Talisman Water! A Taoist priest! This was the Three Kingdoms?
After learning the location of the nearest dojo from the shopkeeper of the grocery store, Wang Luo took Buttface and walked leisurely toward the dojo.
Along the way, he also bought some food.
In the past month or so, Wang Luo had been able to solve his food problems casually.
There weren't many ingredients and seasonings in the village, and there weren't any professional chefs.
After eating pig-like food for more than a month, he was already nauseous. Now that he had arrived at Shiyi County, he naturally wanted to buy something and have a good meal!
He ate as he walked.
This cooking method reminded Wang Luo of the feeling he had when he was shopping in the food street in his previous life.
They continued forward.
When they passed by a three-story restaurant, Wang Luo turned around and looked around in confusion.
He vaguely felt that someone was staring at him.
However, when he turned around, that feeling disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.
Was it really an illusion?
A trace of worry rose in Wang Luo's heart.
After all, he was a mountain bandit and was more sensitive in this aspect.
If it was just him, he naturally did not have to worry. Even if someone recognized his identity, Wang Luo believed that with his current strength, he could escape from Shiyi County.
Most importantly, Chen Ergou was still by his side!
He valued this talented and promising loyal dog brother very much.
Next, Wang Luo remained calm.
As he moved forward, he carefully observed his surroundings and behind him. After making sure that no one was following him, he was relieved.
Very quickly.
They left the market.
On the way to the dojo, Wang Luo and Chen Ergou passed by a street.
When they passed by, the street was packed with people.
Vaguely…
Hundreds of people could be seen surrounding a long table. Behind the long table, there were a few Taoist priests in long robes chanting. From time to time, they would light talisman papers and place them into bowls filled with clear water.
Wang Luo couldn't help but grab a figure that passed by him.""Fellow townsman, there are so many people surrounding us…What are they doing?”
"Don't you know?"
The man looked at Wang Luo strangely and said,""Of course, the Taoist priests of the Road of Peace are distributing the talisman water! I heard from my neighbor that this talisman water is very effective! Whether it was a headache, fever, or body aches, a bowl of talisman water would definitely cure the illness!”
As he spoke, the man was about to squeeze into the crowd.
"Wait!"
However, Wang Luo didn't give in. He grabbed the man and said,""Speak clearly! Which Road of Peace?"
The man was furious. He felt the terrifying strength that Wang Luo used to easily pull him over as if he was catching a chick, but he did not dare to get angry. He could only say in a low voice,"What other Road of Peace can there be?"
"Of course, it's the Path of Peace founded by the Great Virtuous Master!”
Road of Peace!
A great teacher!
"Yeah…"
"What other Road of Peace can there be?"
Wang Luo muttered to himself.
These two simple words were like a huge bell ringing in his mind, awakening many of his memories!
Yellow Turban!
The Yellow Turban Uprising!
This place…was the Three Kingdoms!
For a moment, Wang Luo felt his scalp go numb.
Originally, in a head-on confrontation, he had killed Black Wind Mountain's bandit chief, a Boss in the early stages of the game. Moreover, after he had changed his class to the tier 4 Savage Bear Guardian, his strength had increased by leaps and bounds.
Wang Luo felt that even if he couldn't fight against a thousand troops, he had the ability to protect himself in this world.
It was a pity.
Before he could become arrogant, before he could wake up from the illusion that he already had the ability to protect himself, reality gave him a hard blow and directly knocked him awake!
Three Kingdoms!
This was a game world set in the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms!
For many players who entered this world, this was probably the best era.
Strong soldiers and fierce generals were like clouds. In this era of constant war and legends, they could enjoy their brilliant gaming lives to their heart's content.
But for an NPC like Wang Luo…this was probably the worst era!
Stars gathered!
Countless schemes!
Since the outbreak of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the glorious generals in history had spilled their blood here. Many strategists who could be called outstanding talents were here to give advice.
This chaotic battle that would last until the end of the Three Kingdoms Era…would affect every corner of the world!
Were special troops very strong?
Very strong!
Especially after his strength had increased again, Wang Luo would be able to kill the bandit chief with a single strike even if he were to face him again!
Even if he was surrounded by hundreds of NPCs, he was absolutely confident that he could break out of the encirclement and even kill them one by one!
But…
Compared to those famous generals who were destined to leave their names in history and make their appearances in the future…he was probably no different from an ordinary mountain bandit.
Calm down!
Calm down!
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Luo's mind.
The Taoist priests of the Path of Peace were still distributing talisman water in the city. The entire Shiyi County was quiet, and there were no signs of invasion.
In other words…
The Yellow Turban Uprising had yet to erupt!
He still had time!
Wait a minute!
What year is it now?
When did the Yellow Turban Uprising break out?
It seemed to be…184?
With a thought, Wang Luo grabbed the figure who was trying to leave quietly for the second time."" What year…is it now?!"
"Light, light and six years."
The man stuttered. After Wang Luo let go, he asked carefully,""Um, can I…leave now?”
"Let's go, let's go."
Waving his hand, Wang Luo asked the man to leave.
The man seemed to have received a great order. After carefully taking a few steps, he ran wildly. After making a big circle, he plunged into the crowd and squeezed his way toward the long table in the middle of the crowd.
In his opinion, Wang Luo was a lunatic.
A lunatic who spoke incoherently but had infinite strength!
Such a lunatic…it was better for him to stay away from him!
Ignoring that person, Wang Luo muttered silently,""Let me think, year 184…It seems to be the seventh year of Guanghe, also known as the first year of Zhongping. It was now the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. In other words, there was still half a year before the outbreak of the Yellow Turban Uprising!”
"It's alright!"
"There's still enough time!"
"Everything…is not too late!"
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