Zhou Fan and Lin Wuya soon met the three people who were asking for questions.

One of these three people is an old man in the village. The old man is just a mortal. His turbid eyes are confused and a little scared.

There are also two people who are Muramasa and a warrior in the village.

Muramasa and the warriors didn't know the origin of Zhou Fan and the other two, but they understood that they were definitely an extraordinary figure. After all, the powerful exploration team at the entrance of the village followed the advice of these three people.

The warriors of Muramama and Chamumura were filled with worries. They knew that Ganguo was destroyed. It seemed that not many people survived, but what does the destruction of the country mean to them?

Why did these four adults come to the village?

"Sit all, don't be afraid, we're just here to learn something." Lin Wuya said with a smile.

Zhou Fan was still confused now, but he still kept his patience and waited patiently.

When he entered the village, the ghost burial coffin became as thin as rice grains. He didn't know why the ghost burial coffin became smaller in many places. But now is not the time to care about these things. What he cares more about is why Lin Wuya and the others said that the Wind Hunter will be resurrected with an incense stick after death, and will become twice as strong as before.

The Hunting Spirit who is twice as powerful is not easy to deal with.

"Tell me the story of the Wind God." Lin Wuya asked directly without nonsense.

Feng Shen? Zhou Fan remained silent. This was the first time he heard this word, and it sounded like a god of some kind.

"Uncle, you are the most familiar with this, so let me tell you about it for the four adults." Murakama said hurriedly.

This is also the reason why this old man was brought.

"Four adults." The old man bowed and said, "I have told the story of the Wind God to the exploration team. Just ask them if you want to know and ask them. Why do you have to let me, the old man, say it again?"

"Uncle..."

Murakami's face was bitter. He was about to speak, but Lin Wuya interrupted with a smile and said, "This old man, it's better to listen to you with your own ears, so please tell me again."

Lin Wuya smiled kindly, and the old man suppressed his heart and said panic, "Then I'll say it again. The rumors about the Wind God are passed down from generation to generation in our village. It is the patron saint of our village, but it is also a very fierce god. Only when we worship it sincerely can it protect Chamu Village. If we worship it insincerely, it will eat everyone in our village."

"The God of Wind floats in the sky, looking down at the earth, colorless and invisible, feeding on people. If it needs it, it can even blow all over the country overnight, and use the wind hand to eat all living things..."

Zhou Fan felt a chill in his heart when he listened to the old man's story, because what the old man told was no different from the mutated wind hunting spear, but why did this ordinary old man know the ability of the mutated wind hunting spear?

Could it be that this Feng Hunting Ling has existed in Ganguo for a long time, so this legend has been left behind?

Because of the existence of monsters in this world, some backward villages will inevitably worship various gods, and these gods are often shaped by monsters.

If the mutated Hunting Fengling had existed for a long time, the Ganguo and Xuansheng Sect would not have noticed it at all? Has Hunting Fengling not caused trouble?

This is a bit unreasonable. It is impossible for Hunting Fengliang to have not caused trouble all the time.

"The ancestors died for a lifetime and went through all difficulties to be recognized by the Fengshen. As long as they worship sincerely, Fengshen will not eat the people of Tea Kimura and will protect the Tea Kimura." The old man finished the Fengshen story.

If the Wind Hunter hadn't destroyed the Gan Kingdom in front, this Wind God would have been just an ordinary village story, and there was no big deal, but it sounded a bit weird now.

Shi Shixiong asked, “Will the Wind God appear when your village is in danger?”

"Sir, how is this possible?" Muramama shook his head and said, "This is just a god worshipped in the village, but he has never appeared."

The warrior Chamu Village also said, "Yes, there are monster attacks that we all try our best to solve."

"Don't talk nonsense, you two." The old man looked stern, "The God of Wind bless us in heaven, otherwise how could you defeat the monster again and again, the village would not survive."

Obviously, Muramasa and the warrior looked at each other, but did not refute. After all, this is the god that Chamumura has always worshipped. If he encounters danger, he will always ask for blessings from the Feng God in his heart. It is impossible not to believe it at all.

"Old man." Zhou Fan asked, "What does that Feng Shen look like?"

"The Wind God has many eyes, which consists of countless eyeballs, which allows it to know everything that happens on the earth. Its wind will be sprayed out from its eyes..." The old man Chamumura described it carefully.

Zhou Fan's face was solemn. It was exactly the same as when he met the Fenghunting Sprite. What happened to Chamu Village?

"Do you know how many years your village has?" asked Mr. Tang.

Murata replied, "It has been two hundred and twenty-seven years since our village has records."

In 227 years, if it were Zhou Fan's previous world, the village might have been unknown what it would have become, but it would have been good that the population of this world was unchanged. If it weren't for too big disasters, if it weren't for a warrior, it would have been difficult to move outside, and the village would have been preserved like this, which is not a strange thing.

"Can the Wind God kill?" Zhou Fan asked.

"How can you say such disrespectful words?" The old man Chamumura said excitedly. "Your exploration team asked this before. This will anger the wind god. This is the god. How could the god be killed?"

"Even if the Wind God fights with other gods and is dispersed, the Wind is invisible and cannot be killed. It will return twice as powerful as before after a stick of incense."

"Wind God is the strongest one after another, constantly circulating to become stronger until other gods are driven away or killed."

Zhou Fan's heart beat violently, and then he understood why Lin Wuya said that Feng Hunting might continue to come back alive.

If it is really as the old man said, the Wind Hunter can be resurrected again and again, and will become twice as powerful as the previous one, then who can kill it?

"How is this possible? If it becomes stronger and has no limit, then the world would have been destroyed by it long ago." Shi Shixiong frowned. He didn't like the old man's words, which made him feel indescribable cold in his heart.

"Do you think this is a human?" Old Man Chamu became even more excited and said, "This is God. Of course, God can do everything and cannot treat us mortals equally."

"Uncle, stop talking." Munmasa said anxiously, and he smiled at Zhou Fan and the others again. "Four sirs, I'm sorry, uncle is the priest in the village."

A priest is the person who presides over the sacrifice of the gods. It is generally the responsible person of the respected old man in the village. The priest is of course also the most devout believer of the gods.
Chapter completed!