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Chapter 83 Carp Village

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After entering the village, the two continued walking forward. The lake wind blew from a distance. I didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something, but it was vaguely whimpering, like a ghost crying.

"Chen Pan, let's leave quickly, why do you feel so panicked!" Yang Zhu said to Chen Pan gently.

Chen Pan nodded. The atmosphere was indeed a bit depressing and uncomfortable. Just after turning around and walking a few steps, he glanced at an old man sitting at the door of a large yard and looking at him. Chen Pan was a little surprised. When the others saw him and Yang Zhu, they hid in panic, but the old man was so leisurely. Driven by curiosity, Chen Pan walked over.

The old man kept looking at him, without any expression on his face. Chen Pan was a little nervous and bowed to salute first: "Hello, grandpa!"

The old man nodded: "Is there anything wrong?" His voice was like a knife cutting, very vicissitudes.

Seeing that the old man responded to himself, the feeling of depression was immediately eliminated. Chen Pan immediately asked: "Grandpa, this is the case. We came from other places..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man: "I know, I am the village chief and I have never seen you!"

It turned out to be the village chief, no wonder it was different from others, so that would be even better. Chen Pan hurriedly said, "Grandpa, I saw that the village seemed a little unusual. Did something happen?"

"Hey!" the old man sighed: "You might as well stop asking, leave quickly. Unless the gods come, it will be useless to say this. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave by night!"

"Aren't we gods?" Yang Zhu muttered from the side that he knew in the past few years that he could fly to the sky, and that a cultivator like him who could fly was the gods among the mortals.

Chen Pan gave him a blank look: "Don't talk nonsense!" Then he bowed to the old man: "If you disturb the village chief like this, then let's go first!" Seeing that it was lifeless and strange, maybe there was something big monster that was really causing trouble. The two of them were still at the bottom of the pyramids in the world of cultivation, and not everything could be solved.

Chen Pan gave a gift and was about to leave, but unexpectedly the old man started to bounce like a shrimp and grabbed Yang Zhu's hand. Even Yang Zhu's cultivation level did not react. Chen Pan and Yang Zhu jumped together, and Yang Zhu's other hand directly caused a ball of flame.

Seeing the flame, the old man's expression suddenly became fanatical, and he muttered something: "God, god, really god!" Then he shouted loudly: "Everyone, come out quickly, come the god, come the god!" The voice was like a knife cutting, and the screams were even more hoarse, like a large group of crows croaking on their heads, even though the two of them were numb.

The two were about to calm the old man down, but as the old man called, many villagers came from all over the village, and nearly a hundred people were counted at will.

The two of them stood there in a daze at a loss, not knowing what to do, and they didn't dare to appease the old man. If these people misunderstood that they had the intention to attack, it would be wonderful.

After a long time, Chen Pan asked the old man carefully: "Village Chief, what do you mean?"

"God, save our village!" The old man knelt directly on the ground, and the villagers around him also knelt down quickly. The two of them had never seen such a situation. Yang Zhu was stunned when he grew up, and Chen Pan hurriedly helped the old man up.

"Village Chief, you have something to say, don't be like this!" Chen Pan said hurriedly.

The old man nodded hurriedly: "Two gods, please sit down!" Then he shouted loudly to the crowd: "Dog kid, don't you bring a stool yet!" Immediately, a strong little boy brought two square stools to sit down for the two of them.

It was hard to refuse the kindness. Chen Pan pulled Yang Zhu and sat down. The village chief also sat on the threshold and started talking. The village was called Liyu Village, and there were two nearby villages, Jinyu Village and Luhua Village. The three villages were originally in good weather, stable and harmonious, and they were intermarried. There were tens of thousands of people in total. Although this place is remote and not much, it is considered a land of fish and rice, and life is stable.

But strange things started to happen half a year ago. People in the three villages disappeared from time to time at night, and people were panicked and they dared not go out as soon as the sun sets. I thought it would be fine, but not long after, there were often rotten monsters and demons that released the cold to attack the village and come in to grab people. Moreover, the robbery men, women or children were seldom attacked the elderly.

After a long time, people from the three villages began to move out and flee here. In less than half a year, the three villages had less than 500 people, and they were basically old people who were about to lose their mobility. The village chief's family was originally full of children and grandchildren, and four generations lived together, with more than 40 people in total. Now only he and his grandson are the boys named Gouwazi. If it weren't for the inconvenience of legs and feet, he might have left with his grandson. Now whenever the sun sets, he will let his grandson hide in the cellar and hide.

Not only the village chief, but also others. Some families even have hundreds of people, and now there are only a few twilight elderly people left behind. Speaking of sadness, these villagers started to cry. The pain of losing their loved ones is really hard to tell outsiders.

Chen Pan was also a little sad when he heard this. Not only did he remind him of his parents and younger brother, he was kidnapped by a strange man. In his previous life, it was not considered death but also considered missing. Now he has been missing for nearly ten years, and he doesn't know whether they are safe.

"It's so hateful. There is such a thing. When will this kind of evil happen in Dongji Xuanzhou? Don't worry, let's stay here today and see what kind of demon it is!" Yang Zhu patted his chest and said loudly.

Uh! Chen Pan's sad feeling disappeared in an instant. He looked at Yang Zhu with annoyedness. Sympathy is not sympathy, but it's not like dying with you. Can you discuss with me before you make a decision?

"God! Thank you so much!" When he heard Yang Zhu's words, the village chief Ru Wen Tianyin knelt down again, and the others also knelt together, so Chen Pan had to help him up one by one.

"Two gods, why not go in and rest first!" The village chief greeted the two of them and ordered the others: "Aunt Zhang family, go and make some food. I still have a few pieces of bacon. Old man Wang, go and bring your good tea leaves. My family really can't take it." The two people ordered were a little younger among these people, but they were all white-haired. When they heard the village chief's words, they staggered towards their respective homes.

There was no turning back when he opened the bow. Now Yang Zhu had already said it, and according to his personality, he would never leave this group of villagers alone. Chen Pan could only sigh and accept his fate. Many others also went home to arrange their own work, and some older ones accompanied the two into the village chief's yard.
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