Corn Village is built at the foot of the mountain and has a wide area, but because it is close to the mountain, wild beasts often stray in and roam. In order to reduce the loss of cornfields, the villagers built a fence at the foot of the mountain, and built a pavilion with a height of 60 feet in one place. There are people watching on it all the year round. Once they find any beasts intruding, they will honk their horns to warn. .
Now that pavilion is there.
Xifeng, who was walking in the cornfield, saw the pavilion as soon as he looked up. It was like an arrogant observation deck. With such a high height and position, he was afraid that the entire corn village could be seen.
Thinking that this is a village that has been deserted for fifty years, everything is still there, but everyone is gone, and Xifeng feels a little sad.
I don't know what the real body and purpose of the monster who has been here for fifty years is.
Does this corn village have any secrets
The cornfield is as vast as a grassland, and when you enter it, it seems that there is no end in sight. The group walked for about two minutes, but they still didn't see the exit. After walking for another two minutes, Wuying couldn't help but stop and said, "I can't go out."
They are all people in Xuanmen, and as soon as they hear it, they can hear what he really wants to say - I am afraid that the ghost is hitting the wall.
"And..." Xifeng moved the corn seedling next to it and gestured, "It has grown a lot taller than when we came in just now. If it grows for a while, we will be able to roast the corn on the spot and eat it."
After speaking, she was so hungry that she licked her lips, big and sweet corn.
"You still have the mind to joke." Pu Yu glanced at her coldly, "When the corn covers your head, the road will be completely invisible."
They just said a few words, and the corn, like bamboo shoots that broke the ground, jumped up an inch.
Corn seemed to realize that they knew it was jumping taller, and blatantly, it grew an inch taller.
Xifeng poked at the corn in front of him: "The result is fast, I want to eat it."
The corn suddenly became happy, and jumped ten inches higher with a bang, and continued, continued, continued to rise, and grew two feet tall in one breath, far exceeding the height of mortals.
Pu Yu finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Don't be too long!"
As soon as she roared, the corn stopped immediately and did not dare to move.
Xifeng broke a piece of corn, peeled it off, and saw that each corn kernel was the size of a fingernail. He was so happy that he wanted to fly, and hurriedly put it into the small fire's arms: "Hold it up, roast it for me."
Qing Yuan felt that he had discovered something new again, looked at Xiao Huo and said, "So you can still use it like this."
Xiao Huopi replied without a smile: "Yes, I have been used like this all the time." It hugged the big corn and snorted towards the west wind, "What can I do now, I can't get out."
"Tsk, naive, do you think you can go out without growing taller? The reason you can't go out is not because the corn is tall, but because the formation has been set up. Even if you chop down all the corn, you still can't find a way out, so the top priority is It's a broken formation." She patted Wuying's shoulder, "I'll leave it to you, Senior Brother."
Wuying did not despise her like Xiaohuo did, so she squatted down and drew on the ground when she heard the sound, pointing and drawing. The soil on the ground trembled slightly, and the rubble trembled along with it. It quickly gathered into a line on the ground, and smashed into a stone line in the corn forest.
"Follow the line."
Qing Yuan looked at the small stones and asked Xifeng, "Just to go out, why do you have to make it so troublesome?"
Wuying couldn't help but glance at him, but he didn't get angry, Puyu said coldly, "You're amazing, why didn't you take action?"
Xifeng was afraid that he would agree and then turn into a dragon and roar to take them away. He grabbed Qing Yuan's hand and said, "You follow me, just follow me like this."
Qing Yuan nodded, and then the hand never let go, leading him forward.
A group of people slowly walked along the stone route. Although most of the corns were similar in appearance, they were still different when they looked closely. Xifeng paid attention to the road for a while and found that he was really not turning in circles.
His senior brother is really reliable.
In the corn forest, there was a rustling sound, which attracted everyone to look there immediately.
The black demon probe sniffed and said, "There are monsters."
Its eyes were bright, and it was about to jump up and chase after it, but the sound stopped again, and the demonic energy disappeared instantly.
Several people retracted their sights and wanted to move forward, but the stone line disappeared, and there was no trace on the ground, as if it was swallowed by the earth.
"It's interesting." Xifeng couldn't hold back, and gathered another stone line.
The stone line was just right, and the soil was like quicksand, shaking slowly, and the stone fell into the mud pit and disappeared. Xifeng's eyes narrowed, and the flute plunged into the ground, trying to drag the monster out.
This sword went down, the demonic energy burst, and a lotus fragrance spread quickly in the corn field. Xifeng suddenly felt that something was wrong, he took out his long sword, split the mud, and saw the monster lying on the ground, a little surprised: "Water monster?"
When Puyu saw it, he took a step ahead of her, pushed her away, tied the dying water demon with a long rope of aura, and pulled it out of the mud.
The water demon covered in mud looked at the crowd with confused eyes. It took a while to regain consciousness and cried, "Save me."
Xifeng asked, "Who hurt you like this?"
"It's a monster with white hair bouncing around."
"scarecrow?"
"right!"
"It's amazing, I can bury you so easily."
The water demon said: "I was cut off by you and injured by the person who rescued you. I had no choice but to escape here. Who wants to be caught by him... Otherwise, with my mana, how could I be caught so easily."
Xifeng smiled: "Then tell me where Miss Zhao is, and I can promise not to accept you."
Wuying added: "There are people from the Spirit Hall."
The water demon didn't answer, and said, "I want a mark."
After pressing the mark, these words can count, otherwise there is no way to go back. This is like a black and white letter drawn by mortals, but it is far more binding than it, and the defaulter will suffer the wrath of Thor.
Xifeng chanted the curse in a low voice, then exhaled on his thumb and pressed it heavily on its head: "Okay."
The water demon confirmed that the mark was correct, and then said: "Miss Zhao was snatched by the scarecrow, and the five people in the spirit hall are still buried under the lotus pond."
"The scarecrow stole the Miss Zhao family?" Xifeng frowned and asked again, "Why did you keep Miss Zhao family?"
"The Zhao family is the richest family in the area, and she is the most favored young lady of the Zhao family. As long as she is tied up, the Zhao family will definitely find a demon hunter to help."
Xifeng understood: "You cultivate by absorbing the spiritual power of the monster hunter? So you deliberately left such a strong monster energy in order to lead the king into the urn and let the monster hunter deliver himself to your mouth one by one. "
The water demon has an imprint on her body, and she is not afraid of her, so she did not deny it. At this time, Xifeng had already stood up and said, "Sister Beauty, I'll leave it to you to clean up."
The water demon widened his eyes: "You said you won't accept me, you lied!"
"But I'm not in the same group as them." Xifeng spread out his hand and smiled at it, "What's the difference between a monster hunter without spiritual power and a crippled person, you know this, but you still do this kind of thing, I can Forgive you, the people in Lingdian can't spare you."
The water demon was so angry that she wanted to scold people, but Puyu was eager to make a contribution, and as soon as she put away the rope, the water demon was put into the magic weapon by her. After returning to the spirit hall, we will deal with it.
Wuying said: "The person has been found, let's go back to the lotus pond to save the person, Junior Sister, you..."
"I'm going to find Miss Zhao family, you go first." Xifeng said sarcastically, "It turns out that you are really here to find someone, I thought you were also here for the Zhao family's reward. When will the spirit hall change? Do you have to put your disciples first?"
The words were yin and yang, but Wuying didn't blame her, and even Puyu didn't scold her. The two of them didn't seem to hear anything. They separated from her here, and each started a new stone line to find their way in different directions.
As soon as they left, Xifeng took the corn that Xiao Huo was holding, which was already boiling hot and slightly browned. She took a bite, and the heat made her shiver. Xiaohuo squinted at her and said to Qingyuan, "Look, the starving ghost is reborn."
Qing Yuan looked at it for a while and said, "I have to eat it even if it's hot, it's amazing."
"...You don't always praise her, you'll get used to it."
"You are also very good at roasting corn."
Xiaohuo said proudly: "Of course."
The black demon looked at Xiaohuo, who had no position, and gave it a look of contempt. Suddenly, in the cornfield, there was another strange demonic energy. It jumped off Qinglong's shoulder and chased after the demonic energy while a few people didn't care.
Westerly nibbling on corn while walking, I have to say that the corn here is as big and sweet as the rumors, and the sweetness is unimaginable. No wonder it was famous in the past.
In the corn forest, occasionally there is still a shadow bouncing around.
The west wind ignored it and let it jump like that.
- Just ignore you, die of loneliness, and come out on your own if you have the ability.
The shadow jumped for a long time, and finally stopped, and did not come out to see them.
The stone line had come to an end, and the west wind pushed aside the two-person corn stalk, and the field of vision suddenly opened up. A quiet village came into view.
It was a village built at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by mountains on three sides. The entrance of the village was the cornfield they had just walked through. It was surrounded by high mountains on three sides, and a waterfall could be seen pouring down from the mountain in the distance.
Xifeng saw the tall pavilion again, a pavilion made of bamboo, simple but elegant, standing tall at the end of the village.
Standing like a crane, noble and lonely.
"Xifeng, look over there."
Xifeng looked at the place where Xiaohuo pointed, and couldn't help but be stunned.
In the village, there was smoke coming out of the chimney, and she listened carefully with the thousand-mile sound spell, and she even heard the sound of the cooking shovel tumbling in the iron pan.
There are still people talking, laughing, and chatting about family.
But no one.
No one can be seen, but there is a voice.
There are also the sounds of poultry, pigs whistling, dogs barking, cats barking, chickens, ducks, geese, quack quack.
The quiet village comes alive at sunset.
Yet they saw no one.
The author has something to say:
I saw some friends asking what Xiaohuo is, let me explain it here.
Xiaohuo is a fire rat, an ancient strange beast, popular science—
"Ten Continents in the Sea · Yanzhou": "Yanzhou, in the South China Sea... there are volcanic forests and mountains, and there are flaming beasts in the mountains, as big as rats, with hair three or four inches long, either red or white. The mountains can be three hundred miles long, dark and dark. When I see this forest at night, it is the light of this beast, which resembles the light of a fire.”
The slightly modified setting here is that it looks like a mouse but has super large ears, protruding and cute front teeth, and red hair all over the body, such as burning hot (but depending on the situation). Usually only the size of a fist, it changed back to its original form as a huge red monster mount.
In addition, there are books recorded in ancient books such as "Shen Yi Jing" and "Taiping Yu Lan".