Online martial arts game: I suppress the world with my spear!

Lin Luo rode his horse out of Shili Pavilion, heading eastward in the morning sunshine.

The scenery along the way gradually changed from the desolation of the northern frontier to the fertility of Dongzhou.

There were scattered farmers working in the fields, and occasionally a few birds flew over their heads.

But Lin Luo had no leisure to appreciate them. He was anxious at the moment and wished that the horse could go faster.

As the sky got darker, the chill in the air gradually increased. Although the southern border in early winter was not as cold as the north, it was still cold enough to make people shiver.

Seeing that the sun had already disappeared below the horizon, Lin Luo frowned slightly.

According to the plan, he should have arrived at a town in Huaiming before dark and found a place to rest.

However, he didn't even see the shadow of a village along the way.

As night fell, the surrounding scenery became blurred, and the road ahead became more and more difficult to distinguish.

He rode his horse for about seventy or eighty miles, the sound of horse hooves echoing in the dark night, and the world seemed particularly quiet.

Lin Luo gently pulled the reins and whispered to himself: "It seems that I will spend the night in the wild tonight."

He looked around, feeling helpless.

The cold at night is particularly unbearable in this season. If you camp in the wild, it may be difficult to resist the biting cold with only a bonfire, not to mention the wild beasts or bandits you may encounter.

What's more troublesome is that in this climate, you will catch a cold if you are not careful. Once you catch a cold, your mobility will be greatly reduced.

According to previous experience, a cold will reduce the player's attribute value by 3% to 10%. In the next journey, whether it is fighting or traveling, it will be difficult.

While thinking, Lin Luo was looking for a possible place to stay.

Just when he was about to give up and get off his horse to find a suitable camping place, suddenly there were twinkling lights not far ahead.

Lin Luo's eyes lit up, and his anxiety was relieved a lot.

He patted the horse's back, and the Shadow Dragon Horse exhaled, as if it also felt the relaxation of its master, and quickened its pace to run towards the light.

Gradually, the outline of a small village appeared in front of Lin Luo.

The village looked small, but it was much neater than the remote villages he had passed before.

The farmhouses around were still intact, and some animal sounds came from the chicken, duck and pig houses from time to time, which seemed particularly peaceful and harmonious.

Lin Luo gently pulled the reins, and the sound of the Shadow Dragon Horse's hooves gradually slowed down, and slowly walked into the village.

The lights in the village were sparse, as if the villagers had already fallen asleep.

Lin Luo looked around and found that there was still light coming out of the window of one of the houses.

He turned over and got off the horse, walked to the door, and knocked gently on the door.

After a while, the door was slowly opened, and a hunchbacked old man appeared at the door.

The wrinkles on the other person's face were deep, but his eyes showed a trace of vigilance and curiosity.

Lin Luo clasped his fists and said politely, "Old man, I am passing by here on my way to Huizhou Prefecture. It is getting late now, and I would like to ask if I can stay at your house for one night. It is not for free, I will pay you for the accommodation."

The old man looked at Lin Luo through the crack of the door, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

But he saw that Lin Luo was dressed in luxurious clothes and looked dignified, and he did not look like a bad person.

After a moment of silence, the old man smiled slightly, opened the door a little wider, and said kindly.

"Young man, the world is not peaceful nowadays, and it is really not easy for you to travel alone. Come in quickly, don't stand outside in the cold wind, and don't pay. I don't have anything good to treat you."

Lin Luo nodded and thanked him, and followed the old man into the house.

Although the interior of the room is simple, it is arranged in an orderly manner.

The wooden furniture looks a bit shabby, and the paper on the window has turned yellow, and there are some small holes, letting in the cold wind.

However, a large bow hanging on the wall and a red tasseled spear in the corner caught Lin Luo's eyes.

The bow was shiny black, the string was tight, and the spear was particularly smooth.

"Old man, are you also a martial artist?" Lin Luo pointed at the bow and spear curiously and asked with a smile.

The old man looked at the weapons on the wall and laughed, "I was a hunter when I was young, and I had some strength in my hands. Now I am old and my strength is not good. How can I compare with you young people."

Lin Luo said modestly, "Old man, you are joking. Your bow and spear are so well maintained. You must have been a good hunter when you were young. Nowadays, the world is not peaceful. It is really helpful to have a martial arts to protect yourself."

The old man smiled, showing a kind look, and then asked with concern: "Young man, you have traveled such a long way. Have you eaten?"

"I just had some dry food on the road." Lin Luo smiled.

The old man shook his head: "How can you be full with dry food? Wait, I'll get you something hot."

After saying that, the old man turned around, pushed the door and walked out, his back looked a little hunched.

Lin Luo looked at the backSeeing the shadow, a warm feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

Although the village was small and the old man's home was simple, this kind hospitality made him feel a long-lost warmth.

Not long after, the old man came back with a large bowl and a wine bag.

The bowl was full of mutton, and the wine bag exuded a strong aroma of wine.

The old man put the bowl and the wine bag on the table with a smile, and greeted enthusiastically: "Try it quickly, I cooked the mutton myself, and the wine is not bad."

Lin Luo smelled the fragrant aroma and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but he felt a little embarrassed.

He took out a gold ingot from his bosom and stuffed it into the old man's pocket: "Old man, this mutton and wine are too expensive. Take this money and consider it as my purchase."

"Hey, young man, how can you pay for a meal!"

The old man glared at him, pushed his hand away, and said seriously: "I don't have anything good in this room, don't mention money to me, otherwise I will be unhappy."

Lin Luo had no choice but to take back the gold, sat at the table and smiled: "Then I'd rather obey your order than respect you."

The aroma of mutton was fragrant, the meat was tender, and after a bite, warmth immediately rose in the stomach.

The wine tasted even sweeter, and Lin Luo was delighted. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Old man, your cooking skills are amazing!"

The old man smiled and waved his hands: "I'm just an old man. I often hunted when I was young and got used to eating these coarse foods. How can a person like you get used to these?"

Lin Luo smiled and shook his head: "Old man, your food is much better than the restaurants outside!"

"Hahaha! You, young man, are really discerning! I was the best cook in the tribe back then!"

The old man took out a silver bowl from the box with a smile, picked up the wine bag, and poured a full bowl of wine.

"Young man, drink!"

"Old man, you are not a Ming person?" Lin Luo looked at the old man again.

It was only at this time that he realized that although the old man was wearing Ming clothes, his appearance was closer to that of the Yuan people.

Especially the big bows and long spears on the wall, all revealing the fierce atmosphere of the Yuan people.

"What? You don't dare to drink my wine when you see that I'm a Yuan person?" The old man looked at Lin Luo.

"That's not the case." Lin Luo shook his head and explained, "Old man, the conflict between Yuan and Ming is fierce now, and the two tribes are fighting each other. Why do you want to stay here?"

The old man sighed and murmured, "Although it is our Yuan country that invaded Ming, the Ming people didn't live a good life either."

"The Yuan people called the Ming people southern pigs, and the Ming people called us northern dogs. In fact, we are all human beings. Isn't it good to live peacefully? Why do we have to kill each other?"

"You make sense."

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Luo was slightly moved and re-examined the old man in front of him.

Ordinary civilian NPCs don't have this kind of courage and vision.

This old man is not a noble. He wears coarse linen clothes and his hands are full of calluses.

It can be seen that he is like most Ming people, self-reliant and toiling all day long.

Maybe tonight is just one of many nights for him.

After working all day, he was about to take a rest.

As a result, Lin Luo suddenly came to stay. He adhered to his hospitable character, put aside the disputes between the two tribes, and took out the mutton and milk wine he had collected to entertain Lin Luo, a young man from a different tribe.

"Old man, if everyone is like you, the world will be peaceful." Lin Luo said to the old man.

"Eat it, or it will get cold if you don't eat it now." The old man urged.

"Hmm." Lin Luo picked up the silver bowl, put it under his nose and smelled it, and praised: "Good wine!"

He tilted his neck and the wine poured into his throat, gulping it down like a raging fire, and his stomach was warm.

"It feels great!"

Lin Luo had a strong internal strength and was not afraid of getting drunk at all.

He drank seven or eight bowls in one breath, but he was not drunk at all. Even his breath became milky and fragrant, and the mutton was also delicious.

"Little brother, our village is half Yuan people and half Ming people."

The old man said while eating: "This situation has been going on for decades. Many people have intermarried. You are in me and I am in you. Everyone lives in harmony, just like a family."

"It would be great if everyone in the world could think this way." Lin Luo sighed.

The people in this world are all the same, simple, hardworking, kind, and enthusiastic.

They love peace, they don't want to fight, and they don't want the world to be in chaos.

But those in power don't think this way.

Those in power only look at politics and not the people's hearts.

Either for power, or for wealth, or for beauty, in the final analysis, it is for their own selfish desires. Those in power start wars, making people live in misery, and in the end it is still the people who suffer.

The two of them drank bowl after bowl, and soon there were countless wine jars scattered throughout the room.

I don't know how long they drank, Lin Luo wasSome people can't stand it anymore.

Even if the diet simulation is set to the lowest, the mouth is numb after drinking so much.

If it weren't for the old man's sad brow, he wouldn't have accompanied him to drink so much.

At this moment, the old man suddenly laughed.

"Good! I haven't drunk so much in decades!"

"Life is short, how much can I drink?"

"Young man, you have a good alcohol tolerance!"

"Hey, there are not many people willing to drink with an old man like me now."

"To thank you, I will give you this thing!"

Immediately, the old man slowly took out a piece of ancient parchment from his pocket.

"This thing is what I got when I traveled to the foreign land a few years ago. There is a sect called the Vajra Sect in the local area. It is extremely domineering. I took up my gun to challenge it, and fought against its three Vajras and seven Dharma protectors, and finally won this thing."

[Ding! Congratulations to the player for completing the adventure mission "Drinking Competition"! ]

[Ding! You have obtained the "Black Jade Fracture Cream Recipe (Rare Item)"! 】

Lin Luo's eyes condensed slightly, with a bit of surprise and disbelief in his expression.

He never thought that drinking wine could trigger an adventure mission.

This opportunity really caught him off guard.

"This luck is too good."

Lin Luo muttered to himself, but then his brows relaxed and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Black Jade Fracture Cream, that is the secret holy medicine of the King Kong Sect in the Western Regions, known as a magical treatment for broken bones and healing diseases.

This ointment is black and has a strong medicinal fragrance. It makes people feel refreshed when they smell it. If people with broken bones and limbs use this medicine, the broken bones can be magically healed.

Even if the bones have been broken for many years, or the old injuries are congested, you only need to break the bones again and apply this medicine. After half a year, you can move as usual and recover as before.

With this prescription, you can prepare the Black Jade Fracture Cream.

Moreover, you can prepare as many as you want. If your subordinates are injured in the future, this prescription will be useful.

If I give this prescription to Cheng Lingsu, maybe I can develop a more powerful prescription.

"It seems that I have to find time to go back." Lin Luo thought to himself, and he had some plans in his mind.

Just as he was about to lie down and have a good rest.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside the window.

Lin Luo frowned, alerted, quickly got up, opened the window and looked out.

I saw a team of about 500 people at the entrance of the village not far away.

These people wore red scarves, armor, and held swords. They all had fierce eyes and stared at the village like hungry wolves.

In front of the team, a young general was standing on horseback, with cold eyes and a sword in his hand.

"Brothers, follow me into the village and kill all the people in the village. Each head will be worth one tael of silver. Return to the barracks to claim your reward later!"

The young general shouted to his soldiers, his voice full of cruelty and arrogance.

Lin Luo frowned slightly, his eyes fell on the young general.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, with a shining sword in his hand and an extraordinary aura.

"Who is this man? He is dressed like a Ming Dynasty man, but he dares to be so cruel here?"

Lin Luo was puzzled, but he did not rush to take action.

A soldier beside him whispered: "Young Marshal, this village is full of civilians. If the Marshal knew about this, I'm afraid it would be difficult to explain."

The young general sneered, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "I am here, what are you afraid of? The Yuan soldiers killed so many of our brothers. Half of the people in this village are Yuan people. What's wrong with me killing them all?"

"But young marshal, half of the people in this village are Ming people..." The soldier reminded hesitantly.

The young general snorted coldly, his face suddenly darkened, and he said sternly: "These Ming people lived together with the Yuan people, and they have long become spies collaborating with the enemy. Don't they deserve to die?"

"But the young general..." The soldier wanted to dissuade him, but before he finished speaking, the young general was furious. He suddenly waved the sword in his hand and shouted: "Enough! If you keep talking nonsense, get out of here immediately and don't delay our business!"

The soldier saw that the general was angry, and he dared not say anything more. He had to lower his head and remain silent.

"Brothers, follow me and kill everyone in the village!"

The young general shouted, drew out his long sword, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes. He led 500 red scarf soldiers and rushed towards the village like a tiger descending from the mountain.

As these people approached, Lin Luo gradually saw the names above their heads.

Unexpectedly, these red scarf soldiers were actually the team led by Guo Tianxu.

Guo Tianxu is Guo Zixing's biological son.

Guo Zixing is the most powerful leader in the current rebel army, commanding an army of 100,000., with seven or eight cities, its power should not be underestimated.

"I didn't expect Guo Tianxu to be so cruel and merciless, even civilians were not spared!"

Lin Luo's eyes were slightly cold, and the anger in his heart was already burning.

The screams in the village came one after another, and the originally peaceful and peaceful village was instantly drowned by the shouts of killing.

More than 500 Red Turban Army soldiers, led by Guo Tianxu, rushed into every house like a tiger pouncing on sheep, and killed anyone they saw without asking any questions.

All the villagers they saw, whether old or young, women or children, were brutally slaughtered.

Lin Luo witnessed all this, clenched his fists, flashed his eyes, and gradually became murderous.

Right next to him, the old man who had come out to check the situation was so angry that his eyes were about to burst and his whole body was trembling.

"These bandit soldiers... are worse than beasts!"

The old man gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment and helplessness.

Lin Luo took a look and said in a deep voice: "Old man, go back to the house first and take shelter. Leave these people outside the village to me."

The old man listened, although he was angry, he could only nod and sighed as he went back to the house to take shelter.