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The first thousand three hundred and ninety-eight chapters of the small village by the forest

Songlin Village is the name of this village located next to the dense forest, far away from the city. The name sounds a bit elegant, much like a passing poet who was sighing about me while he was staying at a roadside inn while smelling of alcohol.

Why was it relegated to a casual name? But in fact, this village was just the villagers thinking of it: because there is a pine forest behind the village. If there is a stone slope behind the village, do you think they can still give such an elegant name?

No - I don't believe they can come up with three characters for Shijiazhuang.

Although this village is remote, it is not too small and does not look very poor. It may be located right on the border between the Principality of Hassad and the home country. Occasionally travelers will pass by here through dense forests and mountain roads.

The small village has maintained a healthy level of prosperity. There seem to be about a hundred households here, and the houses are scattered on both sides of a small river that runs through the village. In front of the village is the forest we just walked out of.

Behind it stood an imposing-looking high mountain. The terrain on both sides of the mountain gradually eased, and then suddenly rose up. It should be part of a mountain range, and the small river running through the village was parallel to the mountain range, in the distance.

We took a detour and led to the mountains. We could see the snow water flowing down from the mountains. With the mountains on our back and the forest facing us, even the river flowing through the village came down from the mountains. It can be said that this is a quite closed place.

, if you look at this place from the perspective of economic development, it is definitely not a good place, but if you are nearly 80 years old and have waist and leg pain and want to find a place to retire, then you can’t find any better place besides here: Look

Look at the environment here!

The silly guy led us onto the gravel road in the village. Dingdang sneakily poked his little head out of my pocket and looked around curiously with everyone else. The village didn't even have a wall, only a circle outside.

The fence to prevent wild animals is considered as a demarcation, and of course there is no village gate. Walking on the man-made road means entering the village. Even the fence seems not to be taken seriously by the villagers: I saw at least four or five

Every family built a house hundreds of meters away from the fence outside the village. They lived in isolation as if they were experts from the world. Based on the cleanliness and specifications of those houses, I judged that their owners did not end up splashing dirty water at the door all day long.

The one who was kicked out of the village by his neighbors...

Because it is close to the woods, most of the houses in the village are made of local materials and are basically made of wooden structures. These houses look a bit like old wooden houses in Europe, with rough thick wooden boards nailed together without even cleaning the bark.

It is made into a wall, and hemp rope and black mud are stuffed in the middle to block the wind. Most of the houses are two-story. The top is a sloping roof paved with wooden tiles, and the bottom is supported by thick wooden piles, about half a meter above the ground.

To prevent moisture, you have to rely on several wooden stairs to enter and exit the house. Some of the houses with courtyards should belong to large families, but they are also squeezed together casually with the surrounding old wooden houses. There is no distinction between high and low. You can see it on the front eaves of almost every house.

When you look at the hanging dried skins and dried meats, you can also see some tools with no obvious function, but obviously not related to farm work, placed under the window sill. I guess they are related to hunting or leatherworking: there are not many around this village that can be used for farming.

The land, so hunting should be the main source of livelihood for the villagers. I am very worried that if the folk customs are so fierce and everyone is a stupid hunter, will the unlucky beasts in the forest be enough for them to bully...

This village is so simple and simple. I walked around for a long time and couldn't tell whether they have a place that can be called the "village chief's house" as an administrative center. At this time, the sun was setting in the sky, and every household was on fire.

During meal time, the smoke from cooking in the village floats everywhere... Although I can't smell what it is, it smells pretty good. Villagers can be seen wandering around in twos and threes on the road. Most of them are waiting for the meal at home after a busy day.

Men. Most of these locals have high nose bridges and deep eye sockets. They have slightly Western characteristics. After seeing them, I was sure of one thing: the stupid big guys and muscles are indeed the result of genetic mutations. Most of them in this place

Still a normal person...

The silly big man greeted everyone cheerfully. He seemed to be quite popular in the village. When the villagers saw this brown bear-like man dragging a real bear behind him, they did not look surprised at all. Some people responded in an exaggerated way:

"Silly man, if you are stronger now, you should go to the mountains to slay dragons, right?" Some looked happy: "Hey - enough to feed the whole village for a few days! If you continue like this, the other hunters in the village will have forgotten all their skills.

Come on!" Then 100% of the villagers will focus on the few of us: "Are they travelers?"

"They are wandering scholars from the imperial capital. They are all knowledgeable and distinguished people!"

The silly guy took the trouble to introduce everyone in this way, with an almost proud look on his face, as if he had done such an introduction for us, and he had also benefited from the "knowledge". Then the villagers would lead

Looking at us with surprise and admiration, he bowed slightly and sighed: "People from the imperial capital wear different clothes every time. The changes in big cities are indeed faster than those in the countryside..."

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead while returning the greetings to them, thinking that fortunately these people who are struggling to make ends meet don’t think about too many trivial matters besides filling their stomachs. They don’t have many thoughts about outsiders except being curious about them.

Such a small village is much better than teleporting directly to a big city. Speaking of such a simple village, such a peaceful atmosphere, such simple people - I almost forgot that this world is right next to the most deadly gunpowder in the void.

Bucket.

"You guys wait for me, I'm going to put the prey in front of the statue so that the whole village can eat it." The stupid guy turned his head and said in a rough voice. I heard the word "goddess" in his mouth, and instantly

With a thought in his heart, he and Bingtis shouted in unison: "Wait a minute, let's go too!"

The silly guy was startled by our voices, and then he showed a clear look: "Oh, yes, everyone has to say hello to the goddess, especially those of you who are traveling. I forgot about this."

Statues of gods, goddesses, the beliefs of the local world—nine times out of ten, these have something to do with the artifact we are looking for. Bingtis failed to sense the breath of the artifact with his divine talent. That thing should not be simply hidden in

This planet is so simple somewhere, so we can only find clues from the beliefs and myths of the local civilization. The goddess that the idiot mentioned now should be very related to it.

We followed the big man and came to the place where the statue of the God was placed: there was no church or any other special building as expected. This was the largest open space in the village. It seemed to be a place where the villagers gathered and held activities. The statue of the goddess was there.

It is placed high on a circular stone platform in the middle of the open space. It is a statue carved from ordinary mountain stone. It looks as tall as a real person. Although the material is simple, it is very fine and meticulous. It is obvious that the people who carved it are

The craftsman was pious and cautious when cutting the knife. The statue shows a beautiful and refined woman with long hair shawl, a loving and majestic expression, and is wearing a gorgeous female armor. I combine it with my mind

After comparing the image of the "Star Scout" that I had seen in the movie, I found that the two are indeed two or three points similar, however...

Obviously not the same person.

But secondarily, whether it looks like it or not, the mortals in this world must have never seen the face of the true god. The goddess has been dead for many years. The religion of this world is probably born out of the information disturbance left by the artifact. And even if someone has seen it,

No matter what the real god looks like, they may not necessarily copy the image of the god 100% into their own works, but they will make certain beautification and modifications - anyway, I have seen Dingdang's image in the temples of the Goddess of Life everywhere.

Dingdang himself has never shown the statue of the God, which is full of kindness and power, and I guess there are not many monks who would dare to hang the goddess at the door of the church with her sugary smile.

Give people a tour...

Qian Qian lightly touched Bingtis's arm, and a few of us also focused our attention on the female gangster, who had a faint golden halo in her eyes. Then she shook her head: "It's just a stone statue, I can't feel it.

The divinity...at least I can't feel it now. But I don't rule out that the religion behind this statue is related to the artifact. After all, this is just a small place, and maybe the power of the artifact is not enough to benefit this place."

Finally, Bingtis added: "After all, that thing should be just the USB flash drive used by the scouts back then..."

We will not discuss the topic that even the tickles used by the gods can be used to slay dragons.

The stupid man easily placed the giant furbolg that he had dragged all the way in front of the statue of the goddess. The ground shook three times, and then the strong and clumsy-looking man lowered his head and prayed silently, seemingly still.

Quite pious: It seems that belief in this goddess has become the grassroots culture on this planet. Even such a crude hunter has a pious heart. I thought about it. It seems that I should also look like praying to prevent

The villagers passing by mistakenly thought that the people who came today were pagans or something. So they lowered their heads and silently recited the multiplication tables. Next to them, Qian Qian also lowered her heads in the same way: she was reciting recipes. Bingtis was the most interesting, she lowered her head

He held his head and muttered: "Hello, senior, I am Bingtis, an archaeological expert sent by the God Realm. The man next to me is a friend of Father God. He is here to observe three minutes of silence with you. It's time for you to close your eyes, so hurry up.

Give us your USB flash drive. This world is not always peaceful. There are a bunch of bastards waiting to cause trouble outside. The younger generation should be polite here and give her a holy light..."

I'm very worried that if that old man really has a spirit in heaven, will he let the artifact self-destruct to prove his integrity because of Bingtis's nonsense...

At this time, the silly big man had finished his short prayer. When he lowered his head to pray, this giant-like strong man looked nondescript, part gentle and part beast, but when he raised his head and turned around, he looked much more comfortable.

, he smiled at us: "Well, I'm done. If you don't mind, come to my house to rest. There is nothing in my house, but the house is big and there are several empty rooms that are not needed. Originally,

The village chief should have arranged for people to entertain the guests, but the village chief went to the city two days ago and will probably come back tomorrow morning..."

Of course we had no objections and nodded one after another. Qian Qian curiously pointed to the dead bear placed in front of the statue of the goddess in the open air: "Is this something left in the square like this?"

The silly guy nodded: "Yeah, just leave it. Leave it in front of the statue of the goddess overnight, otherwise the black boy's meat won't be cut. Tomorrow the village priest will come and cut the meat and cook it, and the whole village will eat the meat at noon.

.The village chief also came back at that time, just in time to let him take his first bite."

——It seems that this is some kind of unique custom. The so-called priest should be a religious person. I didn't expect that such a small village would have such a high-end and majestic-sounding "priest", let alone

I thought that the priest was also responsible for cooking a big pot of rice for the whole village. Of course, I didn't expect that the religious system based on the star domain god system also had a goddess who even took care of the big pot of rice. But it didn't matter when I thought about it. The "goddess" that the local people believed in

The only direct connection with the Star Territory God System is a USB flash drive. Strictly speaking, the religion of this world belongs to the original sect and has nothing to do with any doctrine in the Star Territory. Anyway, except for Sandora becoming a god in the future, I really can’t imagine it.

Whose Bible has this sentence: Priests, priests, and bishops hold the ladle. The chief cooks a big pot of rice for the believers, and organizes prayers...

Of course, strictly speaking, it is not unprecedented for clergy to organize a big pot meal in the doctrine. Isn't this thing called "holy communion" in a polite way? I can only say that it is the stupid way of describing it that makes people always feel that this is

The Goddess of the World teaches that the "Holy Supper" cannot be consecrated...

We were led by the silly guy to the door of his house. It was a big house with a courtyard, right on the bank of the river. Obviously, he had superior military power and could make the whole village eat meat by himself. He had a lot of power in the village.

Wealth that matches the combat power: a big house. The villagers did not regard this big man as a cheap coolie because of his simplicity (we have already seen that normal people in this world should be smarter than stupid big men, as they generally are)

Silly, big and thin, the latter is a cute guy with genetic mutations in both intelligence and body), although it may be because he can't beat him. But I would rather think that this is a sign of simple folk customs: the geographical location of this world is already hard enough

Come on, let's keep a good vision for it, at least a good vision for this village.

This big house with a courtyard has details that match the big stupid one: its courtyard door is almost twice as big as other normal houses. When I walked over, I felt like I was passing through a city gate. I looked at the people around me silently.

Pandora was making noises and Viska was looking around. I wonder if these two little girls had the illusion of passing through Nantianmen. Thinking of this, I quickly bent down and reminded these two little guys: "This big man is a good person, you two are not allowed to fight against each other."

He has a problem with his height."

Pandora said with a dull expression. Viska laughed cheerfully: "Brother, don't worry, I've been going to Atlantis every day for a while, and my resistance has already risen!"

Like other houses in the village, this "mansion" with a small courtyard is also built of wood. It has a two-story main house and a single-story wooden house built opposite the main house. Directly opposite the courtyard gate is

It looks like a long wooden shed like a warehouse or firewood shed. The courtyard wall is made of heavy logs cut in half and smashed into the ground, with the smooth wooden core facing in. The wooden fences of the courtyard wall are wrapped with animal sinews.

It looked very strong. There were many wooden shelves in the yard. You could see some leathers being dried in the yard. It seemed that as a hunter, the silly guy could not only hunt but also make leather. He let us in

Immediately after entering the yard, he went to the huge wooden barrel in the corner to fill a half-kettle of water, and then hurriedly ran to the kitchen: "Wait a minute, I'll boil the water. You people from the city are not used to drinking raw water. But this

The water is actually quite clean. After coming down from the mountain, I spent another day in a bucket..."

This big man is really warm-hearted. We couldn’t get over it when we saw him running around like this. Even Qian Qian couldn’t help it anymore. This girl ran over to help, but the other person was not happy: "How can I let you help me?"

The guests are taking action! If the villagers know about it, they will be laughed at!"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Qianqian had no choice but to go back. We took it all together and rummaged through our bags one after another (these packages were taken out from the space before meeting the big man to hide from others. After all, we were not sure about the local people's world view.

Is there a setting for taking things out of the portable space?), and took out the dry food that my sister and Anweina prepared for everyone before departure: home-made scones and muffin snacks. Each of us has a lot of these dry food and snacks. According to

Sister’s habit of packing luggage, it’s not difficult to imagine that the dry food brought by the few of us is actually enough to solve a small famine. After Dingdang helped confirm that these foods can also be eaten by local humans, we sent these things to the kitchen, and

He said that he would eat it when we had dinner together in the evening. Faced with this kind of sharing, the big man was very happy to accept it.

Then we idled in the yard waiting for dark, while sighing in the spiritual connection how unexpected this world on the "line of fire" was. After a while, Lin Xue started to play a lot with Viska out of boredom.

Childishly turning the flower rope, Bingtis began to discuss with me the action plan starting tomorrow. We decided to first have a general understanding of the customs of this world and the belief in the goddess in the village, and then do a little inspection of the local people and local creatures.

Whether there are any divinity residues caused by the artifact on the body, especially the so-called "priest" who has been blessed by the divine power of the star field.

If they can't find enough information here, the group will prepare to head to the "Imperial Capital" or the Principality of Hassad, where they should be able to find clues to the artifact.

Of course, all this is based on not arousing suspicion and not destroying the lives of local people. I found that losing Sandora's mind interference power is really inconvenient.

Because this world is in a dangerous "line of fire" zone, we should try not to use psionic devices such as portable satellites and probes unless we can. Therefore, our actions seem to be constrained. If this is not the case, we can only look for an artifact.

It should be easier.

At this time, a dark shadow suddenly ran among us. It turned out to be the smart kitten named "Xiao Hei" raised by the big man. This cat, like most of its kind, faces strangers.

It has always had a lazy and indifferent attitude, but now it probably saw that we were going to spend the night at this house, so it came over and looked at everyone curiously. It is obviously an animal, but the black cat squatted on the ground and looked around.

But Qian Qian looked like the mistress of the house. She couldn't hold back at the first sight and stretched out her paw to shake hands with the black cat...

Let's not consider how Qian Qian's brain works. Anyway, the black cat seemed to really understand etiquette. He stretched out his cat's paw and touched Qian Qian's hand lightly: this was considered a handshake.

"So clever!" Qian Qian became happy and held out a finger in front of the black cat, "What is this?"

Let's ignore Qian Qian's way of thinking, the black cat really meowed.

Qian Qian was overjoyed and stretched out three fingers: "What is this?"

The black cat answered patiently: "Meow, meow, meow."

This time, all of our eyes were focused on the cat. Qianqian continued to ask without hesitation: "What is three plus two?"

The black cat yawned and seemed a little impatient: "Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow!"

I was stunned for a moment, and then my mind opened up: "What is twenty thousand times two?"

Before I had time to be impressed by Qian Qian's thinking speed, the black cat glanced at Qian Qian impatiently: "Forty thousand."


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