"monster?"
Shen Yuan glanced inconspicuously at the big cat lying in the cabin and the little cat lying on the bow trying to catch fish, and his expression became a little strange.
The boatman naturally did not notice this detail and said in a serious tone:
"Yes, it's a monster!"
“It is said that after the Yunmeng Village drove away the wealthy businessmen who wanted to develop the scenic area, some strange figures that did not resemble humans often appeared in front of the houses in the middle of the night.
Poultry raised in the home often disappear mysteriously, and some wet water marks and scales half the size of a palm can be seen where the poultry disappeared.
He originally thought it was just a rumor, but after hearing the boatman's assertion that there was a monster, the smile on Shen Yuan's face faded a little.
"Is anyone in Yunmeng Village injured because of this?"
The boatman thought for a while before saying:
“No one was injured, but the old village chief of Yunmeng Village fell down because he was frightened by a monster in the middle of the night, and his mental state has become a little abnormal.
The news about the monster also came from the mouth of this old village chief."
It was difficult for Shen Yuan to make any judgment based on the boatman's few words alone. Many similar country legends were just trivial matters, but many of them became more and more bizarre and turned into horror legends as they were passed on.
This problem certainly won't stop Shen Yuan from looking for opportunities to obtain hidden achievements.
"I am quite interested in Yunmeng Village. Please take me there to have a look."
The boatman wanted to dissuade him, but seeing Shen Yuan's firm attitude, he gave up the idea.
The oars created ripples in the lake and sailed towards a remote mountain by the lake.
Yunmeng Village is located in a remote area, and it took several hours to reach it. At this moment, the sun in the sky was slowly setting, and a few lights were lit.
Shen Yuan thanked the boatman and walked towards Yunmeng Village.
According to the boatman, Yunmeng Village has had many tourists because of the Dragon King Temple. Some villagers have converted their homes into B&Bs, so you can stay there for a night.
Seen from a distance, the architectural style of the entire Yunmeng Village is extremely simple and ancient, and even most of the houses are made of wood. However, there are still modern facilities such as electrical wires and electric lights on the streets, giving people a sense of fusion of the past and the present.
When we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw a huge weathered stone tablet on the side of the road, with the words "Yunmeng" engraved on the upper part.
However, there seemed to be other fonts under these two words, but they have all disappeared with the erosion of time, and even Yunmeng has become blurred.
Shen Yuan sighed slightly and took a step into Yunmeng Village.
But as Shen Yuan stepped into Yunmeng Village, he couldn't help but his expression changed slightly and he began to realize something was wrong.
The village and the outside of the village are only one step away, but Shen Yuan can clearly feel that the spiritual energy inside the entire Yunmeng Village has increased several times compared to the outside world.
There is clearly no barrier and no spatial fluctuations, but the difference in spiritual energy is real.
"There is indeed something wrong with Yunmeng Village!"
Shen Yuan's thoughts were in turmoil, and he became more and more convinced that he had come to the right place. He thought that he might be able to find some information about ten thousand years ago in Yunmeng Village.
The Maine Coon cat who followed Shen Yuan into the village was also looking around curiously. The concentration of spiritual energy here was inferior to that of the demon clan's spiritual vein, Yunfu Mountain, but it could also be considered a rare spiritual place.
What is particularly rare is that this is also a human settlement, which is naturally even more precious to the human race, where spiritual veins are already scarce.
Bai Xue, who was lying on its back, opened her beautiful heterochromatic eyes wide, sniffed something with her small nose, and then looked towards the east of Yunmeng Village, her eyes full of confusion.
"If the dignitaries of the human dynasty knew about this place, they would have occupied it long ago."
The Maine Coon couldn't help but whisper.
Shen Yuan quite agreed with the Maine Coon's guess.
Fortunately, Yunmeng Village is geographically too remote and has no obvious spiritual veins. Practitioners need to step into the village to sense the concentration of spiritual energy. Otherwise, it would have attracted the covetousness of all parties.
Shen Yuan spread his divine thoughts outwards, trying to find the source of Yunmeng Village's spiritual veins based on the concentration of spiritual energy. However, something even more surprising happened to Shen Yuan. There was no trace of any spiritual veins in the entire Yunmeng Village. It seemed that these spiritual energies were born out of thin air in this village.
Normally, spirit veins are attached to the earth, and different spirit veins will produce different concentrations of spiritual energy depending on their size and distance from the core of the spirit vein.
There will be differences in the concentration of spiritual energy in different places on the same spiritual vein, which is also the way for practitioners to locate the core of the spiritual vein.
However, this most conventional method lost its effect in Yunmeng Village because the concentration of spiritual energy was exactly the same, so it was impossible to lock the location of the spiritual vein, or even determine whether a spiritual vein existed.
After standing and observing for a long time, Shen Yuan took another step and walked towards a homestay in the village.
The homestay is a renovation of a simple two-story building, named Yunmeng Xiaoju, but it doesn't seem to have many guests.
Walking into the hall, Shen Yuan only saw a middle-aged man lying on the counter, drowsy. His sturdy body and huge head made him look like a puffer fish.
"Are there any rooms left?"
When Shen Yuan spoke, the boss, who was originally sleepy, immediately put on a smiling face.
"Yes! Of course!"
The boss took the initiative to stand up to greet him, but as soon as he walked out of the counter, he saw the Maine Coon cat next to Shen Yuan. The boss was so scared that he shuddered instantly and got back behind the counter with agility that was completely inconsistent with his body size.
After several seconds, the boss seemed to realize that he was frightened by a cat. He cautiously stuck his head out to look at the Maine Coon, with an awkward smile on his face.
"This gentleman also brings his cat with him when he travels."
"I just woke up and didn't see it clearly. I thought it was a tiger!"
The boss's words made Shen Yuan look thoughtful.
The boss walked out from behind the counter again. Although he looked nonchalant, he still nervously avoided the Maine Coon cat and led Shen Yuan upstairs.
After opening the door, I found that the small B&B was simple but clean. From the window sill on the second floor, I could see the ancient streets outside, and the scenery was quite nice.
“This is the only one.”
The boss handed the key to Shen Yuan with a smile on his face, turned around and walked out of the room.
Before going downstairs, the boss repeatedly reminded:
“By the way, sir, there have been a lot of strange things happening in our village recently, so try not to go out at night.
As for dinner, I will arrange it now and bring it to you later."
The boss's footsteps gradually faded away. Shen Yuan's eyes swept across the village outside the window, and then he went to ** to start today's practice.
This practice lasted nearly two hours.
The sound of footsteps in the corridor was heard again, but mixed with some strange collision sounds.
"Sir, your dinner has been served.
The fishermen came back late today, so it took a little longer to prepare dinner. "
Shen Yuan came out of his cultivation state and opened the door.
Outside the door, I saw a huge bighead carp holding a plate, and its tail kept hitting the floor.
The big mouth opened and closed, and a little bit of dark green mucus dripped from the big mouth. The voice of Fat Friend Fish was gloomy and quiet:
"Sir, please eat quickly. This food will not taste good if it gets cold."