Chapter 183 Wu Village, Bo Liang Seeks the Law (First Update!)

The night was cold, and the village surrounded by mountains was soon shrouded in deep darkness.

The torches swaying in the mountain wind distorted the light and shadow into various grotesque shapes.

At some point, it started to rain lightly.

The water in the river, where children could play during the day, seemed to have quietly risen a bit.

Under the illumination of the fire, some deep light was reflected.

Occasionally, you can catch a glimpse of some broad backs.

In the thick darkness not far from the village, a few soft chewing sounds broke the silence around him.

A ferocious and dangerous aura seemed to quietly permeate the dark night.

This is a mountain of hundreds of thousands, a place that humans with extraordinary civilizations have not yet been able to cover.

Yi Xia stood on the wooden attic, quietly looking at the unclear night in front of her.

At this time, he was already in this witch village called "Gui".

Bora is an orthodox wizard, and he probably fits many of the stereotypes of wizards in the world.

Yi Xia could tell that the tribesmen were in awe of him.

But it can’t be said to be unalienated.

You can probably treat him like a well-known but traditional and stubborn village elder.

It's just that compared to ordinary elders, Boriang has a little more cunning methods.

Not everyone in Wu Village can use witchcraft.

It's just that he has mastered some tricks of bewitching and minor arts under the influence of his ears and eyes.

Just like a black dog's blood to ward off evil spirits, it is a popular folk method in the world.

There is no essential difference between the two.

Even the latter is more similar to hunting and gathering medicine.

It’s just forced by life.

By this time, it was getting late.

People in Wu Village go to bed very early.

In a place where ghosts and gods are plundering like this, nightlife is extremely luxurious.

After entering the village, Yi Xia had a conversation with Bo Liang.

He had a general understanding of the condition of the village.

Yi Xia was quite surprised by this:

Harita seemed unwary of him.

When it comes to the condition of the village, there is nothing to avoid.

Maybe it's because there aren't that many overthrows and backstabs among witches?

Yi Xia had some vague guesses.

"squeak……"

At this moment, Yi Xia heard the sound of someone stepping on wooden boards upstairs.

This building is like a stilted building, and it's not bad to live in.

There are always gaps between the wooden boards.

As time goes by, when you step on it, it will make various dull or sharp long-lasting sounds.

Yi Xia turned around and saw Bo Liang staggering over with an animal skin-like object in one hand and a clay pot in the other.

"It's cold in the mountains, why not go inside and drink some hot soup together."

Bo Liang said as he looked at Yi Xia who had not rested yet.

Yi Xia glanced at him, eyes filled with fire.

Then he nodded.

Before leaving, I saw a gust of wind outside the village, which was really scary.

Then he took a breath of hot breath and turned into a white rainbow and left.

It's boiling like a roaring wind.

Then, the cold wind disappeared, leaving only a bright night.

Therefore, no demons or monsters dare to enter again...

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After entering the house, Bo Liang threw firelight under the jar.

Not long after, smoke was seen.

Then a fire surrounded it, and white smoke rose everywhere.

The aroma of broth gradually filled the air.

"One hundred thousand mountains are filled with hot and humid air."

"Even with the power of poisonous insects, it is impossible to prevent rotten flesh from growing maggots."

"I have to take some good meat and hang it on the beams of the house. When it is burned by smoke and fire, I can eat it for a hundred days."

As Harita spoke, he took out a lot of pieces of meat that he had sliced ​​earlier from his pocket.

Only wait until the broth boils before pouring it in.

Also put in a lot of spices, dry goods and the like.

It's a bit like hot pot.

"Wizard's night visit, why are you here?"

Yi Xia looked at Bo Liang, and he roughly guessed the other party's intentions.

"I'm really ashamed. Liang Zi has been practicing witchcraft for more than fifty years."

"Have a taste of your ancestral home, learn about the great shaman, and know what your heart is going to do."

"Then I determined under the flag to fulfill my ancestor's legacy."

"Now that times are running out, I'm still trapped in the mountains."

"The method of cultivation is not good, so it is difficult to continue it."

"Good things are unworthy."

Bo Liang sighed and said somewhat sadly.

"I didn't come here rashly because of old dreams."

"Ryo knows that wizards are truly extraordinary."

"It's just a wizard. If you care about your good fortune, it will be a good thing to see the children in the village."

"But don't ask for it."

"Just leave a few words and that's all."

Bo Liang slowly bent down towards Yi Xia and said.

Wu is not a barbarian, but he has a lot of gold in his waist.

Apart from offering sacrifices to ancestors, how can one treat others with contempt?

"It doesn't have to be this way."

"I am also empty-bellied, and I only know a few rudimentary methods."

Yi Xia supported Bo Liang.

If he is someone with extraneous intentions, even if he kneels to death on the ground, he will not be able to waver.

In the will filled with flames, the weak actions have long been turned into ashes.

"It's just rough, it's just rough."

"We don't want them to be prosperous. We just want the descendants of Dashan to not be trapped by hungry, cold and wild ghosts."

Bo Liang heard this and said hurriedly.

Yi Xia thought for a while and nodded:

"I can stay here for up to six days."

"During the day, I need to go out to find something to eat."

"In the evening, you can call a few well-behaved ones, and I will teach them some clumsy methods."

"Maybe we can drive away some fireworks and get rid of the wind and cold."

"But I'm not good at delicate work."

The withdrawal of witchcraft is the trend of the times and is the general trend.

Unless the world ends in chaos, mankind will once again face a wilderness-like dilemma.

Otherwise, it is only a matter of time before the witchcraft inheritance is cut off or even assimilated.

But just like the gravel of the times, when it falls on the heads of ordinary things, it is a heavy weight holding up the sky.

It would not be a disaster to give these shaman descendants a little continuance.

When Bo Liang heard this, he was so excited that he couldn't express his emotions.

After a long time, I remembered another important thing:

"Liang knows that the wizard is here to find spirits."

"This is a picture of the surrounding mountains, rivers and fields. It was made by the ancestors of the wizards in the village."

"It's been hundreds of years now."

"Although we only have less than half of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it may be used by wizards."

Harita took out the animal skin-like thing he had been holding in his hand.

Then, he handed it to Yi Xia.

Yi Xia took it and saw chaos above.

If you activate your eyesight again, you will see the mountains rising suddenly amid the flames.

There is a strange and fierce beast, roaring on the hide.

"here it is?"

Yi Xia pointed to a dark place on the map, looked at Bo Liang and asked.

"There is a forest of bananas there. A group of giant elephants occupied this place many years ago."

"The giant elephant is so powerful that we haven't visited it again for a hundred years."

Bo Liang looked at it and explained.

Giant elephant?

Yi Xia thought for a moment and planned to take a rest for the night and go take a look tomorrow.

He had a general interest in ordinary spirits.

What's more, the surrounding spirits are also an important source of food for nearby cottages.

Naturally, it would be inconvenient for him to hunt extensively.

It was the mountains farther away that made it easier for him to fight.

In this way, Yi Xia discussed witchcraft skills with Bo Liang several times and went to bed early.

And on the other side:

The mechanical gunner, who ran around the nearby map but could not see the figure in his previous memory, fell into deep thought.

Damn it? What about the big guys?

I haven't seen him quit the copy...