A new group of people came, and all of them were demon clans, although their appearance was different from the human race, but some of the older villagers still had an impression of these demon clans, and after these demon clans arrived here, most of them just rested here.

After all, in this area full of Heavenly Peaks, there will be countless strange things appearing every night, killing them, eliminating them, and sometimes they are overwhelming, and they can't afford to consume them at all.

And the only safe place in this place is the area covered by the mountain village.

When the demon clan arrived, there were elderly people, who took them to see the temple and Zhu, and when they entered the mountain ghost Niangniang Temple, they saw Meng Yi and the three-eyed demon mother first, as well as Qin Yang who came out of the back hall.

"Yo, Centipede Patriarch, it's really a place in life where you don't meet, and I can see you here, fate. ”

At the first glance of the meeting, Qin Yang immediately bowed his hand and greeted him with a smile, as if everything had never happened before, but two people who were not familiar with each other met again occasionally.

The centipede patriarch had a gloomy face, his eyes were red, and when he saw the three people in front of him, the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, and he couldn't suppress it.

"It's great that you're still alive......"

The gloomy murderous intent came out of the centipede patriarch's teeth, and he couldn't help but make a move on the spot and kill these three guys first.

The kobold monster following behind him, but his face was full of horror, and he hurriedly hugged the centipede patriarch from behind.

"My lord, don't do anything. ”

The centipede patriarch gasped, his teeth creaked, and he stared at the three of them with red eyes, and the breath that was about to explode slowly calmed down.

"Okay, very good, demon mother, I wanted to crush your slut's head, and Meng Yi, you deserve to die too, I invited you to come, I didn't let you frame me, especially Qin Yang, boy, if you have the ability, don't leave this village in your life, otherwise, you will definitely know what life is better than death!"

"Patriarch of the dragon, I don't understand what you said, you were like killing me before, I don't want to be killed by you, can't I commit suicide? Who would have thought, Ying Long's great god opened the net and let me survive, what about the predecessors, I was also sent to death in confusion, what about the demon mother, who is also a heroine among women, she was killed by the neck, but she also survived, didn't you also survive? How did I provoke you?"

Qin Yang's face was pure, slowly innocent, but he sighed secretly in his heart.

The centipede patriarch's recent fortune is really a blessing, there are no taboos, he not only jumped out of the fragments of that world, but also came out of those labyrinthine black stone passages, and then he could fall into the territory of the demon clan, and gathered a bunch of dog legs.

Stuffy and rampage, he can have this kind of luck, he must have secretly picked up Ying Long's Xiang and ate it secretly.

The centipede patriarch also ignored Qin Yang and took people to rest on the other side.

Seeing that this thing was iron-hearted and not ready to fight, he was waiting to kill them when he left this safe zone, and Qin Yang didn't bother to say anything.

"Rest here, and I'll go out for a walk. ”

Dropping a word, Qin Yang left the Mountain Ghost Temple.

Fang just went to the back, I wanted to talk to Miao Zhu, who wanted to even find the shadow of Miao Zhu, it seems that this mysterious Miao Zhu is not going to have too much contact with them, Qin Yang is going to go around the village and talk to those villagers.

They have been rooted here for generations, and there are many things about this place that the villagers who have not studied will definitely know some of them.

Outsiders can't get to know more about this place than the locals.

The taboos and stories that the elders pass on by word of mouth, and there is always some valuable information in the taboos and stories told to the younger generations.

During the day, there were not many people left in the village, all of them were old and weak women and children, but all those who had a little strength, teenagers, would follow them to work in the fields, and work hard.

Qin Yang thought about it, and came to the door when the man was not at home and only his wife and children were left, which was really inappropriate, so he simply went directly to the farmland outside the village to find someone.

In the fields outside the village, the villagers are busy cultivating and preparing for a new round of planting.

Qin Yang wanted to ask something, but people might not have time, seeing that the old man who led them into the village was still in the field, Qin Yang simply carried a hoe and walked to the field.

"Uncle, I'll help you. ”

"What are you doing here?"

"Didn't we spend the night in the village, gold and silver goods are useless to you, and we can't take advantage of them in vain, it just so happens that I still have the strength to help the uncle reclaim some farmland, and talk about my heart, uncle, don't stop me." ”

Qin Yang was carrying a hoe, like a straw, and the old man wanted to stop it.

"Don't, there's no reason to let the guests do it. ”

"Uncle, don't look at my fine skin and tender meat, I'm not a pampered person, I'm also a good hand at farm work, uncle, you go to rest, this piece of land is given to me, I'll finish it for you in a while." ”

Dropping a sentence, Qin Yang buzzed with the hoe dance, and the progress of turning the soil was visibly accelerated by the naked eye.

The old man stood there looking at Qin Yang's speed, opened his mouth, and then smiled, not saying anything.

The people of the peasant family are the most laborious people who do farm work, and they must also be treated carefully, and the harvest of one year is the ration of the next year, and they must not be sloppy.

It only took Qin Yang half an hour to turn over the farmland of the old man's house, and when he saw that there were already other farmers next door, he glanced at it from time to time, and Qin Yang smiled.

"Everyone, you all go back, busy with other things, your land, all handed over to me, I will reclaim it for you, it is the farming, a little more time, you may be able to make more preparations, and the harvest will be better by then." ”

Qin Yang dropped this sentence, didn't talk nonsense, and directly continued to wield a hoe to reclaim.

Those villagers, seeing that Qin Yang was so enthusiastic, couldn't find anything wrong with their work, thinking that there were indeed a lot of other jobs, so they went to work on other things.

A moment later, in a large area of farmland, when Qin Yang was the only one left, Qin Yang took off a handful of hair and threw it out casually, and in the blink of an eye, a large number of doppelgangers fell in the farmland.

"Let's get to work. ”

The strongest clone can indeed only be transformed into one, but if he wants to turn into a bunch of three-element realm clones, hundreds of them are still easy.

The clones all had bitter faces, each picked up the iron material thrown by Qin Yang, turned it into a hoe with his hand, and rushed to the field to turn over the ground.

After more than an hour, the fields that should be turned over were all turned over, and Qin Yang helped them reclaim a large area of wasteland, and then dug out a canal to attract distant river water through the farmland.

When the sky had begun to darken a little, Qin Yang returned to the village, and those villagers who were busy with other work also returned to the village, eating and chatting, and some people insisted on pulling Qin Yang to their house for dinner.

Qin Yang followed the situation, and after eating a little at random, after he was full of wine and food, a bunch of old men sat there drinking tea and chatting, and Qin Yang began to ask about something.

The people in the village are simple, and they help with the work, but they just ask some stories, and no one is embarrassed to hide them.

"Little brother, in fact, what you want to ask, Miao Zhu has said, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, but it is not a big secret. The old man knocked the cigarette pouch pot, and Qin Yang helped him light it.

"What about me, first, I am curious, second, I have indeed encountered danger before, I also want to know what's going on, have a preparation, uncle, if you want to say it conveniently, just mention me one or two. ”

"There has always been a legend in the village, at night, it will be very dangerous outside, some people who want to leave the village, after leaving, they never come back, there will be monsters in the south at night, and there is said to be a strange quagmire in the north, I heard the temple talk about it, there is called the Sorrowful Swamp, from time to time there is a mournful sound, ordinary people walk up, it is fine, but if anyone is angry in the Sorrowful Swamp, that ordinary land, will turn into a swamp, swallow people into it. ”

The old man took a sip of dry tobacco and persuaded him earnestly.

"Little brother, I can see that the old man has a good heart, and I also know that you want to go to the Sorrowful Swamp, but that place is too dangerous, don't go if you can, if you can't go, if you really have something, just go and ask for the temple, he knows the most, and he will definitely be able to help you." ”

"I think back then, when my grandfather was still alive, I heard my grandfather talk about ......"

Qin Yang took out some strong spirit wine, poured it for these big men, and after a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere became warm, and after someone started up, everyone was not embarrassed.

Everything you say and I say, all kinds of legends and stories, mysterious, incredible, all of them, Qin Yang wrote them all down seriously.

It wasn't until it was completely dark, and everyone in the village came looking for them, that the conversation ended.

The villagers went home to rest, and Qin Yang also returned to the Mountain Ghost Temple with the harvest.

In the mountain ghost temple, the two sides were still facing each other, Meng Yi sat cross-legged, quietly pranayama, Qin Yang entered the door, and heard the three-eyed demon mother instigating the centipede dragon patriarch.

"These are all treasures, do you dare to move? You weren't very domineering in the past, what veins you found, they all said that they belonged to your centipede clan, do you dare to touch them today?"

"Demon Mother, you'd better never leave here!"

Seeing this, Qin Yang hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the Three-Eyed Demon Mother.

"Demon mother, this kind of little trick, don't play it, the centipede patriarch is not stupid, if he didn't know that these treasures couldn't be touched or taken, he would have taken them a long time ago, after all, we are from the same place, the most important thing is to work together to leave, if there are any grievances, let's talk about it, don't continue to fight now." ”

The three-eyed demon mother was slightly stunned, but when she saw Qin Yang with her back to the centipede patriarch, her tone was blaming, but with a strange smile on her face, her eyes were staring at her, and she was crazy to give her a look.

The demon mother's heart moved, and she secretly wondered, what bad idea did Qin Yang have?

After thinking about it, he snorted coldly and sat there silently.

Qin Yang turned around and bowed his hand to the centipede patriarch.

"Patriarch Centipe, forgive me, don't take anything in the village, don't take it, remember clearly, we are all people in the same boat now, don't fight first, if you want to die or live, let's go back and talk about it." ”

"Now beg for mercy, it's too late, Qin Yang, you'd better stay here for the rest of your life, don't leave, otherwise leaving this place will be your death!"

Obviously, the centipede patriarch didn't want to stop at all, and he had to live or die.

"Why bother......" Qin Yang sighed meaningfully, he really didn't want to be held back by others when he hadn't found a way out.

What about this, half-truths and half-falsehoods, if the centipede patriarch is really willing, if he has any grievances, Qin Yang may really be able to put aside his grievances for the time being, but unfortunately, this thing is very tough, and he has to find death.

After Qin Yang sat down, he glanced at the people in the team of the dragon patriarch, and sat there silently meditating, anyway, no one dared to do it here, and if he did, it would not only be a matter of one person, but it might affect everyone.

In the second half of the night, the ko-headed monster who was practicing by the side of the centipede patriarch suddenly shook his ears and opened his eyes slightly.

Opposite them, Qin Yang and Meng Yi had disappeared.

The kobold moved his ears, keenly catching the back hall, and there seemed to be some subtle sound.

He silently urged the innate supernatural power, his ears suddenly became a little bigger, and a circle of runes of the demon clan appeared on the pinna, and the sound as thin as a mosquito became clear.

"Senior Meng, you believe me, it's absolutely right, I helped the villagers reclaim the land and help them do farm work today, and finally when an old man drank too much wine and leaked his mouth, he inquired about this secret news. ”

"Huh?"

"The things in this village have been taken out before, and the person is fine, I asked, these treasures enshrined in the mountain ghost Niangniang Temple are not touchable, after being taken away, they will return to their original location at dawn the next day, and the thieves will evaporate and disappear, but there are some, such as the treasures in the back hall, some of which can be taken away. ”

"Are you sure?"

"What do you think this is? This is what I got in the back hall, it's true, there will be absolutely no accident, why do you think I kindly reminded them today, don't take anything from the village, this kind of thing, don't let the dragon patriarch know." ”

The kobold's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he looked at the treasures on the altar, his heart was hot, and he couldn't help but get up and sneak into the back hall quietly.

When he came to the back hall, he saw that in a corner, Qin Yang was holding a bronze bell the size of a palm and a simple and rich atmosphere, groping non-stop, but before he could look more, Qin Yang had already put away the bronze bell.

The kobold monster hurriedly went back, closed his eyes and practiced again, pretending to be in a state of forgetting about things and me.

Qin Yang and Meng Yi also came back quietly and continued to sit there and meditate.

By the next day, before dawn, Qin Yang and the others had already quietly got up, restrained all their breath and movements, and left the mountain ghost temple silently, heading towards the outside of the village.

The kobold monster watched this scene quietly, wanting to remind him, but he endured it, he wanted to see if Qin Yang could take that treasure out of the village.

Waiting until it was dawn, the kobold monster hurriedly jumped up.

"They ran away!"

The centipede patriarch felt the change in his breath, opened his eyes, and saw that Qin Yang and the others had disappeared, and just sneered.

"At this time, they can't escape far, let them escape! If they don't let them escape, it will not be good to hide in the village all the time. ”

The centipede patriarch took people and prepared to pursue them unhurriedly, while the kobold monster came to the back hall by himself and looked at the location where he saw Qin Yang take the bronze bell last night.

It was empty, there was nothing, and according to legend, the legend that the stolen treasure would return to its original location at dawn the next day broke down.

The kobold's heart was pounding, and his eyes were a little red when he looked at the other treasures in the back hall.

Outside, the centipede patriarch had already called him again, and the kobold monster didn't want to share this secret, so he hurriedly took away an ornament in the back hall, put it up, and left with the centipede patriarch.