Looking in front of me, I saw a completely unfamiliar village. There is no big stone at the entrance of the village in the previous memory, and there are no long lines of villagers waiting for treatment at the entrance of the village. Everything is more quiet, with the thatched roofs of the huts flapping in the breeze.
The cool breeze blew across his face, and there were beads of sweat hanging on it. Yan Yang walked slowly in surprise. He knew nothing about the village in front of him, as if he had entered another world.
For the past few days, he had only been treated as a follower of the deputy leader, and now that he was away from the deputy leader, he felt a little flinched for the first time.
Shaking his head, he encouraged himself and walked over there calmly.
However, as soon as he entered the village, he suddenly heard a questioning voice not far away: "Who are you!"
Startled, Yan Yang took two steps back and looked in the direction of the sound. I saw a man walking out of an alley with a green mask on his face. He didn't look like a kind person.
After all, Yan Yang is also a hero of the wine alliance. When he saw the visitor dressed strangely, he plucked up the courage and said loudly: "I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname. It's none other than Uncle Yan Yang."
"Yan Yang?" The man glanced at him, and seeing his domineering aura, he said angrily: "You've never heard of him, let's go!"
Not to be outdone, Yan Yang pinched his waist with one hand and pointed forward with the other: "Why are you so angry, you little masked thief? If you hadn't gotten lost, grandpa wouldn't have bothered to come here."
When the man heard what he said, he smiled instead of getting angry: "Haha, the boss is still lost when he is not young, how can he still have the nerve to call himself grandpa?"
The more they cursed, the more energetic they got, and they got closer to each other and almost started to fight each other.
After all, Yan Yang had been trained by the Wine Alliance. Although he was in poor condition due to the blood mist, it was not difficult to defeat the man. But just when the two of them were about to take action, several people slowly walked out from the surrounding huts.
"Brother Li, what are you arguing about?" A young girl walked out from the opposite room, but she also wore a same-colored mask, which looked quite strange.
"Don't fight, don't fight." There was also an old man in his sixties who persuaded them gently in a local accent.
Yan Yang saw many people suddenly appear around him, all wearing the same green mask. He originally expected them to be accomplices from the same village. But listening to their voices, they seemed to be no different from ordinary villagers, which made me feel even more strange.
"You must have gotten lost. I just heard about it in the house." The girl walked towards Yan Yang, smiling like a bell under her mask.
Seeing that the girl didn't seem to be bad, Yan Yang nodded numbly: "Uh, that's right."
An old man of similar age behind the old man stretched his neck and asked with a pinched voice: "Since you are lost, where are you originally from?"
Yan Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally told them briefly how he came here and how he got lost.
Yan Yang's explanation was not very logical and was basically told in flashback. When he finally said that he was from the Wine League, the girl cried out in surprise and hurriedly held his hand.
"It turns out it's Master Yan from the Wine Alliance. It's because we were negligent." The girl pulled him, and several people around her nodded. Even the "Brother Li" just now is gradually losing his momentum.
"Let's talk inside. It's too foggy outside." The old man waved his hand and let everyone enter the house.
Yan Yangzheng also had nowhere to go, so he wanted to find out the way back here first, so that he could get there without any delay. With this thought in mind, he followed the others into a hut.
Stepping over the threshold, although the house is simple, there is no smell of corpses like those in the previous villages. The furniture was fairly clean, and the narrow windows let in red light from outside.
At this moment, Yan Yang suddenly thought that there seemed to be no serious deaths in this village.
No wonder. It dawned on him. The strange feeling he had since entering the village probably stemmed from this. Unlike the desolate and desolate village before, this place looks much more peaceful.
After entering the house, the boy next to the door fastened the door bolt. At this time, everyone took off their masks one after another, revealing their original cheeks.
Yan Yang looked around and saw that they looked the same as people elsewhere. Why he wears that unique mask has become the most curious thing in Yan Yang's mind.
There was a faint herbal aroma filling the room, probably because of the masks. Someone brought him a bowl of water. Yan Yang happened to be thirsty, so he picked it up and drank it.
Putting down the porcelain bowl, Yan Yang felt a little refreshed.
"Don't you know the village across the grassland?" Yan Yang thought for a while and decided that finding the way back was the most important thing.
"Of course I know." The old man stroked the corner of the table and said calmly, "Our place is called Lucun. The village over there, which is next to ours and has fewer people than us, is called Xiaolucun."
Yan Yang heard that they knew this, which was extremely convenient. A smile suddenly appeared on his face and he felt much more relaxed.
"Master Yan, you just said that Leader Bai of the Wine Alliance is also here?" The girl's eyes were full of joy, "Is this true?"
Listening to her tone, Yan Yang could probably guess what was going on. It seems that this girl is a fan of his Bai Meng leader. No wonder she became so excited when she heard that she was from the Jiu Meng.
It doesn't matter anyway, Yan Yang nodded and admitted: "Yes, the leader is in Xiaolu Village now, treating the people."
As soon as the girl got the confirmation, she almost jumped up from her seat with joy. Yan Yang was also honest and happy, thinking that this girl was not bad looking, and maybe she would get along well with the deputy leader.
The elderly people in the seats were more steady. They nodded one after another and sighed: "You are so busy working everywhere and thinking about us people. I really... thank you."
Yan Yang waved his hands quickly: "No, no, the leaders are the most powerful. Don't thank me. I... this villain can't bear it."
He said it very sincerely. After all, he knew that he was a rower. Although he belonged to the wine league, except for this specialty, he was no different from his companions in other aspects.
The old people smiled. One of the old men grabbed the green mask next to him and waved it twice: "Just this thing, I have to thank your wine club for sending it, otherwise we old bones will definitely have died."
Yan Yang couldn't help being surprised when he heard the old man mention this thing that made him curious, and then mentioned the wine alliance.
"Uncle, you said...this is from the Wine Alliance?" He held his thighs in surprise and leaned forward as if he was about to fall, "How can this be possible?"
After all, he and the deputy leader were the only ones returning from the Wine Alliance. He had never heard of this kind of mask, so how could he give it to these villagers?
As for the deputy leader, he has been very busy these days, and I haven't seen him invent such a thing.
Something bad felt in his heart. Although Yan Yang didn't understand the reason, no matter how stupid he was, he could still realize that this matter was not simple.
Of course, he didn't know what to do. He should report this matter to the deputy leader as soon as possible.
