Chapter 503: The Ghost Clan

"Animal or human?"

Chen Wei's eyes moved slightly, and he subconsciously looked at their lower bodies, which were very different from ordinary people.

Not surprisingly, their feet didn't look like humans, but looked a bit like sheep's hooves that had been stripped and washed.

Upon noticing Chen Wei's appearance, the two skinny children suddenly widened their curious eyes and took a few steps back like frightened little rabbits, as if they were about to escape at any moment.

Only the white-haired boy who was slightly better dressed and seemed to be the leader of the children took a bold step forward.

"Oh Miguya Silu!"

Hearing this incomprehensible language, Chen Wei's heart moved.

With a language that can communicate, these children are intelligent and should be able to communicate.

Thinking of this, Chen Wei activated his Spiritual Eyes to see clearly the identity of the child in front of him.

"Oh my god!"

Seeing the golden light flashing in Chen Wei's eyes, the two children behind him were shocked and ran away, leaving only the white-haired boy with trembling feet.

"Interesting, you can actually see the vision of me activating the Spiritual Eyes of Delirium!" Chen Wei was a little surprised and looked at the boy with a penetrating gaze.

【name】:? ? ?

[Attribute]: Wood type

[Race]: Ghost Tribe

[Blood Concentration]: Top Elite

[Strength Level]: Level 3 High

[Detailed introduction]: The bloodline inherited from the mixture of humans and ghosts in ancient times belongs to the half-human, half-ghost race and possesses unparalleled physical strength. The long horns on their foreheads are the source of power of the ghost bloodline in their bodies.

"Ghost tribe? The predecessors who founded this tribe in ancient times can probably be compared with Caichen Xu Xian!" Chen Wei looked a little strange.

Anyone who is not from our tribe must have a different heart. It is difficult for Chen Wei to determine whether the ghost tribe can be regarded as a member of the human tribe.

After thinking about it, Chen Wei finally chose to communicate in the manner of courtesy first and then fighting.

"Where is this?"

Because he couldn't understand the white-haired boy's words, Chen Wei directly used his mental power to communicate with him.

However, Chen Wei's voice seemed to be the straw that broke the camel's back.

Seeing his companions disappearing one after another, the white-haired boy seemed to lose his courage and ran back to the village with a whimper, ignoring the last companion who was lying on the stone and ignored by it.

"Is it really just a child?" Chen Wei sighed and had no intention of chasing him. He looked at the red-haired child who slept like a dead pig.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Wei stretched out his hand and touched the bright red hair, and his majestic mental power surged instantly.

"Dayou, the Ghost Clan, Tixiu, Kutou Village, a completely different training path from that of a beast master..."

Just as Chen Wei was quickly digesting the trivial knowledge in the child's mind except for eating, a sharp long arrow suddenly struck him.

"Put down the red cherry!" The white-haired boy standing in the distance shouted loudly, holding a long bow.

Chen Wei stopped recalling his memory and glanced up at him.

"I see, are you running away to find weapons?"

Chen Wei didn't even look at the long arrow that was right in front of him. The words that came out of his mouth were not Donghua, but the language of daily communication of the ghost people.

"call!"

Cai Ling let out a cold breath at will, and the long arrow suddenly turned into a lump of ice and fell to the ground.

"Even a teenage child can possess third-level combat power. No wonder the ghost clan can thrive in the wild land!"

Chen Wei took back his right hand, stood up and said, "I am just a doctor who travels around the world, practices medicine and saves people. I don't have any hostility."

No matter where you are, a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded is a very noble profession, especially in the cruel wilderness.

As the Five Yao Alchemist, Chen Wei pretending to be a doctor is quite simple for him.

After all, compared with an unknown strong man, a traveling doctor is easier for people to relax their vigilance.

Hearing the familiar ghost language, the vigilance on the white-haired boy's face dissipated, but he never put down the jade ivory bow in his hand.

"Creak!"

Seeing the movement, the door of the wooden house in the center of the village opened, and an old man with a cane, dark red lips and gray beard came out.

His eyes were dull, and the horn on his forehead was like cracked porcelain, ready to break at any time.

"Stop, White Helmet, don't disturb your distinguished guest."

After speaking, the old man took a few breaths and saluted Chen Wei.

"The old man is a black figure, and Tian is the mayor of Kutou Village."

As he spoke, Heitu's eyes swept over Chen Wei's fair, hornless forehead, and his expression became more respectful, even a little frightened.

His withered right hand directly pressed the white-haired boy's head and knocked it to the ground, causing a small pit to appear on the ground and causing the white helmet's forehead to bleed.

In his life span of more than two hundred years, Heitu has never seen a human being, nor does he know about the human race. He only knows that among the ghost human race, only the strong ones at the level of ghost kings can hide ghost horns.

What is the concept of a strong ghost king!

That is a strong man who can dominate a county-level city, and can have a very distinguished status even in a place above the county city.

If such a big shot were angered, their small mountain village, which barely made a living by hunting exotic beasts, would be destroyed in an instant.

"It doesn't have to be like this!"

Chen Wei used his thoughts to stop the old man from kneeling.

Feeling an invisible force preventing him from kneeling, Heitu was filled with fear.

In the ghost race that advocates physical power, such an invisible and vast power is simply unheard of!

Hei Tu looked at Chen Wei's exquisite clothes of unknown material in awe, then hunched up and carefully invited Chen Wei into the house.

"What a backward civilization!"

Looking at the dirty and broken wooden tables and chairs, Chen Wei frowned slightly, feeling like he had returned to ancient times!

Then, Hei Tu took a bowl with a mouthful of water missing from the top, and in the bowl was slightly turbid water.

From the respectful look of the old man, it can be seen that clean water should be a very precious resource here!

"No need for water, I have some questions for you." Chen Wei waved his hand.

Under Chen Wei's indirect questioning, he had a deeper understanding of the country of Dayu.

Dayu is a country founded by the ghost people and the guardian dragon god.

According to Hei Tu, the guardian dragon god has the power of ghosts and gods, and will send down divine power to guard the safety of the people in the territory at night to avoid the invasion of strange beasts in the wild land.

The Lord of Dayu is the leader of the ghost people, whose strength is only second to the guardian dragon god, and is the strongest ghost lord in the country.

"Ghost Soldier, Ghost General, Ghost Master, Ghost Spirit, Ghost Lord, Ghost King, Ghost Emperor, Ghost Lord, and Ghost God are nine realms!

The boy Baikui guarding the door has the strength of the third level, and is the Ghost Master mentioned by Heitu. The Ghost Lord is in the eighth sequence in the cultivation realm of the Ghost Clan. Could it be that he is in a powerful realm equivalent to the strength of a legendary strongman!"

Chen Wei's heart sank, and his contempt for Dayu disappeared without a trace.

After all, in addition to the Ghost Lord, Dayu also has the Guardian Dragon God whose strength is above the Ghost Lord!