My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife-Chapter 751 - 750: You are the King Returning (2/3)

"Chen! You've arrived!"

"That's great! You finally came!"

"We've all missed you!"

"The old shaman has been talking about you a lot."

A group of people surrounded Yang Chen, each speaking one after the other.

Meng Po and the others were already used to this, standing quietly aside watching.

Jian Feng exchanged a glance with Ye Xin, clearly surprised by the scene.

Yang Chen, being a person from Flame Country, how could he be so welcomed by these people, and they seemed quite familiar with him.

Yang Chen said to Purple Cultivator, "You guys go check out the school first, find some ambush spots, and hide the car."

"Yes!" Purple Cultivator nodded, grabbed Jian Feng, and drove away, hiding the car in a concealed place.

Yang Chen smiled and said to the black grandma, black grandpa, and black kids in front of him, "I haven't been here for a long time, how's everyone?"

A black grandma handed a mud cake to Yang Chen and said, "I just made this mud cake, try it, it tastes great!"

The moment the black grandma took it out, Yang Chen smelled a foot odor, and his face turned a bit unnatural as he said, "This mud was stomped by your son, right?"

The black grandma said, "Yes, the black kid is quite strong, he stomped the mud evenly."

Yang Chen's stomach churned, and he took the mud cake and put it in his pocket, saying, "I'll save it for tonight."

The black grandma was very happy upon hearing this and excitedly said, "If you like it, I have a lot more back home, you should take more later, it's really tasty."

"..." Yang Chen's face turned dark.

This black grandma's kid, his feet were incredibly smelly, you could smell him from afar, even before he reached you. It's truly a case of 'heard before seen.' Also, the black grandma always liked letting him stomp the mud, so you can imagine the smell.

Yang Chen brushed this off lightly, then took Ye Xin by the arm and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the shaman."

"The shaman? What's a shaman?" Ye Xin asked, puzzled.

Yang Chen smiled and said, "The shaman is the tribe's witch. It's said the old shaman was the witch of a former tribe, but that tribe seemed to have vanished later, and she wandered to this village, becoming the old shaman."

"Oh!" Ye Xin suddenly understood, nodded, and holding Yang Chen's arm asked, "How did you get so familiar with these people? They seem to know you well and like you a lot."

Yang Chen smiled and said, "After we established the base, because it's relatively close to here, I often came to help them, so we got familiar. Later, we also set up a primary school here, and their kids attend school for free, so they might feel grateful to me."

Although Yang Chen spoke lightly, Ye Xin understood that this definitely wasn't a simple matter.

The Asura Hall base is about a hundred kilometers from Babu Town, and Babu Town is about five hundred kilometers from here, making a total of six hundred kilometers. Running here frequently is certainly not a simple task, not to mention often helping these people and setting up a school here.

Indeed, Yang Chen must have put a lot of thought into this place.

Perhaps ordinary people don't understand the difficulties involved, but Ye Xin knew.

As the leader of Asura Hall, Yang Chen's organization, like other organizations, also accepts international tasks to earn commissions.

It can be said that it's essentially a business involving lives, hands stained with blood.

However, despite being in such an environment, Yang Chen maintained his original intention, stayed kind, and helped the locals, which is very commendable.

As they spoke, the two arrived in front of a shabby thatched hut.

Under Yang Chen's assistance, others had sun-dried mud bricks to build houses, but the shaman always insisted on living in the thatched hut.

Outside the hut were various bone products, like a wind chime hanging at the doorway. When the wind blew, the bones clashed and produced a crisp sound, making it especially eerie and terrifying.

There was a string of bones hanging on the curtain at the door, making it difficult for people to adapt.

Yang Chen, however, was already used to these decorations; in places like Lijia Continent, such situations are common, and in some tribes, the styles are even more extreme.

He lifted the curtain and went inside, immediately seeing all sorts of things stuffed inside the not-so-big space, making it hard to find a place to step.

The old shaman sitting inside raised her head, and upon seeing Yang Chen, she deeply bowed down, prostrating herself on the ground.

Yang Chen immediately spoke in a foreign language, "Old shaman, what are you doing, please get up!"

The old shaman lifted her head, glanced at Yang Chen, then her gaze fell on Ye Xin, "You found the Divine Maiden, it's time to return."

Yang Chen didn't understand what the old shaman meant by the Divine Maiden, so he led Ye Xin, saying, "Old shaman, this is my wife."

The old shaman's hair was messy like straw, unwashed to the point of being matted together, and even some parasites like fleas could be seen crawling around.

Her cloudy eyes made one doubt whether she could still see.

"You've returned this time as the king, to reclaim your lands, right?" The old shaman stared at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen frowned, staring at the old shaman, "What do you mean by that? I'm not quite sure."

The old shaman placed her palm on a skull, her body shaking, eyes rolling back, muttering something in gibberish, while her whole body shivered, making the ornaments on her body jingle, producing a clattering sound.

Ye Xin moved closer to Yang Chen, feeling the scene a bit eerie.

After a while, the old shaman stopped, murmuring, "A true god is always a true god; it was destined when he descended upon this land. Your land has been occupied by evildoers, slaughtering your people. Returning from trials, the true god restores order, naturally purging everything, letting them know the majesty of the true god."

Saying this, the old shaman prostrated again.

Yang Chen frowned tightly.

All along, he thought the old shaman was just pretending to be mysterious, using this method to solidify her position in the village.

But he had not expected the old shaman to be able to foresee his intentions.

It should be noted that the old shaman hardly ever leaves this hut unless something major happens.

Yang Chen thought for a moment and said to the old shaman, "Rest assured, I will deal with anyone who threatens the village."

Saying that, Yang Chen clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect to the old shaman.

Ye Xin followed suit, offering a bow.

Then, Yang Chen led Ye Xin out of the hut.

Stepping out of the hut, Ye Xin couldn't help but take a deep breath, inhaling the fresh air deeply.

The smell inside the hut was really unpleasant, as the old shaman mostly ate, drank, and slept in there, which surely wasn't a good smell.

"Husband, what did the old shaman say just now?" Ye Xin couldn't understand the local language.

Yang Chen glanced at Ye Xin and said lightly, "He asked me to protect the village."

Ye Xin blinked, feeling there had to be more to it than just that simple sentence after such a long conversation.

"Let's go! The enemy should be arriving soon." Yang Chen took Yang Chen and headed towards Meng Po, as it was time to start the battle.