Game of Destiny: This player is different.

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"Oh, I can't think of myself! Brother Mo is the first player among us not to be human."

Rubbing his chin, he kicked the underside of the stone wall with wicked amusement.

Sadly, he squinted his eyes and didn't speak.

After the brief onlooker activity ended, Hanlin Zimo transformed back and installed the broken door that had been dismantled.

As for whether the kicker can be blocked, we will see tonight.

But before that, there is one more problem to solve.

Except for Qin Nuo, no one else could see those dead feet.

It is troublesome not to be able to observe the actions of ghosts in real time.

After listening to the question raised by Sad Yijian, Qin Nuo pondered.

After a while, he just said: "There is a way, it should work..."

"any solution."

An arrow of sadness told him not to be fooled.

"Wipe a cow's tears or a horse! Tears, you can go to hell."

Cow tears can hell heard of it, Ma!What the hell are the tears?

Seeing the bewildered faces of his teammates, Qin Nuo explained seriously: "I once learned from an out-of-print ancient text that the reason why King Yan Luo raised many tauren and racehorse girls is because ghosts are most afraid of cows and horses. biology."

"..."

Can you talk a little more.

"According to this statement, the bull-headed horse face is actually the bull-headed man and the horse girl? Hey, don't think I haven't seen that movie." Sadly said with an arrow.

"It's about the same. It's not tiring to work with men and women. You can try to shed some tears while you still have time."

As he spoke, Qin Nuo cast his eyes outside the house.

Next to the adobe house is the cowshed, which can indeed make some tears.

Just...how to do it?

In the spirit of treating a dead horse as a living horse, the other four teammates followed him to the bullpen.

During this period, cattle, as an important productivity of cultivated land, were of great value.

For ordinary young and middle-aged people, the salary for one month of hard work is only one piece of money.

And the price of a cow requires at least ten cards.

It cannot be privately owned yet, which shows its high value.

A few people sneaked into the cowshed quietly, and found an old scalper staying inside.

"Brother, use cigarettes to drive that villager away."

Qin Nuo took out a pack of Huazi from his backpack, opened the package and shook out two.

Sad took the cigarette with an arrow, and ran briskly towards the guarding villagers.

A flower seed scattered over, and then said a few words casually, leading it to a remote place to swallow clouds and mist.

Seeing this, several other people started to act with a simple division of labor.

Che Lizi and Hanlin Zimo each held the old scalper's front and rear legs, and grabbed the cow's head in a daze.

Qin Nuo took a rope and tied the cow's mouth to prevent it from making a sound.

The player's strength, to say the least, is at the level of a weightlifter.

How can a mere old scalper stop four strong men?

After struggling a few times, the ox was exhausted and surrendered.

Qin Nuo held the remaining ten or so huazi into a cylinder shape, lit them all with a lighter, and smoked the bull's eyes.

In order to make the second-hand smoke take effect quickly, he also took out a fan and fanned it back and forth.

"Cough cough..."

Don't talk about it, the players couldn't stand it anymore, and their eyes were so hot and painful from the smoke.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going blind."

Che Lizi turned her head, closed her eyes and urged.

"Come on, come on."

Aren't humans and cows good friends?

Why, why are you doing this to me?

The eyes of the old scalper are full of puzzlement, sorrow, and pain.

A teardrop the size of a soybean grain flowed down the corner of his eye.

Qin Nuo immediately caught it with a frying pan.

Wait until the cigarette burns out and the bull's eyes are red from the smoke before giving up.

"It's done, let's get to work."

Let go of the old scalper, and the four of them sneaked back into the house while the villagers in charge of guarding were still being dragged.

Put the collected cow's tears into a glass bottle about the size of oral liquid.

"If there is no way to open the door tonight, we will wipe the cow's tears and kick the door head-on."

Qin Nuo put the bottle away and said calmly.

"Okay, as long as the open-door-to-die rule doesn't trigger, it's worth the effort of five people."

Che Lizi agreed, "But does eliminating the kicker count as solving the supernatural event?"

"It's hard to say, the system generally doesn't issue tasks that are too simple."

The kung fu of gossiping came back with an arrow of sadness.

Entering the house with him, and Zhang Shengli and his son who had just finished their farm work and passed by the aisle.

As soon as he entered the door, the village party secretary took Qin Nuo's hand graciously: "Comrade Xiao Zhang, how was your rest yesterday? The countryside is not as good as the city. Don't be disgusted."

"How could it be! We slept soundly last night, more comfortable than at home."

The latter lied without blushing and heartbeat.

Just as the two old fried dough sticks were exchanging greetings, a person hurriedly ran outside the door, looking flustered, as if something had happened.

Chapter 197 The Ancient Village's Strange Incident (15), the Sick Villager

Zhang Xuegong, who was guarding the door, stopped the villager who rushed in rashly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Liu Sigui, what are you doing, what are you talking about? I don't know if this is where the educated youths live?"

Normally, this thin villager named Liu Sigui didn't even have the courage to look at Zhang Xuegong head-on.

Today, he was uncharacteristically ignoring Zhang Shengli. He grabbed Zhang Shengli's arm in two steps and shouted, "Village...village chief, Li...second child is sick again!"

"What? Didn't you just hire a husband last month, why did you commit the crime again?"

"I don't know! My brother just chatted with him a few words, and his head was scratched by a paw, and his face was covered with blood! The village chief should go and have a look!"

Seeing that the words were serious, Zhang Shengli didn't dare to delay, and rushed to the village with his two sons.

The Zhang family's father and son moved quickly, and Liu Sigui, who came to report the news, was pulled away by about ten meters before he recovered his senses.

"Village... Village Chief, wait for me!"

Before he finished speaking, his arm was suddenly held by a hand, and he almost staggered.

"What are you doing? I have to save people!"

Liu Sigui was eager to shake it off, but found that this big hand was firmly grasping his arm like a crab's pincers.

"Comrade, tell us what's going on?"

Qin Nuo stopped the villagers.

In the eyes of Liu Sigui, who is less than 1.8 meters tall, his height of 1.6 meters [-] (shortened by bone shrinkage) is almost like blocking a wall.

The strong sense of oppression made him deflate instantly, so he had to briefly explain the whole story.

"Crying and laughing, and like beating people?"

Qin Nuo and the others looked at each other after listening.

Sounds like acute stress disorder and schizophrenia.

There is no cure for this thing, only psychological treatment can be taken, and it will be taken slowly.

Generally, impatient families are thrown into mental hospitals.

Put it aside for 60 seconds, that is life and death, and wealth is in the sky.

However, there is always a strange feeling.

Qin Nuo patted Liu Sigui on the shoulder, and handed Gen Huazi, "Comrade, take us to have a look, maybe we can help."

"Can you cure? That's right, you are cultural people from the city, so you must know how to cure diseases. Let's go there quickly."

The latter was shocked, took Qin Nuo and walked out while taking Hua Zi.

The four teammates looked at each other.

Hey, brother, is there a problem with your understanding? We didn't say it would cure diseases.

However, in order to track down the supernatural event, he had to go and find out.

I had to follow behind and rush to the scene of the incident.

...

I ran all the way, and after running for about 5 minutes, I saw a courtyard surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside.

Shouting and crying could also be heard during the period.

"All give way, all give way. The educated youth comrades said they have a way to cure Li Lao Er, so get out of the way!"

Liu Sigui pushed away the onlookers, looking like a fox pulling a tiger's skin.

There are root flowers on the ear, for fear that others will not see it.

"Hey, Brother Qin, don't brag about it casually, how can we know how to cure diseases?"

The bastard with black lines all over his face poked Qin Nuo with his elbow.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and said that I didn't guarantee it, it was someone who misunderstood.

A group of guys whose clothes were obviously out of tune with the villagers entered the courtyard under Liu Sigui's yelling.

At this time, there were about a dozen young and strong laborers in the yard.

Led by Zhang Shengli and his son, a frail middle-aged man was tied tightly with hemp rope.

But it's not over.

In order to prevent the old man from flopping around, Zhang Shengli used the thick hemp rope that tied the mule, one end of which was wrapped around his neck, and the other end was tied to the stone roller in the yard.

In the corner, a woman was sitting on the ground crying with her naked child in her arms, and a young girl was comforting her beside her.

On the other side lay a villager covering his head with blood on his hands. He looked very similar to Liu Sigui.

"Isn't it the kid we asked for news yesterday?"

Cheerilee recognized the bare-bottomed kid.

"The woman holding the baby is his mother? She looks so old."

She made gestures in a daze, meaning that the woman looked about 40 years old, so it could be a child born in her 30s.

Brother Jian explained: "In the past, the living conditions in the countryside were poor, and with the face facing the loess, the back facing the sky, the wind and the sun, and no skin care products, it naturally looked old.

Looks like 40 years old, probably less than [-] years old. "

Shouldn't the focus be on Li's second son who was tied up like Piggy?

How do you pay attention to other people's wives and children?