Village Building Order Frenzy

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　　 In the evening, when the sky was still dark, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, and the previously exhausted spirit was fully restored at this moment.

　　 And this bit of mental power has been optimized by Banzhuan No. 7 into five blue droplets, each of which can release a basic sorcery.

　　 So this is the power of technology and the benefit of digitization.

　　 Originally, this trumpet could only release basic witchcraft once. If it were released for the second time in a row, it would face the effect of mental exhaustion and coma.

　　 "It's not my style to sit and wait for death, Banzhuan No. 7, can you analyze specific clues?"

　　 While talking, he found some supplies in the room to arm himself. Of course, the wooden spear was indispensable for killing people, a necessary medicine for home travel.

　　 And thanks to the perennial bitter cold in this place, the trees that grow here are as strong as steel, and it is better to cut them into a few wooden spears.

　　 However, considering that the world is already in chaos with aura and the force value is high, Zhang Yang, after serious consideration, used basic witchcraft on two of the best wooden spears.

　　 One is the fire of Ava. This basic sorcery can be stored in a wooden spear for almost nine hours before its power dissipates, which is comparable to a powerful magic spell.

　　 The other is the Ice of Aru, which can also store the power of the ice in the wooden spear, and because of the environment, it can be stored for about fifteen hours before dissipating.

"Master, the analysis results have come out. Based on the overall strength of this village, especially the seven high-level villagers who are comparable to the demigod level, with their judgement that it is almost impossible to curse the village directly to destroy the village, there is an 86% chance. It can be judged that there should be things hidden in this village that can induce or strengthen the curse. In addition, it can be almost 100% certain. The more villagers die, the stronger the curse will be. Therefore, the owner of Banzhuan No. Fortunately, leave this village before tomorrow evening, otherwise things will happen."

　　 "Fart can't bear to say, prepare to work."

Zhang Yang casually said, his goal is very simple, find the cursed thing hidden in this village, and destroy it, then even if the shadow curse comes again, the damage caused will not be so serious. It is really the seven demigods. Are the top villagers vegetarian?

　　 Of course, there is a prerequisite here, that is, publicizing that one's actions cannot be detected, otherwise it would be self-defeating.

　　 Fortunately, the Xingzu people’s aesthetics are all about beauty. His cheap uncle’s house and yard are two thousand square meters in size, and the neighbors next to him are similar.

　　 What’s more convenient is that the two neighbors on the left and right died last night. No one cares if a little devil like him does not sleep in the dark at night and is tossing about in his yard.

"Whether the curse was brought back by the villagers intentionally or unintentionally, most of it was near the courtyard where the deceased lived. Then compare the location of the courtyard where the accident occurred, then find a center point as the center and draw a circle with the largest radius. , The scope is actually controllable."

　　 Zhang Yang thought in his heart, each plan was quickly outlined but was immediately denied.

　　 In fact, he himself knows that his behavior is a bit turbulent, but who makes him a trumpet, in order to gain the most comprehensive information in the first line, then it is feasible to take a risk.

　　 In the end, in just a few minutes, Zhang Yang had already formulated a master plan and three backup plans. Let alone whether it was successful or not, first collect information.

　　 Therefore, his four plans have their own pertinence. Even if the final plan fails and his trumpet dies directly, he can ensure that first-hand information is collected.

　　 With such a psychological expectation, the next step is simple.

　　 Zhang Yang first dragged back hundreds of kilograms of fatty beast grease from the huge ice store in the yard.

It must be mentioned that because the Xing people are big and with amazing tonnage, the food intake is naturally amazing. The reason why the courtyards and rooms of nearly 2,000 square meters are bought is partly because they like hugeness, and partly because they want to store food. , After all, it’s cold outside, with a full temperature of minus 30 or 40 degrees. It's a natural big refrigerator.

　　 And this kind of ice storage is all built out of one-meter-square natural ice bricks, which can hold about 200 tons of materials. Of course, Zhang Yang's cheap uncle is currently only partially filling it, almost 30 tons of various frozen meat, frozen bones, fur, and some food collected during the short summer.

In addition, there are piles of logs in the courtyard, which are used to keep warm in the long winter. Just think about the huge five-meter-high fireplace in the room to know how much wood you need to consume Up.

　　 Zhang Yang chopped up these beast fats and threw them into the big pot hung on the fireplace. This is really a big pot, which can hold more than a dozen adults on earth to take a bath.

　　 With bundles of wood thrown into the fireplace, a few meters-long fire sprouts screamed, and the extremely high temperature melted the beast fat in the cauldron into liquid.

Zhang Yang took a wooden bucket, poured out the liquefied animal fat, and evenly sprinkled it on the wood pile outside. Now it is the time for the villagers to have dinner. The smell of fat in the air will not attract anything. note.

　　 When the busy schedule was over, the sky became dark, and the village suddenly became extremely quiet. Only the huge brazier on the wooden wall outside the village was burning with raging flames, and patrolling villagers could be seen there.

Zhang Yang lay on the big bed, waiting patiently, with a cold blue wooden spear on his left and a hot red wooden spear on his right. At the same time, he was preparing for the third basic witchcraft. Under the circumstances, he can be released within 0.5 seconds, this time is sufficient according to the spread of the ice breath last night.

　　 Time goes by little by little.

The wooden spear on the left hand side of Zhang Yang, which contained the basic witch words of Aru’s ice, began to exude an aura of Dao Senhan. This is inevitable. After all, he sealed the basic witches of Aru’s ice at noon. Those who have entered the wood spear have now reached the time for the power of the witchcraft to collapse.

　　 "It's cold."

　　 Zhang Yang jumped up, with some emotion, the witchcraft of the Xing Clan people is really powerful, a basic witchcraft, the chill radiating at this moment is almost close to minus sixty degrees.

　　 "Hey, I'm not afraid you won't get the bait!"

Zhang Yang smiled coldly. In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will understand that a curse that can exist in the ice and snow and can play a role. Before this curse is activated, it must be preserved for an unknown amount of time, so It will definitely come with attributes like ice.

　　 Then there are two possibilities.

　　First, this cursed thing is not afraid of cold;

　　Second, this cursed thing can draw strength from the ice and then continuously maintain the cursed state.

　　 How would he choose if Zhang Yang came to the game?

　　 is of course the second one, which is more durable and safer.

After all, no one knows when the heavens of the Xing people are disordered and when their auras will recover. Coupled with all kinds of unexpected conditions, the curse must be fine, stupid, thick, and resistant to operation. .

However, at this moment, it is far from reaching the coldest season here, that is to say, the thirty-nine days in the twelfth lunar month of the cold winter have not yet arrived, so during the day, the temperature is only minus 20 degrees, and the temperature at night It's only 30 degrees below zero.

　　 It's very cold, but it's not addictive for cursed things that must absorb the cold to keep running.

So in this case, a wooden spear that can emit minus sixty or seventy degrees, no, the next piece of wooden spear that will emit at least minus 80 degrees should be what a coveted piece of braised pork. !

After all, although the villagers here can also release the ice of Aru, Zhang Yang can use his little cousin’s brother to swear after searching for memories. These villagers who have become extremely powerful because of the rejuvenation of spiritual energy are really just simple Stupid and thick.

　　Mingmingkong has power, but he can't use it effectively and accurately.

Therefore, they would not take the ice of Aru carefully, like the love letter written to the goddess, and hide it carefully in a wooden spear that has been cut out. Look at how uniform and perfect the ice is. Penetrating into every line and fiber of this wooden spear, what a moving artwork.

Therefore, Zhang Yang can use his little cousin’s toes to swear again that if there is something cursed nearby, it will most likely hope to obtain this wooden spear and then evolve it into a new curse. The trumpet of the thing.

　　 So this is the truth of Zhang Yang Yitong's arrangement.

　　 Hey, ashamed, ashamed, it’s been a long time since I dig a hole, the craftsmanship is a bit rusty.

　　 looked at the wooden spear and turned into ice crystals, Zhang Yang quietly retreated to the fireplace, where the wood is still burning, but the huge heat can only maintain the warmth of a small area nearby.

　　 Of course, Zhang Yang would never talk about his other one. The fire wood spear of Ava, which was made at night, is inserted in the fireplace at this moment, and is constantly absorbing the accumulated power.

　　 And in order to achieve this goal, Zhang Yang had to use his fourth basic Wu Yan tonight, Ayan No Wood, so that this wooden spear can maintain its strength within the limit of not exploding.

"coming!"

It was almost midnight, which was also the coldest time of the day. A chic scent of cold permeated from the outside of the room. If Zhang Yang hadn’t personally grasped it last night, he might not have been able to distinguish the cold from the outside. What is the difference between the cold wind.

　　 So I can only say that the details are everything.

　　 Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes, as if sleeping in a fake sleep.

In fact, he didn’t look at them either. These evil curses all have a variety of different, weird stress traps. If you are not careful, you will be caught. Therefore, you must use something full of excitement and expectation like toffee. Mood, carefully pampering.

　　 In just a few seconds, Zhang Yang seemed to be frozen stiff. This is the cold in the bones, the cold emerging from the depths of the soul, it is wrong that he has the subject consciousness, and he is already belching at this moment.

　　 After last night’s killing, this cursed thing has grown exponentially stronger~www.NovelMTL.com~ but it was used together.

　　As expected, the target of the cursed thing is the art wooden spear that is about to reach the critical value of collapse, and it will explode.

　　 That's a shame.

　　 Therefore, in order to prevent this cursed object with great potential from exploding, the cursed object must undergo some kind of power transition to suppress it.

　　At this moment, the distance between the two parties is negative.

　　 To be precise, the main force of the cursed thing is attached to the wooden spear.

　　 "Ball!"

A certain sound sounded, like a twelve mule crossbow that twelve mules were desperately pulling. The wooden spear flew out of the room uncontrollably, and through a precise angle, it penetrated a hole with a big washbasin that Zhang Yang had dug out in advance. After all, he didn't want any accidents to happen.

　　 Then the wooden spear landed steadily on the large pile of firewood hills with animal fat.

　　 Almost at the same time, the second wooden spear in Zhang Yang's hand flew out simultaneously, and the fire of Ava that had been accumulated for the whole night exploded instantly, like the gorgeous fireworks on the night of the New Year's Eve, exploding in this quiet mountain village.

　　 The flames tens of meters high engulfed everything instantly.

　　 Zhang Yang stared at him unblinkingly, after all, he still reserved two basic sorcery to prevent accidents.

　　 But only three seconds later, he shook his head regretfully.

　　 The enemy in this class is not good.