Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 As the dirt road continued, they found that there was a simple village in this valley.

　　 The small road leading to the village is covered with fine pieces of the setting sun, and several fields have been reclaimed, and the quiet place is gradually covered with smoke.

　　 There are still people working in the fields. The person on the other side seems to have spotted Corleone and the others, and waved to them.

　　 Corleone several people can't figure out what the situation is, are these villagers here to escape from the world? But the Black Forest is full of dangers, how did they survive?

　　 Even if they have doubts, they have no choice, and no longer hesitate, they walked slowly towards the village.

　　 Corleone noticed that the village had no gates, except for some fences, which were directly open.

　　 There are only a few straw huts and wooden houses in the whole small village, and the calls of pigs and sheep can be faintly heard.

　　 At this time, from the largest wooden house in the village, an old man with a cane walked out. He looked very old and had a hump, but his complexion was good and he walked in spirit.

　　 Then a young girl walked out with the old man, a goose-egg face flushed with whiteness, she was tall, dressed in plain linen, a straw hat, and her long golden hair casually draped over her shoulders.

　　 The girl’s straw hat also has a few small white flowers. She looks so pure and flawless, and she walks so lightly.

　　 She looked at Corleone and her group with a sweet smile, and her long eyes seemed to be smiling.

　　 And the old man asked, "Where do you guys come from? Is there any old man I can help?"

　　 There was a kind of kindness in the old man's tone, and he smiled and looked at the few people in front of him.

　　Fakner and they quickly put away the weapons in their hands, and asked the old man:

　　 "I'm so sorry, old man, we are adventurers who got lost in the forest, so we came here by accident."

　　 "In addition, one of our companions also lost. We have not found him yet."

　　 "Also, old man, I take the liberty to ask how you live in this valley. After all, this is the Black Forest..."

　　 "Young people, I can see that you are very nervous. It must be some danger in this forest. Let me enter the village for a drink. We can talk about the specific situation slowly."

　　 The young girl hid behind the old man, poking out her cute little head from time to time, looking at Corleone and the others.

　　 The guards in the hearts of a few people still haven't let go, they still maintain a vigilant attitude, and follow the old man into the village.

　　 At the same time, they also saw the residents in the village, basically some older middle-aged people or old people, these villagers were full of smiles and looked very happy.

　　 The only girl in the entire village is currently a young man.

　　 Under the sunlight, the wheat gave off a refreshing fragrance, and Corleone’s stomach made a "cuckoo" sound.

　　 He blushed, and quickly covered his stomach. The girl leading the way looked back at him, Corleone's face turned redder, and he quickly turned his head to the side.

　　 The girl's chuckle came into Corleone's ears. He pretended to be calm and didn't hear anything.

　　 The old man stopped, scratching his head and said, "Oh, look at my memory. You must be starving in this forest. I'll take you to dinner first."

　　 "No, old man, we will solve the food problem by ourselves. We just want to inquire about news nearby."

　　 "Hey, since you have come to our village, they are our guests. Come on, don't restrain yourself."

　　 The old man went over and took Fackney's hand and told them to go to the largest wooden house. Several people sat on the bench in the wooden house.

　　 Then the old man ordered the villagers to prepare food for their guests.

　　 After a while, plain food was served, including round bread baked with flour mixed with a lot of bran, a bowl of pheasant stewed mushroom soup, and a boiled egg.

　　The hot toasted bread and the fragrant chicken soup were so rich for Corleone, and several people couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

　　 "Come on, you are welcome, a few of you can enjoy with us." The old man drank the broth in front of him when he finished speaking.

　　 Fat Jack had already eaten it himself, neither Fackney nor Pauly did it, and Corleone was not in a hurry to taste it.

　　Fakner asked: "Old man, can you provide us with some information, our lost companion has not been found yet."

　　 "Also, can you tell me why the village was built in the Black Forest? I am very curious about it." Fackney's right hand kept holding the hilt of the sword without letting go.

　　 "Young man, I will tell you everything I know, and I also know that you must be anxious to lose your companion."

　　 "This village has existed hundreds of years ago. It is said that a kind human sage lived here in seclusion, and he also brought a large number of servants."

　　 "Decades later, this sage died due to aging, and his servants at that time already had many descendants, so they settled down."

　　 "We are the descendants of the servants of the sages, and this village is a magic circle set up by the sages to resist the invasion of foreign enemies."

　　 "If you are malicious, you can't get in at all. I know that you don't have any sinful thoughts, and I know that you are very anxious."

　　 "So you don't have to be nervous, you can let go of the sharp sword in your hand and enjoy the food in our village."

　　 "As for the surrounding situation, in fact, we really don't know much. We have been living a small self-sufficient life, and we have never walked out of the circle outside the village."

　　 "After all, those who walked out of the circle are gone forever..." The old man sighed after speaking.

　　 "Look, I forgot about things again. It doesn't work well when I get older. My name is Fitch, and I am the mayor of Baihua Village."

　　 The village chief pointed to the girl next to him and said, "This is my granddaughter, named April. She is a little troublemaker."

　　April, a girl, stuck her tongue out at her grandpa.

　　 "So you don't know what's around you?" Facknet asked, releasing his finger.

　　 The village chief replied helplessly: "Indeed, I don't even remember how long I have been in this village, my parents and my ancestors are the same."

　　Fakner continued: "Thank you very much for your hospitality, so we won't bother you."

　　 "Let's go, it's almost time to leave." He looked at his companions again.

　　 "Captain, what are you talking about, we haven't even finished our meal, it's not good for you," said Fat Jack.

　　 The village chief let out a hearty laugh: "Haha, young man, you are really wary, I think you must be an excellent adventurer."

　　 "If you want to leave, of course you can. If you need any supplies, our village can provide part of it for you."

　　 Ai Puli is not happy anymore, she opened her small mouth, and her voice was as crisp as a lark:

　　 "Grandpa, why do you still have to say these things to them, our village is not rich, and they don't want to eat it!" The girl's face became angry.

　　 "Fortunately, we still want to help you, hum, I don't know good people."