Chapter 1882

The notorious glutton was led back to the village by a group of villagers as if they were joking and fell into a pre dug pit.

Liu Ruobing was shocked when a circle of people with soul lights were watching and pointing. When the glutton was limited in movement or could not catch up with the enemy, he would use the blink ability.

She stood at the edge of the pit and yelled, "everyone, step back. Don't get together. It will come out in a flash."

"Oh, it's OK. Just light it with a light." Zhong Tianyou mumbled casually and put the abnormal soul lamp in his hand.

Liu Ruobing looks at ten soul lights with enough power. He opens his mouth and doesn't make any sound after all. Soul lights can suppress supernatural forces to a certain extent. As a night watchman, he naturally knows.

However, that kind of suppression is quite slight, and it will cause great loss to the soul lamp. Even if it is a brand new soul lamp, the loss of the soul lamp is likely to directly enter the weakening period.

However, at this time, watching a group of ordinary people play with the glutton, what else can she say? Even the strongest swordsmanship genius Yi Chao can't fight.

It's beyond imagination that a group of ordinary people can do this. Apart from this method, what else can they do? It's just that when she thinks about it, she is very heavy.

The familiar fear and powerlessness once dominated her again. It was this kind of fear that supported her to move forward, but the learning time was still too short. Even though she had been able to use the power of her soul and had no weapons and equipment, she could not see any hope in dealing with this monster.

But I didn't expect that it would be solved by a group of villagers in this way. Lin Feng threw the torch down, and the burning firewood, red carbon and ancient brain, was thrown into the pit.

The headless glutton is two meters tall, but he can't jump out of the four meter pit. He is forced to bump around by the fire. His body turns into bursts of black smoke and wants to fly out, but the light of the soul lamp around him shines white smoke.

Had to become a solid fall, with more and more matches, the formation of a fire below, this glutton can only shrink in the wall, in vain to hit the wall.

The light and heat of the flame gradually heated his body, and the fierce sound came from his skin. When the grease jumped out and fell on the ground, it caused flashover!

Everyone didn't relax their vigilance. Although their cheeks were flushed by the fire and their hair curled up, no one stepped back until it caught fire and turned into a big ball of fire.

Lin Fengcai threw his head down. After seeing that his head was on fire, all the people took two or three steps out of the fire. "It's finally over. It's roasted to death."

"Such a fat man can burn for a long time. Go and put down the Tao germ."

"Come, come, let's go." The villagers who had been prepared for a long time hung down with molds.

There are big pots and bottles, big and small. They are very rough, but they seem to have handles and lids. They are mainly practical.

Looking at the busy villagers, Qin Mengyao and her three people can't come back to God. What kind of people are they?

Liu Ruobing can't help but think of his elder brother's words. Is that why everyone has changed so much? Not only the three villagers who took over their heads, but also the other villagers are surprisingly healthy. After running for more than ten minutes in a row, none of them left behind. You know, they have wood in their hands.

The three of them all couldn't catch their breath. There was no reason why they were better than themselves. Just thinking about it, she got rid of this unrealistic idea in her brain.

"Ruobing, can people in your village run like this?" Qin Mengyao looked over there and asked.

"No, maybe they did it." She's not sure.

"Practice it?" Qin Mengyao looked back at her and saw that she was also at a loss, so she didn't ask again.

If all the people in this village can run like that, Liu Ruobing should be the same. But after studying together for two years, she knows exactly what she is like, and her physical fitness is just below average.

Compared with the children in the city, they are not as good as the ordinary villagers outside the city, and they are not as good as the boys.

After burning for more than half an hour, the fire in the pit finally stopped erupting. All the people gathered around them excitedly. Looking at the remaining flame below, the ground was very hot.

The surrounding walls were burnt to reddish brown, and the molds turned red, like a burning carbon fire.

All the people are happy, some are looking at the broken mold grip wrist, all the people's faces, only Yi Chao's face is not good, this whole thing, only he lost face.

Originally, as the first swordsmanship genius, the star preparing for his life, and also the future star of the night watchman, he was full of confidence and wanted to challenge this monster alone in front of everyone, so as to open everyone's eyes.

As a result, this thing is a little too strong. Without his father and grandfather to hold the battle, and without a full set of equipment, he found that his sword did not reach the level of cutting all evils, and he was not so strong.

If he hadn't worn the inner armor, he would have been bitten out of shape just now. If he had failed, he would not have been so embarrassed.

But now a villager laughs and solves the monster. It's like a joke. They are just a group of ordinary people, but they use their wisdom to do things they can't do. This is the most difficult thing for him to accept. Liu Ruobing and Qin Mengyao didn't notice his expression. Instead, they were attracted by what happened in front of them. The expression on their faces is wonderful. At this low temperature, after waiting for about 20 minutes, it finally cooled down. Someone jumped down and lifted the mold up again. The finished product rate is about 70%. There are three large casseroles, then jars and water bottles. There are more than ten large and small casseroles. One by one, holding the burnt things happily, with the joy of harvest on his face, such things used to be collected from the outside at risk. For ordinary people, every step out of the door is dangerous. What's more, they go out to strange places for adventure. Every pottery is extremely precious. Only after they receive and hand it in every year can they get a little money. Then they go to the market outside the city to buy clothes and other daily necessities. Every bottle is an indispensable instrument. If it is broken by accident, it will cost a lot of money to buy it again, or even wait until the next year's harvest. How can we not be happy with our own pottery? We can see that such a thing has happened before. Otherwise, we can not cooperate with each other so well. Liu Ruobing's eyes flickered. Looking at the villagers in the field, she felt strange and familiar. She had never seen such a smile in more than ten years since she was young.