Countless blood wings whistled back and forth in the thick fog, and large snowflakes flew in all directions.

Blood lotus flowers flew in the air, no matter how weird and tricky the blood wings were, how unpredictable the snowflakes were, but no blood wings or snowflakes could cross the blood lotus and fall on the teenagers.

In the thick fog, a white bone snake was a little impatient, and roared out, revealing Bai Sensen's fangs and devouring the boys, but it was met by the surrounding blood lotus, and it was cut and broken inch by inch in the blink of an eye. The monster in the dense fog seemed to know that it was powerful, and the shadows around it slowly dissipated, and the gray mist was quiet again.

Along the way, the distance of dozens of zhang was not far for the three teenagers, and after a while, they came to a wide place.

The boys had only been gone for a while, when the fog suddenly dissipated, and a village appeared in front of several teenagers. The pale yellow jujube flowers on a jujube tree at the entrance of the village are in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers is coming, refreshing people's hearts. The winding path stretches all the way along the entrance of the village, and from time to time the sound of chickens and dogs barking is heard, which seems to be quiet and peaceful.

Three teenagers, you look at me, I look at you, they are all a little hesitant to enter or not, and suddenly a hissing sound was remembered in the distance, and a group of green-clothed men flew on the white bone long snake and roared into the village. It didn't take long for the village to be filled with cries and scolding, mixed with terrible wails, noisy and chaotic. A man dressed as a farmer staggered out of the village, and a bloody wing whistled behind him, slicing off the man's entire head in the blink of an eye.

None of the teenagers' encounters in the past few days have anything to do with the monsters, and when they meet again at this time, how can they still endure it? Although it is strange here, how can the teenagers sit idly by and ignore the fact that the living life is disappearing in front of them like this? Although he was angry in his heart, Li Qing did not lose his calm, walked in front with a spear in his hand, protected the two girls behind him, and slowly touched towards the entrance of the village.

Another figure ran out, but it was a white-haired grandmother, the old man saw the three teenagers, as if he had met a savior, shouting for help while running hard. It's just that he is old, but his legs and feet are a little disobedient, and before he can run a few steps, a big man in green behind him rode a long snake and rushed up, raising the spear in his hand and stabbing at the old woman's vest.

The cyan sword light rose into the air, and disappeared in a flash, the man in green opened his mouth wide, the spear in his hand froze, and a touch of blood rushed out in front of him, dyeing the white bone snake into a rainbow, the long snake seemed to be frightened, and struggled to fan the two blood wings, regardless of the man who was thrown to the ground, turned around and fled directly.

Erya stepped forward to help the old woman, asked a few words of concern, and saw that the old woman could still walk, so she got up and rushed to the village. Seeing that the three teenagers did not intend to leave, the old woman did not know where the strength came from, so she turned around and walked first, and her legs and feet seemed to be much sharper, and she did not forget to tell the three teenagers to be more careful while walking.

Li Qing was afraid that the old woman and the second girl would lose, so he hurriedly hurried a few steps and rushed to the village.

Before entering the village, Li Qing's eyes turned red, and many villagers were chased around by the white bone snake, and from time to time someone was picked up by the long snake, shook it a few times, and swallowed it alive as soon as he raised his head. Some of the younger ones ran faster, but they still couldn't dodge the spears and swords in the hands of those big men in green, and they were cut to the ground one by one.

Lu Wanting scolded, and the cyan sword light rushed around her body, turning into countless green leaves, being carried by the wind, like a long green dragon, whistling towards the big men.

The rise of those big men is killing, it seems that only killing can vent the long-accumulated hatred in their hearts, and they don't feel anything wrong. The big men endured for a long time to have such an opportunity, I didn't want to encounter a few evil stars, only to be stunned, then drowned by the green leaves in the sky, the sound of sharp blades penetrating the body came and went, after a while, the village regained tranquility, only the surviving villagers were looking for their relatives in the corpses all over the ground, heart-rending cries, sobbing sounds from time to time, and the hearts of those who listened were sour.

An old man was helped by two girls in green.

"Thanks to a few heroes for the rescue, I will follow the old man to the village to drink a thin bar. The old man trembled and fell to the ground with the support of the two girls, and when he got up straight, he saw that Erya and Wanting were women, and hurriedly apologized. The young people saw that the old man was kind and kind, and he was old again, how could he dare to accept this great gift, and they vied with each other to return the gift, thinking that until now they didn't know where it was, and they just went with the old man to inquire about one or two.

Entering a courtyard, the two girls helped the old man to sit, then turned around and poured tea and water. The teenagers gathered around the old man, and you and I said a word to express the doubts in their hearts.

After listening to the old man's explanation, the teenagers knew that the villagers here have settled in this Qinghua Village for generations, relying on silk reeling and embroidery for a living, the village is surrounded by thick fog all year round, the terrain is very treacherous, the name of the village here has almost never been far away in his life, but he heard the officials who came to collect the silk said that there are many villages and towns outside and the wider world, but no one has really seen it.

Hearing that the villagers rely on silk weaving for a living, Li Qing couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, on the way into the village, he didn't see anyone raising silkworms, nor did he see a mulberry tree, where did the villagers here get silk?

Just as he was about to ask, a woman came in from outside the door, crying, and was about to speak, when she suddenly saw Li Qing and the others, she hurriedly stopped her mouth, turned around and was about to leave.

"His third aunt—" The old man called the woman, confessed himself to the boys, and got up tremblingly and led the woman into the house.

The two girls were walking with tea, and when they saw the figure of the woman, they showed a sympathetic look on their faces, "Meizi, have you heard?" The third aunt's canary flew out this morning and never came back, even the soul line has been broken, I am afraid that something happened and died outside, if it is according to the rules of the village, the third aunt is afraid that it will be difficult to survive this year's Zhuyu Festival." ”

Another girl glanced at the teenagers and reached out to stab her companion. The girl before seemed to realize that she was too talkative, so she quickly stuck out her tongue, stopped talking, put down the tea, and fled without looking back.

Erya smelled the fragrance of tea and couldn't help but reach out to take it, but was stopped by Li Qing with his eyes. Although only a few words were heard from the two young girls, the village seemed to have some secrets. Now that he has entered here inexplicably, first the strange lake, and then into this strange Huashang village, Li Qing does not dare to relax for a moment.

After a short time, the old man sent the woman away, and loudly instructed the two girls to invite a few village elders to come, and they would leave Li Qing and the others to thank them for everything today. Seeing that he couldn't ask anything from the old man, Li Qing remembered Tan Qinghu's injury in his heart, besides, how could everyone sit down in this strange world? Seeing that no matter how he persuaded him, the three teenagers had made up their minds, so he had to ask the teenagers to stay for a while, turned around and went into the house, and there was not much time, so he took a roll of silk and walked out, and gently spread it on the table.

"Young man, this is the soul embroidery that the old man has spent a year of hard work weaving, although it is a little vulgar, but it is still eye-catching, if you don't dislike it, please take it with you. The ability to see a few must come from the upper realm, I heard that our soul embroidery here is very popular with the lords of the upper realm, and a few of them may be of some use if they are brought on their bodies. The old man gently rubbed the silk scroll, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Grandpa," Li Qing saw that this picture scroll was so important to the old man, and was about to open his mouth to excuse himself, when the girl who had just served the tea had already rushed forward, snatched the picture scroll, and shouted anxiously, "You have always been sleepless for this picture scroll, how many days and nights have been sleepless to weave it before the Zhuyu Festival, and the messenger of the upper realm will come after the festival and hand over this painting, so as to ensure the safety of our village for a year.

Li Qing originally thought that this painting was just woven by the old man himself, so he was a little reluctant, but he didn't expect it to be so important, and he heard that the grandfather and grandson were both messengers of the upper realm, so he couldn't help but be a little curious, and stared at the girl's hand. I saw a big bee embroidered on the picture scroll, with a jade-like body, jade-like thin wings, long tail pins, and blood-red eyes.

"Meizi," the old man snorted, "There is still some time before the Wishing Festival, and there are some soul threads in each family, so this picture scroll will be given to a few benefactors, and we will weave a new one." Although the old man's voice was a little low, his tone was unquestionable.

Although the young people insisted on not accepting it, the old man was more resolute, and in desperation, Lu Wanting took out a few gold leaves from her arms and stuffed them into the old man's hands, thinking that although this picture scroll is precious, these gold leaves are enough for a village to use for a year, so it can be regarded as a compensation. I don't want to think that whether it is the two girls or the old man, there is no surprise when they look at a few golden leaves, but they accept it as an ordinary gift.

Li Qing originally wanted to ask the old man how he could leave here, but the villagers in this village had never even gone out of the village, so they couldn't ask anything, so instead of wasting time here, it was better to explore everywhere again.

The old man took the villagers to send the three teenagers out of the village all the way, and then they said goodbye one after another. The teenagers were about to leave, and the wind suddenly sounded in the dense fog in the distance, and the howling wind blew the jujube flowers on the book scattered, and the teenagers were still a little unclear, but the old man led a group of villagers to kneel to the ground in fear, put their heads on the ground, and did not dare to look up.

Li Qing looked into the thick fog, only to see the fog surging, a huge wasp flapping its wings from the fog and flying out, rumbling and rolling up the wind towards the entrance of the village.