"Wake up..... Wake up....."

"Village Chief.......

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Who?" The man slowly opened his eyes, "It's so noisy......"

"Village Chief!" The voice rang out again: "He's awake!" ”

"........" is hazy in the eye, and there is no figure "who is ......"

It took a while for the man to get rid of the powerlessness that bound him, and his mind gradually cleared.

The voice in your head?

Standing up, I looked around and saw an unfamiliar landscape.

Look at the emptiness around you, where is this? The voice in his head just called him the village chief?

Who is he? I can't think of it, my brain is blank, I look at myself carefully, the clothes on my body are shabby, and my hands are dirty.

There should be a village in this place, it is not like a place without people, beautiful scenery, clear streams.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, the man walked along the stream, he needed a place to stay.

The village was born and decayed by the water, and the water of this stream is crystal clear, and the sun shines in, and there is a shadow under the stone. The nearby villages must be prosperous.

After a while, the man saw the village in front of him, small and scattered.

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly" The goal was close at hand, and the man also quickened his pace.

After a while, the man arrived at the gate of the village, where there was a man-high boulder, a strong pen, and several large characters carved on the boulder.

"Lufeng Village?"

The sun was shining, probably noon, and the shadows were short, following closely behind.

The strange thing is that when it is bustling, the streets are deserted and empty.

"What's going on?" The man was a little surprised.

Not only that, but the man found that there was an extra line of words above the village gate at this time: Lufeng Village lv1. Not only that, but there are also similar words on the top of other buildings:

Blacksmith Lv. 1, Tavern Lv. 1, Judicial Yuan Lv. 1,....... There is also the village chief's house lv1, and the grocery store lv0 is particularly conspicuous among them!

"What kind of place is this!" The man was even more puzzled, those words didn't seem to exist physically, as if they were floating in the air out of thin air?

The tavern should be the most crowded place, with a glimmer of hope, the man came to the tavern, the wind blew the wine flag, there was no one inside, the blacksmith shop, the judicial court, the grocery store........ It's all empty, it's so weird!

"Anyone!" Can anyone tell him what's going on. The man roared into the street in a frenzy

"......" was still silent

"Hello?"

“......“

The man gave up.....

After sorting out his thoughts for a while, he decided to look at the strange words first.

I found a stone to step on, stepped on it and finally reached the wall, turned over, the word on the village gate was close at hand, hesitated for a while, and the man carefully waved the word with thatch.

The words dispersed like a white mist, and when they were calm, they returned to their original state, and the man waved the thatch away, and the words scattered lightly. The wind blew, but the words remained the same, and after several experiments, the man understood that the word did not hurt.

Although it was still a strange word, he couldn't figure out the reason at this time.

Turning over, let's take a look at the village.

The village is not big, but there is nothing lacking, and if there are people, this should be a lively place.

Time flies, and by the time the sun sets, the man has figured out the structure of the village.

The burning clouds changed in the sky, and "it's getting late," the man muttered, "Fill your stomach first," and fruit trees were planted in the northwest corner of the village

"It should be enough for a while" There is a lot of fruit on the tree, and "this village ....." is too weird, empty, inexplicable words. "Forget it, I'll spend the night outside today" The man scratched his head in annoyance, "Let's take a look at the situation first"

As night fell, the man lit a bonfire, and the neighborhood was quiet, except for the crackling of flames.

There are no living creatures - one of the conclusions that the man came to at the end of the day.

Leaning against the trunk of the tree, absorbing the temperature of the flames, he looked at the wine bowl in his palm, which was found when sorting out the dead grass, and the inexplicable word "wine bowl" underneath.

Flames dance in the night, the colors of the stars burning, splashing sparks, falling wishes.

The man was busy all day, and the irresistible fatigue hit, and the firelight reflected the man's face, and he fell asleep quickly.

"Village chief, village chief......." The voice in his head sounded again.

"The village chief is really back!" Caper sounds

"Village Chief, welcome back!" Middle aged?

"Village Chief, it's great to see you!"

.............

A warm force enveloped the man, and while he was half asleep and half awake, the man felt that these voices were so warm....... It's different from the noise of the day.

"Village Chief, welcome back!" It's a gentle voice

"The village chief?" The man was dazed

"Me?"

The night was quiet, the burning stars dimmed, remaining in the night, a lonely moon, the faint light around, the cold moonlight hit this jungle, leaving a shadow on the man's face, and the night was still long.

A good night's sleep.