Killing God

Chapter 419 Migration

"Tweet... Tweet..." The crisp sound of seabirds chirping came from a distance, and at a glance several white figures on the blue sea were flying in the wind, leisurely and at ease. Under the sun, the seaside village stood quietly, and the sea breeze was blowing, with a warm and humid atmosphere.

Shen Shi walked into the village, and had already thought of what he said to the villagers of Hongbang. Generally speaking, although the Hongbang clan lived under the Lingxiao sect, the two sides had been in peace for many years, and there were also some agreed rules. Human monk disciples are basically not able to come here on weekdays. Fewer people enter Hongcang Village. Perhaps Shen Shi is a special case. He had worked here for a long time, and he was a good friend with Haixing, Hong Most of the villagers in Beng village knew him. &nbs&&&&Novel p; But when he approached this Yaozu village, Shen Shi still had a strange feeling in his heart. This was a strange mood he had never had before when he came here, because when he saw this village, he suddenly remembered everything that happened in the demon world in the past few days.

The battle between the human race and the monster race was accompanied by blood and cruelty.

Sometimes Shen Shi would also wonder if this is a war without right or wrong, and some are actually just winners and losers. It’s just that in the past many years, the Red Clam Demon Race has been living peacefully with the disciples of the Lingxiao Clan on the Herring, but after experiencing the Demon World War, when those who have personally killed the Demon Race or were hurt by the Demon Race After that, even people who have seen relatives and friends die in the hands of Yaozu come back, then what will it be like?

Stepping into the village, Shen Shi threw these inexplicable thoughts from his mind. Although he still felt that it would be weird to be with these demon races suddenly, he was rationally told that this place is different from the demon world.

Only the next moment, Shen Shi's body suddenly paused, standing at the entrance of Hongbang Village, his eyes swept around, but he didn't see a Hongbang villager.

All the houses remain as they were in the memory, but there are no figures.

The surrounding is unusually quiet.

Shen Shi's brows wrinkled, his eyes were a bit solemn, different from other people, because of his childhood experience, he knew the red clam family very well. Although they make a living by fishing in the sea, many red clam people will leave here to go to the depths of the sea every time they go fishing, but there will never be no people in the village, because there are still some old and weak women and children in the village. in. And another reason for the quiet disappearance of the villagers is probably the festival of the Red Clam clan. They worshipped and sacrificed to a weird head dragon god. Every day of the sacrifice, all the villagers would gather at the altar in the center of the village to participate in the ceremony, but even then, Hongbang Village would not be so quiet, even because of the large number of people. For this reason, it will probably be more noisy than usual.

What's more... Today is not the day of the festival.

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Shen Shi stayed at the entrance of the village for a while, and then stepped forward to continue to the Red Clam Village, but his pace was already a little slower than before, and a trace of caution passed by his eyes. However, Shen Shi did not really look like he was facing an enemy. Although I felt that the atmosphere in the village was a bit strange, but no matter what, Hongcang Village was also on the herring under the Lingxiao Sect. Shen Shi couldn't think of it. What foreign enemies can cause threats and harm to the Red Clam family?

Could it be that the festival date has advanced?

Shen Shi thought so in his heart and continued to move forward. It's just that the surrounding silence still continued, and every red clam house he walked through was no one in sight. As he went deeper and deeper, Shen Shi's face became more and more solemn. The atmosphere in this village was already very wrong, and all the Red Clam people seemed to disappear suddenly.

And the last hope left is that everyone is concentrated on the altar in the village, but at this time there is no hustle and bustle of the past. Shen Shi strode over, and it didn't take long before he walked to the side of the altar in the center of the village, and what he saw in front of him was still empty.

Deathly silence permeated this empty village, and Shen Shi's heart slowly sank. He looked around, his expression solemn, and after standing in place for a moment, he walked to the altar. There was originally a stone statue enshrined here, and the sculpture was a **** believed by the red clam family, that is, the sea **** who resembles a dragon, but at this moment the stone statue has been broken into many pieces, and the broken large and small stones are messy. Scattered on the altar.

Then among the rocks and on this piece of land, there were some blood stains that had turned black.

The corners of Chen Shi's eyes twitched slightly. He squatted down and looked at the blood stains. Then he pushed aside the stones on the ground and soon found more and more obvious blood stains. Large chunks of blood stained this altar in shock, as if saying something silently.

Shen Shi's breathing became a little quick, and while he was thinking about it, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from a certain direction in the village behind him.

Shen Shi stood up suddenly and looked back, only to see a man walking from that direction, wearing a Ling Xiaozong disciple's clothes, his face calm. He also seemed a little surprised after seeing Shen Shi, and after looking at Shen Shi, he walked over.

"Who are you?" the man asked, his tone was gentle, he seemed to think that Shen Shi was also his fellow junior.

Shen Shi said: "In Sinking Shi, I learned from the elder Pu Siyi of Shutang. I don't know who the brother is..."

"Oh..." The man nodded and smiled. "It turns out to be a good apprentice of Pu Shishu. No wonder he is a talent. I am Bailijue, a few years older than you, so I brazenly called you a junior."

Shen Shi didn't dare to neglect, and he went down to the altar to meet him. Bai Lijue then looked around and said to Shen Shi: "Junior Brother Shen, there are very few people in this village on weekdays, and you are in Jinhong. Walking on the mountain, how did you get here today?" He smiled, looked at Shen Shi, and said, "Do you know the demon clan who lived here?"

Shen Shi hesitated for a while, nodded and said: "Yes."

Bailijue's smile remained unchanged, but the depths of his eyes when he looked at Shen Shi were cold. Shen Shi looked around the empty villages around, frowned and said to Baili, "Brother Baili, I would like to ask, where are all the Red Clam people here?"

Baili Jue said: "They are gone."

"Gone?" Shen Shi was stunned, and then asked, "Where did they go? The Red Clam people have been living on this herring for so many years, where can they go?"

Bailijue smiled, pointed to the depths of the distant sea, and said, "The whole clan has left by boat. It's that direction."

Shen Shi looked in the direction of his fingers, but the boundless sea was boundless, the distance was vast, and the calm sea was seen by people. For some reason, there was a sudden thrilling sin. Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net