"Alright!" Little Seven the Demon Child agreed, skipping and hopping along with the witch to put away the mechanisms on the edge of the village again. Then, he ran into the village ahead of Wang Yao and the witch.
"You... which realm do you immortals live in? What's the environment like there? Do they fight often? What do you mean by tourism? Do immortals all travel?" The witch led Wang Yao slowly toward the village, asking a series of questions.
Wang Yao had no choice but to give her a rambling explanation of the celestial realm. The demoness was fascinated to hear that there were few wars in the celestial realm and kept asking how she could get there. When she heard that she had to take the interdimensional passage from the Tongtian Demon City, she felt it was impossible and couldn't help but sigh.
"I think this place is wonderful. There's food everywhere, and the scenery is like a dream. If I were a demon, I definitely wouldn't want to move," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Even the best scenery becomes the same after a while. Otherwise, your immortal realm is also very beautiful. Why would you immortals travel around and come to our demon realm to see the scenery?" The witch was quick to apply what she had just learned. She had just figured out the meaning of tourism and used it to refute Wang Yao.
“What you say is quite right. If you have the chance, you should go out and travel, see the beautiful landscapes of the Six Realms, and experience the customs and culture of different worlds. It would indeed be a great experience,” Wang Yao agreed with a smile.
"Alas, I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to see the Heavenly Demon City in my lifetime." The witch sighed deeply again.
"Why? Is it because your place is too isolated and lacks convenient transportation?" Wang Yao asked.
“There is transportation. There is a teleportation array in Pengqiu City, which is not far from here, to the Decapitation Demon City. I reckon that once we get to the Decapitation Demon City, there should be a teleportation array to the Tongtian Demon City. However, if we want to go to the Decapitation Demon City, we need the city lord of Pengqiu City to issue a certificate.”
“Otherwise, leaving the village without permission will result in execution,” the witch said calmly. At this moment, they had arrived at the door of a stone house in the village. Along the way, Wang Yao noticed that all the stone houses they passed were closed, as if the two of them were the only ones moving around in the entire village.
"So this place is under the jurisdiction of Pengqiu City?" Wang Yao looked around at the deserted village and asked subconsciously.
"Yes, this is Shanxia Village. Shanxia Village is under the jurisdiction of Shifang Township, Shifang Township is under the jurisdiction of Pengqiu City, and Pengqiu City is under the jurisdiction of the Demon Lord. My husband told me this. Men like to gossip about these things, and we women just listen to the fun."
The witch said as she opened the wooden door of the stone house.
"If I want to enter Pengqiu City, I have to go to Shifang Ferry to get a certificate. Shifang Ferry is dozens of miles away. Only after I get the certificate there can I go to Pengqiu City to get a certificate from the city lord. Everyone is busy fighting every day. Who would get a certificate for me to go on a trip?"
After listening to the witch's muttered words, Wang Yao touched his nose, knowing in his heart that what the witch said was indeed true. The realms of demons and gods were at war for many years, so where would they have the leisure to do anything like tourism?
"Actually, there is a place I really want to go. Do you know Wanghai City?" The witch pushed open the door and suddenly turned to ask Wang Yao.
“Wanghai City? I…I know it.” Wang Yao looked at the witch in astonishment.
“My man is stationed nearby. If I have the chance, I’d like to go and see him. I’ve heard that the stewed fish head there is especially delicious,” the witch said with a smile.
Hearing the witch's words, Wang Yao felt a pang of sadness. Wanghai City was the front line between the Divine Realm of Sea Reclamation and the Demon Realm of Decapitation, and there had been constant warfare for many years. Judging from the demons' reckless nature in battle, the fate of this witch's husband was not very optimistic.
But... that's not necessarily true. After all, if this witch's husband had died in battle, shouldn't the demons have issued a death certificate? The fact that she's still thinking about going to Wanghai City to see her husband means she definitely hasn't received a death certificate yet. It seems her husband should be alright now.
"Come in and sit down. The room is simple, please bear with us." The witch invited Wang Yao, who was lost in thought, to come inside and sit down.
“In the past, some villagers raised War Demons, and guests could drink fresh Demon Milk. Now that the War Demons have all gone to the front lines, the remaining villagers are no longer able to serve them, so they can only offer guests some apricot and willow tea.”
"Um... there doesn't seem to be anyone in the village?" Wang Yao quickly composed himself and stepped into the witch's house. In the center of the room was a long table with a huge candlestick, two empty plates, and a ceramic pot with an apricot-yellow twig stuck in it.
There were seven or eight large wooden chairs on each side of the table. The wooden table and chairs were very clean, without a speck of dust, probably because they were wiped down frequently. The witch invited Wang Yao to sit down at the table and then went to the kitchen to make tea for him.
“There are people in the village, but they are all elderly, weak, women and children. It’s daytime now, so they’re all resting. They’ll only get up at night to work in the fields. The fields need someone to take care of them every day, otherwise they’ll fall into disrepair very quickly,” the witch answered Wang Yao in a loud voice from the kitchen behind the house.
"Are all demons nocturnal?" Wang Yao found this very interesting; he hadn't noticed this during his experiences in Eternal Night City and Brocade City.
"Not all of them. It depends on what crops are planted. In the past, when there were men in the family, it didn't matter what they planted. The men were the ones who did all the work. We women mainly worked during the day. Now that all the men in the village have left, we women can only go to the fields at night."
The witch laughed from the kitchen.
"Um... what are you planting that requires you to go to the fields at night?" Wang Yao asked again.
"We're growing sweet potato monsters. They have few natural enemies, high yields, are hardy, and easy to raise. They only have one drawback: these things like to sleep during the day and come out at night. If you don't keep an eye on them at night, they can all run away overnight," the witch said.
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