Myriad Realms Gatekeeper-Chapter 802 - 409 The Game Begins_4
Chapter 802: Chapter 409: The Game Begins!_4 Chapter 802: Chapter 409: The Game Begins!_4 Digging a grave?
That’s screwed up.
Xu Qingfeng glanced at the situation, dashed into the room, found the cellar in the kitchen, patted the wooden plank on top of it, and shouted:
“Stop digging, help me move this plank!”
The bratty skeleton scurried in and helped him move the plank away.
Shen Ye jumped in.
“Hey, you’re only three years old, how will you fight if an enemy comes?” he shouted.
“I can freaking resurrect!” shouted the bratty skeleton.
It seemed to remember something, hurriedly admonishing, “My tombstone is within your Dharma Aspect, once you sense anything, you must let me out!”
“How do I let you out?”
“Just chant ‘Encounter at the Jade Terrace Under the Moon,’ and I can come out using the strength of this spell.”
“I actually have such a strength?” Xu Qingfeng was astonished.
“I’m not bad either, I can transform into various animals!” said the little bratty skeleton.
“Really?”
Xu Qingfeng kicked the little skeleton into the cellar.
“What the hell? This is your hiding spot, I’m going to fight!” said the little skeleton.
“When we used to do things together, who usually came up with the ideas?” asked Xu Qingfeng.
“You were always in charge of the sneaky stuff,” replied the little skeleton without hesitation.
“Say that again,” Xu Qingfeng glared at the little bratty skeleton.
“You excel at commanding on the battlefield,” the little skeleton corrected.
“Then listen to me,” Xu Qingfeng said.
——Strange, when it comes to commanding on the battlefield, he really did have a lot of inspiration.
A few minutes later.
A noisy clamor came from the outside.
“Kill them all! Kill every last one!”
A murderous voice echoed throughout the village.
Immediately following.
The sound of horse hooves spread out, heading towards every corner of the village.
The courtyard here, too, was greeted with a burst of hooves, followed by the door being kicked open with a bang.
Someone looked around inside the room, and said angrily:
“Damn it, this place is too poor.”
The sound of horse hooves receded.
A few more minutes passed.
Footsteps sounded again.
“A bigshot has already been here; there seems to be nothing.”
“Hmph, if there were any goodies, would it be our turn?”
“Then what are we doing here?”
“Resting, of course! Having run behind the bigshots’ horses for so long, aren’t you tired?”
“Indeed, let’s take a lazy break.”
The footsteps gradually drew closer.
They still followed the usual practice, first to check through the houses.
Sometimes.
The bigshots don’t notice the little things and occasionally miss some Copper Coins and food.
Though the bigshots don’t care about such things, for the underlings, it still counts as a harvest.
Thud.
A sound came from the cellar.
“Someone’s there!”
“Haha, hurry and see if it’s a man or woman, if it’s a man, kill him directly!”
“If we’re lucky and it’s a woman… heh heh!”
The footsteps hastened, mixed with the sound of drawing weapons.
The next second.
Two people entered the kitchen, squatted in front of the cellar, and looked down.
“Can you see clearly?”
“It’s too dark down there… but I can see it’s a turtle, not a person.”
“I see it, too, definitely a turtle.”
Both men exchanged a glance, their killing intent dissipating.
——In this era of famine, having stewed turtle was unimaginable!
“Don’t tell anyone else,” one said softly.
“Of course, there are salt and firewood in the kitchen. We need to catch this turtle quickly. We must stew and eat it before noon; otherwise, once the assembly time comes, we’ll be too late,” said the other one, licking his lips.
“I’ll go down and catch it, you keep watch.”
“Damn, what’s there to watch out for.”
“Just shout if someone comes, saying we’re searching here and tell them to go elsewhere.”
“Fine, I’ll watch the outside.”
The wooden planks from the cellar were removed.
One man took position at the door, stretching his neck to look outside.
The other jumped down.
You couldn’t see clearly from above, and once down, the vision was even darker, even less clear.
The turtle on the ground “floundered” and “floundered” everywhere.
But the man was happy and shouted up:
“This turtle ain’t small, as big as a two or three-year-old kid, we’re in for a treat today.”
He pounced.
Whoosh.
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Suddenly, sharp bone spurs protruded from the turtle’s back, piercing the man’s body in an instant.
The man convulsed continuously, unable to speak.
The turtle turned its head, staring coldly at him, and spoke human words:
“Your mom’s a turtle, who the hell were you calling a turtle just now.”
