"Is it wilting?"

The priest held his chin and said.

The priest waited for a long time but did not see the village chief come back. The sound in the earphones also disappeared. He didn't know what was going on there.

"Better go and have a look."

He originally thought that he would be back soon so that he could get some words out of the village chief's mouth, but now it is obvious that such a long time has passed.

It's almost noon if we continue to wait. The village chief is still of some use to him now. After all, he is the first NPC to come into contact with, and all the key clues are in his hands.

Opening the door, I looked outside and saw that there was no one there, so I ducked out.

The priest looked at the surrounding houses. All the doors and windows were closed, and he didn't know whether the villagers were at home or out.

The priest stood on the dirt road, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet except for the chirping of birds.

It feels like this is an empty village.

Looking at the ground, there was a row of footprints, which were obviously made not long ago. The priest walked along the footprints.

Sure enough, after walking for a few minutes, he heard voices in front of him. He had just determined the direction on the second floor.

In front is the old house.

"It's been so long since the village chief and the others haven't come out yet. Is everything going to be okay?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I think this is the time for evil to come!"

"Stop making sarcastic remarks, you won't be easy if something happens!"

A young man raised his fist and threatened the old man, but he didn't look afraid at all.

He continued: "After so many years, have you really forgotten all those things and been fine?"

He said and stared at the young man.

"Don't be ignorant. If the village chief hadn't saved your life, you would still be alive today!"

Faintly, other villagers, young and old, men and women, were all showing hostility towards the old man. The old man's clothes were all very old-fashioned.

In sharp contrast to the other villagers, who are sallow and skinny, it seems that they are not living a very good life. Looking at the other villagers, all of them are strong and healthy.

The priest hid in the corner and watched what they said to the old man.

The priest wanted to find an opportunity to chat with the old man alone.

There were so many people now that he went there, fearing that he would be stared at directly, judging from what they and the village chief said before.

The people in this village don't like the arrival of outsiders, although I don't know why they are hostile to them.

But it’s better to have less contact unless necessary.

"Okay, don't tell him anymore."

A woman pulled him and avoided the old man, with some evasion in her eyes.

"I'll spare you this time."

Others felt that they were far away from the old man, as if they were afraid of any bad luck.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

A person was thrown out from the second floor. Before anyone could react, the person accidentally fell on top of the priest.

The priest immediately ran away, but his shadow was inevitably seen by the villagers.

"Who is there!"

A woman with sharp eyes saw the hem of the priest's clothes and shouted, and everyone else around her looked over.

Several adult men were walking towards this side with wooden sticks in their eyes, with caution in their eyes.

The priest looked at the man on the ground. Just when he fell down, the priest discovered that the man was already dead.

The wound on his neck was deep into the bone, there was blood on his clothes, and there was still dry liquid on his palms.

The priest heard the villagers approaching and looked around. Except for the place facing the old house where he could go out, there were walls all around.

"This is deliberately increasing the difficulty."

The priest felt the world's ill will toward him, and he considered any possibility of being discovered when he chose this position.

As a result, this didn't follow the routine. Someone actually fell from above, and it was right above the priest's head.

"Can't let them see it!"

He is here just to avoid being discovered by them, hiding here and listening to the corner.

Take out a prop from the bracelet space.

Special props: psychedelic smoke

Function: A one-time prop. After use, the surrounding area cannot be seen clearly within a radius of ten meters. You cannot distinguish between friend and foe, and there is a chance of accidents.

Explanation: Yes, I am a hot chick. Do you want me to love you?

To be honest, the priest didn't want to use this item, but he had replaced most of the useless special items in exchange for rare items.

Now this is the only one that is useful, and it is still an unstable item.

It just showed that the priest almost lost this guy at first, but who allowed this prop to be rescued.

The last ones were piled up in the bracelet space and gathered dust, and they were not sold this time.

The name of psychedelic smoke sounds harmless, but it does not distinguish between friend and foe, and accidents may occur.

Needless to say, this accident is possible. For the priest, it is absolutely certain!

What the bus said is possible. For passengers, the chance of winning is about 90%!

This is why no one wants this kind of props. Not only are they not helpful, they may also be a trap for themselves.

There is no real distinction between ourselves and the enemy. If you injure the enemy one thousand, you will lose eight hundred!

Psychedelic smoke is a lavender crystal ball. Throw it on the ground to release smoke.

Snapped.

The priest threw it into the crowd, and it hit someone on the head.

The crystal ball instantly exploded into smoke, leaving no residue behind.

Purple smoke enveloped everyone.

"What is this stuff."

The mean village woman covered her forehead and screamed, she was the lucky one who just had her seed smashed.

"That bad thing dares to hit me. If I see it...ahem."

Halfway through, I choked on the smoke and couldn't stop coughing.

The other villagers were okay and didn't behave like her.

But I had a cough more or less, and my eyes were so irritated by the smoke that I couldn't open them.

The priest wasn't much better than them. He still couldn't open his eyes and could only rely on his memory to touch the wall and leave.

He did not write how long the smoke lasted, and he himself did not know when it would dissipate.

We can only quickly get out of sight of the villagers.

Otherwise, this prop will be in vain.

"Is this accident caused by other substances mixed in the smoke?"

"I can't open my eyes at all!"

Normally, such a pungent smell wouldn't make him unable to open his eyes, but now his eyelids seemed as heavy as gold.

No matter how hard I try, I can't open my eyes, and even if I pull with my hands, I can't open my eyelids.

"This side effect is to block vision."

"Fortunately, those villagers can't see clearly either."

It is not just a matter of words that there is no distinction between ourselves and the enemy, the damage suffered by both sides is equal.

In a lavender mist, the villagers sat down on the ground and covered their mouths and noses.

His complexion was more or less purple, and the priest wore a mask and walked openly in front of the villagers.

"Hey, get up and drive!"

"That guy fell on me, get up quickly!"

Such sounds were heard from time to time in the crowd, and the thing on the second floor of the old house seemed to sense changes outside.
Chapter completed!