The country of Shura, this is a word mentioned by Meng Lian, referring to the country where people like them live, and there are a total of seven Shura countries in the world, named after greedy wolf, giant gate, Lucun, Wenqu, Lian Zhen, Wuqu, and broken army, and its capital is also named after the country.

Seven nations are located in the vicinity of seven volcanoes, each with some subtle differences in customs and culture, but not led by a king or emperor.

In the Shura Kingdom, people are divided into two kinds, one is called the Blue Blood, who is the real ruler of the Seven Great Shura Kingdoms, and it is said that he lives in the sky like a god and never descends to the ground, Qiu Wuyi feels that the so-called Blue Blood does not necessarily exist, and it may be a god image erected by the ruler.

The second type of people are called the red-blooded people, that is, the many Shura people who live on the earth, and the ranks of the Shura people are also divided into upper and lower levels, the more noble and the more powerful ones are called citizens, and the citizens have the power to lead villages and towns, and even the country, and those who are ruled by citizens are called the lower people.

Regarding the history of the land of Shura, it was not for Meng Lian to explain clearly, she only knew that her ancestors had lived in the same village for generations, and she had also passed on the craftsmanship of blacksmiths from generation to generation, and everything in the world was taken for granted to her.

Qiu Wuyi sometimes feels a kind of irony, a warrior like Meng Lian should be able to belong to the third level or above in the earthquake country, and she will be feared by ordinary townspeople like a tiger when she walks in the town, but in the country of Shura, she is just a citizen of an ordinary village.

Meng Lian was right, the desert had indeed come to an end, but the scorching weather had not improved at all, only slightly better than in the desert.

Stepping on the condensed red soil, Qiu Wuyi's mood was a lot more relaxed, it was too hard to travel in the desert, next time, if there was a next time, at least the appropriate shoes should be ready, it was Meng Lian who walked beside Qiu Wuyi, the things she was carrying were much heavier than Qiu Wuyi, but the speed of the journey was still faster than him.

"Is your village nearby?"

Qiu Wuyi remembered that Meng Lian had said something similar, but there seemed to be no village in sight from here.

"Not far ahead, our village is in a low-lying ditch, where the land is better, where you can grow a lot of black potato beans and there are hot spring wells. ”

When it came to her hometown, Meng Lian's words also increased, she had given up in the middle of the desert, and she didn't expect to be able to return here at that time, but now seeing this familiar scene, her heart is inevitably a little sour.

Sure enough, Qiu Wuyi looked in the direction Meng Lian pointed, and there was indeed a large area of black pressed things over there, which should be the so-called black potato beans, which were also crops used as food in Boiling Spring Village.

The low roar of the demonic beast came from the mountain not far away, and there were many mountains nearby, in addition to the red ones, there were also black mountains, and the roar of the demonic beast seemed to be a little closer to the village, and it was a huge guy when he heard the sound.

"What's that called, is there any danger?"

Qiu Wuyi glanced at Meng Lian, and she seemed to be used to roaring at demonic beasts.

"Don't you have it over there? Ah, yes, it seems that there is none, I heard that there is no one in the country of integrity, there is a ranch in our village, and there are long-armed bears, and we use them as mounts. ”

After getting along for so many days, Meng Lian was very surprised by Qiu Wuyi's "ignorance" in some aspects, but she didn't think there was anything wrong, because even Shi Tian, a citizen in the village who held great power, didn't know much about the affairs of other countries.

Qiu Wuyi nodded, it sounds like it should be a carnivorous demonic beast, it is estimated that the feed is all kinds of demonic beast meat that ordinary Shura people can't eat directly, there are still a lot of these things, so it seems that the village should not have fallen to the point of worrying about food and clothing, and it can finally have a full stomach.

Walking along the downhill red earth, Qiu Wuyi found that there was actually a road under his feet, a rough road that was stepped on by countless people, and once it rained, it would turn into a large area of mud, but it was unknown whether it would rain in such a place.

Finally, a small shadow appeared below the red clay slope, and Meng Lian's footsteps began to speed up when he saw the shadow.

It is Meng Lian's hometown, and it is said that because there are a few good hot springs, it is called Boiling Spring Village.

Although the outline of Boiling Spring Village could be seen, the road was still far away, and it took nearly an hour for the two to approach the entrance of the village.

The first thing Qiu Wuyi saw was dozens of extremely crude huts, which may have not been built with long-term habitation in mind, and some were even similar to camping tents. As for the materials of the houses, they are even more strange, and the better ones will build walls with clods of earth and stone, and most of the roofs have no bricks or tiles, and there are no thatch, only pieces of hard-dried animal skins stacked on top of them.

It was good, some of the rough houses had no walls, a few strange branches propping up their four corners, and a piece of animal skin on top of it.

Although rough, there is a rather eye-catching decoration in Boiling Spring Village, that is, skulls, almost every household has a few sun-dried monster skulls in front of the door, which should be a boast of martial arts.

All the Shura people are all martial, respected by the powerful, but never blindly obeyed, every strong person may face sudden challenges at all times, in such a harsh environment this is also a natural development, only the strong can lead the people to live here, and like a beast, the strong are defeated by the stronger, and replace the new leader.

When Meng Lian arrived at the entrance of the village, he suddenly took a deep breath, opened his mouth and let out a long roar, which shook the dilapidated houses for a while, and even Qiu Wuyi was a little worried, not knowing if she would damage these houses.

"It's my sister!"

"Sister Lian is back!"

Within a moment, a few small heads poked out of several different rooms, which should be some children, and they ran out with joy when they saw Meng Lian.

The oldest of these children may only be seven or eight years old, and the younger ones are not much smaller, without exception, they all wear metal masks of different shapes, and the children ask questions around Meng Lian, but they don't dare to approach Qiu Wuyi.

Only those who prove their strength with their strength are qualified to show their true faces, and it is impossible for the weak to take off their masks for the rest of their lives, because they do not have enough strength, and it is a great shame for a subordinate to be forcibly removed, on the contrary, if they obtain the qualification to abandon the mask by strength, the subordinate will be promoted to citizenship and become the ruling class in the kingdom of Shura.

Qiu Wuyi was also secretly glad that he had picked up a mask.

"Have all the people gone to cultivate? Where is the adult?"

Meng Lian asked a child.

"They all went to cultivate, and the adults also went to cultivate, only if we stayed in the village, they wouldn't be able to come back until the evening. ”

One of the largest children replied that even though the real smiling face was hidden under the mask, the children still maintained their innocence.

In the land of Shura, everyone is crazy about power, so except for the necessary production, the daily life of all Shura people is endless training, fighting.

"I haven't seen you, are you Sister Lian's husband?"

Suddenly, a very young child bit his finger and timidly approached Qiu Wuyi.

"Don't be foolish, he is a traveler from a foreign country, he came to our village to rest for a few days, and then he is about to go to the royal capital, we just met by chance on the road. ”

Meng Lian snapped the child's mask, and his voice suddenly rose higher, but he didn't feel embarrassed by it, but Qiu Wuyi was speechless for a while.

"It's a pity, if Sister Lian gives birth to a child, I won't be the youngest, my mother said that Sister Lian is the strongest woman in the village, and she will definitely give birth to the most courageous child. ”

The child was also open-mouthed, and suddenly a burst of laughter broke out, which soon dispersed.

Qiu Wuyi could only deal with it with silence, the folk customs of the country of Shura were indeed much more open than those of the four countries on the mainland, and many topics could be discussed freely and without restraint.

"Go to my house first, and when the adults come back, I must give him the ore I have brought back, and tell him about you, and I think he will welcome you, too." ”

was joking with the child for a while, and Meng Lian's attitude towards Qiu Wuyi did not change in the slightest, and the two walked to a small stone house.

The stone house is already a high-end house in Boiling Spring Village, and they don't have a lock, Meng Lian opened the door with a light push, and made a gesture to let Qiu Wuyi enter.

Qiu Wuyi followed, and crossed the threshold of the door of the house, it was very dark inside, only a small window, and he could barely see a set of blacksmith tools, such as furnaces, forging anvils, etc., which had not been used for a while since the master was not at home.

There were no beds in the house, only a few stacked hides barely counted as beds, and there were no decorations for girls, and some strips of dried meat and even dried fish hung along the walls, which showed that even in the deserts and near the volcanoes, there was a source of water for fish to thrive, and people lived because of this.

"It seems that I am the only one who survived this trip. ”

Meng Lian looked at the window and was stunned for a while, slammed her fist on the solid wall, clenched her teeth fiercely, her shoulders shook, she turned her back to Qiu Wuyi, and Qiu Wuyi didn't know if she was crying.

"I saw you make a cut on a stake when you entered the village, and there was only one notch on it, is that the reason?"

Qiu Wuyi remembered a trivial incident that Meng Lian had done at the entrance of the village.

"Eight people, some looking for seeds, some looking for ore, the adults must be very dissatisfied. ”

Meng Lian sighed and began to sort out the items he was carrying, taking out pieces of ore of different colors from his backpack and placing them in different categories.

"What is the goal of the seed seeker?"

Qiu Wuyi remembered the appearance of the seeds in the traveler's bag.

"A hexagonal type of bean that is said to be able to take root in drier places. ”

"Nice stuff ......"

Qiu Wuyi secretly clenched his fists, this was the seed he had seen, that person was indeed sent out by Boiling Spring Village, but unfortunately it fell short.

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