After finishing his meal, Sean stood up and went to the entrance of the dining hall. He stretched his body and complained:
"Mikel, I don't want to eat mashed potatoes for my next meal. This is terrible."
Mikel put down his spoon and was wiping his mouth with a silk cloth. When he heard Sean's words, he said calmly:
"Do you know that once we leave this church, we will immediately become the center of attention?"
"So what? This time, we were inexplicably transported to the Qing Dynasty in the East, but this dynasty doesn't mean that they have to kill us Westerners when they see us on the street. We can still go out for a meal, right? "
At this moment, Pease and Jill, who were still sitting in their seats, had finished their meal. They tacitly did not join in the conversation. They were a little disgusted with Mikel's strict and harsh way of managing the team. However, Mikel's qualifications and status were indeed much higher than theirs. Even though the difference in strength between them was not very obvious, no one dared to go against his authority. Only Sean, the bald fool, could take advantage of his stupidity to challenge Mikel.
"Our side mission is to kill the Eastern listeners. This is their home ground. We have to be careful. Once we go out, even if we imitate the habits of the priest, we will reveal that we belong to the modern world. The Eastern listeners who do not know who we are hiding in the crowd will be able to find out who we are."
"So what if they know?"
Sean walked over and opened the package under the table. Five or six heads rolled out, all of them Eastern faces.
"Haha, even if they know, what can they do?"
The priest saw the scene of the heads on the ground and trembled in fear. He quickly took a few steps back and began to pray: "Merciful Lord..."
Mikel glanced at the heads on the ground and looked at Sean:
"Do you think all the Eastern listeners are so weak?
I believe that in this story world, there must be strong Eastern people who are worthy of us dealing with seriously. It's just that we have not met them yet. The more Eastern listeners we kill, the higher the probability of us meeting the truly strong Eastern listeners.
Therefore, the more it is at this time, the more we must not let our guard down. I do not want anyone in our team to die because of this unnecessary carelessness.
Moreover, our main mission has not been triggered yet. Before we know what the main mission is, we must try our best to hide ourselves. "
Mikel stood up and bowed to the priest. "Dear priest, please arrange a place for me to rest."
The priest, who was still in shock, immediately nodded and left the dining hall with Mikel to the bedroom.
Sean put his hands on his waist and blew. He looked at Pete and Jill. "Everyone, you see, Mikel is like a timid kitten."
Both Pis and Jayr leaned back in their chairs, looking very lazy.
"I miss my cigar." Pease touched his red hair and said sadly, "Here, there's no coffee I like to drink, and there's no cigar I like to smoke. There's only mashed potatoes that I'll have to eat forever.
Sean, it's not just you, I've had enough too. I even think that the reason why we haven't triggered the main mission is because we have been too low-key. We have been hiding in the dark to complete our missions. To us, the exposure rate is too low, and the impact is too low. If we were more high-profile, the main mission might have been triggered, and we wouldn't have had to wait here for a side mission. Although these Eastern listeners are easy to kill, there is not much left for us to share among the few of us. "
Pete tidied his hair sadly. Obviously, he was also very dissatisfied with the situation, but he was not like the reckless Sean, who dared to say anything in front of Mikel.
"Just bear with it. It shouldn't be long. Even if we are willing, the broadcast will not let us continue to waste our time in this church eating mashed potatoes. Even if we don't find something to do, according to the broadcast's habit, it will find something for us to do. Although I don't agree with Mikel's overly cautious and conservative style, in a certain sense, he is not wrong. Perhaps, we do need to be a little more patient."
Sean was very happy to see that both of his teammates were agreeing with him. He was a simple-minded person, and he was a werewolf, which made his personality even more prominent through his bloodline.
"Are you guys full?" Sean put his hands on the table and looked at his two companions. "I'm a little regretful now. Why did I only cut off the heads of these Easterners as souvenirs? Why didn't I cut off a few pieces of their flesh? Otherwise, we could have barbecued them by now. Two of them were Easterners, and the two pieces of meat on their chests must be delicious. "
Sean was actually drooling as he said this.
Pease looked at Sean with some surprise. "Sean, your taste is beyond our imagination. Please stay away from me. I'm a refined gentleman."
Jayr nodded in agreement. "This is truly unimaginable. You're actually thinking of eating human flesh?"
"Hehe, I am a wolf. Wolves naturally eat meat. Human flesh is also my favorite." Sean didn't mind. He looked at his companions and was very satisfied with their reactions. He felt that it was a kind of recognition for him. Wolves had to be fierce, and they wanted others to be afraid of them. "You guys sit, I'm going to take a walk nearby."
Sean pushed the church door open and was about to go out.
Pete stood up. "Sean, it's better not to go out. Mikel will be angry if he finds out."
Sean was stunned for a moment. Obviously, even though he seemed to be disdainful of Mikel, deep down in his heart, he was still afraid of the usually calm and collected fellow.
However, it was too embarrassing for him to back down after hearing Mikel's name. Sean pretended to be nonchalant and waved his hand.
"Forget it, it's fine. This church is not in the county. Can't I just get some fresh air on the hillside?"
Sean no longer paid attention to his companion's advice and walked out.
...
"After we pass this mountain, we'll reach the county town." Su Bai said to the people in the carriage as he drove. "Can you guys walk on your own?"
"I say, Ah Bai, are you blind? We are all injured like this. I don't think we will be able to walk for a few days. The monk and I are fine, but Gyatso is probably completely paralyzed."
Su Bai nodded but did not respond to Fatso. Instead, he said to the monk.
"Should we rest in the county or go straight to the demon's lair?"
The monk thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's stop for a while. The danger we are supposed to encounter will not be avoided just because we are in a hurry. We have to be confident in this. We didn't waste much time and went straight to the Hidden-dragon Mountains. Although we were all seriously injured in the end, we only used a few days of the month. So, we might as well use some time to do the most basic recovery. Since we are in the county, we are less than a day away from the demon's lair. We can make it in time. "
Just as Tyrant had analyzed in the car, the final outcome of everyone's rescue of the baby from the Hidden-dragon Mountains was unimaginably strange. This kind of strangeness might lead to a kind of adjustment of the plot by the horror broadcast. For example, if this wave of waves didn't rise as expected, the horror broadcast would probably arrange another wave of waves. This could also be considered as a habit of the horror broadcast.
In the perpetual delight with which horror broadcasts play upon their listeners, intelligent listeners likewise begin to figure out some of the habits of horror broadcasts, or, rather, to be more precise,
It was character.
"It smells so good. Su Bai, what is it?" Fatso sniffed and asked.
"There's a group of beggars cooking in front. It looks like it's beggar's chicken." Su Bai looked from afar. The beggars were indeed making beggar's chicken. After washing the chicken, they stuffed some fruits or dried meat into it. Then, they wrapped it in lotus leaves and buried it in the fire pit.
This way of eating was the way beggars ate in ancient times. However, in modern society, beggar's chicken was also a popular delicacy in many places.
"Bring it over, Su Bai." Fatso was already hungry. "Bring it over. Gyatso and the monk need meat to nourish their bodies."
Su Bai rolled his eyes at Fatso and clapped his hands. He put the little fellow in the carriage and handed it over to the monk for the time being. Then, he touched the fake braid on his head and got out of the carriage.
The fake braid was obtained by Lam Chun-ying when Su Bai and the others went to catch zombies for the first time with Lam Chun-ying. The monk and Gyatso were monks, so they did not need it. However, Fatso and Su Bai needed to wear it to cover up. Otherwise, there would be a lot of unnecessary trouble if they met the officials on the road.
Su Bai planned to spend money to buy beggar's chicken, so he walked straight there. However, at this moment, a westerner came from the opposite side. The westerner was wearing priest's clothes, but it was very unfitting. Moreover, Su Bai had never seen a priest in this period who was bald and had a fierce face. How could he win the favor of the local people with this kind of image to preach?
Xiao En, who came out for a walk, also smelled the fragrance. He came here with the same idea as Su Bai. When he and Su Bai's eyes met, both of them were stunned for a moment. Perhaps, this was the sixth sense. Both of them felt an unusual breath from each other.
"Don't talk about strange powers and gods. Today, I went out without divining my fortune, yet I actually met such a dirty foreigner on the road. It really stains my eyes. It's really my family's misfortune." Su Bai shook his head exaggeratedly as he spoke.
"Oh, a poor scholar." Xiao En didn't quite understand what Su Bai said, but he could feel the obvious genteel tone. His previous doubts were temporarily left behind. Instead, he rushed to the beggars in front of Su Bai.
After a few more steps, Xiao En suddenly felt that something was wrong. He immediately turned around, only to see that the poor scholar had already stuck to his back and was smiling at him. A sharp dagger was actually stabbed into his waist in this short moment.
"WTF..."
