Rentu Village is located in Jiming Mountain, Jizhou.
It is nearly a thousand miles away from Zhuxian University. There are endless mountain roads all the way, mostly with cliffs. You can only get here by plane or maglev train.
However, the hiding place of this man who slaughtered the village was very hidden, and the relevant information was kept very confidential. Even in the world of immortal cultivation, only a handful of people knew about it.
This is a paradise for evil people and a hell for good people. Most of the people who come here are exiled, or are fallen immortal cultivators who practice forbidden arts or evil arts.
The environment here is quite harsh and cultivation resources are extremely scarce.
Therefore, people die every day, whether it is night or day, it seems peaceful.
But what needs to be understood is that violence and murder often only happen in a moment.
Rentu Village is backed by Jiming Mountain. The sky here is covered with dark clouds, mostly thunder and lightning, and no pedestrians can be seen entering the village entrance.
I can't hear the mourning people everywhere, and I can't see the hungry people everywhere.
The moment Yang Feng got off the space-time battleship, he felt an inexplicable sense of vigilance in his heart.
"Well, mentor, this village shouldn't be an uninhabited village, right?"
Yang Feng walked in front, but the closer he got to Rentu Village, the more chills he felt down his spine.
"The head of Tutu Village, I will slaughter Pan Xuan with tens of thousands of people, and bring my disciples here to practice."
While speaking, an extremely dazzling badge appeared on Pan Xuan's hand.
A flame is engraved on it, and a pair of wings is engraved on the side with the words on the back.
"'Hellfire', 'Angel Wing' seems to be the youngest mass murderer in the history of Human Massacre Village - Fairy Qingxuan."
Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.
Then, under the watchful eyes of Yang Feng and Pan Xuan, a man wearing a festive red robe walked out of the entrance of Rentu Village. What was even weirder was that this man had "Hell Fire" in his hand and "Angel Wings" on his back.
With a stern look, he fell on Pan Xuan and said in a respectful voice, "Fairy Qingxuan, since you are here with your disciples to practice, why don't you go to the village first, have a sip of tea, and then leave?"
"Since the village chief speaks respectfully, Pan Xuan naturally respects him more than obeying his orders."
After saying that, the three figures disappeared outside the village.
"Hahaha! No accessories belonging to the disciple are allowed to be brought in, except for training resources of course. However, please leave accessories and the like to you for safekeeping."
The head of Rentu Village spoke again.
At this time, the three of them had already arrived at a tea shop.
Yang Feng touched the humanoid pendant on his chest with some reluctance. This was his secret weapon to save his life.
"Boy Yang, this place is interesting. Don't think that I will help you. All you can rely on here is yourself."
After saying that, his voice dropped.
Yang Feng also took off the pendant from his neck and gave it to Pan Xuan.
After all this time, Pan Xuan still hadn't noticed that Yang Feng was actually wearing such a human-shaped pendant.
"Waiter, good black tea!"
The head of Rentu Village called with a smile.
Soon, a boy came out with a pot of black tea and put it on the table.
I saw the head of Rentu Village picking up three teacups and pouring them into the cups.
"He just came here, I'm afraid he's not used to drinking."
Pan Xuan, who was not far from Yang Feng, suddenly spoke.
"Hahaha! The disciple will have to go through it sooner or later, so just give him a little."
People slaughtered the village chief, but they didn't care much about it.
There were three teacups, two were overflowing and one was only half full.
"Then I will thank the village chief for my incompetent apprentice, and I will do my job first out of respect."
After saying that, he drank a cup full of black tea in one gulp.
"Okay, Fairy Qingxuan, you are indeed generous, so I can't lag behind."
Likewise, a cup of black tea enters the stomach.
Seeing that they were drinking normally, Yang Feng also took the half cup of black tea that belonged to him on the table, poured it to his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.
"vomit!"
A pungent smell of blood rushed up.
Yang Feng was disgusted.
What kind of black tea is this? It's clearly human blood.
He was about to ask questions, but found that Pan Xuan and the head of Rentu Village were missing.
"The tea has been drunk, please go on your way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng's figure disappeared into the tea shop.
Reappearing, Yang Feng was in a room.
The layout of the room was very simple. As far as the eye could see, there was only a table, a stone bench, and the stone bed on which he was lying.
"I'll go! What kind of plane are you doing? You're drinking human blood, and you're giving away houses."
Before Yang Feng could finish complaining, a mother and daughter suddenly walked in outside the house.
"Information of the person checking in, Yang Feng, Zhuxian University, student of the Sword Control Department, normal spiritual talent test: S level, cultivation realm: early stage of Bigu stage, physical cultivation realm: eighth level of bone tempering realm.
Please also pay the current month's rent: one hundred and eighty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones. "
After hearing this, Yang Feng suddenly lost his composure.
The rent for this shabby house is one hundred and eighty yuan a month for medium-grade spiritual stones. Are you treating Yang Feng as a scapegoat?
"One hundred and eighty middle-grade spiritual stones, why don't you go and grab them?"
So what if the other party is a mother and daughter? Does he think that Yang Feng's spiritual stone was obtained through prostitution?
"Please pay one hundred and eighty spiritual stones, otherwise the landlord will not provide you with any safety protection measures."
In fact, when Yang Feng was angry, the little girl who was following the landlady appeared next to Yang Feng at some unknown time and put a knife on Yang Feng's neck.
"Ahem! If you have something to say, I'll hand it over. Isn't it just one hundred and eighty middle-grade spiritual stones?"
Yang Feng quickly took out one hundred and eighty middle-grade spiritual stones from the Qiankun bag and handed them to the landlady, her daughter, before putting down the "butcher knife" in her hand.
It's so damn hard to let anyone live. A little girl who seems to have no power to restrain herself turns out to be such a ruthless character.
"Hehe! Good night, brother!"
After Yang Feng handed over one hundred and eighty middle-grade spiritual stones, the little girl said to Yang Feng with a sweet smile.
"Good night!"
After the landlady collected the rent, she took the little girl and left with her.
Just as he was about to step out of the threshold, a voice suddenly sounded: "Young Shaoxia, do you need any special services?"
When Yang Feng heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then his head shook like a wavy drum.
Also, special service, I haven’t recovered from the atmosphere just now.
Sure enough, the people in Rentu Village are very good at disguise. One moment they put a knife on your neck, and the next moment they ask you if you need any special services.
The landlady looked at Yang Feng's performance and smiled meaningfully.
Then he left Yang Feng's room without looking back.
"Phew! Why are there things done by non-human beings here?"
Yang Feng recalled that he had been worried and scared since entering the village, and he had faced death just now.
Do you believe that a seven or eight-year-old girl can lift a dragon-slaying sword weighing forty or fifty pounds?
And what did the landlady’s meaningful smile mean just now?
Yang Feng calmed down for a while and felt that it was more practical to seize the time to practice at this moment.
Now he has no shortage of training resources.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, Yang Feng began to enter Xiaoguang's own simulated fairy mansion and began his journey of cultivation.
The long night is fleeting.
When I woke up the next day, my cultivation had improved to another level, the middle stage of the Bigu period.
Feeling the force of the explosion, Yang Feng got out of bed and planned to go out and familiarize himself with the environment.
Just as he was about to go out, the little girl who held a knife to his neck last night suddenly appeared with two steaming buns in her hands.
"Hee hee! Big brother, come and eat steamed buns. What happened last night was because Shuang'er was not good and I scared my brother."
Yang Feng didn't dare to reach out to pick up the bun, because he had learned from the experience of black tea, and he was afraid that the bun also came from the wrong way.
"Brother, are you still angry with Shuang'er? Can you just forgive Shuang'er?"
With that said, he handed the bun to Yang Feng's hand.
Although what happened last night is still lingering in my heart, but the other party was a little girl who was probably under the instructions of the landlady at the time. Besides, Yang Feng had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place, so it was better to start with this little girl.
Thinking of this, Yang Feng asked: "Shuang'er, are you asking people to massacre the village here?"
"Hehe! Big brother, you are so stupid. Of course this is a massacre village, otherwise where would it be?"
While talking, he kept putting the buns into his mouth.
Yang Feng saw that she was eating so fast, she must be starving, and was about to hand the bun to Shuang'er.
A middle-aged man ran to the door panting, but stopped dead in his tracks.
"Little thief, give me back my human flesh buns."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Yang Feng was dumbfounded and almost couldn't stand still. The bun was eaten by Shuang'er with big mouthfuls.
"This bun is stuffed with human flesh?"
Yang Feng's eyes widened and he looked at Shuang'er who was eating happily.
"yes!"
Shuang'er smiled and showed two tiger teeth.
Looking at Shuang'er, who still had some fleshy flesh left at the corner of her mouth, Yang Feng suddenly felt that the person standing in front of him was not a little girl, but a vicious demon.
When I eat human meat buns, I don't feel a trace of guilt in my heart.
"Little thief! This is the first time. Believe it or not, next time I will spend spiritual stones to buy you from Long Xue, and then I will use your meat to make human meat buns."
The boss of this bun shop is scaring Shuang'er.
"Sister Long Xue, you won't buy me. You big fool, you have the ability to come in and catch me?"
As he spoke, he made a face at the bun shop owner.
"Boss, how much does your bun cost?"
"Hey! You're welcome, young master. Three low-grade spiritual stones for each, totaling six low-grade spiritual stones."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng paid the money to the bun shop owner.
"Boss, I have some questions and I want to ask you for advice."
Yang Feng took out a few more spirit stones. After he woke up, he found that the most indispensable thing for standing here was spirit stones.
"Sir, please tell me."
The bun shop owner calmly accepted the spirit stone that Yang Feng handed over with a flattering look on his face.
"Are there any forces here, or have you heard of anything, fallen immortal cultivators, evil people, etc.?"
Yang Feng asked tentatively.
"Sir, are you new here?"
"good!"
Yang Feng was not secretive either.
"No wonder! Ours is called Rentu Village. There are nine streets in Rentu Village: Fallen Immortal Street, Evil Man Street, Moxiu Street, Linglong Street, Royal Girl Street, Rakshasa Street..., and the street where the young master is located is It's called Linglong Street. This street is relatively peaceful, but the tax collection day will soon come.
I'm afraid there will be another killing feast..."
"How do you say this? And what's going on with the human meat buns in your store?"
