Chapter 67 Beishan Village is in the world, and we are a group of farmers
This earthquake changed the terrain and moved the shape of the mountain, and the degree of intensity is rare in history.
But the location where it happened was too remote, and it belonged to the marginal area for both the human race and the nearby demon race.
This piece of mountains has always lacked aura, and there is no natural material and earth treasure to grow, so naturally there is no strong person to pay attention to.
After the earthquake, Terran officials went to Quang Binh City to inspect the damage.
It turned out that Quang Binh was far from the epicenter, and there were no other losses except for cracks in the city walls and some buildings.
The matter was dismissed.
Until a month laterβ
"W- Where did this village come from?"
Before they had even entered the range of the mountains, they saw the curling smoke rising from the foot of the mountain in the distance.
Two miles further on, you can clearly see a village backed by a mountain and facing the wilderness, where the smoke of the cooking stove originates.
Outside the village, there are large fields, vegetable gardens and orchards, and the wind blows the ears and waves.
Dozens of villagers, or bending down to work, or walking on the edge of the ridge, talking, laughing, singing, and leisurely.
The adobe houses, standing in the fence, are arranged in a regular manner, and there are as many as two or three hundred rooms as far as the eye can see.
In front of the door, chickens and dogs barked, and children frolicked.
Everything is no different from the villages near Quang Binh.
But here, it's a barren mountain far away from the city!
Several hunters and medicine farmers glanced at each other, their faces were not quite right, and they were a little pale.
They have been relying on the mountains for generations, and they know this area well, and they have never heard of any villages in the mountains.
Can an earthquake shake a village out of thin air?
Now that the landscape has completely changed, the mountain roads they were familiar with have long since disappeared, and today they are re-exploring.
As a result, as soon as I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I saw this scene, and I was really panicked.
The group did not dare to move forward, and stood in place, looking left and right, trying to find another route.
"Why don't you go back first? Maybe the next time I visit, the village will be gone. Someone weakly suggested.
The crowd was hesitating.
After the earthquake, they did not go into the mountains for a whole month, which affected their livelihoods.
I still have a wife and children to support at home.
While he was hesitating, a hunter suddenly raised his iron fork and said in a low voice: "Watch your back!" β
Everyone turned around and looked, and their scalps were numb in an instant.
In the shoulder-high barren grass, a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes slowly approached, without roaring, his eyes glowed with cold light, and his fierce aura was revealed.
The earthquake not only affected people, but many wild animals that used to live in the depths of the mountains also ran out to forage for food in the wilderness.
Although it is not a demon clan, such an adult tiger is no longer something that a few hunters can deal with.
The crowd brandished iron forks and spears and shouted loudly, trying to scare it away.
But the tiger was hungry and fierce, and still with heavy steps, continued to approach.
The hunters were still able to hold on, but several of the medicine farmers were frightened, howled miserably, turned around and fled in the direction of the village.
Even if there is a ghost village in front of you, it is better than being bitten by a tiger.
This escape immediately stimulated the beast's hunting instinct, and the tiger's front paws raised and began to pursue.
The hunters couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and fled in a hurry.
At the edge of the field, the villagers who were plowing the field looked up and saw the tiger rushing wildly, but they did not panic or run, but took the initiative to meet it.
The villagers didn't take much of a step, but they were as fast as an antelope, and in the blink of an eye, they were approaching.
"It's over, there are ghosts in front and tigers in the back." When several people saw this strange scene, they couldn't help but feel furious.
But after all, it is the tigers who are more deterrent, and they can only bite the bullet and continue to move forward.
Then, I saw a sturdy man with a hoe on his shoulder, with an arrow step, jumped two feet away, and passed by several people.
The hoe in his hand was raised high, and it was suddenly waved down with the momentum of opening the mountain, and when it happened, it smashed on the tiger's head.
With a click, the wooden handle of the hoe was overwhelmed and snapped neatly.
At the same time, the adult tiger weighing seven or eight hundred pounds on the opposite side trembled violently, and its huge head was smashed into the soil, its head broke and blood flowed, and it fell to the ground with a wail.
The man struck a blow, stood firmly in place, looked down at the half of the wooden handle in his hand, but smiled bitterly.
"It's over, I'm going to be counted down again when I go back."
The rest of the villagers hurried to the scene, and when they heard the news, they burst into laughter.
Someone grabbed the tiger's head with one hand, lifted the heavy tiger's body, and found that the tiger was still angry, so he smashed it down with a punch and beat it to death.
Then he dragged it with one hand, as if he was going to drag it all the way back to the village.
The rest of the villagers talked and laughed freely, as if this scene was extremely normal.
As for the medicine farmers and hunters, they even forgot to catch their breath and stared at the dying tiger, all of them dumbfounded and completely speechless.
There was a medicine farmer who had seen the body refiner make a move, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind at this moment.
Compared to the ethereal ghosts, there seems to be another possibility that can explain this bizarre phenomenon.
"Cultivators, cultivators!" He exclaimed.
Practitioners? The rest of the people were also suspicious and unsure.
Holding a hoe to take down an adult tiger, this power is far beyond the reach of people.
But will the cultivators still gather in this mountain to farm?
When the villagers heard this, they also shook their heads and denied: "We are not cultivators, so we have been practicing casually for a few years to exercise our muscles and bones." β
The man holding the half-cut hoe tilted his head and looked proud:
"If you want to talk about cultivators, the naughty son of my family is, he can penetrate the five-layer iron armor with one punch, and I can beat him the year before last, but now I have the heart to do it."
The last sentence seems to be complaining, but it is full of pride.
The villager who stunned the tiger with a punch was not to be outdone, "What is this, my daughter can already fly, fly ten feet high, is your son okay?" β
The two seem to be enemies, and they don't give in to each other, staring at each other with big eyes.
The hunters and medicine farmers next to them were stupid again.
These two villagers, looking very old, look like they are in their thirties, and the child is estimated to be in his early teens, can he still have such skills?
I'm afraid this is not a ghost village, but a fairy village!
There was a scar-faced hunter with a bright brain, and he was the first to react - no matter what the origin of these villagers was, this skill alone was worth his hard work.
So he knelt down neatly, and poofed one, "Thank you for saving your life." β
Seeing this, the rest of the people also knelt down and thanked them.
The villagers hurriedly helped a few people up, a little embarrassed, and explained: "Don't be like this, we are just a group of farmers, not adults." β
The scar-faced Orion got up, smiled all over his face, and said loudly a few compliments, saying that the villagers' babies are all promising, and they will definitely become great cultivators in the future.
Everyone loves to hear this kind of talk, and the villagers are also very happy, and the atmosphere is much more harmonious.
Scarface asked again:
"Dear benefactors, what is the name of this village? Why is it all of a sudden? β
"We call it Beishan Village here, and we used to be in the mountains, but we were recently shaken out by an earthquake." The man holding the half-cut hoe waved his hand and replied very smoothly, as if he had been prepared.
"This ......"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then turned their heads to look at the neat rows of houses in the village.
Hundreds of miles away in Guangping City, the city wall has been cracked by the earthquake, this village is located in the center of the earthquake, and hundreds of adobe houses can still be intact?
Everything is abnormal, and it can only be explained by "Xiancun".
As for the name Beishan Village, they had never heard of it.
However, in the depths of this vast mountain, there seems to be a piece called Beishan, because it is too far away, no one has ever been there, so it is purely a geographical concept.
Everyone looked up at the peak where the village was backing, "So Beishan was shaken here?" β
"Ugh." The man holding the half-cut hoe suddenly became a little sad, "Beishan is gone." β
"After the earthquake, we didn't know where Beishan was."