When Du Feng saw this scene, he was still in the lower realm and had not ascended to the Heavenly Realm. But he thought that what he saw was a projection of the Heavenly Realm. But after coming to the Heavenly Realm, he had never seen such a village.
In fact, this farming village was more like a mortal village in the lower realm. Because even low-level martial artists were busy practicing martial arts and did not have the mood to do farm work. There were farmlands outside the village and smoke curled up from the chimneys. It was a quiet and peaceful scene.
"Little Shitou, how can you take other people's things? Quickly return it to them."
Without waiting for the old grandpa to speak, the little boy's mother walked over and scolded him. Only now did Du Feng know that the child who was hit by the ice blade was called Little Shitou. His head was really hard. The White Frost Tiger's ice blade only left a white mark on it, and that white mark could not be seen anymore. The name Little Shitou was really suitable for him. He was indeed a stone head.
"It's okay, I want to give it to everyone."
Du Feng quickly went forward to explain, lest Shitou's mother misunderstand.
"Guests have come from afar, why don't you come to the village to have a seat."
The old grandpa spoke more politely and did not order Little Shitou to return the fish. Du Feng could already see that this old grandpa was not the biological grandfather of the three children. Because the three children belonged to two different families. Little Shitou's mother was a carefree middle-aged woman, and his father was a dark and strong man. Although he was very strong, he did not speak from beginning to end. It was Shitou's mother who was shouting.
The other little boy and little girl were from the same family. They were thinner and looked more delicate. For some reason, their mother did not come, but their father came out. This was because this man felt different from the other villagers.
The men in the village were all bare-chested, and their lower bodies were simply covered with vines, leaves, and other things. Only this man wore coarse clothes like the village chief. Although it was a bit shabby, he still insisted on wearing it.
"Sorry to disturb everyone!"
Du Feng first said politely, then followed the old grandpa into the village. Although the villagers usually did not have fish to eat, they were still very rich in food, vegetables, and fruits. They placed a table full of delicious food, including the fish that Du Feng had given them. He thought that the grilled fish would be cold after walking for so long.
"Nonsense. Take it away and let Aunt Hua prepare it before serving it up."
The old man reprimanded the villager who set up the fish at night. She immediately took the fish away. It was impolite to serve cold food to a guest.
"If you have any questions, just ask. This old man will tell you everything I know."
The old man seemed to have noticed that Du Feng came to the village with a purpose. Therefore, he might as well get straight to the point and say whatever he wanted. This was probably the reason why he sent the person who delivered the vegetables away.
"It's like this. I came from somewhere else, but I can't find my way back. Previously, the children said that the wind blew a fish over. I want to ask where the fish came from. "
Du Feng explained his situation as briefly as possible. He had nothing to hide from an old man in the village. Moreover, he seemed to have seen this old man in the illusion.
"Don't listen to the children's nonsense. How can the wind blow a fish over? In the early years, there was water in the mountain stream. It was me who fished it up. "
For some reason, the old man did not admit that the tornado had blown the fish over. Or perhaps the children remembered wrongly. There really was water in the mountain stream in the past, and the fish was fished up by the old man.
"Oh, then do you know where the water went?"
Du Feng did not raise any doubts. Instead, he continued to ask the next question. Since there had always been water in the mountain stream, why was there nothing in the dark now? No matter how he looked at it, it looked like a space crack that could suck people in.
In the end, the answer given by the old man was also very reasonable. He said that there had been a big earthquake here. The mountain stream suddenly became very wide and deep, and the water leaked out. Moreover, he said that the mountain stream used to be a small river with a small bridge on it. It was not what it looked like now.
After the big earthquake, there was a big crack in the ground. All the river water leaked out, which was why it looked like it did today. The small bridge was also gone. They could only cross the mountain stream with a rope. The rope he was talking about was naturally the thick vine.
This seemed to be quite reasonable. Du Feng thought that the so-called big earthquake was probably caused by the space crack. From the villagers' point of view, it did look like a big earthquake.
"Then, has anyone gone down this mountain stream?"
Du Feng still did not give up and continued to ask about the mountain stream.
"Young man, don't joke. Who would dare to go down such a deep mountain stream?"
The old man said with a smile. At this time, the villagers just served the heated fish and called Du Feng to eat together.
"Wait, I still have some things here. I'll take them to cook together. Let's eat together."
When the villagers who delivered the fish opened the door, Du Feng looked outside. He found some people guarding outside the door, secretly peeking in. There were also a few children who were so greedy that they scratched the door. He did not know why the old man did not let them come in to eat together. Maybe it was because there were not enough ingredients.
So he simply took out some fish and a big fat pig from the small world in the necklace and gave them all to the villagers.
"This …"
When the villagers saw so many things, they obviously did not dare to accept them. They looked at the old man with a questioning look.
"Quickly thank the guest!"
After the old man said this, the villager dared to accept Du Feng's gifts. He carried a basket of fish in one hand and a big fat pig on top of his head with the other. He did not feel it was difficult at all. One must know that the big fat pig was very heavy. Ordinary people could not lift it at all.
But when he thought that Little Shitou was not even afraid of the Whitefrost Tiger's ice blade, Du Feng felt relieved. Although the villagers here were simple-minded and did not know any martial arts, they were born with a very strong physique. Lifting a fat pig was a very easy thing to do.
"Can I ask you something?"
Du Feng wanted to ask before, but he was too embarrassed to do so. The villagers grew grains and vegetables. Why didn't they raise some livestock? That way, they could eat meat. At first, he thought that the village did not allow people to eat meat, so he did not ask. But now that he saw that the fish and pork were not rejected, he could not help but ask.
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