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Chapter 168: Deep Demon Village

 When Mo Xiao and his party returned to the church, the priests ignored their doubts and surprises and immediately led everyone back to the cellar passage and began to seal the entrance with wooden boards. The temperature in the church was already very low, and the cold air could not

It kept pouring into the passage, and the priests were shaking from the cold, not to mention the elf children in the cellar.

Fortunately, there were enough materials, and the entrance was quickly sealed, and some gaps were blocked in time with straw and the blankets they were wearing. In less than ten minutes, the church was covered with a thin layer of frost.

Each of the priests headed by Tobio had their hands cracked by the cold and had blisters.

"Okay, let's do this for now. If we can find other materials, we can find a way to seal it more tightly. Let's go down."

In the cellar, Emily lit a small pile of firewood and set up a large pot. She didn't know what was being cooked. The elves hugged each other and sat next to the firewood to keep warm. Their thin clothes could not save more heat, and their little faces were frozen.

Blushed, they huddled together, shivering from the cold.

Seeing Tobio and others coming down, the elves raised their heads and shouted in surprise: "The priests are back!"

"How's it going up there?" Emily turned her head and asked hurriedly.

"It's barely blocked, but if the cold wave lasts for too long, I'm afraid..." Tobio did not continue, he knew that others understood what he meant.

"How many bags of grain are piled up to block it? There are so many anyway." Shu Mo interjected. He leaned out half of Mo Xiao's collar and pointed at the bags of grain behind the cellar.

"So much food?" Only then did Tobio notice where Shu Mo was pointing. He was puzzled, "Where did it come from?"

Emily's face turned pale and she said nothing. Fortunately, Guili opened her mouth in time and said, "These are the materials we donated to the Holy Spirit Church."

Tobio was surprised and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your generosity. We are lucky to have goddess people like you. May I ask who you are..."

"I am the leader of Beast Tooth Village, and they are all my companions." Guili pointed at Mo Xiao and the others and said simply.

"The glory of the goddess has long since disappeared from the earth, and there are not many people left who still have faith..." Tobio said sincerely. The old dwarf held Gui Li's hand tightly and looked at Mo Xiao and his party.

, "I thank you, and all our priests express our gratitude to you."

As he said, the priests behind Tobio all bowed.

Everyone, including Gui Li, was a little embarrassed. After all, their original intention was not like this... And when it came to faith... Gui Li and they didn't know, but Mo Xiao was sure that his group of people didn't

One has faith.

"Mr. Tobio, did you get any food this week?" Emily asked after clearing her expression.

Tobio turned his head, and Ryuk, who was holding the giant hammer, suddenly smiled bitterly: "Oh no, I forgot it in the church, including a few leather coats I bought for the children."

"I have clothes." Mo Xiao opened the prop library and took out several down jackets, "You're welcome."

These strange yet extremely warm clothes surprised the elves and priests. They were so wide and long that even for the dwarves and elves, they could be used as quilts when wrapped around them.

"You either?" Mo Xiao turned to Gui Li beside him and asked.

Gui Li found that he could no longer see through this group of people. He pondered for a moment, pulled Mo Xiao over to his ear and asked softly: "Are you from the Deep Demon Village?"

Mo Xiao did not try to be mysterious and said directly: "No, I would like to ask where the Deep Demon Village is."

"Sure enough...it seems that I guessed wrong from the beginning." Gui Li showed a hint of surprise, "Deep Demon Village is an isolated place, similar to the elves, but compared to the elves' archery skills,

The deep demons have weird personalities and are better at magic, and..."

Gui Li paused for a moment and glanced at the other people behind Mo Xiao: "I am just as ignorant of worldly affairs as you, and I look like a legendary human being."

"Like humans?" Mo Xiao became interested, "Do you know where the Deep Demon Village is?"

Gui Li said angrily: "I told you to be isolated from the world. I don't know where they are. There are many secluded races and families on this continent. I just cooperated with a deep demon tribe when I traveled before, and I had some friendship.

Only then did I understand this. He is just like you, claiming to be a human being, but his eyes occasionally turn red, which is different from yours."

"Turn red..."

Mo Xiao and Patty looked at each other. They both knew that human eyes would definitely not turn red casually, but the eyes of vampires turned red when using abilities. Could it be that the deep demons are vampires?

He was a little interested, but he couldn't find any more clues, so he could only keep it in his heart.

"Where are you from? Tell me if you can?" Guili looked at everyone again and asked.

Mo Xiao waved her hand decisively: "Don't ask, I involve our privacy, some things cannot be discussed casually."

Traveling through the world at will is risky, so how can they dare to tell everyone about their origins? It is easy to cause a sensation, and there is no guarantee that people who are interested will want to go to the real world through them. Even if they are familiar with Guili, things that should be kept secret must be kept secret.

,This is the principle.

"Little guy, you don't want to say anything either?" Gui Li smiled, looked at Ling Dang and Shu Mo and said.

Bell Dang covered his mouth with his little paw and shook his head. Shu Mo snorted and remained silent. Guili shrugged helplessly and did not ask any more questions.

The priests and elves held the hard black bread and gnawed hard, while a large square piece of dairy product exuding a rich milky aroma was boiled in the pot.

The elves stared at the pot eagerly, waiting until the dairy products melted, then adding some water, and a pot of fresh milk was completed. It was much better than the popsicle-like bread they were eating now.

Mo Xiao had eaten these foods before at the Beast Tooth Village. The taste was really unflattering. Now it was frozen like a stone. Not only did it taste bad, it was even hard to bite.

Seeing them eating these, Shu Mo was too embarrassed to even take out his usual snacks. He even felt that he had a better life than them when he was digging through trash cans.

The cat demon girl sighed: "Landlord, please take out all my guys. I believe no one wants to eat them."

"If so many people want to cook..." Mo Xiao looked around, and there were more than twenty people in his party, "I have an interesting idea."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Li saw Mo Xiao starting to take out things again. Needless to say, pots and pans were all similar in every world. At most, he was surprised at how new these kitchen utensils were. However,

What he took out next was incomprehensible to Gui Li and other priests and elves.

A cylindrical jar is connected to a rectangular and flat... I can’t tell what it is.

"Hey, you still need a gas stove to cook hot pot..." Mo Xiao said.


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