Hao Ren looked in the direction of Vivian's finger and saw a man sitting behind the long table next to the bonfire. The man had a prominent Western face, sunken eyes, a high nose, and an old woolen coat. He was talking to his companions behind the long table with a happy expression on his face. His angular facial features cast a dark shadow in the flickering light of the bonfire.
Hao Ren saw the man at first glance, but he still could not remember who he was. He poked the MDT in his pocket and said, "Brick, check the database to see if there is any information about this man."
"Pierre, male, spirit detective, you have met him once," the MDT immediately pulled up the man's information. "You should have forgotten. When we were looking for the Golden Manor of the Ancattero family, the Tannaeans who were stranded on Earth, we met this man in the town outside the Golden Manor. He calls himself the spirit detective. He is an ordinary human with no special powers. He makes a living by excavating various antiques and knowledge in the supernatural ruins."
Hao Ren finally remembered the identity of the man not far away. He felt a surge of emotion: the world was really small. He thought he would not have anything to do with the spirit detective after meeting him by chance, but he did not expect to meet him again here!
There were other people beside the spirit detective. Two men and a woman sat beside him. They should be his companions, or at least, they came from outside the village. They were dressed in modern clothes. The two Asian men wore sportswear, and the woman with short blonde hair wore old-fashioned long clothes and trousers. All of them did not fit in with their surroundings. And Hao Ren also noticed that the clothes of the four people, including Pierre, were extraordinarily old and dirty. It seemed that they had been in the village for a long time.
Pierre's three companions were talking to each other with smiles on their faces, and from time to time they would talk to the villagers who were passing by. Pierre himself was peeling a baked potato, and his eyes were fixed on the bonfire in front of him. No one could tell what he was thinking. The four people looked normal except for their clothes, and they did not show any signs of being trapped here.
"Ah, those are the other guests I mentioned," the old village chief suddenly said like a ghost. "They seem to have lost their way in the forest, but fortunately found this village."
"I'll go up and say hello," Hao Ren said and went straight to Pierre.
The spirit detective had keen senses. When Hao Ren was still ten meters away, he sensed someone approaching him. He immediately turned around and was surprised to see Hao Ren and Vivian not far away.
This surprised expression disappeared in a flash, followed by a trace of excitement.
"What a coincidence," Hao Ren came to the spirit detective and sat down directly opposite him. "I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Ah … ah …" Pierre obviously remembered Hao Ren and Vivian (he could not help it, these two's identities were really special in his career as a spirit detective, and he could not remember them more clearly), but it took him a while to remember Hao Ren's specific name. "Hao Ren — this world is really small, why are you here?"
"Looking for something," Hao Ren said vaguely. He believed that with the spirit detective's professionalism, he could understand what "looking for something" meant. "Originally, I wanted to find someone, but now it seems that he doesn't live in this village anymore."
"Looking for someone here?!" Pierre subconsciously raised his voice, but then he seemed to remember the identity of Hao Ren and Vivian, and immediately lowered his voice again. The expression on his face became very strange, as if there were a lot of things he wanted to say, but some great worry or threat made him swallow these words. Hao Ren noticed it, waved his hand calmly, and changed the topic. "Who are they?"
The two men and the woman beside Pierre only nodded as a greeting when Hao Ren sat down, and then they were immersed in talking about trivial things. At this time, when Hao Ren spoke, one of the Asian men with dark skin turned his head with a smile. "Ah, hello, my name is Wang Kaiwen, next to me is my brother Wang Kaiwu, and this here is Catherine, who arrived before us. Are you Pierre's friend? This is really fate. Enjoy yourself in this village for a few days, this is a good place! "
Wang Kaiwen had a pleasant smile on his face when he spoke, and he waved to a few villagers passing by. It seemed that he really enjoyed the life here. But Hao Ren noticed a detail in his words. "Arrived before you? You are not together? "
"I was the last to arrive," Pierre said with a smile on his face. "Catherine was the first, then the Wang brothers, and finally me."
Hao Ren frowned when he saw the smile on Pierre's face. "How long have you been here?"
Pierre opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Hao Ren heard the voice of the old village head behind him. "Oh? You know each other? "
Hao Ren turned his head and saw the old man standing behind him with a cane, and next to him were Lily and Vivian, who looked bored. Hesperides stood at the farthest place, looking thoughtfully at the square where the gathering was held.
"We met a long time ago," Pierre replied, standing up. "Mr. Winston, shall we start the banquet? I'm looking forward to it! "
It turned out that the old village head's name was Winston.
"Oh, oh," Winston nodded with a cheerful look on his face. "You have begun to enjoy life in this village! Come on, come on, let's serve the soup and pies and muffins — let's start celebrating! "
Hao Ren and the others were confused, but the two men and one woman beside Pierre immediately looked quite happy. Then, many sturdy peasant women brought in the food that had been placed in the four corners of the square. Wooden soup bowls and plates were placed on the table, and the dark, sweet-smelling soup and hot pies soon filled the table. The old village head, Winston, enthusiastically urged Hao Ren and the others to take their seats, and repeatedly said that such a banquet was to welcome "guests from afar." Although Hao Ren and the others knew that the situation was strange, they still sat down out of curiosity.
Wang Kaiwen looked very happy. He even took the initiative to ladle soup for Hao Ren and the others, and enthusiastically introduced it to them. "You must try this soup. When I first tasted it, I couldn't believe that there was such a good thing in the world! Ah, this is like a secluded paradise. Everything here is worth living here for a lifetime. "
"What is this made of?" Lily took the soup bowl and sniffed. "It's sweet."
"It's made from the forest," the old village head said proudly as he sat at the end of the long table with the guests. "Everything here comes from this generous forest. You can't find better food anywhere else."
Hao Ren looked around slightly. Sure enough, although the villagers were gathered at other long tables, their attention was quietly focused on them. This attention was very subtle, but for Hao Ren, who had transcended the five senses, it was as obvious as Y 'zaks standing on the street.
Wang Kaiwen and Wang Kaiwu had begun to gulp down the soup and stuffed muffins into their mouths, while Catherine was praising the sumptuous and delicious meal. Pierre may be the most normal one, but he also began to sip the soup, and intentionally or unintentionally reminded them, "Drink slowly, don't drink too much at one time. I mean, there will be a main course later."
As soon as the spirit detective's voice trailed off, Lily had already gulped down the soup, and then raised the bowl happily and shouted, "Another bowl!"
Pierre was speechless.
Hao Ren was speechless.
Although he knew that the girl had just eaten a bunch of treasures and was now in a state of immunity to poison, could she not be so heartless?
But anyway, after Lily's stomach full of soup, the atmosphere immediately became lively, and the people around them who were secretly watching them also decreased in an instant. Everyone seemed to have become closer to each other at the dinner table. Hao Ren, Pierre, and the others began to chat.
Kevin Wang was a talkative man, while his brother was a little taciturn. Catherine seemed to be equally introverted, and even a little dull. Pierre obviously did not want to talk much at the dinner table, so Kevin Wang was the only one who talked enthusiastically throughout the meal.
The greater part of his discourse was devoted to the praise of the village, its paradise-land, its hospitality, and its liveability.
In Wang Kaiwu and Catherine's brief response, they both obviously supported this view.
"You're not going to leave?" Lily was already on her third bowl of soup. She wiped her mouth and asked Wang Kaiwen curiously, "You must have lived here for a long time, right?"
Wang Kaiwen was startled, then waved his hand. "Why should we leave? There's everything here. "
Lily continued to ask as she filled her fourth muffin, "You're not going home?"
Wang Kaiwu frowned. "Home … Oh, I'll go back, I'll go back … But it's good to live here now."
At this time, Winston suddenly interrupted Lily's inquiry. "Let's forget about these trifles for now. We should enjoy the food."
"Yes, eat, eat," Pierre echoed. "We'll have plenty of time to chat later, and then I'll introduce you to this good place."
Hao Ren gave Pierre a meaningful look, and the latter nodded slightly.
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