Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

"Well, good afternoon, good evening?" Di Zi'an was also a little embarrassed to be looked at like this by a group of people, with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, and the topic was also embarrassing.

"Have you eaten?"

It's a pity that the villagers looked at this young man in strange clothes for them, although he didn't look very old, but as long as he looked at the familiar fire pig next to him, and then thought of the missing Lord Wu and the boy who appeared alone and inexplicably in the cold, these villagers really couldn't give Dizi a good look, and more importantly, no one could understand the words that came out of the young man's mouth at all!

Actually forgetting this stubble, Di Zi'an patted his forehead with a headache.

The language barrier is incomprehensible. Di Zi'an could only do his best, sincerely clasped his hands together, and bowed to the villagers, hoping to make them understand what he meant, what he meant was, it was freezing cold, you are not cold standing at the entrance of the village, but I am very cold! Then, seeing that there was no reaction, Di Zi'an tentatively took a small step forward, and saw the villagers take a big step back and take a small step forward.

Then I saw the villagers scattering in a hurry, shouting as they ran, but unfortunately Di Zi'an couldn't understand what they said, otherwise he would have known that they were actually running to tell each other.

"Run, the demon has entered the village!"

In their opinion, Di Zi'an should be some kind of very rare humanoid demon, who killed the witch master of his own village, and came to the door with a fire pig, as for the bow with his hands folded, it was seen by them as a premonition before the attack - do you think about whether there is a certain country where the people have to put their palms together before dinner and say "Let's go!" If Di Zi'an can understand the thoughts of the villagers, he will not stand in place in confusion at this time.

But Di Zi'an is not without the ability to communicate with these villagers from another world, and in the case of a language barrier, what can be explained more clearly than a picture.

......

Di Zi'an was now in the largest room in the village, comfortably warming himself by the stove. There was an old man on the side who was looking at Di Zi'an in fear at this time, Di Zi'an stopped a few villagers and pulled them into the winter fantasy world, so the villagers saw the most terrifying nightmare, the most terrifying demon within a radius of a hundred miles, the human predator who came out every winter, that is, the tarantula.

Then they saw the tarantula stabbed into smoke by a pitch-black corpse, followed by the undigested corpse in the tarantula's belly and the appearance of the fire pig.

Although the villagers were happy to see the tarantula killed for a while, it didn't mean that they would welcome Di Zi'an - no matter how you look at it, Di Zi'an who can control the pitch-black bones and kill the huge tarantula should be a more terrifying and powerful demon! If this is the case, then Di Zi'an's arrival for the village can only be a wolf on the front foot and a tiger on the back foot, not to mention that the witch master of his own village has been buried in the belly of the demon, and this village is impossible to have the ability to resist such an existence.

Just as the hand that let these villagers see the illusion they discovered before, it has already made the villagers who were pulled into the illusion continue to kneel on the ground and bow down after waking up, this kind of power to reproduce yesterday is not the means that demons have?

And the people in the village have not thought of escaping, but at this moment, winter is coming, the weather is freezing, and there are all kinds of demons lurking outside the village that are preparing to forage, and leaving the village in such an environment is also a dead end.

So after the unanimous decision of several respected old men, the villagers welcomed Di Zi'an to the house where Lord Wu lived before, and Di Zi'an also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had a place to rest...... But what's the matter with this old man? Do you want to watch me sleep?, you've been shaking, do you know, you might as well go out if you're so scared, and I'll be more comfortable.

Di Zi'an had a black line, and seemed to notice Di Zi'an's gaze, and the old man trembled even more, so Di Zi'an sighed, pointed to the old man, and then pointed to the door of the room.

I didn't give anything to eat, it was really some kind of hospitality, and I didn't realize that my status in the hearts of the people in the village was roughly equivalent to that of a humanoid demon, and Dizi An muttered, although after completing the mercury promotion, he didn't need to eat to maintain his physical power, and the energy for the traveler's actions came from the supply of fire, not material food.

But again, habit is a very powerful force, even if Di Zi'an has an inhuman reality, but the past habits still make him have the need to eat and sleep, even Di Zi'an himself knows that now as long as meditation can make the body have full vitality, he will still want to sleep. Dizi stretched lazily and lay motionless in front of the stove. And what he didn't know was that the respected old men and young and strong men in the village, in other words, all the principals in the village except for the dead Wu Lord, were gathering in another room at this time to discuss important matters!

"Ma Weng, do you just let that, that one stay in the house?" asked a young man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the old man who had been trembling in the room with Di Zi'an was also in this room, and now he didn't continue to tremble, although his face was still pale,

"Qiangzi, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, what does that demon mean, can the old man still rely there to find death?" The old man was also afraid for a while, when the demon looked at himself, he didn't know if he wanted to make a mouth sacrifice, and when he pointed at himself, he really almost scared the heart attack, this kind of thing will be handed over to the young man to do in the future, in case the demon hasn't done it, it's not worth it to be scared to death first, "But I've arranged for Aso to look at that room, and report it immediately if the demon has any abnormal movements!"

"It's still Ma Weng's thoughtfulness!" a group of young villagers responded to him, and Qiangzi rolled up his sleeves, "According to me, let's strike first and hack that demon to death!" For a while, there were many young people who responded to him, and he could see the prestige of Qiangzi in their hearts.

But a sigh sounded, attracting the attention of everyone present, and everyone looked at each other,

"Village Chief, you?" Eventually, it was the strong son who broke the silence.

Everyone sat around a stove mat, the old man in the center had gray temples and a smoking gun in his hand, if the village was regarded as a person, then the young villager was his limbs, the experienced old man was his body, and the head was the village chief, and of course, the most important soul was the witch.

The village chief took a deep breath, exhaled a gray smoke, and slowly drifted away in the firelight, his dry eyes swept over the people around him, and his words were quiet, "That's a demon." No matter how many lives you take, you can't pile up demons!"

For a while, everyone fell silent, the old man among them had experienced, and the young man had heard that after the village chief took office, he had led the villagers to crusade against demons under the command of Lord Wu, and he had indeed achieved great results at first, until that winter, when the bloodthirsty demon appeared.

It was the darkest day in the whole village, the previous generation of witches was killed on the spot, and more than half of the young and strong teenagers were killed and wounded, and then every winter, the village put the hard-found meat away from the village as tribute, but even so, few people who left the village could not return, and this time, even the witch lord was killed.

The former village chief was determined to forge ahead, but since that time, it has changed as if he was a different person, and it is said that the one who died in the mouth of the demon was the village chief's lover.

Even so, the village chief still led the village through the most difficult period, and even survived until the new generation of witches grew up, but unfortunately, this witch was too young and too risky, and finally died in the mouth of the demon, leaving no inheritance. If you want to regain the inheritance of Wu, you can only go to another village dozens of miles away, and this kind of weather, let alone dozens of miles, as long as you walk out of the village, you will be dead.

After a long time, the village chief took another leisurely breath of smoke, "There is no witch village can survive such a winter, there will be more and more demons active outside with time, and someone will have to go out to pick up the firewood in the village if there is not enough firewood, and there is not much vanilla left by Lord Wu before that can be disgusted by demons." ”

One blow after another made the villagers bloodless, the village chief glanced at the strong man, this is the strongest man in their village, the strongest combat man, the strength can fight with the fierce beasts in the mountains, as long as you don't encounter too terrible demons, you can save your life and come back, like the previous tarantula, when you look at it from the combat strength, it is like that, but the disgusting thing is that it can spit deadly poison, and ordinary humans will die if they touch it, so how can they resist? So it will become the nightmare of this village for decades.

"Hadron, I know what you want to do. The village chief looked at Qiangzi with complicated eyes, this man used to be the hope of the village in his opinion, but Wu was gone, only Qiangzi alone could not support himself, Qiangzi suddenly heard his name, raised his head to look at the elderly village chief, and heard the village chief continue to say,

"You want to kill that one, but you can't kill the demons. ”

Qiangzi's arm muscles flared up, as if he was enduring something, but in the end, he couldn't help but interrupt the words of the old man he usually admired the most, "Isn't it just a demon! It's not the first time I've encountered it, and the dog before was not killed by me." ”

"And then?" the village chief asked rhetorically, and Qiangzi was stunned, "Then, then the demon died!"

"If the demons are dead, will the village survive this winter?" the village chief sighed, "Even if it's you, how many demons can you deal with, one, two?" The village's cloudy eyes looked at the strong son, and the meaning in that gaze made the strong son not even dare to take a big breath,

"Do you know how many demons there are outside the village? endless! Without witches and herbs, this village will be exposed to the demons' field of vision! How many can you stop?" The village's eyes showed a look of pain, "Demons, you can't kill them, because if you kill one, another will appear, and you will never be able to kill them again!"

"This ......" Qiangzi couldn't answer, losing the Wu Village would lose the most important lifeline, "Then you can't let the demons be in the village!"

"What if the demon can protect this village?" the village chief said in surprise, and the villagers looked at each other, and the strong son jerked back, as if thinking of something. "Village Chief, you, you want to sacrifice to demons?!"

"As long as the village can survive the winter, then what's wrong with sacrificing to demons?" the village chief said in a quiet tone, "Anyway, isn't it the same thing that has been done all these years?"

"That's different! What if the demon wants us to be sacrificed!" Qiangzi seemed to want to dispel the terrible thought of the village chief, but the village chief seemed to have made up his mind, "Then delay, drag it until the winter passes," as if he was a little tired, the village chief stood up with his cane tremblingly, and glanced at Qiangzi before leaving,

"Don't do stupid things, Qiangzi, there is no witch in this village, and we can't do without you anymore!"