Soon, Shu Xiaoqin served the meal. The rice is made of sun-dried potatoes and boiled with water, and the vegetables are wild vegetables dried in the yard. The taste is so-so, and there is no salt. Shu Ziqian, as a cultivator and the leader of Ning Quan, can only live such a life. Ningquan Village is indeed bitter.

The civilians of the coast are probably better off than they are, because lightning can at least ensure the supply of salt. Recently, even a little broth has been offered occasionally. You can't see the meat, but being able to taste it is already a great happiness for the common people.

At the dinner table, Pan Ziming took out a small bottle of bean paste, which became the highlight of the meal. Ye Cong noticed that Shu Ziqian's brothers and sisters were smiling, especially Shu Xiaoqin, and his mouth suddenly became very sweet, shouting "Brother Pan". made Pan Ziming, a fat man, excited.

In the end, Pan Fatzi simply gave all a bottle of bean paste to Shu Xiaoqin. This person pays attention to enjoyment, and after making a fortune from the last mission, he changed a lot of such good things from the supply and marketing cooperative. Although the value of a bottle of sauce is far more than this meal, he and Ye Cong were rescued and treated carefully, so they should express their gratitude.

Shu Ziqian scolded his sister with a tiger face, blaming her for not being educated to take the guests' things. But then Xiaoqin was in tears, so he didn't continue, it seems that he really loves his sister.

Ye Cong changed the topic with a sloppy eye and asked, "Master Shu......"

"Adults don't dare to be. Shu Ziqian immediately rejected this compliment, "The two of you are still above me, if you don't mind, let's still be equal." ”

Ye Cong and Pan Ziming glanced at each other, and there was an indescribable feeling in their chests.

After the revival of Reiki, human society was clearly divided into two classes. For the common people, all practitioners are "adults", and even in the relatively tolerant coastal areas, everyone is used to doing so.

Even though the two of them are now equipped with divine light swords, they can use powerful spiritual attacks, but they are still half a point shorter than the regular cultivators. Unexpectedly, in this wilderness mountain village, the two of them gained a long-lost respect.

When Ye Cong spoke again, his attitude was much more sincere.

"Brother, you shouldn't have come from the seaside, right?"

The chopsticks in Shu Ziqian's hand paused. "Our village has escaped from Songhe City, and there are ...... It's hard to put into words. ”

He frowned and shook his head.

Songhe is a large city nearby, located about one hundred and twenty kilometers east of Pingchungang. Because of its proximity to Binhai, there are some smugglers who will travel back and forth between the two cities, so Ye Cong knows some rumors about Songhe.

It is said that the practitioners there are very unfriendly to the common people, and completely regard the common people as slaves. As a result, many civilians escaped from Songhe and chose to survive in the wilderness. Ningquan Village is probably a stronghold for these refugees. It's just that they are lucky to have a genuine cultivator like Shu Ziqian to protect them. Otherwise, it would not have survived to this day.

"Why don't you come with us to the seaside? Pan Ziming suggested, "The atmosphere on our side is not bad, although the lives of civilians are as hard, at least they will not be oppressed." Marina is safe now, and to tell you, we have a lot of secret weapons right now......"

It wasn't until Ye Cong kicked him under the table that this guy closed his big mouth. However, Ye Cong also suggested that Shu Ziqian take the villagers to live in the sea.

The city lord Yu just gave an order some time ago to accept the defection of civilians from all over the world. Yu Xiaoyue originally didn't have this confidence, because the front of Binhai had been in a state of running out of ammunition and food, how could there be materials to help the new population. But after Sun Xiang came back, she knew that Sun Xiang would carry her around in big trouble, so she let go of her hands and feet to do big things!

Ye Cong didn't know this, but he could see that after the repentance of Lord Yu Cheng's marriage to the president of the New World Association, Binhai's life was getting better and better. Out of gratitude, he suggested that Shu Ziqian go to Binhai to have a look.

But Shu Ziqian sighed and shook his head.

"Brother Ye, don't persuade me, people are different. ”

What he said was a little meaningful, but Ye Cong didn't understand. But everyone meets in the water, and there is no need to force it.

Back to the point, Ye Cong asked how far this place was from Pingchun Gang, and why he and Pan Ziming had been walking for two days without a clue.

Shu Ziqian laughed at this question and told the two that this place was only twenty kilometers away from Pingchungang. The two of them couldn't get out for such a long time because they walked into the "fog barrier" by chance.

"Fog barrier?" Ye Cong asked, he hadn't heard of this.

Shu Ziqian then explained that this fog barrier is a combination of fog and terrain between the mountains and forests, which produces an effect similar to that of the eye-piercing method. It's a bit like "ghosts hitting the wall". It is not only effective for humans, but also for demons. It is by relying on this fog barrier that the people of Ningquan Village can live relatively comfortably here.

Otherwise, Shu Ziqian alone would not be able to keep the village safe.

If you want to get out of the fog barrier, you need to have a special path and footwork to get out. Shu Ziqian told the two of them not to worry, he would send the two out during the day tomorrow.

Ye Cong listened to it, and it seemed to be such a reason. The two of them have rich experience in the field, and it is impossible to go in the wrong direction, and this place should not be far from Pingchun Gang. And it also explains why the walkie-talkie has a signal. I'm afraid that this fog barrier can charm the human eye, and there is nothing that can be done about electromagnetic waves.

Fortunately, they met Shu Ziqian in this fog barrier, otherwise wouldn't the two of them get lost in it and eventually turn into two piles of dry bones.

The four people at the dinner table talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was lively. But at this time, a villager suddenly ran outside the door. Ye Cong glanced at it and recognized that it was one of the people who had been ambushed at the entrance of the village not long ago.

"Big Tiger, what's wrong?" Shu Ziqian asked.

"There's movement on the mountain, and that guy is going to be here again tonight. The strong man named Dahu gasped and replied. The civilians had no means of dealing with the monsters, and when they saw the movement, they hurried to inform the boss.

Shu stood up directly and slapped the chopsticks on the table, startling Xiaoqin.

"Deceive people too much! Deceive people too much! There must be a break today! Big Tiger, let's go!"

Ye Cong and Pan Ziming stood up at the same time.

"Brother Shu, the two of us are coastal city defense troops, and we have experience in dealing with monsters, so we can help. ”

Shu Ziqian really wanted help, but he hesitated, shook his head and refused: "The two of you are righteous, but thank you." You guys... After all, he is not a cultivator. The environment in the mountains is complex, and you are not familiar with it. ”

He glanced at Shu Xiaoqin and said sincerely: "If you can, help me protect Xiaoqin here." ”

"Brother, I can protect myself!" Shu Xiaoqin clenched a firewood knife.

"Good, obedient. ”

Shu Ziqian touched her face dotingly, and then left quickly with Dahu.

Pan Ziming opened his mouth in the back, but finally did not stop him. The divine light sword in the hands of the two is the trump card, but Ye Cong doesn't want to expose it for the time being.

After Shu Ziqian left, he couldn't eat this meal anymore. Shu Xiaoqin's worry was written on her face, and tears were about to fall from her eyes after a while. She confessed and hid in her room and refused to come out, leaving two rough men sitting at the dinner table.

The two of them finished eating the last bit of potato paste in a sullen voice. Pan Ziming put down the bowl and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ye is still not at ease?"

Ye Cong nodded: "No matter what the appearance is, it is better to be cautious in everything." These days, things are all weird. ”

Pan Ziming has been amused by the girl Xiaoqin just now, but Ye Cong's words are also very reasonable. While recalling the ghost stories he had seen, he analyzed:

"Mr. Ye, you say, is this village full of ghosts, just like in the previous horror novels. They had been dead for a long time, but had no idea they were dead.

Then when Xiaoqin and I were spending candle night in the cave room, Boss Jiang suddenly appeared and shouted to be careful. I opened my eyes and saw where I was, and there was a cave, but a coffin. In her arms is a beautiful girl, but a dry bone. ”

Pan Ziming's ghost story did not scare Ye Cong, but the more he said it, the more trembling he became, his face turned pale and cold sweat dripped on his head.

Ye Cong said speechlessly: "You have fallen in love with Xiaoqin? She is not yet an adult, are you a brute? If you dare to touch her, no matter how good Shu Ziqian is, he will kill you!"

Pan Ziming retorted: "I'm just making an analogy, it doesn't mean that I have any wrong thoughts about Xiaoqin." But Mr. Ye, you also have to admit that my analysis has a little truth. Shu Ziqian also mentioned the trick just now, maybe we are actually in a mass grave now. ”

"No, it won't. Ye Cong was very clear about this, he took out a dagger from his arms and handed it to Pan Ziming.

Lao Pan took the dagger and shook it in his hand, recognizing the material.

"Mountain copper dagger, wow, Mr. Ye's local tyrant!"

"You can afford to buy two bottles of bean paste less!" Ye Cong complained. If Pan Ziming can save some money, he won't have to pay for any key life-saving items by himself.

A weapon forged from oylanite copper, which can feel the demonic aura and emit a faint blue light. This is a very good warning tool, but the old coastal is not marketable.

Because the mountain copper is produced in the remote small city of Xinhe, after the Xinhe blockade of the coast, this important metal spirit material cannot be bought at all. But some time ago, Pei Guang, the lord of Rixinhe City, defected to Binhai, which changed this.

Although he only brought twenty men, he dragged two whole carts of glandin. The entire city defense army flew happily, and these oylandites soon became all kinds of weapons, which were put into the supply and marketing cooperatives for public exchange.

Ye Cong had just bought the cheapest dagger the day before yesterday, and it worked very well. A few times while patrolling, the dagger had just lit up with a faint blue light, and he cautiously avoided dangerous places. It's just that Pan Ziming is used to being lazy and hasn't noticed this, and when Ye Cong is not a prophet, I'm afraid that he has awakened some magical powers.

And now the olivell dagger in his hand only has a gray-blue metallic color, and he doesn't feel the special blue light of the demonic aura. This means that whether it is Shu Ziqian or Shu Xiaoqin, or even the villagers of the entire mountain village, at least they are not demons and monsters.

"Look. Pan Ziming said unashamedly, "I'll just say that Xiaoqin is a good person." ”