Chapter 6 Awakening "Knock, knock!" The cane knocked on the ground and made a sound...



Chapter 6 Awakening "Knock, knock!" The cane knocked on the ground and made a sound...

“Knock, knock!!”

The cane made a dull sound as it hit the ground, and successfully made the ancestral hall quiet for a while.

Seeing that everyone had finally quieted down, Uncle He San turned around and looked at Ye Lu and the other two who had remained silent from beginning to end, especially Ye Lu, who was the leader and had a calm expression.

"Lu Wazi, what do you think?" Perhaps Ye Lu's previous suggestion was indeed reasonable and in line with everyone's wishes, this time, Uncle He San asked him.

This was exactly what Ye Lu intended. He revealed that the purpose of the Ximingren talent was to gain a certain say in the village. When questioned, he remained calm and unhurried.

"If it were me, I would choose the Forbidden Stone Ridge!"

"Oh?" Uncle He San did not show any surprise at Ye Lu's words. On the contrary, his expression was very calm, and he waited quietly for Ye Lu to continue speaking.

"Although I don't know the specific situation of the strange plants, I know that what the strange plants need to grow is strange flesh and blood, and the soil fertility is secondary. In this case, the strangeness of the Forbidden Stone Mountains is not the biggest problem for us." Ye Lu has been observing for a long time. In the past three days, he has been watching the villagers around him.

Ye Lu discovered a detail.

The villagers of He Village may be very strong because they eat white millet all year round. A large jar that requires two adults to lift can be easily lifted by a half-grown child with one hand. In addition, when the two magicians mentioned the weirdness at the meeting, their expressions were solemn but not serious. Obviously, weirdness is not a particularly serious issue for them.

"Another advantage of the Forbidden Stone Ridge is that there are fewer people."

"There are fewer people, so there is more land. With more land, there will naturally be more good land. Our village has enough to share." Ye Lu pointed out the point that other villagers care more about.

Some villagers in the crowd relaxed their expressions after hearing Ye Lu's words.

Helan also listened quietly to Ye Lu's strange words. Their village has been eating strange food all year round. The children in the village are talented enough. They are not as panicked as those in ordinary villages when facing the strange things. In her heart, Helan agreed with Ye Lu's words, but she did not show it on her face.

"The Shiwan Mountains are great, with lots of strange plants and beasts. But because it's too far away, we're not familiar with the strange creatures there, so there will be more casualties. What if all the strong men in the village are thrown in, what will happen to the rest of the people?" To put it bluntly, Ye Lu was not optimistic about the Ten Thousand Beasts Royal Court, nor was he optimistic about the Shiwan Mountains. They were too far away, and a large number of people would die just from acclimatization. This was a famine escape, and they were not fully prepared, so there would be more deaths.

Ye Lu said what he wanted to say and then stopped talking.

The ancestral hall fell into silence.

"Then let's listen to Lu Wazi." An elder villager who was sitting at the head of the group spoke up.

Someone in the crowd then said, "We're all going to face the monsters anyway, so we might as well go somewhere more reliable. The legend of the Forbidden Stone Ridge has been gone for who knows how many years, and no one has gone there yet, so we can go there and take up a spot early."

"Yeah yeah!"

"Village Chief Qian, am I right?" Another strong woman responded and even asked Qian Bacun what he meant halfway through her speech.

"..." Qian Bacun was stunned by what he said. After a moment, his expression was a little hesitant: "Yes, that's right, but..." He was also moved by what Ye Lu said. The legend of the forbidden stone ridge was indeed useless. Now there was a large piece of vacant wasteland over there. They would definitely be able to occupy a good place if they went there.

What does the wasteland represent?

In addition to the fields, there are also wild beasts and plants. What if they can really encounter something that can be domesticated? Qian Bacun couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he thought of this.

"You can go!"

"Then let's go!" Uncle He San made the decision immediately. This time they would really flee to the Jinshi Mountains.

Ye Lu was stunned by the speed of the village elders. Although they knew that the villagers were straightforward, they were too straightforward. Aren't they afraid that he would cheat them? Ye Lu subconsciously looked at the ghost scholar next to him and found that the latter also had an indescribable expression on his face.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall suddenly became noisy again, but Uncle He San hadn't spoken yet.

“Knock, knock!!”

The sound of the cane hitting the ground, the dull sound echoed throughout the ancestral hall!

The entire ancestral hall fell silent in an instant.

However, Uncle He San turned his gaze to Ye Lu and the other two. Ye Lu felt subconsciously confused when he was stared at. There seemed to be something else in Uncle He San's eyes. Not only Ye Lu, but also the ghost scholar and the playful man felt something was wrong in his gaze, especially when He Lan and Qian Bacun looked over.

The three of them fell silent at the same time.

"Since we are all leaving, there is no time to push back. Before the green millet is moved out, let's awaken the children in the village once more."

"Lu Wazi has lived in Xiaoye Village since he was a child. He didn't make it last time, and after he arrived, he didn't make it the next time, so he missed it. The other two kids--" Uncle He San paused and said, "They are all from our village, so we should follow the rules of our village."

"Eight inches."

"Wake up tonight."

"We will move the village tomorrow during the day!" Uncle He San said he would make a decision, and once he made the decision, everything seemed to be rushed.

Awakening, another name I haven't heard of before.

However, after Ye Lu and the other two arrived in this world, they did find themselves getting weaker. Their spiritual powers seemed to be suppressed by layers of things. Even eating white millet was of no use. Could this be the awakening that Uncle He San mentioned?

Ye Lu's face remained expressionless.

In fact, I am very curious inside.

Qian Bacun was probably already prepared in his heart. As soon as Uncle He San spoke, he responded very calmly, nodded at Ye Lu and the other two, then turned and left.

The villagers in the ancestral hall had different expressions. Most of them were surprised. They did not expect the village elders to make such a decision. However, they accepted it quickly. The village elders must have their reasons. They soon quieted down and turned around to leave the ancestral hall. They were all going to escape and hurried home to pack up their things.

Only Ye Lu and three other people and a few village elders were left in the ancestral hall.

Ye Lu looked at the empty ancestral hall, raised his head to glance at the beams, and was about to say something, but Uncle He Qi waved his hand, came to Ye Lu, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered: "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing. Let's talk about everything in the evening."

"Someone will explain it to you in due time. You should take a nap in the ancestral hall and rest up so that you can participate in the awakening ceremony when you wake up." Uncle He Qi said in a low voice. He didn't say anything specific, but just tried to calm the three of them down. When he said the last sentence, he signaled with his eyes that Ye Lu was sleeping on the edge of the black door.

At first glance, it is obvious that this is a great place that Uncle He Qi specially prepared for his nephew.

As he spoke, Uncle He Qi glanced at Uncle He San behind him.

Uncle He San closed his eyes and rested, as if he saw nothing.

Ye Lu understood what he meant and immediately pulled his two brothers to the black gate. As expected, as soon as he approached the gate, he felt something different. There was a vibrant and strange force coming from behind the gate, which was very depressing, as if a powerful pressure was pressing down on his head.

Indeed, Ye Lu has good eyesight. If he relies on this kind of vigorous power for a long time, the strange power will probably become much more active. Uncle He Qi must be worried about his nephew.

Ye Lu and the other two quickly closed their eyes and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was dark.

Uncle He Qi was waiting for them at the door. Uncle He San had already left the ancestral hall. Uncle He Qi was about to call Ye Lu and the others, but stopped when he saw they woke up.

"I woke up and just in time for the ceremony." Uncle He Qi said.

"Come with me quickly. Alas, it's your father's fault. Xiaoye Village is just an ordinary village. You have eaten little strange food since you were a child. I don't know if it will be useful to let you sleep in the ancestral hall for a night. I can only hope that the strange power of Qingmizi can help you wake up." As Uncle He Qi led the way, his tone was still a little unhappy with Ye Lu's biological father. He spoke in a low voice, feeling that his nephew was delayed by his biological father.

Ye Lu: "..." Good guy, although I had a feeling about it a long time ago, but now it is confirmed that his father is really a poor boy marrying a rich girl. I guess he is really talented, so his mother likes him.

It was getting dark, but the temperature didn't drop much.

There was almost no wind, and the scorching heat sticking to my body made it even more uncomfortable.

A group of people followed Uncle He Qi towards the open space in the village. They could see balls of fire from a long distance away. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was not the torches in the villagers' hands, but a very tall plant in the center surrounded by everyone, emitting a luster like green jade.

A faint sense of weirdness, and a strong sense of vitality.

Ye Lu took a breath subconsciously, and the rich vitality almost poured into him. His eyes lit up. This strange plant was even more domineering than all the spiritual plants they had seen before.

Very strong. Really very strong.

The Huangli level alone is so beyond imagination that Ye Lu can't even imagine what the Qingyou, Xueyuan, and even Heigui levels above it are like.

Getting closer, Ye Lu finally noticed that there was a square mirror next to the green millet. The mirror was dark and he could not see the details clearly. There were many complicated patterns around the mirror, like human figures with open arms praying frantically for something. The two magicians were all gathered near the mirror, smiling at the children in the center of the village.

In addition to Ye Lu and his two companions, there were four other children, one girl and three boys, all teenagers. They looked at the sorcerers nervously. Ye Lu and his companions arrived the latest, so they could only line up last.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's start!" Master He looked around first, saw Ye Lu and the others arrived, nodded, and spoke.

Master Shi stood next to the bronze mirror, and Master He stood next to the green millet. They gently stretched out their hands and activated the strange power. The green strange power fell from the branches and leaves of the green millet onto the surface of the bronze mirror, and the mirror surface instantly became much cleaner.

Qian Bacun shouted loudly: "Shi Ermi! Hurry up!"

The boy who was called hurried forward, and Qian Bacun motioned him to stand in front of the mirror. The stone calligrapher looked down carefully with a serious expression. After a while, the stone calligrapher frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "The talent has not awakened, wait until next time."

"Go home and use more strange food!" The stone magician said: "You are still young, there are plenty of opportunities, don't worry!" This is true. Among so many people present, this child is the youngest, only seven or eight years old at most.

The boy looked pale and seemed very sad, but he still remembered that he should not cry at this time. His eyes just turned red and he stood back beside his parents obediently.

"Liu Xiaocao!" Qian Bacun didn't even have time to comfort Shi Ermi before he had to call out the next name.

The next one was a thin girl who stood obediently in front of the bronze mirror. At this time, the bronze mirror finally responded.

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