through the dark road

Chapter 61 Harvest Festival

The three of them continued to search for interesting transaction information on the bulletin board. The Mage Guild had opened up access to the rune language for a while, which gave many adventure teams new goals.

The demand for runes has increased greatly, and the content of exchanging runes and equipment with grooves on the bulletin board can account for a small half.

Now one No. [-] rune can be exchanged for two pieces of gold equipment above level ten, even if the explosion rate of the Mobei team cannot be exchanged.

Recently, they only got two first kills in a row to explode a few good things. If they don't encounter powerful elites or bosses, gold equipment is also rare.It can be seen how attractive the gray-black stones are.

Most teams still don't have the confidence to make out Shenyu equipment, because the probability of whiteboard equipment with more than one groove appearing is about the same as gold equipment.So if the rune is exploded, of course it is practical to change a few more pieces of gold equipment.

Mo Bei felt that the life of the countess must have been difficult recently, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to meet her after entering the black wasteland.

There is no killing without buying and selling. . .

A few camp guards came to the trading cross suddenly, posted a few notices on the bulletin board, and left in a hurry.

After seeing it, the job changers began to talk about it, and then left one after another.

The entire trading cross actually seemed a little deserted, except for the sound of the wind blowing the parchment, as if the economy was in the Great Depression.

Following the news that the Mage Guild brought back Tristram, the entire camp began to enter into a tight mobilization arrangement.

A large number of job transfer teams and camp guards entered the stone field, preparing to occupy Lakanishu's lair, and then set up a stone field teleportation station.

The respawn point of the boss is generally relatively fixed, but if they are killed immediately after rebirth, after a few more times, their bodies in hell will probably find a way to change the respawn point, so they can't be sent all the time.

Watching one adventure team after another head to the teleportation array, Mo Bei felt itchy in his heart.Tristram is now a good place to hunt treasures and level up.

But you can't grab all the benefits, it's too tiring to be a human being like that.

In fact, he was still thinking about the reward that no one had ever promised, thinking that those old men in the Mage Guild would never prostitute for nothing, right?

But now those old men and Kaxia, the rewarding NPC, are probably overwhelmed, so he is naturally too embarrassed to hang around in front of them.

So the three of them went to the village of Brontar.With Harvest Day only a few days away, they wanted to help out with some preparations.

At this time in previous years, the farming work in the field has basically stopped, but this year, because some cold-resistant crops have been replanted, the villagers are still busy.Therefore, if the patrol team has enough time, they will stay in the village to help.

By the well in the village, many women were washing vegetables for pickling, and Milor's mother, Kelly, was among them.

Milor and Perona immediately stepped forward to help fetch water, and poured a basket of crispy turnips that had just been pulled out of the ground into a large wooden bucket filled with water, scrubbing them carefully.

These turnips were about to grow, small and tender, and extremely delicious after being pickled, so that Mo Bei swallowed unconsciously when he saw it.

Seeing the men in the village busy in the field, he immediately took off his shoes and rolled up his trouser legs to join in.

The Harvest Festival lasts for ten days, which is probably the longest festival Mo Bei has ever seen.He had heard that some ethnic minority festivals would last for several months, but he had no chance to experience it after all.

It took more than half a month for the adventurers to enter the wilderness. In order for them not to miss this annual event, the festival was extended as much as possible.

The day before the Harvest Festival, the villagers have already started to bring home-cooked food and drink to the camp.People from dozens of villages flocked to the camp in wooden wagons pulled by pack animals, and even formed a long line at the gate of the camp, waiting for resettlement.

The camp set up countless tents in the big square, allowing people to fill the big square with food and drinks, and even set up stoves to cook or barbecue on the spot.The tavern will also bring out some treasures to celebrate this festival that everyone has been looking forward to for a year.

In the dark age, people's sense of anticipation for festivals has only increased.

The more difficult the day is, the more we need a pause for people to relax, and this kind of suffering seems to be not so long.

Some take it as a sign of the end of the year, celebrating the return to camp for themselves and those they care about.Some people look forward to being together, while others just want to share some pure joy, such as food and wine.

Millor said that this year's Harvest Festival was not as lively as in previous years, and Mo Bei felt that it happened just in time for the opening of Tristram's passage. Judging from the time, many people are probably still on their way on the stone field.But he doesn't think it's his own fault, the plan can't keep up with the changes, isn't it?

The festival officially started on the second day. Although it was not as lively as in previous years, the large square of the camp was full of people when it was close to noon.

The joyous and noisy atmosphere and the aroma of food filled the square. People held wine glasses in one hand and clasped each other with the other, singing and dancing to the music.

Milor and Perona held each other's arms and circled back and forth in the crowd.Perona pursed her lips, her big dark blue eyes were bright, that was her unique happy expression.

They wanted to get Mo Bei before, but how could Mo Bei, an nerd, do this. . .Now his steps are fairly nimble when fighting, but when he dances, he can't wait to trip himself up.

At this moment, he could only stand on the sidelines with a big cup in his arms, keeping a smile on his face so as not to look awkward, looking around.

Suddenly, he passed through the crowd, and his eyes were attracted by a touch of fiery red on the other side of the square, which was Akali's iconic red hair.

He found that Akali was also standing alone at the table with food, with a somewhat embarrassed face.When did this fierce girl, who has always been heroic, show such an expression?

"Akali!" Mo Bei squeezed through the crowd and waved to Akali.

"Why aren't you with them?" Seeing Alvin and Ned jumping around in the crowd, wondering why Akali would stand by alone.

"I won't..." Akali looked a little embarrassed.

"What a coincidence! I wouldn't either." Mo Bei seemed a little relieved to have found the same kind, thinking that this girl would be cowardly sometimes.

"...how about we have a discussion?" After the two stood silent for a while, Akali said suddenly.

"..."

Why did you suddenly plant a flag during this big festival! ?

He was cowardly.

If you don't rely on equipment, you can't beat it!

People in this world are relatively strong in physique, and most people have practiced all simple fighting moves since they were very young.The most common game that children play together is to beat back and forth with wooden sticks.

It can be said that the girl Akali has had few opponents since she was a child. Mo Bei grew up playing firecrackers and marbles as a bully. He knows how to rub and kill him, but real person PK is too good, and he never really fights with people at all. cross frame.

He didn't come into contact with real battles until he came here, and the three months in the training camp could only be considered an introduction at best, and it's already pretty good to be able to fight Akali for four or six.

Just as Mo Bei and Akali stood together quietly feeling the festive atmosphere, he heard a voice that made him gnash his teeth.

"Hey! Hotzke! It's the little guy who was run away by you. He grew up really fast. The battle ax I took out at the trading cross that day made me very envious!"

"Hahaha it's really him! Such black hair is rare."

"It's just that she's too small. She doesn't seem to be as tall as the little red-haired girl next to her."

Three bear-like savages passed behind Mo Bei holding a pile of food. They were chatting privately, but they were declaring loudly in their voices.

Akali glanced at Mo Bei in surprise, and laughed out loud.Feeling a little impolite, he immediately covered his mouth again, but his eyes still curled up beautifully.

Mo Bei is so hot, the three of you can't make it through this time, can you?Why do you keep proposing in front of girls!You did it on purpose!
This team is the three strange flowers in the camp, the three barbarian brothers Rael, Hotzke and Grob.The only team full of barbarians was three barbarians who specialized in taunting.

It was rare in the camp to deal with them without negative emotions. Even Akara would go back to the small tent when he heard their voices.

These three guys seemed to have rushed back from the outside, their armor was covered with traces of battles and killings. At this time, they were wandering around the big square, and one of them was holding a huge roasted animal leg under his nest. They ate while walking, and went back to their hut to rest, planning to have enough energy to fight again tomorrow.

As night fell, Mo Bei finally saw the bonfire rising in the center of the large square. Pine logs were built into a well-shaped high platform, and the entire tree trunk was surrounded by the surrounding. After burning, the fire quickly rose in the night wind. The flames rose more than ten meters high.

The entire large square was reflected in the firelight, and there was a scent of burning pine wood in the air.Everyone's interest was even higher, and the real carnival began.

Mo Bei looked at the flames flickering in the air from a distance. At this moment, he was standing in a dark street, which was even more silent against the noise of the big square.

Walking to a small wooden house, listening to the sound of snoring inside, carefully took out a bottle of dark potion from the inventory.

Not sure about the accuracy of his throw, he tiptoed to the house, threw the bottle through the window, smashed to the ground with a "bang", and then turned around and ran away.

"Accept the punishment of justice!!" Mo Bei turned his head and made a shooting sign to the cabin while running.

Not long after, there was a scream of pain from behind.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

"It's not me! Vomit! It's really not me! Stop! Don't run! Let me go! Let me go!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"You still want to run! Grob! Tie him up!"

"Ouch! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Help!!"

(End of this chapter)