At night, Yunyao Ancient Village gradually became quiet.
The torches on the city wall and the street lanterns were dotted, and the villagers fell asleep. In the attic, Bai Yujun lay on the bed and slept quietly, breathing and heartbeating for a long time. There were many gold and jewelry under her body, and the golden light was shining...
The hunting dogs occasionally barked once or twice, either to warn mice or wild beasts in the dark not to approach the stockade.
The civet cats on the roof patrolled the territory, it was peaceful and comfortable, it was a peaceful night.
"Meow!"
Suddenly, the civet cat on the roof burst into fur, and then swooped off the roof.
The family in the wooden house was sleeping soundly. Among them, the strong man was a master in the village. He was strong and powerful. At this moment, he dreamed that he was in a gray place. The fearless man felt frightened and helpless, thinking. I wanted to escape from the dream but couldn't wake up. Finally, I saw a person with green eyes...
Early the next morning.
There was so much noise in the village that Bai Yujun couldn't sleep.
The strong sense of hearing captured the words of many villagers, saying that several people died last night, including experts and ordinary villagers. The deaths were very strange. They died suddenly after sleeping well during the day and at night. There were no wounds or anything abnormal.
Professional matters were handled by the experts in Guzhai. Bai Yujun turned over and continued to sleep.
After a while, Mu Duo came in, stepped on the floor and walked to the bed, pausing slightly.
"Yesterday, Kurobe used a spell to lure away the souls of several people in the village and killed them. Be careful when you sleep."
A certain snake weakly raised his hand and waved.
"It's okay. If you dare to come, I will bite him to death."
He muttered and fell asleep again. No matter what the trouble was outside, he couldn't delay his sleep anyway. Mu Duo shrugged and had nothing to say about this holy beast. Maybe he would bite the opponent to death as the holy beast said.
Jiuli people are not afraid of dead people. They do whatever they need to do, and they will not cry over the corpse.
Another busy day has passed.
As night falls, many people dare not sleep. If the opponent dares to charge at them, even if they are one to ten, they dare to go up and chop them. After all, things that can be touched are not scary, but invisible things are the scariest.
It was very quiet at night, and the bosses of the ancient village were ready to prevent the Kurobe wizard from using mysterious spells to seduce the soul...
Maybe in the entire village, apart from the fat pigs, there was only a certain delicious and lazy snake sleeping soundly. He slept for a day and a night and still didn't wake up. He probably planned to sleep for ten and a half months.
What's rare is that I had a dream.
The sky is gray, the land is gray, everything is unreal. A man with green eyes is walking towards me holding a lantern.
The strange man held a faint lantern high and muttered incantations that could not be heard clearly. The huge hat weighed him down and he could not lift his head. He walked closer step by step and then raised his head...
However, the frightened and pleading of the weak and pitiful creature as expected was different. He saw himself standing in the shadow of the head of a huge ferocious snake, with red eyes staring at him indifferently!
Bai Yujun was in a daze, waving his tail and swiping a bit, swatting a strange jumping snake to death. All the movements were so ordinary and natural and smooth. It was almost a conditioned reflex to smash the muttering thing that kept the snake from sleeping, disturbing it. Snake Qingmeng is very excessive. If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, won't you go to work tomorrow?
Turn over and continue to sleep soundly.
In a secluded cave somewhere far away, a skinny old man fell down without making a sound, as if he had been frightened by something, and died in a state of shock...
In Yunyao Ancient Village, a group of big guys sat in silence all night. They felt that the wizard was making moves before, but they suddenly stopped.
It's weird, I don't understand it at all.
Life is uneventful.
After resting for half a month in Yunyao Ancient Village, Bai Yujun hit the road again, flew back to Snake Valley, taught Qing Ling how to practice, and gave some useful materials before turning to fly to the Demon King's Realm again. Normally, the realm of the Hundred Thousand Mountain Monster Beasts is the most dangerous, but in this strange place Times have turned around, and places where monsters are rampant are the safest.
This time I came to Shiwanda Mountain to collect metals. We couldn't expect monsters to bring much of such things as elixirs.
The elixir will emit a unique smell that attracts birds and beasts to swallow it. After seeing it, they will swallow it almost instinctively. It is impossible to expect these guys who rely on instinct to resist the temptation.
A generation of legendary hawkers comes to the world of monsters again...
Qingmu Mountain.
Thick smoke billowed out of the long-abandoned forge again. Three marmots sat at the entrance of the hole and gnawed on salt blocks. Their furry faces were filled with happy expressions. They tasted much better than the salt soil they usually licked. They were very happy.
A demon monkey named Hongguo came into the store with a lot of ore in his arms.
After a while, Hongguo left the weapons store holding the salt block in both hands, licking it as he walked, feeling happier than eating a kiwi fruit.
rustle……
You can see monsters hugging salt blocks and licking them everywhere in the monster gathering place of Qingmu Mountain. You only need to dig out a few rocks to get salt blocks. There is nothing happier in the world. Having a strong and sharp ring-headed knife , and a lot of salt blocks. The monsters were very satisfied and did not exchange the metal ores for those useless colorful human clothes.
The blacksmith shop jingled.
Dang~! Dang~!
Knock a few times, then put it into the water. When the heat rises, take it out and put it aside. Go to the table and sit down. Then you take off your cloth boots and put your white feet into the basin to cool down. The coolness brought by your feet dispels the heat all over your body. , skillfully poured a pot of tea and drank it all in one gulp.
He sighed with emotion.
"well……"
Without a good forging furnace, good equipment cannot be made. Bai Yujun discovered in several fights that he could not rely on snake scales for defense, nor could he put all his hope in armor.
Armor has certain limitations. In many cases, the defense strength is insufficient and inconvenient. The design is too thick and heavy, which affects flexibility.
After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to create a defensive treasure.
Don't get me wrong, a certain snake can't do any of the popular defensive magic weapons in the world of immortality, such as colorful robes and golden bells. These are all human long-range attack methods used by monks. It's convenient, but it's really too passive to fight. The monks like to use colorful robes that are spread all over the magic circle, while Bai Yujun likes armor, which is more practical.
After thinking about it for a long time, Bai Yujun found out that there was one piece of equipment that was best at defense that Bai Yujun favored.
shield.
That's right, a certain snake planned to make a shield as a means of defense. It was strong, durable, and more practical in battle than a flashy magic weapon. After all, a set of armor would be better than a shield.
Normally, the horizontal sword is held in one hand, and the free left hand is always weak. With a shield, it can be used both offensively and defensively.
The triple protection of shield, armor, and snake scales makes a snake feel safer...
"It seems we need to find a crater to build a shield."
I have asked several demonic beasts, and they all said that if you walk north of Cyanwood Mountain for two months, you will see a red mountain range, known as Rongtian Ridge. It is extremely hot, there are raging fires, and there is sparse vegetation all over the red soil, because every time a strong wind blows, the red sand will be blown away. The dust blew up into the sky like flames burning the sky, hence the name Rongtian Ridge.
"So far away..."
"It doesn't matter, there is no shortage of time anyway..."
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