Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 111. Heading to Weiju Village

After everyone arrived at a hillside, they found no village at all except a pile of abandoned and messy wood!
Looking in the other direction, I saw a piece of black soil with nothing but a few pits and pits!

Mo Fan had been here before and was sure that there was indeed a village here.

But the current scene can only mean that the Holy See has already taken action!
"Are you kidding us?" the bearded man immediately said angrily.

"I... I don't know what's going on." The short man's face changed and he turned his gaze to the strong man.

The strong man's eyes were filled with astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it at all.

He started running, running frantically down the slope.

There was not even a hut to be seen in that messy wooded land, let alone a village!
But the strong man was like crazy. Even though there were still a few undead walking around there, he looked unconcerned.

“There is no doubt that this is Yangyang Village. As for why it has become like this, it is quite intriguing,” said Mo Fan.

"How do you know?" asked Asharuya's follower.

“How can I, a local, be worse than a foreigner like you?” Mo Fan retorted.

The man wanted to say something, but was stopped by Asharuya.

With her signal, the other party instantly lost all his temper.

In Greece, the distribution of status is obviously more serious. If you don't have enough status, you have no right to bark.

And from the distraught look of the strong man, it can be seen that that is indeed the location of Yangyang Village.

Mo Fan had been here before and was sure that this was the village they were going to stay in. However, the entire village had disappeared. If there were wooden walls, ruins of houses, and some scattered objects, it would prove that the village existed. However, there were only some scattered wood and the rest was all black soil. There was nothing else.

"Could it be that Weiju Village couldn't escape the riot of the undead?" Liu Ru asked.

"Maybe. Maybe the new undead rulers don't give much respect to these indigenous people."

"Come on, go down and have a look."

Mo Fan did not interrupt, but just gestured for everyone to speak.

The others also walked down to the abandoned village below.

We discovered that the area that was originally a village had obvious signs of burning. Charcoal was scattered all over the ground in piles, and a layer of dirty fog filled the air when the wind blew.

"I didn't see much of a body. There were signs of burning, and I don't know what happened." The bearded man said to Asharuya.

In fact, if something really happened, there would be no way to detect it.

If the villagers died, they would most likely become undead. There were burnt ashes everywhere, and even if there were bloodstains, they could not be seen at all.

"Then what should we do now?" Another follower of Asharuya suddenly asked.

"We have no choice but to go to the next village. If the next village is the same..." Asharuya said.

One village is a coincidence, but if two villages are like this, it may not be a coincidence.
As for the short man, he actually didn't want to continue walking.

He looked at the group and said, "It's two days' journey from here to Hua Village. I originally thought that if we spent the second half of the night in Yangyang Village, we could save some garlic. But now it seems that we will run out of garlic halfway to Hua Village."

Obviously, the shortage of gray garlic is the most serious problem.

The short man suggested returning to the ancient capital first, and waiting for the strong man to get some of these things from his fellow tribesmen before coming back. The strong man said that it would take him several months to get these gray garlics... "Let's just go ahead, it's a waste of time to go back, you just lead the way." said the follower with a big beard.

Mo Fan meant the same thing.

At this time, Asharuya spoke up, her voice soft and beautiful, "Along the way, I found that not all areas are full of undead. We should not use the gray garlic for the second half of the night. We can only eat it when there are too many undead to deal with."

The short man was originally being dragged away, and when he thought this method was feasible, he agreed.

Although they encountered obstacles from the undead on the way, they were almost all dealt with by Asharuya's two followers.

Occasionally the short man would take action.

However, Mo Fan, Liu Xian, Liu Ru and Asharuya, who were quite capable, became spectators.

Their luck was pretty good; they didn't step into the tomb and were safe until almost dawn, saving a lot of money.

"It will be dawn in about an hour." The short man looked at his watch.

“I thought the undead in the ancient capital were so powerful, but they’re just a bunch of brainless stupid corpses?” The bearded follower Ali laughed.

"Brother, don't say that. The Land of the Dead is very weird. You really can't say that!" The strong man spoke at this time.

The follower Ali didn't take it seriously and grinned.

Ahead was a patch of loose soil, completely black, and the clouds in the sky were extremely dense, pressing down very low.

"Tear!!!"

Suddenly, a flash of pale lightning split open the narrow world, and suddenly the oppressive black sky and the blackness of the continuous earth were illuminated, making people feel like they were walking in an endless black box.

The air had become thick and heavy at some point, and with the constant rumbling of thunder in the clouds, drops of rain as big as beans fell down, hitting the ground so hard that they could splash up a ball of small mud flowers!

Mo Fan glanced at the foreigner who was shouting just now. To be honest, if it hadn’t really happened, he would have thought it was a bit outrageous!

"Damn, it's raining, it's over!!!" The short man felt uneasy the moment he felt the rain falling.

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy rain drifted down, white lightning flashed across, and the reflection of the rain on the sky and the earth became a dense patchwork.

The rain was intense and the soft soil was washed away, making it muddy as soon as you stepped on it.

Lightning struck again, and suddenly a blood-red mark washed by the rain in front of everyone came into view.

Blood flowed by their feet, which was extremely horrifying. Unfortunately, the rain was so dense that no one could see clearly ahead, so for a moment they didn't know whether to eat the gray garlic or not.

"Hurry up, the rain will wash away the gray and garlic smell!" At this time, the strong man hurriedly reminded everyone.

Gray garlic will lose its effectiveness directly under the impact of rain.

It can be said that without the protection of the gray garlic, they would be targets of the undead.

"Damn it, there's more and more blood here, I'm afraid there are big corpses!" the short man judged based on his own experience.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange cry was heard. It was the sword and axe corpse general who was as strong as an ox and had hideous limbs.

The moment he saw the big corpse general, the short man was shocked, but when Liu Xian killed the sword and axe corpse general instantly, the short man was stunned.
(End of this chapter)