Lin Xing rubbed the wrist that had just been pinched by the other party and felt a pain.
At the same time, the voice of the cat doll sounded in his heart: "Don't mind your own business, Lin Xing, this is Da Zhou, and everyone has skills."
"With your current three-legged cat skills, you can bully an old man like last time, but you can't beat such a strong man."
Lin Xing was still observing the man who suddenly appeared.
If the old man who used to chop him with a hatchet in the small yard looked like an ordinary farmer, then the tall, round-waisted man in sharp clothes in front of him looked like a professional thug.
"My current strength is probably at the peak of old man level in the Great Zhou World. This person is at least strong man level. I am definitely no match for ordinary fights."
"Unless I take the initiative to fight them hard, find a way to get them to kill me, and then use the help of time to go back and fight this person to the death, maybe..."
But as an upright superpower, Lin Xing would never rush into a life-and-death fight with a stranger, so he just thought about it and put an end to the restless idea.
Seeing the other party grabbing the little girl and carrying her up, Lin Xing asked, "Why are you arresting her?"
The man who fought off Lin Xing turned his head, and the scar on his face twisted like a centipede. He just heard him say lightly: "Her family can't afford the money to worship the gods. This is our village's own business. You don't want to have a finger in the pie."
After that, he took another look at Lin Xing's strange clothes and warned: "Boy, I don't care what you do to dress up as a demon, people like you are not welcome here. Don't let me see you still in the village before it gets dark. .”
The little girl being carried on the shoulders had a calm look on her face and said calmly: "My father told me to collect money, and he will definitely go home and pay the money to worship the gods."
The scar-faced man laughed and said, "Your father sold out all the family land in order to help you exorcise evil spirits. I think he can't stand you being such a slut for a long time. He must have run away this time and doesn't want you anymore."
Seeing the other party walk out of the courtyard in a blink of an eye, Lin Xing looked at the doll and said, "Miss Bai, what are you asking for money to worship the gods?"
Bai Yiyi replied: "I'm not a know-it-all. How can I know the rules of a random village?"
"But judging from the name, it should be some kind of temple or sect collecting money from this village."
If it were in modern society, if Lin Xing encountered such a thing, he would call the police directly. If the situation was serious, he might even shoot a video with Braille words, such as shocking the Chinese people, unexpected, not small, outrageous...
But at this moment in this big Zhou world, Lin Xing found that he was a little bit at a loss what to do because he couldn't even figure out what was happening in front of him.
So Lin Xing walked out of the small courtyard, wanting to find out where this place was, what happened to the money to worship the gods, and what would happen to the little girl who couldn't afford the money to pay the money to the gods.
But the villagers Lin Xing met, whether they were old men with white hair or ordinary villagers with thin bodies and sallow faces, seemed to be wary of him as a stranger.
After asking along the way, Lin Xing only knew that this village was called Jiangjiacun.
In addition, he also found that there were no electrical appliances or modern facilities in this village, and all the villagers seemed to be overworked and malnourished. Everything looked closer to ancient villages.
Obviously, as Wei Zhi once said, the development level of the mirror world is likely to lag far behind the modern society where Lin Xing lives.
After being turned away by an old man again, Lin Xing said helplessly: "Why are all these local villagers so xenophobic?"
The doll said: "It's not normal to be wary. You see, they all call you a demon. It's just that you are too weird in their eyes. It's strange that they are talking to you."
Lin Xing looked at the hospital gown on his body and thought to himself: "Next time I come to Mirror World, I should change into less eye-catching clothes."
The villagers on the side looked at Lin Xing who was talking to the doll, and quickly took the child away.
At this moment, there was a sudden bang in the distance, and the surrounding villagers closed their doors and windows from house to house, as if they were afraid of something.
Lin Xing was slightly startled when he heard the sound: "What is this sound?"
He ran in the direction of the sound, and a moment later he heard crying.
I saw a skinny girl lying on the ground, her face red and swollen.
And a man with a sinister face was grabbing her hair and struggling towards the outside of the hospital regardless of the girl's cries.
An old man knelt on the ground, kowtowing and pleading to the man, but was stopped by another man.
"Master Jun!"
"Er Ya is really not a witch. My son and grandson have already gone to fight for the commander, and now I have only one granddaughter left. Please be merciful and let her go..."
The man standing in front of him kicked the old man and said impatiently: "In order to capture the cult witches, all women over ten years old and under thirty must be taken to the city for trial. This is the commander's military order. You have to Is it okay to disobey the commander-in-chief?”
The old man didn't answer, he just held the other person's calf and begged.
Many villagers in the surrounding mud houses seemed to be alarmed by the sound, and then they immediately closed the doors and windows and fell into silence.
For a moment, the only sounds left in the air were the cries of an old man and a young man.
In Lin Xing's eyes, the first thing that caught his eye... was that the two men were dressed like military uniforms from the old era, with an old-fashioned rifle hanging on their backs.
Although Lin Xing didn't know much about firearms, he had watched many war movies with old era settings, and this rifle felt to him like the long-barreled rifle from more than a hundred years ago.
When he saw the situation in this village before, he thought that the world of Dazhou was in an ancient society. But I didn't expect that a world with such backward people's livelihood would already have guns.
"Hey, Lin Xing, what are you doing?"
Seeing Lin Xing put himself on the ground, the cat doll was surprised: "You don't care about this, right? In troubled times, there are many warlords, and such things are everywhere..."
"Everywhere?" Lin Xing turned around, and there seemed to be a sparkle in his eyes: "Then my super power finally has more uses."
Seeing the other person's sudden energy, the emotion in his eyes was more like expectation, or even excitement, than anger.
Although I have long heard Lin Xing's remarks about integrity, punishing rape and eradicating evil, and saving the world.
But at this moment, Bai Yiyi suddenly discovered that Lin Xing's understanding and emotions of these things seemed to be subtly different from what she had imagined.
"Damn it, did those quack doctors treat him properly?"
Doll sighed in his heart, and could only persuade him in another way: "Don't go crazy, they have guns, you will be beaten to death."
"That's great." Lin Xing laughed and walked towards the other party: "If you can beat me to death, things will be much easier."
He waved his hand and blocked the road. He looked at the military gangster dragging the girl and said, "Let him go."
"Get out of here." The arrogant military gangster picked up the rifle and pointed it at Lin Xing's head. Seeing that the other party continued to move forward indifferently, he sneered and pulled the trigger.
With the bang of a gunshot, when Lin Xing came to his senses again, he had returned to a few minutes ago.
"As expected, it's a killing spree. Things will be simple now."
For Lin Xing, a battle of life and death is indeed much simpler than any sparring, fighting, or exploration.
There is no need to worry about the rights and wrongs, as long as you find an opportunity to kill the opponent while being beaten to death again and again.
