The young man who came out of the village at the bottom of the valley looked to be in his twenties, with a sturdy body and a simple appearance, although he was an ordinary person, Ye Dong could keenly feel the vast and surging vitality in his body.

The young man carried a large iron basket behind him, and carried a long, thin stick in his hand, the tip of which was supported by a stone that shimmered faintly.

I saw the young man walking with the stick in his hand poking around the ground seemingly randomly, as if he was looking for something.

"What is he doing?"

Ye Dong couldn't help but ask the rune Ye Dong.

"Prospecting!"

"Prospecting?"

"Well, the stone tied to that stick, called the Tempor, is the most sensitive to metal, and if there are minerals hidden in the ground, the Tempora will glow. ”

Ye Dong understood, but he couldn't figure it out, this village must have existed for a long time, so if there were any mineral deposits nearby, they should have discovered it a long time ago, why would this young man come out to prospect alone?

Rune Ye Dong couldn't answer this question: "You better ask him yourself!"

The route taken by the young man happened to lead to the peak where Ye Dong was, and poor Ye Dong couldn't move, so he could only watch the other party walk in front of him step by step.

"Hello!"

Ye Dong showed a kind smile and took the initiative to say hello to the young man.

However, the young man's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and he shouted with fear on his face: "Mandrill!"

After that, turn around and run.

Mandrill, said to be a kind of mountain spirit naturally formed by heaven and earth, with a human form, Ye Dong has naturally heard of it, but he didn't expect that he would one day be regarded as a mandrill, and this person is still a "celestial".

In fact, the celestial beings are just a name for the monks who live in the Nine Heavens in the mortal world, in fact, ordinary people like this young man who originally lived here are the real celestials.

Ye Dong shouted with a wry smile: "Brother, I'm not a mandrill, I'm just a person in distress!"

Hearing Ye Dong's words, the young man's running pace slowed down significantly, and then turned around, staring at Ye Dong while retreating, as if to confirm whether he was lying, and Ye Dong could only try to keep the smile on his face until his muscles were about to stiffen, the young man finally stopped, and began to walk towards Ye Dong cautiously step by step.

"You're really not a mandrill?"

The young man stood more than ten meters away from Ye Dong and stopped, asking loudly.

"I'm a living person like you, but I was attacked by a spirit beast just now, and I was seriously injured and couldn't move. ”

Ye Dong had already restrained his aura, and the existence of the Blood Prison made it impossible for even the celestials to see through his true origin, so this young man naturally couldn't see anything.

After hesitating for a moment, the young man finally believed Ye Dong's words, mainly seeing Ye Dong's tattered clothes and bloodstains on his face and body.

"You were injured like this by some spirit beast, fortunately you met me, otherwise no one would know if you died here, come, I will carry you to our village!"

After eliminating the fear, the young man finally regained his simple and kind nature, and he didn't allow Ye Dong to open his mouth at all, so he grabbed Ye Dong's hands and carried them directly on his back.

Although Ye Dong is not a celestial being, his body must bear the pressure of the Great Dao here, but the young man, as the aborigines here, is not affected at all, carrying Ye Dong on his back as if he were nothing, walking like flying.

Ye Dong also admitted that he, who was also a master in the mortal world, had become a waste person in Huoxiaotian, and he still needed others to carry him.

The young man was not only kind, but also straightforward, and along the way, he didn't need Ye Dong to make any effort at all, so he took the initiative to tell him and the whole village.

The young people's name is Qiankang, and their village is called Bagua Village, also known as Qianjia Village, because all the villagers in the village are surnamed Qian, whether it is a girl who marries in, or a son-in-law who has entered the Bagua Village, as long as they step into Bagua Village, they have to change their surname Qian.

The population of Bagua Village is not large, there are only more than 100 people in total, although there are no monks, but the villagers will also have some simple ways of puffing out health, all of them are extremely strong, even if they are toddlers, their arms have a hundred and ten catties of strength.

Hearing this, Ye Dong was a little disapproving, thinking that since these people were much higher than ordinary people in the mortal world, it was actually nothing that a child could have a hundred and ten catties of strength.

However, only later did he realize that the weight of anything in the Fire Heaven far exceeded that of the mortal realm.

For example, an egg can weigh more than a dozen catties, and a hoe can weigh up to 100 catties, so the ordinary people in the Bagua Village are indeed stronger than the ordinary people in other parts of Huoxiaotian.

It is precisely because of the strength of the villagers of Bagua Village that the villagers here make a living by refining weapons.

Of course, the tools they refine are not celestial weapons, just ordinary weapons, and even agricultural tools and so on.

As for Qiankang's prospecting, Ye Dong didn't ask, after all, he was new to the city and asked too much, which was easy to arouse suspicion.

Qiankang's footsteps were very fast, and after a while, he reached the bottom of the valley, and in the midst of the clouds and mist, a small village appeared in front of him.

"When you enter the village, I will let the village chief show you, the village chief is amazing, no matter who is injured in the village, no matter how serious the injury is, the village chief will give you some medicine, and you will be alive in two or three days, just like a person who has nothing to do. ”

For Qiankang's words, Ye Dong could only smile bitterly, thinking that Qiankang had never seen anything in the world, and the environment here was so good, the villagers were almost not likely to get sick, at most they had a headache and brain fever, even if they didn't take medicine and lay down for three or two days, they would definitely be fine, and their own situation was different, their injuries were not serious, but their bodies could not withstand the pressure naturally generated by Huoxiaotian, and it was not something that could be solved by taking medicine at all.

Just when Qiankang was carrying Ye Dong on his back and preparing to enter Bagua Village, suddenly a figure appeared out of thin air and blocked in front of Qiankang.

This is a middle-aged man, with a Chinese character face, and his body is as strong as a bear, standing there, expressionless, and there is a kind of momentum that is not angry and arrogant.

When Qiankang saw him, he didn't care at all, and greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Guo, I rescued a big brother who was bitten by a spirit beast on the mountain. ”

Looking at Uncle Guo, Ye Dong's heart couldn't help but feel a trace of vigilance, because he didn't feel the breath of someone at the entrance of the village at all, this Uncle Guo seemed to come out of the ground!

You must know that Ye Dong's spiritual sense is so strong that even a celestial person may not be able to hide it from him, but the middle-aged man in front of him can not be discovered by him, which means that there must be something wrong with it.