Chapter 328: Chapter 277: False Peach Blossom Land
Du Chengfeng had just arrived here.
As for the reason for coming here, it was naturally because of Tao Wuli, or rather, Tao Wuli’s old horse. Just that morning, this old horse suddenly charged into Forget Sorrow Village looking ravenous, eating everything in sight, which gave everyone quite a scare.
Of course, despite the scare, everyone recognized the horse. Tao Wuli had come here several times, and the horse had eaten here quite a few times.
But the problem lies here.
The horse came, but where was its owner?
After waiting all morning without seeing anyone, even the most oblivious people in Forget Sorrow Village realized that something was definitely wrong.
Thus...
"Mr. Du, help us out, please."
Considering safety concerns, everyone decided to ask Du Chengfeng for help. He was the most reliable among those who could fight, and the most capable among the reliable ones. Although it might be bothersome to ask Du Chengfeng to run an errand for an outsider, at this moment, he was indeed the most suitable person for this task.
Moreover, Du Chengfeng was easygoing.
"Alright."
Scratching his head, Du Chengfeng agreed. It was just helping the villagers find someone; it wouldn’t be much trouble.
However, when Du Chengfeng flew out of the valley, he realized something seemed out of place.
"Who planted these peach trees?"
Looking down at the blooming peach blossoms on the ground, Du Chengfeng’s temper flared.
It was important to realize that when he chose this place, he had deliberately made the entrance hidden to prevent outsiders from sneaking in unnoticed—of course, it wasn’t intentional exclusion, like Tao Wuli, who happened to end up in Forget Sorrow Village, was welcomed by everyone to live there. But the problem was, not everyone was as peace-loving as Tao Wuli, so it was better to keep the entrance concealed.
However, now, not only was it not concealed anymore, but this conspicuous peach grove could probably be seen from two or three miles away, indicating something was there.
"Moreover, these peach trees look quite aged, probably just transplanted whole from old trees, these brutes..."
Cursing the tree planters, Du Chengfeng swung his big knife and chopped down the peach trees, burning the petals and leaves to ashes, even uprooting the roots—as for the trunks, they were good materials, so he stacked them aside, planning to bring them back to Forget Sorrow Village later.
After stripping the entire peach grove bare, Du Chengfeng went to the previous entrance, intending to seal it and open another entrance elsewhere.
But upon seeing the entrance, Du Chengfeng started doubting again.
"This isn’t the one I opened before."
Looking at the more-than-human-height crack on the rock, Du Chengfeng frowned slightly.
To the average person, two cracked entrances might not look much different, even those who know the inside story might just think it was the original Reversing River entrance expanded and exploded, leaving only a narrow inside passage— but for Du Chengfeng, it was easy to distinguish: his opened cracks had knife marks, recognizable at a glance by martial artists.
But the one in front of him was purely natural, with no traces of chopping and hacking.
"Strange, is there really a natural path here?"
Scratching his head, Du Chengfeng decided to go inside first, to see where this narrow path might lead in Forget Sorrow Village—then he’d block this path, and would remodel the surrounding terrain to completely erase this unknown opened entrance.
A strange entrance meant danger, and he had to ensure the safety of Forget Sorrow Village.
"So, where exactly is this place?"
Crawling out of the narrow entrance, Du Chengfeng was stupefied looking ahead.
Having personally built Forget Sorrow Village, he could be sure that here was definitely not the valley he created, although the terrain looked similar, the arrangements of buildings, water flow planning, and resource area design all had vast differences from Forget Sorrow Village—especially the villagers here, Du Chengfeng didn’t recognize a single one.
"And this river on the ground..."
Looking at the river flowing with milk and honey by his feet, reminded Du Chengfeng of a similar incident he handled before, instinctively making him nauseous.
Forget Sorrow Village also had tried something similar before, yet the work done by Liu Bolun was utterly absurd; two springs flowing with milk and honey rapidly rotted, becoming foul-smelling worse than a latrine, attracting a swarm of green flies.
Yet, as Du Chengfeng thought of this, he actually caught a whiff of a smell.
A familiar stench entered his nose, the overpowering odor felt as if Liu Bolun with hemorrhoids was shouting loudly in his ear, hoarse droning sounds making his head spin.
But immediately, Du Chengfeng realized, this buzzing was not imaginary, but real.
Indeed, a swarm of flies had come buzzing towards this river, forming a black cloud overhead.
"I..."
Facing an overwhelming sea of flies, Du Chengfeng held his breath calmly.
And then, a dash for an escape.
Actually, just a single fire blade could cleanse these flies, but burned flies seemed even more disgusting—this made Du Chengfeng’s mood sink further, what kind of person would live in a damned place like this?
"We came here to escape the Chu people’s war, because there are many peach trees here, so it’s called Taoyuan Village."
The village elder introduced welcomingly.
"What? You mentioned Yu Dynasty and Chen Dynasty? What are those?"
"Wake up!"
Grabbing the elder’s collar, Du Chengfeng instantly performed a memory recovery spell.
Two slaps to the elder’s face, his whole being was stunned, and amidst this moment of dizziness, the elder slowly regained awareness.
"What are you doing, how dare you... wait, Mr. Du?"
As the elder’s consciousness gradually cleared, the signs of aging on his face slowly faded away, his initially weary posture transformed into a youthful stature.
Just from the young man’s looks, he was no nameless elder, but clearly a member dispatched from Forget Sorrow Village to sell goods!
"Have you woken up yet? If you have, hurry and get out!"
Kicking the restored Forget Sorrow Village villager towards the entrance, Du Chengfeng continued rushing towards other villagers.
But just as he prepared to raise his hand again, a light streak suddenly arrived.
"Bang!"
The light streak swept past his hand, and blood splashed.
"...Hmm?"
Looking at his right hand with a large hole blasted in it, Du Chengfeng raised his head, gazing towards the source of the light streak.
It was at the entrance to this valley, now blocked by a group of people.
"You lowly people, how dare you stand in our Promised Land?"
Among the group, the elderly leader of the outsiders once again raised his stone slinging rope.
"You shall be broken to pieces! Like smashing the potter’s jar! Broken to find not a single shard usable to retrieve fire from the hearth or water from the well!"
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