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Four hundred and twentieth chapters worry 2 more

Jiang Yao suddenly appeared in front of the villagers.

The villagers were startled and were grabbed by Jiang Yao, "What happened?"

"Mr. Jiang!" The villagers' eyes lit up when they saw Jiang Yao, "When we were cutting down the green hills, we found traces of someone's activity in the south-facing area. Others were already exploring there. I came back to report the news.

"

Jiang Yao's face darkened, she confirmed the direction with the villagers and teleported there...

Don't blame her for being so nervous.

Although when they first came to the col, she and Xiaoyu did not explore in that direction.

But this time when she bought this large forest, the county magistrate clearly said that no common people lived here.

Now there are traces of unidentified human activities...

This made her nervous.

Of course, it is not impossible that there are one or two independent villages in such mountains, like the Linjia Village before.

It might also be some kind of bandit den...

But what Jiang Yao is most worried about is that these traces belong to people outside the mainland!

Jiang Yao had someone secretly guard the place where he found someone landing last time.

But such a long time has passed and no one has logged in. Unknown things like this are the most worrying thing.

What appears now may be a clue, or it may be a crisis!

When Jiang Yao found the villagers exploring the road, they had not gone far.

"You go back, I will check the rest." Jiang Yao paused and warned: "For safety reasons, when you chop down the green hills, chop in the direction of the mountain col. Try not to come this way, and don't be left alone.

be safe."

"Understood! Mr. Jiang is also careful."



Jiang Yao followed that direction and searched for several miles, and found a village among the mountains.

From a distance, I saw that there was not much difference between the villagers in the village and their skin color and appearance. I was relieved after all.

The record says: Those invading foreign enemies have strong bodies, hair and eyes of different colors, so they are easy to distinguish.

Jiang Yao was worried and walked around the village.

I found that there are still low-yielding grains grown here, and the houses they live in are very dilapidated, and even the intonation of their words is much different from that of people in Fucheng.

It does look like he has been isolated from the world for a long time...



"Why hasn't Xiao Yao come back? It's been half a day..." The old village chief stood at the entrance of the village school on crutches, looking out from time to time, although he was not sure where Jiang Yao would suddenly appear from.

When Jiang Yao left the beach, Zhao Zhenmin rode back to the col to deliver the message.

But now half a day had passed since Zhao Zhenmin came back to deliver the letter, and the old village chief was extremely anxious.

The fourth aunt also sat aside and watched, giving advice from time to time, but she kept looking around.

Waiting until the village school was over, Sanxi and others rushed out in a swarm...

The fourth aunt then stood up and called the children to eat.

Zhao Zhenmin and Mr. Feng also walked out of the office...

"Don't worry, Xiaoyao can teleport and her skills are so good, no one can hurt her," Mr. Feng advised.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang is just going to investigate the situation. Even if something happens, she will definitely get out first. Don't worry, there will be no danger." Zhao Zhenmin also helped.

However, when he said this, the old village chief became even more worried: What if something happens that he can't escape?

Xiaoyao said that those foreign enemies are very powerful.

Even Xiaoyao said it was amazing, so how could you not worry?

What if Xiaoyao meets those people?

Zhao Zhenmin saw that the old village chief's face was even more anxious, and he looked at Mr. Feng at a loss: Did I say something wrong?

Mr. Feng shook his head placatingly, but he also understood the old village chief's mood.

During this period, everything Xiaoyao did was like facing a powerful enemy, and the villagers would naturally be affected.

After all, this is a fight!

The villagers have never experienced a real battlefield, and the most tragic experience was probably the one with King Jin.

But this time it was obviously different, and the villagers were inevitably a little anxious.

These days, the corners of the old village chief's lips have become rotten several times.

If Zhongda hadn't prescribed medicine for him, he might have had to lie down on the bed.

On the contrary, those of them who have been on the battlefield have a calmer mentality.

Now the iron ore from Zhanzhou is being dug up and delivered one after another, and bomb production has begun again.

On the battlefield, they had seen scenes where swords were cut to the point of curling blades, but now that they had bombs in hand, they were not panicked at all.

Mr. Feng secretly thought: Xiaoyao looks like she is facing a powerful enemy, she probably has never been on the battlefield.

He still remembered the way Xiaoyao vomited for a long time when she first started killing people...

He also tried to persuade the old village chief with these words, but sometimes the old guy was stubborn and refused to listen.

Mr. Feng shook his head and thought: He will have to find someone to go to Zhongda later and ask him to take the old village chief's pulse.

"Okay, if you stand here and wait, you may not be able to see Xiaoyao. It's better to go to eat first. Otherwise, when Xiaoyao comes back and sees you like this, he will have to talk to you." Mr. Feng saw that the old village chief was still standing still.

, we can only use Jiang Yao to scare him.

Lin Erniu, who had just finished school, stepped forward to support the old village chief and persuaded him: "Yes, grandpa, you have a good mouth. Don't get angry again. Let's go eat first."

The old village chief was supported by Lin Erniu and walked to the canteen on crutches...

After walking only a few steps, I heard someone shouting: "Brother Jiang", "Brother Xiaoyao"...

Several people turned around and saw Jiang Yao intact outside the village school, waving to the villagers and walking towards the canteen...

Although they tried to persuade the old village chief, Mr. Feng and Zhao Zhenmin were relieved to see that Jiang Yao was safe.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?" Zhao Zhenmin asked.

Jiang Yao reached out to take the water handed over by Lin Erniu, raised her head and drank a large glass, and then said: "I found a village. It seems that I have lived there for a long time."

"Did you see anyone?" Mr. Feng asked.

Jiang Yao nodded, "They look the same as us."

"So you are no longer a foreign enemy?" The old village chief couldn't help but take a step forward.

"The people in that village are definitely not foreign enemies." Jiang Yao paused as she said, "It's just that I always feel that there is something weird about that village."

"What's weird?"

"I don't know, but I don't know why. That village gives me a very strange feeling..." Jiang Yao frowned, always feeling that she had missed something.

Jiang Yao saw the wrinkled old village chief from the corner of his eye and changed the subject: "But don't worry too much. It's more than ten miles away from Qinggang Forest. It's impossible to reach the mountain col quietly. I'll let you know when I turn around."

Xiao Xin and the others just need to pay more attention."

Upon seeing this, Mr. Feng agreed: "Yes, Xiaoyao has been tired for a whole day. Let's go eat first. If anything happens, we'll talk about it later."

In the cafeteria, the fourth aunt's eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Yao, and she thrust the spoon into Xiaogui's hand, "You can eat it yourself, I will bring the food to your brother Xiaoyao."

Xiaogui expressed that he was very used to it, and skillfully took the spoon and picked up the rice himself...
Chapter completed!
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