The old man's face, except for the lack of those bells and whistles, was almost the same as that of a clown, especially the exaggerated sausage mouth, which, once laughed, almost cracked to the base of the back ear.

Fortunately, he doesn't tell jokes as nervously as a clown.

"Warriors, I've already arranged food and lodging for you, please come with me."

The village chief walked ahead and led them into the village.

Bai Youwei walked and looked around - when she stood on the hillside and looked at it, she didn't feel it, but when she entered the village, she found that the houses here were scattered, a little far away, and none of them were connected.

The villagers are friendly, a few of them smile and nod to them, children chase and fight in the streets, and young people, even the older ones, water the flowers, sweep the yards, and dry their clothes in front of the door.

The whole atmosphere is nice, warm and pleasant, full of life.

Looking at it this way, Bai Youwei couldn't see any suspicions related to werewolves.

Before you know it, you have reached the center of the village.

There is a circular wishing fountain with a sculpture of a man and a woman in the middle of the water.

"Who are they?" Hans asked the village chief, "Why is there such a statue in the village?" ”

"Oh...... This is the ancestor of our village. The village chief looked up at the sculpture, then closed his eyes and bowed his head in a very respectful and reverent manner.

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a mountain covered with aconitum grass, and the human race and the werewolf tribe lived on opposite ends of the mountain, and they hated each other and often fought each other.

However, the warriors of the human race, and the princess of the werewolf race, in this situation, the love that sprouted, they loved each other deeply, did not want to separate, and finally were expelled by the tribe, the warrior brought the princess here, and established his own village, that is, our werewolf village. ”

So that's it......

After listening to Bai Youwei, she felt that the name of the village didn't seem to be so relevant, and with the extra points of the love legend, it felt quite romantic.

The village chief sighed heavily, "Originally, our werewolf village was very prosperous, with not only the wisdom and diligence of humans, but also the sensitivity and strength of werewolves, and even the lifespan was far beyond that of ordinary humans, perhaps it was because it was too jealous that our village was cursed!" Every night, a villager is killed by a werewolf! ”

Everyone nodded knowingly.

This is supposed to be the background of the game, explaining why one of the villagers turns into a werewolf every night, and it turns out that it is because of the curse.

The village chief said, "Some houses have been vacated recently, and the warriors can live at will, please go this way." ”

He took Bai Youwei and Shen Mo, as well as Hans and the others, to a hut, opened the door, and bent down to make a "please" gesture.

Shen Mo walked in.

Inside is an ordinary dwelling with stone beds, wooden tables and chairs, and some simple pots and pots.

After sweeping around, he didn't see Bai Youwei following up, he turned to look out the door.

Bai Youwei was standing at the door, her expression a little strange.

"What's going on?" Bai Youwei furrowed her eyebrows, turned her head and asked the village chief, "Why can't I get in?" ”

"You can only live one person in each house." The village chief grinned and explained good-naturedly, "This is for everyone's safety, and the werewolves will choose a house to attack at night, and there are many people and more sacrifices." ”

"What are these words?" Bai Youwei retorted, "More people are safer!" If there is a group of people in the house, is it possible that you can't deal with a wolf? ”

The village chief's expression suddenly became subtle, as if he was a little stunned, a little surprised, a little confused, and a little ...... embarrassed, probably because he had never been so barred.

"No one can deal with werewolves." The village chief coughed low and said, "The roar of a werewolf can frighten people, even the bravest warriors, in front of werewolves, strength and speed will become vulnerable......