My Player 2

Chapter 193 Witchcraft
Several people frowned and looked at each other. No one spoke for a while.

Where did this child come from?
Could it be a mountain spirit or a wild monster? Or some kind of ghost that deceives people?
Two bonfires were burning brightly, making crackling sounds and providing some warmth to the damp little temple.

People from both sides were looking at the boy, but the boy just stood under the eaves to avoid the rain and seemed to have no intention of going into the ruined temple.

"A word from a fellow Taoist shows all the vicissitudes of life" is actually also confusing.

While these people were looking at him, he was also looking at these people.

There was only so much space in the dilapidated temple, and there was no place to build a bonfire. He was too lazy to look for dry wood in the heavy rain, so he decided to just rub it aside.

These bodyguards on the left have obviously been traveling for a long time.

The tears, dust and wrinkles on their clothes all tell of their fatigue from the journey.

Although there is a woman with ordinary looks, there are still three stinky men after all.

If you get close, you can probably smell their body odor.

30% of the senses in this game are fixed, and he can't turn off his sense of smell temporarily, but he doesn't want to shout "It smells great, no need to say more" later.

The female hero on the right is heroic and her sword is powerful.

At first glance, she seemed fine, but compared to the dirty escorts on the left, she looked a little different.

She was very beautiful, wearing a brocade robe embroidered with floral patterns and new boots on her feet.

But the mountain road outside is muddy. How did this woman keep her shoes from getting stuck with mud?
Either she came here out of nowhere, or she is at least level 90.

But why would a powerful person of legendary level take shelter from the rain and warm himself by the fire here?

Something is wrong.

On one side was a martial artist from an old Hong Kong movie, and on the other side was the heroine from an ancient puppet show. After hesitating for a while, he turned to the lone woman on the right and said:

"My lady, I feel cold and tired. If I continue to be cold, I may catch a cold. Could you please lend me a fire? I will reward you handsomely in the future."

"A word from a fellow Taoist has brought all the vicissitudes of life to us." I just scanned the data of both parties, but it was of no use.

He is only level 10 now and can only detect characters below level 20.

So in addition to the escorts, there is also a level 13 swordsman.

When other people scanned it, all they saw were “?”.

Fortunately, these people are NPCs and are not identified as monsters by the system.

The woman frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the sword and said bluntly:
"You can warm yourself by the fire, but I don't know where you came from. Do you mind if you keep your knife in your hand?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind." "A word from my fellow Taoist, all the vicissitudes of life" walked to the campfire and sat down.

The woman took a half step back and leaned against the wall, not hiding her wariness of the boy at all.

"A word of praise, fellow Taoist, for all the vicissitudes of life." He took off all his tattered clothes, leaving only his wet underpants, and started to roast them in front of the fire.

He looked like a child of only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although he gave people an older feeling, the two female knights in the ruined temple did not shy away and continued to stare at him.

"He has abundant Qi and blood, and excellent bones. He is a good candidate for martial arts training."

The escort carrying the giant sword whispered to himself.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had spoken out loud, so he coughed lightly and continued:
"This... Young Hero Peng, I see that you have a natural physique, no worse than those disciples of the noble families. Are you the descendant of a famous person?"

"A word from a Taoist friend shows the vicissitudes of life." He turned around, warmed his back with the campfire, and said to the big sword shrimp:
"We just met by chance, why are you asking so many questions?"

The hero was slightly stunned, but he didn't feel insulted. He clasped his fists and said:

"I'm being rude."

"It's okay, just be careful." "A Daoist friend has gone through so many hardships" responded.

He couldn't answer the sword lobster's question.

He couldn't tell these NPCs that in order to pass the Immortal Gate selection, he bought a bunch of props to increase attributes and had already raised his attributes to the threshold of level 10.

Anyone would wonder if he had any of these treasures with added attributes. He actually had a lot of them.

When his body was almost dry, "A Taoist Fellow, All the Vicissitudes of Life" took out a new set of clothes from his backpack and put them on himself again. Only then did he suddenly realize that the atmosphere in the temple was not right.

Everyone was staring at him, and several people who had just put down their weapons picked them up again.

"What's this method of yours?" the woman standing behind the boy asked warily.

"What do you mean by legal? I broke the law?" "A Daoist friend has experienced so much" hasn't reacted yet.

Players have backpacks as soon as they enter the game. NPCs in the alliance are not surprised by this and can even recognize it as the magic of "portable space".

Therefore, no player would realize how rare it is to have a portable space that can expand with the level.

The woman held the Mo Dao in both hands and silently took a half step back, wanting to put a little more distance between herself and the strange man who could perform magic.

She already regretted it.

Because of a moment of weakness, I brought this obviously abnormal boy in front of me. I am so careless and I really feel guilty towards my master.

If this monster suddenly explodes, he will definitely pounce on me first.

If a fight breaks out later, I will bear the greatest pressure.

No one knows what magic this monster has, and the escorts may not help.

"Where did your clothes come from?" The giant sword shrimp also stood up.

"You bought it? How else did you get it?" "A Daoist Fellow Has Gone Through the Ages" looked at the short-sleeved shirt on his body and raised his head and said, "You're not going to draw your sword against me just because you've never seen a short-sleeved shirt before, are you?"

"A word from a fellow Taoist shows all the vicissitudes of life." He thought it was because he was wearing "exotic clothes" that caused these NPCs to suddenly react to the stress.

He knew that he couldn't defeat these NPCs, so he quickly reached into his backpack and prepared to take out a [Teleportation Scroll].

"He's going to use some magic!" the woman behind him screamed and jumped back, taking the opportunity to distance herself from the boy.

In the crowded and dilapidated temple, the 3-meter-long Mo Dao in her hand did not stagnate at all, giving people a feeling of flowing smoothly.

No one on either side took the initiative to attack.

First, this strange young man has not made a move yet, and second, it is unclear what methods he has.

What if it's a curse or something...

"Magic?" The boy was stunned for a moment, reached into his backpack, took it out again, and asked, "What are you talking about? This is a backpack."

"A word from a fellow Taoist is enough to show the vicissitudes of life" and he took out a scroll from his backpack.

"It's used to store things, a portable space, magic, selling straw buckles, have you ever seen it before?"

If a few words could save a life-saving teleportation scroll, he wouldn't mind clearing up the misunderstandings with these NPCs.

"Unheard of." replied the giant sword shrimp.

"This is an overseas magic trick. It can only store and retrieve items. Why do you need to be so nervous?"

As he said this, 『A call from a fellow Taoist is enough to show me the vicissitudes of life』, without even bothering to point his sword at the NPC, he showed his back to them, sat down in front of the campfire, and began to read from the [Teleportation Scroll].

He couldn't understand it, he was just pretending.

If these guys attacked him, he would immediately tear up the roll and run away.

Just be patient for now, and when I become an immortal, I will come back for revenge.

In the end, the few of them didn't make a move. Brother Dajian took the lead in putting away his sword, and bowed, saying:

"I am sorry for being rude. I have lived in my hometown for a long time and have never traveled far. I am ignorant and have offended you. I hope you will forgive me."

"It's okay." He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

(End of this chapter)