The Turen village is located in Lirengou, backed by cliff peaks. The towering cliffs block the cold wind from the north. There is a river passing by in the southwest, making it very convenient to draw water for cleaning.
There are more than 300 people gathered in the village, living in shacks built from trees. The shacks are half out of the ground and half underground. The earth walls are embedded with stones and wooden blocks to prevent moisture. The top is made of rough wood as a frame, and branches are laid first. Then cover it with thick thatch to protect it from wind and rain. Excavation of the cave is time-consuming and laborious, and each shed is packed with people, ranging from five or six to more than ten people. In the middle of winter, heavy snow falls, and everyone eats, drinks, and sleeps in it. In spring and summer, the temperature is suitable , and then moved out of the shed to eat and sleep in the open air.
The food and clothing of the natives are also made from local materials. The daily diet is almost all animal meat, roasted or stewed, and a lot of meat is eaten in the morning and evening. Women also collect some edible wild vegetables and young leaves. The quantity is not large, and they are precious ingredients. They are only used to entertain people in the village. Elderly people or distinguished guests from afar. The main drinking water is salt tea. Tea, salt and water are directly put into bark buckets, put into hot stones to boil, and they drink bowl after bowl from morning to night. The tea leaves are collected on the cliffs of the cliff peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, from a clump of hundreds of years old tea trees. The old leaves and twigs are not removed in order to add some flavor. The salt is drawn from the salty water deep in the cave and dried in the sun. When dried and stored, it tastes salty and bitter.
Most of the clothing of the natives is made of animal skins, which lacks needlework. They are usually cut into two pieces, front and back, pierced with sharp animal bones, and then twisted into ropes from animal hair or bark. The shoes are also made of animal skins, which are rough and heavy, making it difficult to move around on the feet. Therefore, when the weather is warm, they run barefoot. The soles of their feet have a thick layer of calluses, which can withstand the gravel and dead branches on the ground.
It wasn't until Kunlun disciples settled in that they brought some daily necessities such as pots, bowls, needlework, and fabrics. They were few and precious.
There are ten Kunlun disciples who stay in Lirengou all year round, headed by Meng Zhongliu, and the rest are second-generation disciples, including three from the Yujian Sect, three from the Five Elements Sect, one from the Poison Sword Sect, one from the Hook Sect, and one from the Feiyu Sect. They live scattered in six shacks outside the village, guarding the three main roads leading to the Savage Bone Forest.
The Gouyan Sect was removed from the direct lineage, and the Feiyu Sect merged into the Five Elements Sect. The news did not reach Lirengou, and no one asked about it. This is a forgotten corner.
When Shi Pingfu and his party arrived at the native village, it was already dusk, and the setting sun was like a fire, making the cliff peaks shine brightly. They lowered their flying swords, and saw Meng Zhongliu coming to greet them early. They met Elder Shi and were greeted by others. .
Meng Zhongliu looks like he is in his fifties, with a white face and no beard, the right side of his face is disfigured, a ferocious scar extends from his temple to his jaw, and his muscles turn out from the inside out, like a ferocious centipede. The Kunlun Sect has many healing elixirs, but Meng Zhongliu's inability to remove his scars shows that the one who scratched him was not an ordinary monster.
Wei Shiqi looked around. The place where they settled was on the edge of the Bone Forest. There were two vacant houses nearby, forming a corner, guarding the entrance of the native village. The entire village was surrounded by a wooden wall about ten feet high. Surrounding it, giant trees with a circumferential thickness are inserted deeply into the ground, with the tops sharpened, and the gaps are filled with gravel and soil.
Meng Zhongliu said a few polite words that were both salty and mild, and took Shi Pingfu aside and whispered a few words. The latter's face changed drastically, and his voice suddenly rose up in surprise, and then fell back down again. After a while, Shi Pingfu nodded and told Wang Jin, Pu Weisheng and others to wait here temporarily to be careful of monster attacks, and then hurried into the village with Meng Zhongliu.
Meng Zhongliu's eyes flashed with uneasiness and excitement. The strange movements of the monsters were certainly a great danger, but they also meant opportunities. The last time he broke through the bottleneck and cultivated his sword energy, it was thanks to the monsters that he was given. This time, if he can Taking chestnuts from the fire and breaking through again, he can return to Flowing Stone Peak in glory, become one of the elders, and be proud of his peers.
People were scattered nearby, looking at the dark forest warily and talking to each other in low voices. Kou Yucheng sneered slightly, took the initiative to walk to Wei Shiqi, and whispered: "Something is wrong. It seems that there was an attack by monsters here. The Kunlun disciples who were originally stationed are no longer there. There are smells in those two sheds. The smell of blood.”
Wei Shiqi nodded slightly, without comment.
Kou Yucheng decided to take some strong medicine and said: "Just now, Meng Zhongliu and Elder Shi talked about the 'mule'."
Wei Shiqi's heart trembled, "Mule? What do you mean?"
Kou Yucheng chuckled and said: "A mixture of humans and demons is called a 'mule'. Why should Junior Brother Wei pretend to be confused? On Flowing Stone Peak, Jiang Yongshou, Pan Yun, and you are all half-human and half-demon 'mules'. Ruan Jing tried so hard to introduce you to the Sword Controlling Sect, but didn’t tell you about it?”
Wei Shiqi was silent for a moment and asked: "So what?"
"I heard that there were a few mules among the monsters that attacked the native village this time. Meng Zhongliu couldn't bear it, so he asked Kunlun for help." Kou Yucheng glanced at the crowd and sneered, "They don't know." The mule's ability in close combat and elusiveness makes him no match for ordinary swordsmen. How about you and I join forces? I'm familiar with the Savage Bone Forest and may be able to help."
He was arrogant but kept his attitude low. After the year-end gambling game, Wei Shiqi soared into the sky, formed a demon pill, and killed Lu Ping. He was highly valued by Taoist Ziyang. If he could be used as a helping hand, he would be able to gain a foothold in the world. The place of defeat.
"No need." Wei Shiqi rejected him directly without giving any reason.
Kou Yucheng was not displeased and said with a smile: "Forget it then." He turned his gaze to his senior brothers and looked at them one by one, feeling quite regretful in his heart.
