Chapter Twenty-Six: The Ancient Village

There are many places reported by the ghost envoy, and after pondering for a while, he began to eliminate those places that are slightly less likely, and then judge which one to go first according to the distance.

Shuangtong Ridge and Beirong Mountain, the distance is comparable, and the possibility is also greater; after deciding, the foot of the mountain rushed towards the two places like a wind.

About three or four hundred miles away, a mountain came to this hill, the trees on the mountain look like a pair of eyes from a distance, so the name is 'Shuangtong Ridge'; a mountain on duty above the stars, also saw here, there is a very small and very closed village here, the villagers in the village are relatively simple and at the same time very feudal, more distant slavery ideology is deep-rooted.

Women have three outlines and five constants, and men stand up to the sky.

About an hour of effort, a mountain came to the nearby hillside, people have not been close to a mountain to smell a bad smell, has not been in contact with before, but the fairy energy feedback to their feelings is uncomfortable, do not like.

Walking on the sparse forest and sparse sheep intestine path, the original traces of cultivation have been blurred, the crops have been abandoned, and this piece of land has gradually returned to the embrace of nature.

It was nearly evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun could not find this half of the hillside, and the world was already dark around the mountain.

"Roar!" Suddenly, the beast-like attack rushed towards the outsider, Yitong reacted quickly, the scabbard was horizontal, and the arm was in front of him, and the beast frantically tore at the scabbard of the mountain, but because of the bad mouth, it broke a few front teeth.

"Khoo!" the blade of the sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the sword shimmered silver, cutting off one of the beast's arms, and stopping the beast's atrocity.

"Is it a person?" After careful observation, he came up with a subjective conjecture that this person was covered with hair, dirty and didn't know where he had been rolling for a long time, like a very poor wild monkey.

"There is no consciousness at all...... "Yidong's divine sense swept down this wild man slightly, the three souls and six spirits didn't know where to lose them, and the people at the moment were just doing some instinctive animal needs in the body.

Without further ado, a mountain of divine consciousness swept through the entire mountain, and there were meager spiritual senses hiding somewhere a few hundred meters away.

Carrying the wild man, a mountain walked towards the direction he had predicted, and before the person arrived, there was a little smell of porridge wafting, and it was indeed a long time since he touched his stomach, although he did not feel hungry, but he was a little empty.

"Roar, roar, roar, ......" The wild man was obviously also attracted by this scent, and after a few roars, several figures appeared on the opposite side.

The few people who came were all women, and the women hurried here around coarse cloth dresses, and when they saw the wild man, they knew each other: "Isn't this the Tieshan of the house next door?" I haven't seen him for a month, and the Chunling in his family is about to break down, hurry up and help him back...... Who's this next?" said one of the women, who was three or five thick, stepped forward, looked up and down, and then said to the sisters beside her.

"Forget it, this lad come in and sit down. "Seeing that Yitong didn't look like a heinous bad person, everyone didn't suspect it, and directly led Yitong home.

Following the pace of the villagers, Yitong went deep into the village, it turned out that there was a hole in this small space, and the villagers used all the space that could be effectively used in the space of the cave and the tree house.

"Aunt Yan, you're back, huh...... Who are those two behind you?" asked a woman in the hollow.

"One doesn't know, but the other is a hero of our village, don't you know?" the village woman explained the information of Yiyu and the wild man very simply.

After thinking for a moment, it was inevitable that there would be some doubts in his heart, was the hero of their village a wild man?

"He's an earboy, how can he do this? Hurry up, Aunt Village is behind, I'll lead him over." The woman decisively broke Ichizu's guess, and the villagers gathered and watched the wild man with a worried and puzzled expression, and then the wild man was taken away in a swollen circle.

Ichitong followed him as if he had been forgotten by everyone, and the deeper I went, the more I could feel the deep uneasiness in the bottom of Ichito's heart.

"O gods...... Bless my people through this matter safely, my son has heroically gone to the demon god to sacrifice...... "The old woman dressed like a witch asked the gods to do the trick there, and said nonsense that I don't know where I heard it.

"Please bless us, gods!" The people around him folded their palms on their chests, and their expressions were extremely reverent.

Yitong's eyes swept down everyone, piety is true, but there is no trace of faith here, and naturally there is no halo of patronage, everything is a play on the spot.

"Ah...... Ah...... "I don't know what kind of ghost and god method, the villagers believe in the old woman."

"Stop deceiving. When Yitong couldn't bear it, he stopped him.

"Bold, who dares to interrupt the sacrifice?!" the old woman stared at her, her eyes looked like she was eating people, and the villagers were also locked up.

"I don't know who taught you what you said, a blind performance like you with no teacher and no way will only anger the heavens, no wonder the ghost envoy spoke to me, saying that there is no even the underworld here. "Naturally, Yitong will not be afraid of these mountain villagers, and it is his nature to be honest.

"You are presumptuous...... I have taught this to my mother in a dream from heaven, you little hairy child knows a fart! Who is he, what kind of child is he, why haven't I seen him?" the old woman scolded angrily.

"About half a month ago, did a person who was similar to me in a black robe appear?" Yitong asked to himself, the old woman was still roaring on one side, and she didn't care what this girl was asking.

"Ignorant and ignorant. The cloak sword was thrown out of its scabbard, and the altar in front of it cracked, and from inside oozed a black cloud.

"Bastard!" the old woman was even more annoyed, and she didn't care about her own strength and Yitong's strength, the whole person pounced, Yitong cloaked the old woman, and turned to one side, and the old woman fell to the ground, complaining.

Yitong approached the altar, sniffed carefully, and said with an unnatural face: "Blood and water mixed with feces, what kind of sacrificial method is this?"

"Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?"

"I've already made my intentions clear, auntie, you don't have a very good memory. ”

"You're the first outsider to come to our village in so many years, and no one else has been here before!" roared the old woman.

"What about the men in your village?" asked Ichizu.

"Men! it's all dirty stuff, we don't need this kind of stuff in our village!"

"Then where did you come from? Could it be that you all jumped out of the stones?" asked Yi Yu with an expressionless face.

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