Chapter 131 The Dead Village
Sunset Town is located between the mountains, surrounded by mountains and water, and has a beautiful environment.
The people living here usually make a living by fishing and breeding and planting in the mountains and are almost isolated from the outside world.
Lin Feng walked according to the location marked on the map for about half an hour and saw a village.
He was not sure that this Sunset Town was the place Black Sol mentioned, but he had a strong intuition because he found many camphor trees here.
But soon, he became a little confused.
Because he found that the camphor trees here were very lush and huge, some were even dozens of meters high, and there were quite a few of them.
He suddenly thought of something. If this was really the sunset town that Black Sol had described, then at least 30 years had passed by now.
And 30 years is enough time for a small tree to grow into a towering tree!
How to find the biggest tree?
At this moment, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from behind.
Lin Feng turned around and saw a harpoon flying towards him quickly. He quickly dodged and avoided the sneak attack.
Looking up, a fisherman wearing shorts, a vest and a conical hat appeared in front of me.
The other party was raising another harpoon in front of him, holding the fork with both hands, staring at Lin Feng with extreme vigilance.
"Who are you! Where are you from!?"
The fishermen's voices were so loud that five or six more fishermen immediately ran out of the woods and surrounded Lin Feng from all directions.
These people obviously regarded him as an intruder.
"My name is Lin Feng. I'm a magician. I came from the southeastern city of Ghani. I accidentally fell into the water and drifted to this place. I have no intention of offending you."
Lin Feng said.
When he was out in the world, he gave himself an identity, and he didn't believe that anyone in this remote place knew he was Ryan Wood.
Of course, he had never been to the main city of Ghani in the southeast of the Star-Moon Empire. He only knew that it was in the upper reaches of the river.
Hearing this, several fishermen looked at each other, and then looked up and down at Lin Feng's clothes, but the suspicion in their eyes did not disappear.
"Come back with us to see the village chief!" Several people, holding harpoons, approached Lin Feng step by step.
These fishermen were ordinary people, and even though Lin Feng showed a very friendly attitude, they still did not trust him.
Lin Feng guessed that this might be because no outsiders had entered the village for a long time, or that it had been destroyed by outsiders, which led to the residents here being very suspicious.
Although he could knock these people down with just one move, he still allowed himself to be surrounded by them and taken to the village like a prisoner.
It was almost evening at this time. When Lin Feng came to the village, he became the focus of attention of every household.
Lin Feng was also looking at this village, which didn't look very big and had about a hundred households.
The houses in the village are all made of mud, which look primitive and backward. There is an animal carcass hanging at the door of every household.
The air was filled with the smell of fish and the blood of these animals.
The strange thing was that the animal carcasses looked like they had just been killed, and blood was still dripping onto the ground.
Looking at this series of hanging meat, it seems like you have come to a stall selling pork, but at the same time, it makes people's scalp tingle for some reason.
The onlookers had no smiles on their faces. Instead, they were more frightened and alert than the fishermen.
Lin Feng just felt like a lamb to be slaughtered, and this village also gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.
"Hey, big brother, where is this place? Why are all these meats hanging outside?" Lin Feng asked a fisherman who looked relatively honest and was walking beside him and pointing a harpoon at him.
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask!" As expected, he just looked honest, but his tone was not polite at all.
"Isn't this something I shouldn't ask?"
The fisherman ignored Lin Feng and instead quickened his pace, urging Lin Feng to move forward faster.
Lin Feng looked around and saw that after the villagers had watched, they quickly returned to their homes and closed the doors.
If it was just one or two people going home and closing the door, it wouldn't be strange. What was strange was that these people behaved as if they had discussed it beforehand, and they were very unified and in tacit agreement.
Like his former neighbors, especially the elderly, they would go for a walk and chat on the street after dinner, but this village gave people a lifeless feeling.
After walking for a while, Lin Feng was brought to the door of a house.
This family was different from the others. There were no carcasses of slaughtered animals hanging at the door.
But when he arrived here, Lin Feng noticed something different.
In the yard of this family, there is a very tiny magic circle, which is emitting a faint magical aura.
It seems that not all villagers are ordinary people. Those who can draw magic circles must be magicians.
"Whose house is this?" Lin Feng asked.
"Village chief, we caught a outsider today. He said he came from the main city of Gani." The fishermen's representative walked to the front of the house and knocked on the closed wooden door.
Soon, footsteps were heard from inside and the door was slowly opened.
He had deep eye sockets, slightly bulging eyeballs, a face full of wrinkled skin, and a skinny, hunched body only about 1.4 meters tall. The cane in his hand was sticking on the ground, supporting his frail body that looked like it would be blown down by the wind.
When Lin Feng saw the village chief for the first time, he felt like he was seeing an old witch in a fairy tale, and even suspected that the other person was a dead spirit.
But the other party did not have the green light emitted by the undead, only a little bit of magical fluctuations.
I guess this village chief must be a magician.
"You guys go back first." The village chief raised his drooping eyelids and spoke in a very weak voice.
"Village chief, this..." a fisherman said worriedly.
"No, he is not a bad person." said the village chief.
After hearing what the village chief said, several fishermen stopped insisting. After warning Lin Feng with their eyes, they took their harpoons and left.
The sky gradually darkened and every household closed their doors.
"Come in, your Excellency the Respected Magician."
At this moment, the village chief performed a magician's etiquette towards Lin Feng, which was the kind of etiquette that a lower-level magician uses to express respect when seeing a higher-level magician.
When he was in the Caesar Empire, Lin Feng had never enjoyed such treatment. Unexpectedly, after coming to a foreign country, he finally experienced the feeling of being respected by his peers for the first time.
Although the village chief did not look very good, he was very polite and Lin Feng had a good impression of him.
After Lin Feng entered the house, the village chief looked outside, then walked in and closed the wooden door tightly.
"By the way, village chief, why did you tell them that I am not a bad person? Can you tell at a glance that I am a good person?" Lin Feng asked.
At this moment, the village chief suddenly opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Lin Feng in one gulp!