The strongest chef in the three worlds

Chapter 599

On the way, Chen Yan also learned about the relationship between the three of them.

Although they are all characters who have lived for more than 2000 years, Wu Wei's seniority was higher than Wu Feng and Wu Sanniang before they were cursed. "Call him.

In today's ancient witch clan, apart from the high priest who is still sleeping, Wuwei is the highest seniority.

They didn't say much about the ancient witch clan.

However, from their few words, Chen Yan could also guess that the ancient witch clan was once a very powerful clan.

With curiosity about the ancient witches, they finally came to the gathering place of the ancient witches.

When they came here, they realized that this was really an excellent escape from the world.

This is a canyon with a span of seven to eighty meters.

Above the canyon, it was completely covered by a huge rock.

Unless you go deep here, it is impossible to find that there is actually an ethnic group living below.

A stream with a width of about ten meters passes through the middle of the canyon. On both sides of the stream, there are rows of wooden houses. Roughly estimated, there are about fifty or sixty houses.

The wooden houses are not all very old ones. Some wooden houses still look very new, and they should have been built only in the past few years.

The style of the wooden houses is uniform, all of which are square houses and domes, which is the unique architectural style of the ancient Wu clan.

Almost every wooden house is covered with flowers and plants, however, some flowers and plants are well-groomed, while others are completely disorganized, it seems that the owner of the house deliberately wants them to grow freely.

When they arrived, many people were sitting on the edge of the stream, men, women and children.

The clothes they wear are also different. There are clothes that were popular in the 60s and [-]s, modern clothes, and even some ancient clothes.

Even though it's winter now and it's extremely wet and cold in the mountains, there are still people taking a dip in the stream.

What is surprising is that although these people sit together in twos and threes, they don't communicate much with each other.

Many people stood up when they saw Chen Yan and Xue Ying who came back with Wu Wei and the others, with curious expressions in their empty eyes.

"Uncle Wei!"

After a brief surprise, someone finally greeted Wu Wei and the others from a distance.

After a while, a group of people gathered around here one after another.

"Uncle Wei, who are these two people?"

"Why do you bring outsiders to our place?"

"What are they here for?"

All of a sudden, everyone started asking questions.

Everyone stared at Chen Yan and Xueying curiously.

Many people still have vigilance and hostility in their eyes, and they don't seem to welcome their visit.

Wu Wei didn't hide anything either, and directly told the people about their origins, but focused on the matter of the Kunlun Mirror.

Knowing that the winning hook has been broken, the flames of hope are burning in the eyes of almost everyone.

But when they knew that Yinggou was missing, the flame of hope in their eyes was quickly extinguished, and some people's eyes became empty again. Although they seemed to be alive, they couldn't feel any vitality in their bodies, and they were no different from dead people. difference.

Over the long years, everyone here has experienced too many things and met too many people of all kinds.

Therefore, after learning about Chen Yan's origins, many people lost their curiosity about them.

For many people, lifting the curse is the most important thing, other than that, there is nothing worth making waves in their hearts.

Looking at these lifeless people, Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh.

When Wu Wei talked about the pain they had to endure before, his feeling was not strong yet.

But when he saw these lifeless clansmen, he really felt the influence of Yinggou's curse on the ancient witch clan.

When the tribe gradually dispersed, Wu Wei said to Chen Yan: "Let's go, I will take you to see what you want to see."

"What?" Chen Yan asked in confusion.

"You'll know when you go."

Wu Wei forced a smile, and led Chen Yan and the others through the canyon covered by boulders to a cliff outside the canyon.

Wu Wei stood beside the cliff, pointed to the bottom of the cliff and said, "Look below."

The two walked to Wu Wei curiously, looked in the direction of Wu Wei's finger, but saw several corpses under the cliff.

Judging from the state of the corpse, these people obviously died not long ago.

Chen Yan came to his senses and asked Wu Wei, "Are these the tomb robbers?"

"Correct!"

Wu Wei nodded slightly, "Now you can rest assured."

"We've been relieved a long time ago." Chen Yan smiled helplessly.

After learning the identities of Wu Wei and the others, he already believed what Wu Wei and the others said.

Chen Yan didn't know what to say to these tomb robbers.

It stands to reason that although they rob tombs, they are not guilty of death.

It's just their bad luck that they stole the tomb of Wu Wei's friend.

It is obviously unrealistic to ask these people of the ancient Wu tribe to tell them about the law.

After a short silence, Xue Ying asked Wu Wei again: "Are these the only people in your ancient witch clan now?"

"No." Wu Wei shook his head and said, "Some people are still sleeping, but I won't take you to see them."

"understand."

Blood Eagle replied, then looked back at their clan land, and asked with an unnatural expression: "Is this how your clansmen usually pass the time?"

"more or less."

Wu Wei nodded, and said quietly: "We have gone through too long a time, and now we can hardly find anything that can make us interested. Our joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys are almost forgotten."

Listening to Wu Wei's words, Chen Yan and Xueying were moved again.

Seeing the state of the ancient Wu people, they fully understood what numbness is.

The people of the Ancient Witch Clan really interpret the word numbness vividly.

It's no wonder that many people of the ancient Wu clan couldn't bear such torture and chose to commit suicide.

It's really meaningless to live like this.

Chen Yan didn't know what to say to Wu Wei now, so he could only bypass the previous topic and say, "This place is high in mountains and dense in forests and isolated from the world, so there should be a lot of medicinal materials, right? Take me to pick some medicinal materials, and I will give them to you." You make medicinal meals."

"Actually, it's unnecessary." Wu Wei didn't care about his injuries at all, and said casually: "Anyway, I have enough time to recover. To tell you the truth, I hardly feel hurt at all now."

With no pain and no need to touch others, how can you feel if you are injured?
Whether he is hurt or not doesn't mean much to him.

Chen Yan choked slightly, and insisted: "Although you don't feel hurt, it's good to recover sooner."

"Okay!" Wu Wei didn't say any more, and asked, "What medicinal ingredients do you need?"

"Dragging the meridians, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, replenishing essence and Qi, um, these three types of medicinal materials are probably enough."

(End of this chapter)