"You're not hiding something, are you?

"Do you want to go into our village and see if we can hide people?"

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"I'm sorry, but we don't have the right to bring people from other villages in. ”

As soon as the woman's words fell, another man's voice rang out.

"Oh, it's all right, let him in and see what is going on in Nightingale Village. ”

The man's voice was old, not at the usual pace, and his words were still old-fashioned, but the man's voice did not make Dildedo feel drowsy at all, on the contrary, he felt as if he had fallen into a cold cellar, and a heavy ancient book was smashed down, and the book let out a palpitating sigh the moment it was reclosed. The man's voice was like the sigh of a dead man from beginning to end.

The others seemed to be frightened by the sudden voice, and together they looked at the source of the voice, and it was a bald man in a black witch robe, in fact, there was not a single hair on his face except for his eyelashes, and there was a semi-curved tattoo on each of his cheeks, and the red lines connected the corners of his eyes and mouth.

Diredo couldn't tell the wizard's actual age, his face had no conspicuous wrinkles, but his facial muscles were loose and drooping. What's even stranger is that the wizard has been here for a while, but it wasn't until he spoke that Diledo realized his presence.

"This guy can't have cast 'ignore him' magic on me, is he?" Diredo thought.

Just as he was stunned, the wizard spoke again, this time clearly talking to him.

"Do you have the courage to come in and take a look?" the wizard asked in a smirk-not-smirking tone.

"What's not to dare to do here?"

Dildeau replied without thinking. I saw the wizard smile, still the same sneer as if the treacherous plan had succeeded, but the smile was fleeting, and Diredo blinked his eyes, and the wizard looked at the woman in the lead with a blank face.

"Then, Silris, let you take the messenger to the village and have a look. ”

As soon as he said this, the wizard left on his own. The few people who had been arguing with Diredo before watched him as if they were stupid, until the wizard's figure disappeared completely, and their faces still had expressions of despair.

"Hey!" a sigh and the sound of the bell that followed called back the souls of several people.

"Come with us. The woman, known as Silres, gestured to Dildedo, then turned and walked back the way she had come.

Soon after, Diredo followed them to the nightingale village where he had never set foot before. When he was about to reach the entrance of the village, he subconsciously slowed down his pace, and from his current position, there was no significant difference between the villages of the nightingale and the night owl, and the houses here were still dominated by treehouses, but Dilledo just felt that something was wrong.

"You'd better keep up with us. Seeing that he was walking slower and slower, Sirreth couldn't help but remind, "Otherwise, others will treat this place as an enemy and be shot as a hedgehog, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

This man's mother-in-law! He took two quick steps to catch up with Silres, and then unconsciously slowed down.

The village seems a bit lifeless.

Diredo suddenly realized that something was wrong. Take the trees that support the houses, for example, many of which look a little listless, and before winter, there are already a large number of yellow leaves on the trees, and the more you advance into the village, the more strange things Diredo will see. When he came to the clearing of the square in the nightingale village, the sight that appeared before his eyes almost startled him.

The square of Nightingale Village is lined with tents of all sizes. The tents were actually made up of branches and leaves, and a gust of wind could lift them up from the ground, but there were one or two dying figures in these "houses" that were difficult to shelter from the wind and rain, and when Diredo passed through the chaotic "residential area", he could not only smell the stench of feces, but also feel the people in the house looking at him with almost dying eyes.

What was most unbearable to Dildeor was the way some of the children looked at him, and all their strength and the last remaining vitality seemed to converge on their eyes, but their wide open eyes were also full of morbid ingredients—the whites of their eyes were visibly yellow, and there was no trace of sparkle in their eyes.

"It looks like it's crowded, they'...... Why do you live like this?" asked Diredo.

"They were sick because of the curse. Silreth glanced at Dildedo as if she were looking at an idiot.

"In order to take care of these people, we had to put them together. ”

"But this kind of thing can't stand the wind and rain at all?" Diledo couldn't help but question.

"Oh, most people don't survive when the weather changes, don't you do that?"

"Huh?" Diredo was stunned for a moment, but then his gaze was fixed on another scene in the square. I saw that on the empty side of the square, there were some people sitting around a corpse, these people looked very sad, some were crying in depression, and some were silently praying to the heavens. Diredo knew it was a ritual for the Sentry Arrow Clan to say goodbye to the dead, but he was puzzled as to why a few bow-wielding men were dangling around them.

"Your farewell ceremony is still about the guards?"

"Some families may resist cremation. Silreth replied lightly.

"Cremation?" Dildeau was taken aback, when did the Sentry Arrow have such a custom? Wasn't it believed in burials in the woods after death?

"That's surprising?"

Silreth asked, "Isn't that what you guys are like there?"

"I ...... I do not know. ”

Dildedo replied, bewildered, "I was out for a long time. ”

"Oh, an outsider. No wonder they'll let you come over and negotiate. Sirreth snorted contemptuously, and the meaning of her words was not difficult to understand, because Drydo was an outsider who didn't care too much about life and death, so the guys from the Night Stalker's faction asked him to do such a kind of death-seeking errand.

Dildedo could not understand the meaning of the woman's words, and his mouth immediately pouted, but the thought that he was visiting the nightingale's village as a so-called "messenger" immediately restored his comical expression. It's a pity that Sirreth still caught a glimpse of the change in Diledo's expression, she sneered, and continued: "For the sake of my current mood is not too bad, I will explain the situation here to you." ”

"I heard that it all stemmed from the curse of the Rich family. Every season of the unfortunate death of the Rich family, curses will befall some people in the form of diseases. ”