Versatile Mage

Hundreds of people in the village are only about thirty people willing to leave, more of them young people.

Shasan sighed when she saw so many people staying in the village.

Su Xiaolo was still trying to persuade them, but those people were just urging them to leave quickly.

There was no other way, more than 30 people had to carry their bags on their backs to go to Ancient Turks.

Going outside the village, Movan's heart is dark and strange, people in the endangered village should bring their own grey effect, such as the strong man, before the battle was so intense, the number of dead spirits so many, none of the dead spirits attacked him without any magic.

If so, they should be safe on their way to Gudu.

“I said there's a curse in the village. You're all going to die here. Let's go.” The young man called the dog said.

“Dog, don't talk nonsense.” Shasan shouted.

“Leaving the village is turning your back on your ancestors. You will not survive this evening. Still staying in the village honestly, we have the blessing of the well water god...” An old grandmother kept whispering before everyone left.

This rhetoric led to the stubborn retention of several thoughts, and the number of people who left was reduced by another point.

Movan could not make any judgment on the matter, he did not know whether it would be safe to stay in the village, or whether hiding in the ancient capital would be the best solution, let alone making decisions for the people in the village. All he could do was help Su Xiaoluo escort these people who were willing to leave the village to the ancient capital. After all, Su Xiaoluo was the lifesaver of his brother.

A line of about thirty people formed a team to leave the village, and for Mofan, Liu Ru, Fang Xiaoyu, and Dwarf men, it was the way back.

Dreams and his two entourage did not stay too long in Huacun, and they were not interested in the escort at all, leaving early goodbye.

After the dream left, Movan still had some curiosity in his mind, wondering what the three of them were looking for and doing in this messy land...

……

The season was originally short daylight and night, combined with cloudy weather, made death even more wanton.

The stronger the Death, the more Dead Spirits, and if they cannot eat food, the Dead Spirit will need to uplift their own corpses by tuning in Death Spirit, which is no different from demons who want to do everything possible to advance into stronger creatures.

Villagers are physically fit and walk a lot in a day.

Everyone is safe during the day, so walking is more relaxed, but after 3: 00 p.m., an unknown layer of haze swept into their hearts and became more panicked over time.

No one can be sure that they will grow up drinking well water and have the blessing of well water god, nor can they guarantee that Zhang Xiaohou's friend is reliable.

“Let's go this way, we won't go past Yangyang Village.” Village Chief Sherzan said to the leader, Movan.

“Is this faster?” Movan glanced at the map and found that walking in a straight line would pass through the village of Yangyang in any case.

“The terrain on this road is fluctuating, and the map looks short, but it's actually going to take a lot of time, believe me, I'm not much activity around here.” Village chief Xie San said.

Movan nodded and proceeded as instructed by village chief Shayzan.

……

As the night gradually arrived, the villagers apparently trusted the village chief Xie San and the teacher Hong Jun. Unconsciously, they leaned over to them and could barely hold the two magicians.

There are also a handful of people around Su Xiaoluo. This girl is obviously very prestigious in the village. Under this kind of migration, everyone carelessly chooses to believe the doctor Su Xiaoluo. Of course, the most important thing is the stunning power of the silly boy Su Xiaoluo picked up. The spirit that attacked the village was wiped out by his two wind magic systems.

“Liu Ru, you go behind the line to protect those children.” Movan spoke to Liu Ru.

Liu Ru nodded and ordered: "Be careful yourself. ”

“Depending on the situation, we have gray garlic, the villagers have well water to protect us, and if the dead don't attack us, we hurry through. ”

“Understood.”

The village chief said that the road was indeed more flat and smooth.

But the night is here, not far away has come some ghost famine sounds, it makes people's hearts furious to hear.

“I say, Brother Movan, if we were really attacked by the dead, we wouldn't have been able to protect so many people.” The short man gathered in front of Movan and whispered.

Of course, Movan knows, so he can only pray that the so-called blessings of these villagers have not failed.

“It seems that… they have not responded to us.” The dwarf gazed at several early "wake” spirits not far away.

“Mm-hmm.” Movan held his breath.

Moving forward, such a large group of people should be reasonably angry and more likely to provoke death spirit attacks, but they have walked for about a kilometre, and those dead spirits have little reaction to them, indicating that neither gray garlic nor the well water protection of the villagers has failed.

The villagers were relieved to see that the dead spirit did not attack them as usual, and walked more tolerantly, otherwise every step was like a needle on the sole of a foot.

“Strange, our well water god blessed no problem, but why were so many dead souls attacked that day?” Su Xiaoluo's face was full of doubt.

“Are those the mutant spirits, in order for us to make such a painstaking move really pointless?” Hong Jun said.

Where is Su Xiaoluo and where is this Hung Jun? This guy seems to have forgotten that he ran away alone when he was in danger. Su Xiaoluo didn't think this Hung Jun was bad before, and now he doesn't think this person is annoying.

“Don't say that. We'll be truly safe in Ancient Capital no matter what.” Village Chief Xie San is sure to move out.

Movant glanced at the village chief, Shasan, and seemed to think that the village chief was hiding something. After all, the mayor of the village is the one who adheres most firmly to the rules of his ancestors.

……

After a stable night, all the dead spirits did not respond to such a large group of people and were relieved, the last time the dead spirits attacked the village was even more difficult to explain.

There was no threat at night. Even though the clouds were sweeping away at dawn, after a short break, everyone rushed back to Gudu as soon as possible.

“Brother Movan, what do you think this is all about?” The short man pushed Movan and whispered to Movan.

“How do I know? I don't know anything about this place.” Movan looked at the Dwarf and found the Dwarf clearly had something to say, so he raised his eyebrows and said, “Did you guess what? ”

“Hey, not to tell you, I really know something, that was before I met Fang Seedlings...”