Chapter 119 [Strange Tales of Harvest Village]

Author: Caixinguaguagua

Chapter 119 [Strange Tales of Harvest Village]

Jinhae County is located in the south of Guangqing Prefecture, on the Luoyang Plateau, which rises layer by layer. Although the county is flat, it is covered with loess and sand. The temperature difference between day and night is large, and it only rains in autumn all year round.

affected by this harsh environment.

The people living here literally face the loess and turn their backs to the sky, and most of them make a living by planting high-quality drought- and cold-resistant barley.

Every early autumn.

The barley is about to be ripe but not yet ripe, when it is strong and strong.

Looking down from the sky, you can see the continuous golden wheat fields like the waves of the sea, which is so spectacular that it is called the Golden Sea.

Rumble——

The sea of ​​thunder surges, and the sky is like ink.

On the loess land, a strong wind carrying flying sand roared past, and everything you looked around was dim and hazy.

Today's autumn is too unusual.

The frequency of thunderstorms in Gimhae County is far higher than in previous years, and accompanied by strong winds, it has brought great inconvenience to production and life.

"Many days of thunderstorms and strong winds have pushed the wheat production into decline. This year's wheat production will be greatly reduced."

Above the official road in the field.

Chen Hong, who was tall and tall and had a dark complexion, glanced at the fallen wheat fields in the distance and sighed with regret.

"It doesn't matter what it does whether it lives or lives."

A lean man on the other horse grinned carelessly:

"As long as the Whale Alliance doesn't fall, we won't be hungry. Isn't meat more delicious than rice and noodles?"

"What's meat?"

There was a fat-headed man left with his chest exposed and his mouth open and said:

"If this is true, it's only ten thousand taels, and it's nothing to eat and drink every day."

"Tsk tsk, that's true."

Chen Hong and the fleshy man also perked up when they heard this, with a bit of greed in their eyes.

a few days ago.

The northern headquarters gave the order.

A reward list was posted for unusual information, but if it turned out to be true, the reward was 10,000 taels of silver, which caused a sensation in the entire Guangqing Mansion.

As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward.

Suddenly there are a large number of "bounty hunters" in the folk world.

Either act alone, or in groups, collecting all kinds of strange stories, or going deep into the mountains and forests, all trying to be the lucky one.

Risk is nothing.

Ten thousand taels!

I don’t know how many people can break their heads and rush to death in this world!

Chen Hong and the others from Tangkou in Luoshan County are one of these thousands of "bounty hunters".

The three of them are not of high cultivation.

Chen Hong, the strongest, has barely managed to reach his full potential, and his influence is limited. He is usually the one being called around.

A few days ago.

Although the three people got together and talked about a lot of ambitions, after they sobered up, they basically did what they should do and didn't know where to start.

Fortunately.

Maybe time will turn in response to that sentence.

Last night, the three of them accidentally heard a strange story from a traveler.

It is said that there is an area in the county called Fengshou Village. It has been stormy for many days, but the wheat fields have remained standing. It is said that it is magical, and it is said that it is blessed by the Grain God.

The foolish sayings of gods and ghosts.

The three of them didn't believe it.

Few martial arts practitioners believe in any gods or Buddhas, because those who are powerful are comparable to gods and Buddhas themselves.

The three people became suspicious.

I made some hasty preparations without notifying the hall master. With the idea of ​​eating alone, I took my weapons and hurried to Fengshou Village at dawn today.

The reason why it was delayed until evening has not arrived yet.

Because of……

"No, are you sure there is such a place?"

After running for dozens of miles, the three people, who were gradually leaving the official road, stopped again. The lean Zhuo Jun looked at the map in his hand, his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan".

Lift your eyes and look around.

The altitude was already very high, like black clouds in the sky. The wind howled and howled, and all I could see was the dark red hills and ravines of the Gobi desert. It was desolate and vast. Not to mention the lack of human habitation, not even a single bird could be seen.

Can there be a village in this land?

Still growing wheat?

What nonsense!

Zhuo Jun felt that they were being fooled.

"We haven't arrived yet, why are we in a hurry?"

With his chest exposed, Yang Long grabbed the map, squinted his eyes to compare the surrounding terrain, and finally looked at a dark red high slope ahead:

"I must listen carefully. You can see the Harvest Village after climbing over the red mountain. After a long time, I have to take a look."

Rumble——

At this moment, the sound of thunder and lightning in the sky became louder, and the rolling thunder dragon seemed to be running overhead, making the three of them tremble in fright.

The strong wind hit the three of them with increasingly heavy raindrops, adding a bit of chilliness.

Heavy rain is coming!

"Don't worry about whether it's true or not, just find a place to take shelter from the rain!"

Chen Hong frowned and urged.

The sky was dark, the ground was dark, and the cold rain was drifting. Not only was his body cold, but he also felt a little uneasy for no reason in his heart.

"drive!"

At that moment, the three of them drove their horses and set off again.

A few minutes later.

The three people and three horses climbed up the Red Mountain and immediately raised their eyes to look around.

"this……"

next moment.

The three of them all looked shocked.

Just inside the dam under the desolate red mountain.

A large golden wheat field undulates in the strong wind. At the end of the wheat field, there is a green sparse forest, and a village with hundreds of households is vaguely visible. There is a straight dark red village road extending outside the village, dividing the large wheat field into two.

At the entrance of the dark red dirt road.

There is an archway standing with the vague words "Fengshou Village" on it.

At a glance.

It's like an oasis in the middle of a dry desert.

Extraordinarily abrupt.

There is an indescribable weird feeling.

"This village..."

Chen Hong looked down at Fengshou Village, and the strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

Fengshou Village is not big. It is rectangular in shape, about two or three miles wide and five miles long. It can only be regarded as a small village.

The weird thing is.

So neat!
To be continued...