As soon as this person walked out of the entertainment room door, I felt a strong aura, but it was not the kind that could oppress me. Specifically, if I didn't deliberately suppress myself, the aura released would be similar to his.

, Half a catty? I’m not too sure myself.

He is tall and thin, and has the same build as the village clerk here. He is also dressed similarly. They are both black tops and trousers that are somewhat similar to modified Tang suits. He wears the same mask, but when he sees this person, he is a little confused.

I was dumbfounded and intuitively felt that these were not the key. The key was that I always had an indescribable and inexplicable sense of familiarity with him.

Where did this feeling come from? I stared at his mask. Behind the eyes were a pair of bright black eyes. I couldn't see anything at all. And I had no way of knowing what his face and expression were under the mask.

So, I don’t know what his reaction will be when he sees me? In short, judging from the body language, everything is flawless

"You are dishonest, so before you go in, you have to ask an adult to check it first." The tone of the village official was not so friendly. Naturally, I thought it was funny. Could it be that I could bring a bomb and blow up the entertainment room? What is the so-called inspection?

What happened again?

At this time, the insect that had been lying on my arm moved lazily, which made me a little nervous, hoping that this person would be discovered.

What I didn't expect was that this so-called adult just glanced at me carelessly and size me up a few times, then waved his hand impatiently to indicate that it was okay, turned around and re-entered the entertainment room.

The village clerk was left a little stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the adult would let me go so perfunctorily. Looking at the village clerk's expression, even if I couldn't see his face, I understood at this moment what examination was needed.

, the cultivator himself is dangerous, and there are naturally people in the entertainment room who maintain order. He asked people to check me, just to cause trouble for me, but I didn't expect that this adult didn't cause any trouble for me.

I frowned slightly, and the feeling in my heart became more and more strange, but it only took a moment, my expression became calm, and then I said to the village official: "Can I go in?"

The village clerk seemed a little unwilling, but he did not dare to question the adult, so he could only open the door and let me enter the so-called entertainment room.

As soon as I walked into the courtyard, the aroma of wine and meat wafted into my nose, accompanied by crazy and harsh music. It was like a banquet in the courtyard, with tables set up and some people sitting around it. What’s funny is

The men in the village usually have one or two women in their arms, but most of the women in the village find the male village slaves to lean against and hold their arms around.

Is this a sign of being alone for too long and in desperate need of companionship? I didn’t think too much about it but stood in the courtyard and first observed this so-called entertainment room.

The courtyard is well laid out, with green plants dotted in twos and threes, and some scenic arrangements. It is an open-air dining place. Various types of wine are placed on the side, with various so-called points clearly marked on the price. The display looks like

Very nice food and drink, but it’s free.

There are many rooms in the courtyard, and each room is clearly marked where it is, such as gambling halls, pubs, etc. Almost all the entertainment methods in society are simply covered here, and there are even so-called

I am basically a person with no entertainment skills when it comes to KTV. I thought that a pub similar to a bar would be more suitable for me, so I walked in there casually.

Even though it was daytime in reality, it was still quite dark when I walked into this tavern, just like a tavern in real society with noisy people. God knows how many people there are in this big village, because many tables inside are full of people.

.

Maybe it's because daily life is too depressing, but here these drunken people talk extraordinarily freely. I guess as long as they don't talk about taboo things, there shouldn't be any big problems, right?

My entry didn't attract any extra attention from the people here, and I didn't know any of them, so after thinking about it, I sat down at the bar.

My points are limited, and the various drinks in this so-called tavern are not 'cheap'. It seems that the existence here encourages people to earn more points, and then come here to spend money, forgetting the pain of the lonely routine of life in the village.

To be more direct, it is also a disguised form of forcing people to be pious to the so-called gods.

I ordered two bottles of beer and drank slowly. It seemed that I was absent-minded, but in fact I was listening to the various conversations of the people here. In fact, there was nothing to pay special attention to. The people here were so loud.

Mostly it’s about how pious you are towards that so-called god.

What god? I feel funny, because I have never felt such a shy god in the world. I worshiped it for ten days, and I didn’t even know its specific image. Even the shrine in the worship room was covered with a layer of black.

I only know that the god is under the black cloth, and I don’t know anything else.

"Do you know why the wine here is more expensive than outside?" Behind the bar, a bartender was wiping the glass in his hand. Maybe he saw that I was bored alone, so he started talking to me inexplicably.

I looked at him carefully and realized that this man was not a village slave, because he did not have the obvious sign of a village slave, which was a black skull tattoo on the side of his neck.

This topic didn't interest me, so I drank the beer in my hand and shook my head.

The bartender gave me a mysterious smile and said, "Because this is the place where you can speak the most freely in the entire outer village, and other places are impossible."

Outside the village? I was moved in my heart, but I remained calm and asked pretending to be surprised: "Is it free? This is my first time here, and I thought this was just a place to express my loyalty."

"No, no no." The bartender shook his head and said: "If you express your loyalty to God here, you will naturally be rewarded with points. People who often come here to drink have no surprising news to exchange.

, you know? You are a strange face. When you come here, you can find out through conversation that you will know more about this place."

I secretly thought to myself that I had indeed come to the right place. In fact, if I think about it carefully, there is nothing to hide. The vague strength of this holy village has allowed it to have no scruples. The villagers here are like fish in a net, and they have not escaped at all.

It is possible to go out, so some fish are curious, just satisfy them.

So, I smiled, pretended to be dumbfounded, and said, "I can't think of anything I would know that I would know?"

I said this deliberately, because according to human psychology and speaking habits, he will definitely throw out a relatively shocking news to convince me.

Sure enough, he said to me with a mysterious face: "Are you really not interested? Are you not interested in when you will be selected as the 'newly married man'?"

'Newlywed', what is it? My heart began to shake, just because I couldn't help but think of the existence in the story, the strange male corpse and female corpse, they were all wearing newlywed dresses, and then appeared in the town

Up, could it be

The more I thought about it, the more my scalp became numb. The wine bottle was held in the air, but I kept forgetting to drink it. Even if I wanted to pretend not to care, I couldn't do it at this time.

Just at this time, there was a huge noise in the bar, and people seemed to be cheering. I could barely hide my shock. I pretended not to care and turned around. Under the dim light that I had adapted to, I saw a man.

He was frantically slapping another man in the face, but the other man looked a little submissive and didn't dare to fight back or say anything.

I couldn't see the look in the man's eyes clearly, but judging from his expression, he was unconvinced, but he didn't dare to make any move.

People were cheering for that man, and I was also sensitive to discover that this bartender was not what was called completely 'open'. In the corner, there were also some people dressed as village officials standing very low-key, but for this kind of

They seemed to be indifferent to the obvious violation of rules and order, and just looked on coldly with their signature masks on.

My eyes stayed for a few seconds, and I subconsciously drank a big gulp of beer. What a coincidence. The man who slapped me was the drunkard. In the canteen today, he also drank me. He seemed to

He is really arrogant. Not only is he arrogant in the village, he is also so arrogant in this entertainment room.

Like an exciting game, the man seemed to be encouraged by people's cheers, and his actions became more and more excessive. Finally, he picked up a wine bottle, kicked over the table, and then kicked down the beaten man.

Then the wine bottle will fall hard.

At this time, the village officials finally took action. One of the village officials took the man's hand, and the man said excitedly: "Don't forget, there are still seven days, and I have the privilege."

What privilege? At this time, the bartender's ghostly voice came into my ears again: "See, this man is the selected 'newly married man' in our area."
Chapter completed!