pertwk Chapter 302 Fang Gu, Village Chief of Yangyang Village
Chapter 302 Fang Gu, Village Chief of Yangyang Village
Chapter 302 Fang Gu, Village Chief of Yangyang Village
Zhang Xiaohou rolled his eyes and ignored Wang Tong, the chatterbox, instead continuing to observe the village. Although Yangyang Village was a remote and primitive village, there was a strange phenomenon: every household had a dog claw grass plant in front of their door, or more accurately, a gray plum.
The old man on night watch led Zhang Xiaohou, Qin Hu, and the others to a thatched hut at the end of the village. In the open space in front of the hut were four old wooden stumps and a stone table. The stone table was carved with the Chu River and Han Border, presumably a place where villagers played chess in their spare time.
"The corpse poison you were infected with has been washed away by the village stream, but without a healing mage, your companion's leg is unlikely to recover." The old man on watch sat on an old wooden stump and tapped his old pipe on the stone table.
Upon seeing this, the shrewd Wang Tong immediately took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the old man on night watch.
The old man on night watch just smiled and didn't take it. Their village wasn't actually isolated or backward; it was just that they had to maintain the village's tranquility in this way.
"There are no other empty houses in the village, so you'll have to make do in this thatched hut for the night," the old man on watch said.
"Thank you, sir." Qin Hu, Wang Tong, Zhang Xiaohou and others stood up to express their gratitude.
They were all mages who had endured all kinds of harsh conditions. For them, resting here meant no worries about attacks from undead creatures. Even a thatched hut was quite comfortable. After giving a few more instructions, the old man on watch left.
After the old man on night watch left, Zhang Xiaohou and the others went straight into the thatched hut to find places to sleep. Although the thatched hut was a bit damp, it was no problem for the tired Zhang Xiaohou and the others.
The next morning, everyone was awakened early by the sound of gongs. Yangyang Village during the day was completely different from Yangyang Village at night. The village was eerily quiet at night, but it was indeed very lively during the day. In addition to women doing housework and elderly people strolling around, there were even a few children who had never left the village before, who kept looking around the thatched houses.
After Zhang Xiaohou and the others had breakfast, the old man on night watch took them to the village hall to see the village chief, just as he had mentioned before leaving the day before.
The village hall is located in a small courtyard. Upon entering the courtyard, you can see a huge copper foil filled with clear water and many pebbles at the bottom. If you look closely, you can see that red characters are engraved on the pebbles, which look like people's names.
"Grandpa, why are there names on these pebbles?" Wang Tong asked curiously.
The old man on watch glanced at him, then casually explained, "In our village, anyone who leaves, whether young or old, will have their name written on a pebble with cinnabar, and then sunk into this large copper foil. This is to prevent them from turning into undead creatures outside."
"Oh, I see," Wang Tong said, suddenly realizing.
Passing through the courtyard, you arrive at the village hall. However, several elderly people are now sitting on the wooden chairs in the hall. They do not show any signs of panic or anxiety about living in the land of the dead. Instead, they are leisurely drinking tea.
A middle-aged man with a weathered face sat in the main seat of the village hall. He immediately stood up when he saw Zhang Xiaohou and the others enter.
"I'm the village chief here, you can just call me Fang Gu," the middle-aged man said with a smile.
"I am Qin Hu, the captain of the search and rescue team of Lintongwei District. Hello, Village Chief Fang!" Qin Hu stepped forward and extended his left hand to shake hands with Fang Gu with a smile.
At this moment, the old man on night watch said proudly, "You may not know this, but our village chief is a high-level mage."
"Compared to Captain Qin and other experts from the Guard District, what am I worth?" Fang Gu said humbly, shaking Qin Hu's outstretched hand.
"Tch, they think they're experts? They came here and not only seriously injured one of them, but also died. They're in a sorry state." In the eyes of the old man on night watch and the other villagers, the village chief was the most powerful magician, so he said it without thinking.
The old man's unfiltered words made Qin Hu and the others quite embarrassed. Fang Gu glared at the old man, so the old man had no choice but to take his leave. After the old man left, Fang Gu immediately apologized.
"Captain Qin, Uncle He is just a straightforward person, I hope you don't mind. Also, the deathly aura outside has been thick lately, and the undead creatures come out to harm people before dark. Not only that, but they have also become unusually ferocious. If you are going to carry out any missions, please remember to be extra careful."
"Thank you for the reminder, Village Chief Fang. We're here to rescue the survey team. If you have any news, please let us know," Qin Hu said.
Qin Hu remembered Fang Gu from the survey team, so he immediately replied, "Oh, you mean them? They came to our village to remind us of some things and then left. They didn't stay in our village for long, so they probably went to other villages."
"How were they when they came to the village? Were there any casualties?" Shi Shaoju asked hurriedly after hearing this.
"No casualties, all nine of them are still alive. They must have been lucky," Fang Gu said.
"The survey team and our communication equipment were all destroyed in the fire. We can't contact them now. Do you know where they died?" Qin Hu asked.
"It's a rule in several of our villages that communication equipment isn't allowed in, and we hope you can understand. As for the survey team's destination, I remember one of them said they were going to Huacun in the west; you can try looking there," Fang Gu said.
"I understand, I understand," Wang Tong, Zhang Xiaohou, and the others said with smiles.
"Thank you for informing me, Village Chief Fang," Qin Hu said.
Having learned of the survey team's whereabouts from Fang Gu, Qin Hu and the others decided not to stay any longer and prepared to leave. The old men sitting in the village hall were all shrewd and experienced, so how could they not guess Qin Hu and the others' plans?
Just as Qin Hu and the others were about to take their leave, a bald old man sitting on the left slowly spoke up.
"Since you're here to search for the survey team, we don't want your district to send another team to investigate your whereabouts in a while. By the way, let me tell you, it takes at least two days to get from our village to Huacun."
"It's alright, old man. We're magicians, we'll travel faster," Wang Tong said with a grin.
The bald old man rolled his eyes at Wang Tong and continued to emphasize, "I'm talking about magicians."
"Uh..." Wang Tong was speechless and didn't know what to say.
He thought the old man was talking about the speed of an ordinary person, but it turned out to be the speed of a magician. How embarrassing! If he had known it was like this, he would never have said such a stupid thing.
According to the bald old man, they would have to spend the night in the wilderness to reach Hua Village. The wilderness of ordinary Anjie is dangerous enough, let alone the wilderness of the Kingdom of the Dead. If they stayed overnight, there might be eight more skeletons in the wilderness by dawn the next day. This made Qin Hu and the others frown. It was a very troublesome situation.
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