Zhen Shan's face was also blue, couldn't he just tell her that he was disgusting? Why did he have to give her a specific description?

She was wrong before. In terms of stupidity, Silly Queer can be compared with the dog system.

Song Zi saw Zhen Shan's expression was wrong and sneered, "Wasn't it quite arrogant just now? Are you scared now?"

In fact, she is also afraid, but compared to this, she will feel more comfortable if she can ridicule the bitch.

Zhen Shan glanced at her lightly, this woman was stupider than a dog system.

system:"……"

Oh, I bet it has become a standard for stupidity? You can compare it with it everywhere!

Compared to Song Zi's stupidity, the others were much more vigilant. They stared closely at the grass in front of them.

The rustling sound got closer and closer, and everyone's bodies became more and more tense.

"Are you guys?"

The hoarse old man's voice came from the grass. At the same time, an old woman holding a cane and leading a young man who looked demented and sucking his fingers walked up through the grass.

Zhen Shan's face became even worse, because as the two people walked in, or the demented man walked in, the disgusting smell became stronger, and Que'er had already fainted from the smoke.

She couldn't help but take a step back. Song Zi wanted to laugh at her again, but she gave up after being glanced at by Xu? Moreover, the old woman and the demented man looked a bit weird, so it was better to be careful. After all, a bitch can be dealt with at any time.

There is only one life.

The old woman stared at Zhen Shan and the others with her turbid eyes, and then said slowly, "You are foreigners."

The curly-haired man with instant noodles asked, "Grandma, are you from a small town?"

The old woman suddenly sighed, "Why are strangers here again?"

After saying that, she didn't answer the question from the curly-haired man with instant noodles. She hobbled on her crutches and pulled the demented man towards them.

The crowd didn't bother to make way and kept a certain distance from the old woman. The old woman didn't care about them and walked straight to the temple.

As he got closer to the temple, the demented man began to feel uneasy. He screamed and twisted the hand he was holding, trying to get away. However, looking at the old woman who was thin and old, she seemed to fall down at the touch of a touch. However, the demented man's hand was embedded in it.

But it was so tight that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

The two came to the red-painted door. The demented man screamed louder, with tears and runny nose running down his face. He even sat on the ground and couldn't get up, but the old woman ignored him and didn't say anything to persuade him.

She leaned her crutch against one door and reached out to push the other door open.

The deep squeaking sound of the wooden door made the players feel excited and stared over there.

As the temple door opened, the demented man rolled his eyes, his face twitching with fear, as if what he faced was not a temple but hell.

Other players only felt that the scene in front of them was weird and unspeakable, but Zhen Shan had to suffer from the increasingly strong disgusting smell of the demented man.

She wished she could just stay away, but she held it back. From her experience at Lanshan Villa, she knew that this broken game world was full of pitfalls, and if she wasn't careful, her chances of survival and clues would slip away from her eyes.

Since the dog system teleported them to this temple, there must be a reason. This strange old woman and the demented man who exudes an indescribable smell may have something to do with the Bodhi Temple and the town.

The Demonic Concubine has always had very good professionalism. Even if it is related to her mission, there is nothing she can't tolerate even a little physical discomfort.

That is, if it weren't for image issues, she really seemed to have torn off two circles of tissue to block her nose.

Damn it, the rotten stench of a pile of dead people is not so bad!

The demon concubine felt that she needed a bottle of tiger balm and dabbed it on her temples and under her nose.

The old woman opened the temple door, picked up the crutch again, and dragged the demented man in, not caring that his whole body was twitching and he was already paralyzed on the ground like a dead fish.

"Do you want to go in?"

The muscular man swallowed and lowered his loud voice.

Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.

Zhen Shan patted the soft-bundled woman on the shoulder. She kept twisting her clothes and stuttered uneasily, "What, what's wrong?"

Zhen Shan's face turned a little pale from the smoke, "What kind of air freshener do you have on you? Tiger balm will do."

"Ah?" The woman with soft buns was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and took out an air freshener spray and gave it to her, "Is this okay?"

Zhen Shan's eyes suddenly softened, making the soft-bun woman feel embarrassed, flattered, well, more surprised.

"Help," Zhen Shan picked up the spray and sprayed it around herself. The tip of her nose was filled with the fragrance of lemon, and she sighed deeply.

Woman with soft bun: "..." What?

Others also looked at Zhen Shan with confusion, how could an air freshener save his life?

No, why is she spraying this?

The air in this mountain is quite good and there is no peculiar smell.

Song Zi cursed "I'm sick" in a low voice, but now that my nose no longer has to be tortured, the empress is in a good mood, and she doesn't bother to talk to the idiot.

But a few people stared thoughtfully at the air freshener in Zhen Shan's hand.

After solving the serious problem, Zhen Shan looked at the soft-baked woman and said, "I'm going to the temple, are you going?"

The soft-bundled woman was shocked again. Did the Tianxian girl mean to take her with her?

Her nose was a bit sore as she had always been criticized as a drag in both real life and the game world. This was the first time someone was willing to partner with her. The soft-bun woman's eyes were bright and she nodded quickly.

Zhen Shan looked at her lovely round eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let's go."

"Oh, okay, miss, my surname is Du and my name is Yaonan. Grandma has always called me Daya."

Yao Nan, if you want a boy, you only have one name. You don’t need to guess too much, you can also think of the origin of the woman with a soft bun.

There was a smile on Zhen Shan's lips, "Zhen Shan, my name."

Daya blinked, "Oh, Zhen...Miss Ashan."

Zhen Shan smiled and said: "You don't need to call me Miss, just call me by your name."

Da Ya smiled a little silly and said, "I always feel that calling Miss Ashan by her name is not a good idea," making light of the fairy concubine.
Chapter completed!