I'm an ordinary person

An Lan's group didn't rest for too long, and left at dawn the next day. Although the weather was fine, it was very difficult to walk.Maybe it was against them on purpose.

I chose a short cut, with a little girl to guide the way, and the speed is not very slow after a day.

That's right, An Lan took the little girl with her in the end. She has a big name now, her name is Chen Xiaowei. An Lan attached her to the little paper figurine and took her away from this place.

"Xiaowei, will it really be harmless to leave like this?" Luo Sining looked behind him and saw the rolling mountains.

"They will forget me if I leave." Chen Xiaowei didn't answer.There was no extra emotion in the tone.Unlike their forced sacrifices, she was sacrificed to the evil god by her parents. She still remembers how she died and their cold eyes.

Luo Sining scratched her hair apologetically: "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay," she said, looking at An Lan's perfect side face, holding her heart, the paper figurine's face blushed a little, "I'll go wherever the fairy brother goes~" Her tone was full of admiration, as if dead Loyal fans.

In fact, she wasn't as harmless as she appeared on the surface. If it wasn't for their arrival, she would have used various means to kill them one by one, and then they would have no memory and die again and again.Of course, these cannot be known by Brother Immortal.

Xiaoshi got out of his pocket and whispered to her a few times, Chen Xiaowei's eyes became resentful.In fact, she wanted to stay with Brother Immortal more, but Xiao Shitou was too scary. She always felt that if she stayed with Brother Immortal again, she might be able to reincarnate earlier.

Xiaoshitou is also very tired, so he has to use all his energy to deal with his rival, Alan is simply a disaster, ╭(╯^╰)╮, it will become stronger, so that no one can peep at his Alan, let A-lan can only look at itself.

Suppressing the dangerous thoughts in his heart, he got into his pocket and practiced with the little stone in his arms.

"Tell me, why does Brother Immortal have a knight beside him?" And he is a rival in love that she can't beat!

Looking at the elegant figure, Luo Sining whispered: "The key is that he is also very powerful."

"That's Brother Immortal, naturally powerful."

After walking for two days, I finally saw Chenlong Village.This village is very dilapidated, even more dilapidated than Xiazhu Town.

Chenlong Village is in a valley, and it is shrouded in black resentment from the top down, which is very ominous.

You can vaguely see steaming white smoke coming out of the thatched hut, people are bending over to work, and children are playing.Everything is so real.

Gently smell, but also smell the aroma of food.

"It's too real..." Luo Sining's expression was complicated, who could have imagined that none of these people were alive?

"Fake ones are fake after all." An Lan's voice was almost cold, "They won't show mercy because of this."

Tang Laodao: "What shall we do next?" With a smile on his face, he looked at An Lan.

An Lan's mouth twitched: "I'm an ordinary young man." Does that mean that you have the nerve to ask me?

The officer in uniform said succinctly: "There is someone."

I only saw a middle-aged man with wind and rain marks on his face, leading a cow, slowly coming from the path, looking at them with a bit of curiosity, and speaking in broken Mandarin: "Are you Did it come from outside?"

The vigilance of the others was full, and they were ready to strike. An Lan still put his hands in his pockets, occasionally teasing the stones in his pockets.

Mr. Tang signaled them to relax, walked forward and said, "Brother, we are part of the geological survey team. They haven't seen strangers for a long time, so they are a little nervous."

"Geology... what team is that?"

"It's just to investigate the terrain. Didn't there be floods in the past ten years? Let's examine the terrain..."

The dark face of the middle-aged man changed, and he even became exasperated: "Flood? Where did the flood come from? Are you cursing our village? Under God's blessing, our village has never had a flood!"

The expressions of the soldiers changed, and their muscles bulged, as if they were about to strike at any time.

"That's it, brother, I'm sorry, we must have lost our way. You see, we have been walking for several days, and we finally saw the village. Do you mind if we rest for a night? We will leave tomorrow!" While talking, he took out a pink ticket.

The eyes of the villagers straightened immediately, and they couldn't find their own voice for a while: "Yes, yes." When had he seen so much money?

"What's going on here? They really don't seem to remember the flood." The bronze-colored soldier couldn't help being curious and lowered his voice.

"Keep your voice down, don't let him hear you, I heard from my grandma that ghosts have no memory of death."

An Lan's expression remained the same. He was standing at the highest place. It was a river that came out from a high place and passed through Chen Long Village. Chen Long Village lived on this river.

Several middle-aged women by the river were talking and washing clothes.

The bare land is full of karst stones, and the cultivated land is on top of the stones, covered with a thin layer of soil, which leads to strange shapes of the cultivated land.It also leads to poor soil, except for the land by the river, such soil is destined to not grow anything.

Ignorance is the best soil for evil gods. Because of poverty, people will have no doubts about "gods", and they can even do cruel things for "gods" and desires.

So, that's why he doesn't like humans.Human beings are too complicated.

"Boss, don't you want to go?" A dark-skinned young man was left behind, with pure and piercing eyes.

boss?An Lan didn't know why they would yell this word, and said, "I am the queen. You go first."

Then he followed unhurriedly at the end of the team.

Tang Lao was talking with the man in front, his expression was normal, as if the man was really an ordinary villager.

"I just heard about 'God'?"

The man holding the ox had a secretive expression on his face and refused to speak.

Mr. Tang handed him some money again, and said, "We are not familiar with this place, so if you are afraid of making any taboos, please tell us roughly."

The middle-aged man put it into the innermost pocket of his clothes as if he had found a treasure, and said: "The god we believe in, no one in these ten miles and eight villages can say that it is ineffective. Yes, after all, Lord Shenta has a lot of people, if you are really sorry, go to the stone temple and burn some incense sticks for him."

When God is mentioned, his eyes are filled with fanaticism.

"It should." Tang Lao said.

"If 'God' is so effective, are there any outsiders recently?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, and his tone was affirmative: "No. There is no one I don't know in this ten miles and eight towns. Our village is only so big. If there are any foreigners who come here, they will definitely know."

As An Lan walked, she looked at the two sides. There were stones with similar patterns in the grass on both sides of the path, and some even had a rust color, which seemed to have penetrated into the stones.

A group of people walked away slowly, and several stone statues turned their heads, their eyes almost greedy.

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