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Chapter 13 The Goatman's Secret 【3】

Let me go

In fact, this kind of problem is not difficult to explain, after all, it is no longer a world that can be inferred by common sense.

The goat people are all there, so can't they have some little spells?

He temporarily stopped the movement of his hands, opened his lips slightly, and was about to say something...

"You guys are really noisy." Shen Gong's voice was impatient, and the eyes that had been dozing off before were slowly opened.

He is the only one who still has time to take a nap at such a time.

Especially when those eyes swept over Peng Yun, she shut up naturally if she still wanted to say, and didn't ask anything else.

Jingchen also took a break, and continued to concentrate on throwing pasture without wasting a bit of talking.

This trick is very effective in slowing down the Goatmen, giving them more time.

At least from the point of view of time, it is not far from the dawn of the sky, and in the dark night as thick as ink, the visibility of the naked eye becomes clearer.

The points in Jingchen's hands are enough to exchange for forage, and a part of it has been paid in advance, and the cloth bag, which is like a cornucopia of things constantly pouring out, has surprised Peng Yun to the point of getting used to it.

She thought—maybe... this is magic, the mage must be some kind of eminent monk!Meeting each other must be to protect them!

But at this time, the eminent monk in her eyes...

[This group of lambs would be cute if they didn't show their teeth, don't you think so? 】

Si Guo: [It’s very kind, they must be a little tired after running for so long, are you going to try to feed this group of lambs some kebabs? 】

Si Guo's accent is inexplicably tinged with a Sichuan accent, which sounds interesting, perhaps because he has more contact with human beings and is more knowledgeable.

When Jingchen heard this, he lightly tapped his knees with his fingertips, as if thinking about it, as if he was really thinking about the real-time nature of this method.

He himself does not touch meat, let alone something with such a strong smell of mutton, but if this method is really possible, then he can try it.

Si Guo coughed softly, a little embarrassed: [That... I was just joking, it might be a bit dangerous, and the mutton skewers points are quite expensive to exchange. 】

He can exchange anything here, as long as he has points.

What he didn't expect was that he thought that the other party would refuse without even thinking about it, but instead he was seriously thinking about it, and suddenly felt that this person might be a little different from the master image he thought before.

As soon as Jingchen heard it, he knew what risk Si Guo was referring to. Just like goat people like to eat grass, they might regard mutton as their own kind of meat.

Feed them, it is estimated that the greater possibility will anger these monsters.

Just like that, Jingchen dismissed the idea.

Now it is only necessary to delay the time until dawn, and the security will be much improved at that time, at least this group of half-human, half-goat monsters will disappear with the dawn.

But right now, I can't leave the town rashly...

There are still some things waiting to be done, such as his side quests.

After her heart relaxed a lot, sleepiness enveloped Peng Yun, and she subconsciously fell asleep leaning on the co-pilot's chair.

After driving for a long time, the red blood in the whites of the glasses man's eyes gradually increased, but he didn't dare to rest, and there was no chance to rest. He needed to concentrate on continuing to circle around to avoid the monsters behind him.

Fortunately, the sky is gradually turning white, and it is estimated that there is no need to stay for a few more minutes...

Jingchen's situation is similar to his without rest, and the movements of his hands have not stopped for a moment, but the difference is that his pupils are not tired.

Inadvertently, he glanced at Shen Gong beside him, who was also resting with his eyes closed.

But the black brows were tightly frowned into the word Chuan, and there was still a sick and desolate atmosphere between the brows, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

The thin pale lips opened and closed silently, as if talking in sleep, repeating something non-stop.

If Jingchen's lips answered correctly, it should be repeating the word "no".

He couldn't see the pain, and he stretched out his hand to smooth the frown, but the moment Kankan met him, someone restrained his wrist.

Shen Gong is completely different from the person who just woke up, his eyes are clear and there is no trace of sleepiness, but if you look deeply, you will catch the panic hidden deep in the depths.

Obviously still feeling unwell from the nightmare just now.

Looking down, he saw that tender white and thin wrist was pinched and turned red, and after regaining consciousness, he relaxed his strength for a moment, and turned to hold his forehead in pain.

Thin lips opened and closed: "Don't come near me."

Jing Chen rubbed his wrist, his face was calm, but not angry.

He felt that there seemed to be many secrets in this person, which really made people want to find out...

And—the occasional trace of evil spirit made him feel as if he had been in contact with it somewhere...

Where is it?

After running around all night without sleep, the morning finally ushered in, and the sky seemed to break through the road and cast a white light, illuminating the drowsy goat town.

At the moment when the car stopped, no one in the car spoke, maybe it was because of exhaustion, or maybe it was because the weather was so beautiful that it was like a good medicine...

The goats who had been chasing them so hard before disappeared without a trace, and jumped into the grass and disappeared in all directions the second the first ray of light shone.

Jing Chen pushed the door and got out of the car, looked up at the slowly rising red sun in the sky, his fingertips were slightly numb because of the long hours of "work".

But when he looked back and saw the haggard face of the man with glasses and his vain footsteps, he knew that his hard work was insignificant.

The man with glasses stammered a little when he spoke, and seemed weak: "Let's get out of this shitty place, what if we meet a monster again tonight..."

He now only thinks this is a ghostly place, whether it is the bloody deeds described in the book or the friends who died in reality, these all make him feel nauseated.

He seems to regard Jingchen as the backbone of the team, or as a reassurance, so he looks at Jingchen with eyes asking for help.

It wasn't just him, even Peng Yun who got out of the car behind looked at Jing Chen with the same eyes.

This will not make Jingchen feel pressured, just sighed slightly, and explored something from the dusty pure white cotton linen pocket.

"This is the map I found in the library before."

Looking at the map, Peng Yun and the man with glasses couldn't help but widen their eyes, instantly putting some kind of filter on this cloth pocket that seemed to hold everything.

Master Jingchen's mana is very profound! !

But after reacting through this filter, the determination to go home brought them back from the sluggishness.

Peng Yun stretched out her hand to pull the wide sleeve of the monk's robe, with a sense of urging: "Master, can we leave after we have a map? Then let's go now! If there is too much delay, we don't know what dangers will arise." !"

Jingchen took a step back without any trace, and his eyes dimly fell on the car.

At this time, the tall and straight man arched his upper body and trembled slightly. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could still feel something.

Maybe it hurts?

Concentrating his eyes back, Jingchen opened the folded map in his hand.

Under the close and enthusiastic attention of two lines of sight, accompanied by the sound of the paper being slightly fanned, the paper that had begun to yellow due to the age was gradually revealed.

The heat of his gaze changed from hot to cold, even a little dull.

Peng Yun, who felt her hope was shattered, had the urge to cry because of her huge disappointment, "Why...why is this map only half in place, we won't be able to get out of this place for the rest of our lives..."

After she finished speaking, she really couldn't control her emotions, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. She rarely cried, and she was never a delicate girl.

Otherwise, I wouldn't like mountain climbing.

Just when she was very sad, her warm voice had the magic power to comfort people's hearts.

"If you can go out, you just need to find the complete map." Jing Chen didn't leave the temple much, but occasionally, when she saw a girl crying, she felt a little bored in her heart.

Peng Yun didn't react for a while, she sucked the runny nose, "Ah? Find the complete map...but where can we find it..."

Jingchen probably understands where the missing half is, and the old lady didn't forget to ask her before.

"The mayor's home, the other half of the map is probably in his place."

Jingchen pursed his lips and smiled, put back only half of the map in his hand into the cloth pocket, took the red bowl back, and rubbed the cold surface of the bowl with his fingertips.

It is very necessary to go back to the mayor's house, and there is no way to avoid it, and it should not be avoided.

If it can be unlocked as said at the beginning... Chibo is his old friend, and it would be great if it can be brought back to life.

"I plan to go back. If you don't go, you can stay here and wait for me." After Jing Chen finished speaking, she walked towards the mayor's house with firm steps.

Everything ahead is unknown, like being covered with a black veil.

Peng Yun and the man with glasses looked at the clear back, made a choice between retreating and avoiding or advancing bravely, and finally followed.

"Where are you going? It would be too much for me to guard the car."

Shen Gong's smile was cool, and it was a bit of a superficial smile.

The author says:

small theater:

Author: Master, my dream is to be an astronaut traveling in space. Is there a bamboo dragonfly?Labor and management want to fly directly up! 【point to the sky】

Jing Chen smiled [reached into the cloth pocket and took out]: Although I can't send you to the sky, I can send you to the ground.

Author: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !Why did you take out a 30-meter long knife! !