Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Rong Mo opened his eyes wide and touched carefully...

Liu Jie immediately looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"No...it's okay, my face is itchy..." Rong Mo smiled at the person and felt a bulge on his chin.

Human skin mask?

Isn't the original owner a recent graduate?Where did you get the human skin mask?

Full of doubts and no way of knowing, Rong Mo hates this feeling the most!

"Host, here I come~"

The white dumpling flashed past the void, his green face twisted.

The coordinates of the host are right here. Who are the group of disgraced people in front of you?

Where's Rong Mo?

"Gah? Dad, where are you?"

Far away, Rongmo heard the duck call of Bai Tuanzi, and glanced sideways at the little tortoise burrowing in the haystack.

If he is so angry, will he hide in the grass?

idiot!

"I'm here on horseback"

Rong Mo's angry shouting came from the sea of ​​consciousness. He could only hear his voice but not see his person. Bai Tuanzi stretched his neck and looked around.

Rong Mo's brain jumped, "The one in the middle of the three rows at the back of the crowd!"

Bai Tuanzi's eyes fell on the slender but indescribably handsome young man, and he took a breath.

Let me go, is this guy with a big mole on his face, one big and one small, Rong Mo?

"Dad, are you...a little crooked?"

"Go away! You are the one who is crooked, your whole family is crooked! This is a human skin mask." The villain in the sea of ​​consciousness flew up and kicked, and Bai Tuanzi felt that his head was swollen.

"No, no, don't be so impatient." Bai Tuanzi covered his ears, not understanding Rong Mo Wei Mao's sudden madness.

Xiao Rongmo roared like thunder in the sea of ​​consciousness, "What mission did you give me? I was attacked right at the beginning. Do you want my life secretly?"

"How could I harm you, my dear host?" Bai Tuanzi lay on Rong Mo's body and could vaguely smell the unique light fragrance of Rong Mo's body.

Yes, this is its host.

"Let's receive the world line first."

Rong Mo was a little tired from talking, and there was too much information about the world in his head.

Looking around, my head is full of black lines.

There is a kind of person in this world who only prosperes others but not himself. In numerology, there is a general term for the fate of this kind of people, which is to prosper others...

To put it mildly, he was born to be cannon fodder.

The original owner had such a fate. The restaurants he visited would become popular after he left, and the stalls that no one visited would be overcrowded once he visited them.

Friends around me confessed that they like to take him with them. As long as the original owner is around, they can successfully reach base.

The person who found him was the son of luck in this world, named Zheng Xiuan. He was an antique dealer, yes, but he was not an ordinary antique dealer.

Our ancestors were not very clean, and even though they washed their hands in a golden basin, they could not withstand the decline of the family and had to sacrifice their lives for five buckets of rice.

By chance, Zheng Xiuan found an animal skin carved with strange symbols under the ancestor's spiritual tablet in the old ancestral hall.

Zheng Xiuan found a few knowledgeable people to research and found out that it was a map.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be considered a prank at most, but Zheng Xiu'an's ancestors made their fortune through fighting, so having a map would make it worth investigating.

So Zheng Xiu'an summoned two trusted friends to go to the border area in advance to understand the situation, which really helped him find some clues.

There is indeed a large tomb here, and it is the tomb of the legendary Wujiang King who was removed from the history books.

As for why he was removed from the list, no one knows for sure, but it is rumored that he killed too much and used evil methods. After death, he was not buried but sealed.

It sounds quite evil.

Zheng Xiu'an felt that the rumors were a bit exaggerated and that the left and right maps were true, so she planned to call a few more people to come here as a tourist group to find the location of the ancient tomb.

The antique store opened by Zheng Xiuan is near the university town. The original owner once came to his store to buy two gadgets.

Unexpectedly, after the original owner left, there was an endless stream of customers. For several days in a row, people came to his shop with money to ask for things.

At this moment, Zheng Xiuan was already planning to leave. She felt that something was too strange, so she calculated the fate of the original owner with her fingers.

He found the original owner and lied about it, and gave him a generous reward before joining the job.

The original owner had met Zheng Xiuan several times and boarded the pirate ship without much thought.

Then he was taken to the Qingshu area, and the scene where Rong Mo just entered the world happened.

The ending of the original protagonist did not waste his destiny. Wang's Son of Luck and his group all came out of the tomb, and he was the only one who died inside.

Play the role of cannon fodder conscientiously.

"Mission: Survive and change the fate of cannon fodder.

Attack the target character and find the treasure hidden in front of King Wujiang: the Shark Pearl."

The system prompt sounded, and the corners of Rong Mo's mouth twitched crazily.

Shark beads?

Isn't that thing a legendary existence?

This Wujiang King is also a legendary guy.

"Bai Tuanzi, I thought you had reached the limit of cheating me, but I didn't expect you to ride on a horse and challenge me to the extreme!"

Bai Tuanzi trembled when he heard Rong Mo gritting his teeth, "Host, I'm just looking for something. It's not difficult, right?"

It was just glad that it wasn't a weird mission.

Rong Mo took a deep breath, knowing that no one would accept this task.

Talent is indeed scarce.

"It's not difficult to find things, this is not something I can do?!" Rong Mo collapsed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness and screamed to the sky.

The Son of Luck is more professional than him, and they let him play with his brains and act with others.

This kind of thing that consumes physical energy and requires professional knowledge, wouldn't it mean that he, a layman who knew nothing about it, would die if he went into it?

I'm afraid he doesn't even know what the shark beads are when they appear in front of him.

The only difference from the original owner is that he can die slower?

"Dad, don't be so pessimistic. Isn't there Xiu Jin?"

Think of you as a man who can do anything in heaven or on earth!White dumplings flew around Rongmo.

"..." Rong Mo fell into a brief thought, "What is Xiu Jin's identity in this world?"

"Huh? I don't know." Bai Tuanzi picked up Rong Mo's collar and tilted his head, "Isn't it in the world line?"

Rong Mo shook his head. Xiu Jin was not mentioned at all in the world line.

The sun hung high above our heads, blocked by the trees, and the light poured down and took shape.

Rong Mo had no outdoor experience and knew it was noon.

The strange thing is that the temperature in Qingshu is extremely high, but these people are wearing long clothes and long trousers, and even he is wearing a coat.

He was just thinking about things, but he didn't realize that he was sweating profusely.

If it weren't for the occasional shade from the woods, he would have fainted from heatstroke.

Rong Mo glanced at Liu Wen who was standing next to him, leaned over and whispered: "Brother Wen, I'm wearing too much and it's a bit hot. Can you take off a few clothes?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Liu Wen stared at him with an exaggerated expression, "You don't want to die? There may be some poisonous insects, snakes, and ants in this mountain, please dress honestly."

"Oh, that's right... I have never been in the mountains and I don't understand. I have to ask Brother to help me," Rong Mo said while taking out a cigarette from his pocket.

"You are sensible." Liu Wen took the cigarette and put it in his mouth without any courtesy. Rong Mo immediately made him angry. Liu Wen took a puff of the cigarette and smiled, "As long as you don't fall behind, you guys will be honest." I'll leave you alone"

"Haha, yes", Rong Mopi smiled and replied, of course he wouldn't leave him alone. With such a destiny, if he didn't leave, someone would carry him away.

Lin Mang, who was at least the leader, walked around from time to time with a compass in his hand.

“This way”

He pointed to a narrow path overgrown with weeds and shook his head at several people.

On the other side of the narrow road is a steep cliff, and as far as the eye can see, there are undulating mountains.

Several people walked cautiously in a column, and Rong Mo was caught in the middle.

"You should be careful and follow our footsteps. It rained here yesterday and the road is slippery." Liu Jie turned around to remind Rong Mo.

Rong Mo nodded, and the group walked through the narrow passage for another half an hour.

Finally, I saw a wooden village gate with a huge cow skull hanging on it. It was shocking and weird at first sight.

Rong Mo guessed that this should be a buffalo's head, because it was slightly larger than a normal cow.

"We're here. Boss Zheng is waiting inside. Let's go." Lin Mang took back his north pointer and said to the people behind him.

The further you go, the more surprised you become. It is hard to imagine that there is a cave in the mountains hiding such an ancient village.

The entire village is built against mountains and rivers, spread out along the ridge, and is well-proportioned, like a beautiful ink painting.

This is probably what the ancients described as a paradise full of human fireworks.

Regardless of the purpose of this trip, it is a good place to travel and cultivate your mind.

As a few people walked in, several girls in silver robes looked at them from the stilted building and whispered to each other from time to time.

Rong Mo had the illusion of being watched in a zoo. They seemed to rarely see strangers, and the eyes they looked at were strangely appraising.

Phoenix totems can be seen everywhere in the village, as well as exquisite runes with unknown meanings.

In the center, there is a huge locust tree, followed by a drum tower, a grain drying ground and a temple and dojo. The whole village seems to be covered with a mysterious veil.

Lin Mang left them and walked towards a young man who was talking to an old man. They didn't know what they were talking about, but at the end they burst into hearty laughter.

The young man was of medium height, and his appearance was not eye-catching, but the more he looked at him, the more he looked good-looking. He was wearing a black mountaineering outfit, spoke a fluent dialect, and was filled with confidence.

He is the Zheng Xiu'an in the original owner's memory, and the Boss Zheng in other people's mouths.

As his name suggests, he is indeed quite handsome.

"Come on, come on, come back and have a rest. I'm exhausted from walking all day." Liu Wen opened the zipper, and the clothes inside were so wet that they wrung out water.

So are others.

Liu Wen passed by Rong Mo, looked up when he saw someone, and smacked his lips, "Look at you, you look like you have never seen the world. You will see a lot of these ancient villages after you follow us."

Rong Mo had been studying the lines around him. When he was interrupted, he shyly touched the back of his head and said: "It's a bit strange the first time I see it."

"Haha, it's a worthwhile trip, right?" Liu Jie also chimed in.

Rong Mo smiled, most of the totems of this ancient village correspond to cultural legends.

Bai Tuanzi lay next to Rong Mo and watched for a while. He didn't see anything. His eyes hurt a little and he raised his hand to rub them. He turned to ask Rong Mo: "Dad, did you find anything?"

Rong Mo was silent. What could he tell in such a short time?

But the population ratio in this village is very imbalanced, right?

All the way from the village gate to here, everyone you see are girls. There are very few men in their prime, and most of them are gray-haired old men.