A few minutes later, Jiang Chen arrived at the entrance of the village.
The village is lined with neat rows of wooden houses and criss-crossing stone roads with no end in sight.
As soon as he walked in, there were two children chasing each other and jumping past Jiang Chen like the wind.
This speed is much faster than that of ordinary adults.
The two children, who looked to be only seven or eight years old, were holding homemade wooden knives and wooden swords in their hands.
Soon, the child who was chasing behind caught up with the playmate who was escaping in front and slashed him with a knife.
The latter immediately turned around, raised his wooden sword and blocked it.
Bang!
With a dull collision, the two children each stepped back four or five steps.
Almost at the same time, the two of them kicked off their feet and charged forward again.
The wooden knife and wooden sword in his hands also collided together again.
Bang!
After another muffled sound, the two children separated as soon as they touched each other.
Immediately, the next round of collisions began.
The two fought hard to separate each other.
At this moment, a strong man suddenly rushed over from not far away.
This man was somewhat familiar to Jiang Chen. He was the man who entertained him when he first entered this place. His name was Kada.
I saw Kada holding a branch, quickly inserted it between the two fighting children, and then whipped him on each side.
Immediately, the two children were knocked directly to the ground.
However, the two did not cry or make trouble, and even wanted to get up and continue fighting.
"It's cultural class time now. Who asked you to fight? Go back to the classroom!"
With that said, Kadar moved forward and picked up the two children, one in each hand, like chickens.
Then he turned around and left here.
"Brother Kada."
Jiang Chen shouted quickly.
"Little mortal brother!"
Kada followed the sound and immediately his eyes lit up and his face showed joy.
He quickly walked over and asked, "Are you here to take part in the third trial of the God of War?"
"That's right."
Jiang Chen nodded: "The third trial of the God of War should start soon, right?"
"The Three Trials of the Martial God will not be started until after the Martial God Festival."
Kada answered in detail: "The village chief said that the Warrior God Festival will be held at noon."
"Noon? It seems a little long."
Jiang Chen looked at the time. It was only 2 o'clock in the morning. He had to wait for almost 10 hours. This was enough time to get some sleep.
He then asked: "Isn't it the village chief who has the final say on the time of the God of War Festival? Can it be brought forward a little earlier?"
"in advance?"
Kada thought for a while and said, "You have to ask the village chief."
"Brother Kada, please take me to see the village chief."
Jiang Chen naturally wanted to fight for it.
"Okay, you are a distinguished guest of Baibao Village, please come with me."
As he said that, Kada put the two children he was holding on the ground, and then kicked each of them: "Go back to class!"
The two children ran away and soon disappeared.
Afterwards, Kada took Jiang Chen and walked towards the depths of the village.
We kept going for about ten minutes.
After passing through a housing area and a fruit forest, a pond appears in front of you.
There is a huge banyan tree planted next to the pond.
Under the shade of a tree, a gray-haired old man was standing
Lying on a bamboo chair and fishing.
Standing next to him was a boy who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, waving a cattail leaf fan and fanning the old man.
This scene was almost exactly the same as when Jiang Chen came here for the first time.
This old man is Rufu, the head of Baibao Village.
The boy's name is Ake.
"Village Chief Rufu, little brother Fanchen is here."
Daka walked forward quickly, came to the old man and said respectfully.
"Mortal world?"
Rufu took his eyes away from the fishing rod and looked at Jiang Chen.
He said slowly: "Your Excellency Fanchen, are you ready to take part in the third trial of the God of War?"
"Yes, I just have a small suggestion."
Jiang Chen nodded and said.
"What proposal?"
Rufu looked puzzled.
"Can the time of the Martial God Festival be moved forward a little earlier? I want to participate in the third trial of the Martial God earlier."
Jiang Chen said very seriously.
"The War God Festival is at noon, so it's already very fast."
Rufu replied.
"I want to join now."
Jiang Chen fought for it again.
"I'm afraid not. I have already informed all the villagers about the time of the God of War Festival. It is not appropriate to change it any more."
Rufu refused.
"It seems I can only go to bed."
Jiang Chen muttered to himself and prepared to log off and rest.
At this moment, Ling's voice suddenly sounded: "Ask the village chief if he is fishing for the Wanshou turtle in the pond."
"Um?"
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, filled with confusion: "What do you mean?"
"This guy is about to live for a long time. He has been fishing here. He probably wants to catch the Wanshou turtle in the pond."
Ling said with a hint of joking: "It's a pity that he will never catch it like this."
"How do you know what he wants to catch?"
Jiang Chen asked with his consciousness: "No, how do you know there is a longevity turtle in the pond?"
"As I said, there is nothing in the Origin Continent that I don't know about."
Ling said impatiently: "Just ask."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen also looked at Lu Fu and asked with a serious face: "Village Chief, are you fishing for the Wanshou turtle in the pond?"
"Um?"
Rufu's arm suddenly trembled and he looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.
Ake and Kada next to him also had surprised expressions on their faces.
"How do you know I'm fishing for turtles?"
Rufu asked immediately.
"Tell him that his bait is wrong, and he will never catch the Wanshou Turtle this way."
The voice of the spirit sounded in my mind.
Jiang Chen immediately repeated: "Your bait is wrong, and you won't be able to catch the Wanshou Turtle."
"Wrong bait?!"
Rufu's expression became more and more surprised.
He had no time to think about why Jiang Chen knew this, so he hurriedly asked: "Then what bait should be used?"
"Ask him to allow you to take the Third Martial God Trial immediately, and you will tell him."
Spiritual consciousness said.
"Village Chief, I do know what bait to use, but this Martial God's Three Trials..."
Although Jiang Chen hadn't finished speaking, the meaning was already obvious.
Hearing this, Rouf said directly without thinking: "As long as you tell me what bait to use, we can hold the Martial God Festival now and let you participate in the third trial of the Martial God!"
“It’s a deal!”
Jiang Chen's eyes widened.
“It’s a deal!”
Rufu nodded seriously, his eyes also shining brightly.
"Tell him that if you want to catch Wanshou turtles, you need to use golden silkworm larvae."
At the same time, Ling's voice sounded in Jiang Chen's mind.
"Your Excellency Fanchen, tell me, what kind of bait should I use?"
Rufu asked again.
"Golden silkworm larvae."
Jiang Chen replied.
As soon as these words came out, Rufu frowned. After a long time, he said to himself: "Yes, I have never tried golden silkworm larvae..."
Immediately, he took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Notify all villagers to hold the God of War Festival!"