Qin Yi was in a bad mood, some people saw Qin Yi walking on the road, but no one dared to step forward to say hello, with a hint of fear in his expression.

There were already few people in the village, and the identity of Monk Qin Yi immediately spread throughout the village, which made them feel incredible, but more fearful.

Back in his courtyard, Qin Yi sat on a stone bench and poured a glass of water.

The well water was quite cold, and a trace of cold air came out of his throat, slightly reducing the irritability in Qin Yi's heart.

Originally, he had planned to leave Xishan Village after doing what he had envisioned before, but now it seems that he can't leave.

The little guy was quite alert, but when he saw that it was Qin Yi, he glanced twice, retracted his head again, lay down in the nest he had made himself, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

It's not a lazy sleep anymore, it's a sleeping god.

At this time, Qin Yi didn't have any extra mood to play with the little guy, and after taking a look, he withdrew his gaze.

"Perhaps, go find the village chief, he may know. ”

Think of it and go.

However, Qin Yi was still a little worried in his heart, the village chief had always seen the dragon in the past few months, and he didn't know if he was at home at this time.

Soon, Qin Yi came to the front of the village chief's house.

Speaking of which, the position of village chief was recommended by the villagers to the old man, but now it seems that it is more like an honorary title, because more often, the villagers don't look for him much, and they generally look for Qin Yuzhong.

is also the only Qin Yi, since the village chief came here, he often went to look for him, and when he was a child, he had only one purpose: to listen to stories.

The stories told by the village chief are always bizarre, and the villagers don't like to hear them, they prefer how to make the grain in their fields longer, how to make more money, how to live better.

The village chief's door was open, but when he walked in, he was not found.

"Village Chief, Village Chief!"

Qin Yi shouted tentatively twice, but still no one answered.

The room was divided into two sides, and on one side were two or three small rooms made of wood and stone, but they were closed at the moment.

On the other side, there is a passage in the middle, on both sides is a kitchen for cooking vegetables, one inside is the village chief's sleeping room, and behind the passage, there is a small courtyard.

Qin Yi walked towards the passage in the middle.

Originally, the passage was covered with dirt, but at this moment