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Chapter 437 - The Weird Village

Chapter 437 – The Weird Village

An Zheng felt that he was a little confused, to the point that he couldn’t even hear what Heaven’s Eyes said after that. When he wanted to listen to it again, the sound had already passed. It was unknown if there waeplay function …

had heard of Swelling Earth before.

Back then, when the Oldman Huo took out his copy of the Mysterious Ancient Book, he had told An Zheng that there were a few rare treasures in the world that were created by the heavens and the earth, and could not be created by human beings. Obtaining any of these items would require an incomparable amount of luck. Now, he had just responded to the words that Oldman Huo always said … An Zheng’s luck, no one else could have it.

The Swelling Earth was rumored to have been used by Empyrean Gods to govern the waters of the world during the Primordial Era. It was said that a fingernail the size of a small amount of water would be required to cut off rivers and fill up lakes.

Who would have thought that this thing, which had been lost for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, would actually be obtained by An Zheng? What was the heaven’s chosen one? This was the gift of the heavens.

An Zheng took out the Swelling Earth once again and tried to read it with his Heaven Eyes. However, he did not explain much. It was obvious that even with the records in the Blood Pearl s, they could not read through the origin and ability of the Swelling Earth in detail. Although he did not know how to use it, he was sure that he would be able to use it in the future.

An Zheng thought of the hungry ghost that he had killed. He cupped his fists and bowed, “I just said that I will head south to the Great Xixi. If I find out what happened back then, I will definitely take revenge for you. I also hope that you will give me guidance above the Nine Heavens and below the Nine Nether Realm. ”

After saying that, An Zheng spilled another bottle of wine and then continued on his journey.

good old man was clearly more excited, probably because he found a treasure. A human and a cat led the way. good old man laid on An Zheng’s shoulder and called out from time to time, as if wanting to chat with An Zheng for a while. As An Zheng walked, he said that the good old man was truly a good listener.

It was already noon by the time they crossed the mountain. The sun was hanging in the sky to the south. An Zheng stood on top of the mountain peak and looked at the world to the south, his heart surging with emotions.

He came back. In the end, he came back.

Although he had just set foot on Da Xi’s land, An Zheng was unable to calm down. After all, he was once a member of the Da Xi family and had fought for this country before. This country had too many of his imprints and too many of his memories.

On the way down the mountain, An Zheng killed a few more fierce demon beasts and fed the Demonic Beast Cores to the good old man. good old man did not reject this kind of snack, which was greatly nutritious. The two of them seemed to be strolling around eating and eating.

When they were almost at the foot of the mountain, An Zheng accidentally discovered another rock that was wrapped in a Golden-Rank Spirit Stone. This item was already considered priceless, but compared to the Swelling Earth, it couldn’t be compared.

There were few signs of human life in this mountain, so it was not unreasonable to discover natural treasures. When An Zheng was on the mountain, he noticed that there seemed to be very few people on the plain in front of them. Looking from afar, one could only see a few small villages, and they were all very far away.

An Zheng frowned slightly, he had a bad feeling about this. This place was too deserted. How could there be such a sparsely populated place like this in the Da Xi Empire? Da Xi had been living in peace for many years, so the rate at which the population multiplied had always been very fast. The city was prosperous, and the countryside was densely packed. However, this place was like the border between Yan Zhao and the rest of the country.

An Zheng descended from the mountain and found a small path. It was unknown how many years the grass on the small path had fared for, but it was obvious that no one had walked across it in a long time.

It took him almost two hours to reach the nearest village. It would be very far from the top of the mountain, and the true distance from the foot of the mountain to the foot of the mountain would be even further. Although he had just arrived at Da Xi, An Zheng still had to constantly ensure that he was in his best condition and not casually waste Cultivation Power.

When they entered the village, An Zheng did not feel even the slightest bit of human Qi. When he was still far away, he saw an old farmer standing at the entrance of the village. When An Zheng arrived near the village, that old farmer was still standing there without moving. Seeing An Zheng approaching, the old farmer smiled kindly.

An Zheng cupped his fists and called out for the old uncle, asking him where he was. The old man only smiled, but refused to speak. An Zheng did not say much, and went back into the village.

The streets were dirty and messy, but precisely because of this mess, An Zheng’s heart grew heavier and heavier. There was all kinds of trash on the streets, except for some living things. There were fallen leaves and weeds, but no signs of life.

An Zheng turned around and glanced at the old farmer who was standing at the entrance to the village. When he looked at the old farmer’s face, this strange feeling was very obvious.

An Zheng kept his guard up as he continued to walk forward. After he walked for a few steps, a few children ran in front of him as they played around. The clothes worn by the children were worn out to the extreme, but they did not care about it at all. Chuckling and laughing, he quickly ran in front of An Zheng.

The doubt in An Zheng’s heart grew, these children looked even stranger than the old farmer at the entrance. How could Da Xi have sucoor place? The children didn’t even have a single piece of clothing? If it were a poor family, then it would be fine. These children had different attitudes, but they were clearly not from the same family. The Da Xi world was incomparably wealthy. Since the people here were also from the Da Xi world, how could they be so poor?

The scene of those children giggling just now surfaced in An Zheng’s mind. The only thing he felt was that those children’s smiles were fake and stiff.

He walked on, puzzled, and found the door of one of the houses open. Inside, a naked woman was standing by the well, fetching water. She was dirty and looked like sand from the wind. Seemingly hearing An Zheng’s footsteps, the woman lifted her head to look, and then smiled.

She was not wearing any clothes, and she was not very old either. She was a young married woman with an exquisite figure. But why wasn’t there any shame? Why did he not dodge but smile at An Zheng?

Her movements were very slow, as if lifting the water out of the well was a bit difficult. If it wasn’t for the fact that she did not have clothes, An Zheng really wanted to help her.

It was the same feeling. The woman’s smile was stiff, as if she had carved it.

Carving?

An Zheng’s heart suddenly shook. He quickly walked over to the girl’s side, and found some clothes that were already in shreds under his feet … This meant that the woman originally had clothes on his. However, after such a long time, her clothes had already been damaged and he had shed them himself. How many years would it take to make your clothes so bad?

How many years had this woman been fetching water?

She was still smiling, and her laughter was creepy.

An Zheng realized that the wrinkles on her face were extremely unnatural when she smiled. After saying that he had offended her, he took a closer look and discovered that her face was actually slightly cracked, rather than wrinkled. An Zheng looked at the girl’s body again and realized that there was something wrong with the color. Some parts of the skin are cleaner, some parts are dirty, which is caused by the time the clothes fall off.

From the dirtier parts, he could also see the thin cracks.

An Zheng turned around and went out. The moment he went out the door, he saw a middle-aged farmer carrying a cow and walking back, the farmer’s clothes were also almost all torn and hung on his body one by one. As for the cow behind him … No head.

The rope was still around the cow’s neck, but its head had fallen off somewhere. Yet the farmer actually didn’t care at all, still walking forward, and when he saw An Zheng, he also laughed, nodding slightly as a form of greeting. As he nodded, one ear dropped from his face.

With a “pa da” sound, it shattered.

Surprisingly, the farmer didn’t feel anything as he lifted his head and continued walking.

An Zheng squatted down, and pinched a few of his broken ears to have a look, it was something like dried up powder. He sniffed closer and could still make out the smell of flour.

Face man!

An Zheng’s heart thumped loudly, and he almost stopped beating in this instant.

What was going on here? Why were there only men in the village?

The few children ran over from where An Zheng was standing, still playing around with each other. The scene was almost exactly the same as the one An Zheng had just walked past. And the smiles of the children did not change.

An Zheng’s heart became heavier and heavier.

He walked quickly back to the village entrance and returned to the old farmer he had first seen. When the old farmer saw him, he gave him a kind smile. It was exactly the same as when An Zheng entered the village.

An Zheng’s hand trembled slightly as he made contact with the old farmer. That old farmer acted like a fool and did not dodge at all, continuing his previous posture. An Zheng’s hand brushed against the old farmer’s face, leaving a mark on his finger.

Faces, are all men of the face.

An Zheng turned and looked around, as if he wanted to see the demons that were hiding in the shadows. What kind of person could create a village like this, there was definitely an unspeakable secret. The existence of this village must be a shameful affair.

An Zheng quickly walked through the village and entered courtyard after courtyard, finally confirming that there were two hundred and thirty-six people in total. Most of them were still in good condition, but the clothes on their bodies had been torn to shreds. Some of them were like the young woman who was fetching the water; their clothes were already missing.

A small portion of the group was damaged, but this did not affect their movements. It was as if they were really alive, doing the same thing over and over again in this little village, day after day. The carrier will pass by over and over again, the water collector will fetch water over and over, and the child will play over and over again.

There were people in every yard, and everyone was doing different things. This meant that the people who had created this village before were all carefully designed. Since the village was still there, it meant that the man had to be deceived. Many years had passed since the man had first shown up, yet he still maintained his original posture. It was obvious that the man who created the man was extremely powerful.

An Zheng quickly left the village and rushed to the next village in the shortest amount of time. Because of the urgency in his heart, An Zheng’s speed had also increased by a lot. Two hours later, An Zheng appeared in the second village. The people here were almost no different from the people in the village ahead. They were all strangers.

Judging from the color of their clothing and masks, these men had been around for at least several hundred years. What kind of people created these people who could exist and remain active for hundreds of years? This person was too terrifying and cruel.

What is the purpose of the existence of these villages?

In An Zheng’s mind, he suddenly thought about the hungry ghost that he killed on the Cang Mountains... The eyes said that the hungry ghost was formed from at least tens of thousands of starving souls. The time that the hungry ghost had existed could not be accurately determined. Perhaps it had something to do with the empty villages that only had men of the Mask?

had no reason not to know about what had happened in the past few hundred years!

Such a big case was enough to startle Holy See!

An Zheng’s heart throbbed in pain. Tens of thousands of people, tens of thousands of wealthy and wealthy people had all starved to death … What was this for?