth was particularly seductive. He said, "Should I ask you to prove that you are a player?"
"Kuari, can you prove that you are a player?"
Kuari's eyes widened, he raised his hands and said with confidence:
"I swear! I am really a player! I, I, although I have a chance to contact you, I can't use it. Brother Meng Fei should understand, right?"
"After all, this is the curse of the fourth rule monster talk. I'm not sure that Brother Meng Fei can really survive to the end."
"I have to leave a way out for myself, don't you think?"
What Kuali said is reasonable and well-founded, and it is also terrifying to think about.
It's weird, why do you know so much about players?
It felt like he had made meticulous preparations just to deceive Meng Fei!
Meng Fei listened to Kuali's explanation and reluctantly accepted it.
Abi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. Her voice was dry, as if she didn't speak often.
"Behind, there are words behind the board."
Abi pointed at the regular wooden board. She raised her head timidly, her eyes numb and frightened.
This kind of look is actually very common, Meng Fei has seen it many times.
It was my first time to take the subway, and I couldn’t scan the QR code. I stood at the entrance of the station anxiously.
Standing in the job market, wearing mud-stained cloth clothes, a middle-aged woman wants to find a job but has no way to start.
There are many, many more...
Meng Fei looked at Abi, and Abi's expression was slightly distorted. She looked at Meng Fei in horror, then lowered her head, grabbing the corners of her clothes with both hands, as if there were some treasures worth playing with.
Meng Fei looked at the rotten rules sign in front of him and reached out to turn it over.
[Rule 7: The first thing a villager in the Good Village says to you must be the truth.
Except for two people. 】
[Rule 8: There is a wooden house in the center of the village, don't get close to it. 】
[Rule 9: The Village of Good People still maintains the habit of burial. 】
[Rule 10: Don’t let them find out you found out anything that isn’t a good thing. 】
These four rules are also very interesting.
Meng Fei looked at the words on the sign. There was no trace of modification on these words.
It's all true.
But are the people here all villagers from Shanren Village?
And besides two people?
Except who? Meng Fei guessed that it should be among the four people he met.
Among the four people, who is telling lies?
Qin Fang?
The information is very confusing.
There was some satisfaction in Meng Fei's eyes. Only when he reached this level did he feel that this was the fourth strange talk about rules.
Rule 8: According to Meng Fei's experience of committing suicide and his previous experience of seeing it, there must be something very important in the wooden house, but if you don't see it, speaking from experience, you can still complete the strange story about the rules.
Rule 9 is even more interesting, burial!
Meng Fei thought: From today on, I will be a tomb robber, stealing from the far left of the village to the far right of the village! Let their ancestral graves emit smoke!
【......My dear, just be happy. 】
What can Meng Hei do? He looked weird and felt that Meng Fei's excitement was weird.
As for rule ten, it echoes the previous rules.
After all, as long as Meng Fei is not curious, the villagers of Shanren Village are good people.
Being curious, then accidentally discovering something, and then being caught, this thought is full of excitement!
Meng Fei: "This is definitely aimed at me."
Meng Fei was really curious. A man weighing more than 100 kilograms was a rebel of 200 kilograms!
Confused by these rules, Meng Fei wanted to discover something immediately, but of course, this was not possible!
If he died too early, wouldn't it be the end?
If you want to die, you have to wait.
Meng Fei memorized the last rules.
Kuali waited anxiously. Seeing that Meng Fei had finished writing the rules, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Meng Fei, have you discovered anything?"
Meng Fei: "Yes."
Kuari's eyes glowed, "What?"
Meng Fei grinned and said sincerely: "This is really a good place."
Kuari: "..."
Meng Fei didn't care about anyone else. Anyone who wanted to follow him couldn't be driven away.
Meng Fei walked towards the village.
This village is not small. At a glance, it is full of densely packed houses, tile-roofed houses, brick houses, and adobe houses. The most eye-catching ones are a few two-story small buildings.
Meng Fei walked on the village road, looking back and forth.
There were people in the room, men, women, old and young, and many young people. They looked at them warily.
The villagers showed extreme xenophobia. They still held weapons in their hands and looked at Meng Fei and the others with eager eyes.
The smile on Meng Fei's lips deepened, and he even waved to greet the villagers.
"Hello everyone~"
"Good afternoon, have you eaten?"
"The greening in the village is nice. Hey, whose chicken escaped?"
Meng Fei is just like a college student traveling to the countryside, warm and hospitable?
Such enthusiasm caused the villagers to hallucinate. Are they the villagers, or is Meng Fei the villager?
Under Meng Fei's enthusiastic attack, the villagers hesitated.
Meng Fei even took the initiative to walk to the door of the house and said, "Hello, sister, can I stay at your house tonight?"
The person Meng Fei calls his sister is a woman with a weathered face who looks to be at least forty years old.
The woman was carrying a child on her back and was a little lame. When Meng Fei took the initiative to talk to her, she was startled and subconsciously wanted to run into the house.
Her man, a tall and thick man, rushed out to chase Meng Fei away.
"Go away! Get away! Who asked you to talk to my wife!"
Meng Fei rolled his eyes, "She is your wife today, but she may not be your wife tomorrow."
The man's face turned green with anger, he picked up the sickle on the side and rushed out, "What do you mean! You bastard!"
Meng Fei ran away, "Oh no, you can't afford it!"
Kuari: "..."
Kuari's expression was a bit complicated. He looked at Meng Fei as if he was looking at a psychopath.
Abi didn't react at all, she just turned her head and glanced from time to time.
Meng Fei almost had his neck stabbed with a sickle by a big man. After running for several hundred meters, he finally met the most typical NPC!
village head!
An old man wearing cloth clothes and cloth shoes, carrying a cane, and stooped like a shrimp. His age was at least eighty, more than three digits.
His hair is sparse and his beard is also sparse. It hangs sparsely and is quite long. His face is slumped. The layers are piled up on his face, making it difficult for his eyes to see clearly.
Those who didn’t know better thought it was the pug that had become a spirit! It could also be a Shar-Pei, since they look very similar.
The old village chief stood at the door, and Li Kun was saying something to him.
Li Kun stood upright, his face, which was already so serious that it was scary, now looked gloomy.
