Chapter 419: Migration

"Chirp...... Chirp ......" The crisp chirping of seabirds came from afar, and at a glance, several white figures were soaring in the wind on the blue sea, leisurely and at ease. Under the sun, the seaside village stands quietly, with a warm and moist sea breeze.

Shen Shi walked into the village, and had already thought of what he said to the villagers of Hongmeng, generally speaking, although the Hongbang clan lived under the Lingxiao Sect, the two sides had been at peace for many years, and there were some customary rules. On the side of the Terran monk disciples, they basically can't come on weekdays, and even fewer enter Hongbang Village, maybe Shen Shi is a special case, he has worked here for a while back then, and he is a good friend with Starfish, and most of the villagers in Hongbang Village know him.

It's just that when he approached this demon clan village, Shen Shi's heart still swelled with a somewhat strange feeling. It was a strange feeling that he had never been here before, because when he saw this village, he suddenly remembered everything that had happened in the demon world in the past few days.

The battle between the human race and the demon race, and the blood and cruelty that accompany it.

Sometimes Shen Shi also thinks about whether this will be a war with no right or wrong, and some are actually just winners and losers. It's just that in the past many years, the Red Clam Demon Clan has been living peacefully with the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect Human Race on Qingyu Island, but after experiencing the Demon Realm War, when those who had killed the Demon Clan with their own hands in the Demon Realm or had been injured by the Demon Clan, or even saw their relatives and friends die at the hands of the Demon Clan, came back, then what kind of situation would it be?

Stepping into the village, Shen Shi threw these inexplicable thoughts out of his mind, although he still felt that it would be a little strange to be with these demon clans all of a sudden, but reason told him that this place and the demon world were two different things.

It's just that the next moment, Shen Shi's body suddenly paused, standing at the entrance of Hongbang Village, his eyes swept around, but he didn't see a single villager of the Hongbang clan.

All the houses remained as they were remembered, except that there were no people.

The surroundings are unusually quiet.

Shen Shi's brows furrowed, his eyes were a little solemn, unlike others, because of his experience since childhood, he knew the red clam clan very well. Although they make a living from sea fishing, and many red clam people leave here to go to the depths of the sea every time they go out to fish, there is no one in the village, because there are still some old and weak women and children who will stay in the village. Another reason that will make the people in the village disappear quietly is probably the festival of the red clam clan. They worship and worship a strange pig-headed dragon god, and every festival day all the villagers gather around the altar in the center of the village to participate in the festival, but even then, the village will not be so quiet, and even because of the large number of people, it will probably be more noisy than usual.

Not to mention...... Today is not the day of the festival.

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Shen Shi stopped at the entrance of the village for a moment, and then took a step forward and continued to walk towards Hongbang Village, but his pace was already a little slower than before, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. However, Shen Shi didn't really look like a great enemy, although he felt that the atmosphere here in the village was a little strange, but no matter what, the Red Mussel Village was also on the Blue Fish Island under the Ling Xiao Sect, Shen Shi couldn't think of any foreign enemies who could threaten and harm the Red Mussel Clan?

Could it be that the festival day has been advanced?

Shen Shi thought so in his heart and continued to walk forward. It's just that the silence around him still continues, and every Red Mussel House he walked through looked like no one. As he went deeper and deeper, Shen Shi's face became more and more solemn, the atmosphere in this village was already very wrong, and all the Red Mussel people seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

The last hope left was to concentrate all the people on the altar side of the village, but at this time there was no such hustle and bustle as in the past festivals. Shen Shi strode over, and it didn't take long for him to reach the edge of the altar in the center of the village, and then in front of him, it was still empty.

A deathly silence permeated this empty village, and Shen Shi's heart slowly sank. He looked around, his face was solemn, and after a moment of contemplation, he walked to the altar. Originally, there was a stone statue enshrined here, carved with the god believed in by the Red Mussel clan, that is, the sea god who resembled a pig-headed dragon, but at this moment the stone statue had been broken into many pieces, and the broken large and small stones were scattered messily on the altar.

Then there were some blackened blood stains among the rocks and on the land.

The corners of Shen Shi's eyes twitched slightly, he squatted down to look at the bloodstains, and then brushed aside the stones on the ground, and soon found more and more obvious bloodstains. Large chunks of blood stained the altar in a shocking way, as if to speak silently.

Shen Shi's breathing became a little rapid, and while he was thinking in his heart, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from a certain direction in the village far behind him.

Shen Shi Huoran stood up, looked back, and saw a man walking from that direction, wearing the disciple uniform of the Ling Xiao Sect, with a calm face. He also seemed a little surprised after seeing Shen Shi, and after looking at Shen Shi, he walked over.

"Who are you?" the man asked, his tone was still gentle, and it seemed that Shen Shi was also his fellow disciple.

Shen Shi said: "In Xia Shen Shi, I studied under Elder Pu Siyi of the Shutang. I don't know if my brother is ......"

"Oh......" The man nodded and smiled, "It turned out to be Uncle Pu's senior apprentice, no wonder he is a talent." I am a hundred miles away, a few years older than you, so I have the cheekiness to call you a junior brother. ”

Shen Shi didn't dare to slack off, and also walked down the altar to greet him, Baili Jue then looked around, and said to Shen Shi: "Senior Brother Shen, few people come to this village on weekdays, and you are a cultivator who often walks on Jinhong Mountain, how did you get here today?" he smiled, looked at Shen Shi, and said, "Could it be that you know the demon clan that originally lived here?"

Shen Shi hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Baili's smile remained unchanged, but looking at Shen Shi's gaze, it was faintly cold. Shen Shi looked around at the empty villages around him, frowned and said to Baili Jue: "Senior Brother Baili, I want to ask, where are all the Red Mussel people here?"

Baili said: "They're gone." ”

"Gone?" Shen Shi was stunned, and then asked, "Where did they go, the Red Mussel people have been living on this Qingyu Island for so many years, where can they go?"

Baili Jue smiled, pointed to the depths of the sea in the distance, and said, "All of them left by boat, and they went in that direction." ”

Shen Shi looked in the direction of his finger, but the vast sea was boundless, and the distance was empty, and the calm sea made people look at it, and for some reason, there was suddenly a thrilling sinister.