Northern Wilderness Continent, Liangzhou, Wind and Snow City.

Ren Dalang led a skinny old brown horse out of the city gate, holding a cheap envelope in his hand.

Ren Dalang is thirty-four years old, but he is already a silver-level bounty hunter, a well-known martial artist in Wind and Snow City, and the martial arts level corresponds to the sea realm of immortal cultivators.

His destination this time was Xiakou Village.

A few days ago, a villager in Xiakou Village approached the local bounty guild in Snowstorm City.

Leaving behind a large sum of money and a bloody distress letter, he fell to the ground and died directly after the bounty guild issued the mission.

It was determined that it was a sudden death caused by excessive shock, coupled with running from Xiakou Village to Snowstorm City without sleep, and fatigue and fear.

The blood on the letter had dried up, making the letter paper as hard as plastic, and the handwriting on it was sloppy, so you could tell that the person who wrote the letter was flustered.

This quest was originally set to the Bronze rank.

Several Bronze-level bounty hunters took the mission to Xiakou Village, but none of them returned.

So the Bounty Guild of Wind and Snow City classified the matter as a silver-level event, and the reward was two hundred gold baht, Ren Dalang didn't think much about it, and directly took over the task.

As soon as Ren Dalang came out. "Save us—the youkai—have taken over the entire village———— don't be along-"

"What is this? Ren Dalang frowned.

Most of the handwriting on the letter was stained with blood.

Ren Dalang took the letter into his arms and focused his attention on the road.

The time to rush is boring, which reminds Ren Dalang, who is also boring, of a sentence: "Become a hero because you have done something, but this incident may only occupy one ten-thousandth of the hero's life, and the hero is no different from you and me for the rest of the time." ”

Ren Dalang regarded himself as a hero, and he silently thought in his heart: I need to endure what ordinary people can't endure, and I will be tempered into steel!

The village is very remote, leaving the main road and following the mountain road, and then climbing two mountains to reach the village.

At sunset, Ren Dalang, who led the skinny old horse, came to the entrance of Xiakou Village and saw the true face of this isolated village.

A large black tree at the entrance of the village has sucked the greenery of the entire mountain dry, and the rotting branches have teeth and claws.

The crow resting on it is like a black leaf that blends with the big tree.

The eyes of the little red diamond stared at the strange visitor.

As they passed, they all flew up with a bang, screaming "Wow-wow-" and flew farther into the mountains.

"Traveler from afar, are you lost? ”

A creepy voice suddenly sounded.

Ren Dalang's heart trembled, and he fixed his eyes and saw an old man walk out of the shadow of the black dead tree, maybe he had just come, maybe he had been there, but he didn't notice it.

"Who are you?" asked Ren Dalang seriously.

"Ahem, I'm a villager here. The old man replied with a bow.

Looking at the strange old man, Ren Dalang frowned and said, "I'm a bounty hunter who accepted the mission, tell me, what's going on here?"

"It's as calm as ever. The old man lowered his eyelids and coughed a few times. "I haven't asked for my adult's name yet. ＂

Ren Dalang felt that something was wrong with the old man, and he couldn't say it.

"Ren Dalang, a silver-level bounty hunter, came here by commission, and there was a group of bounty hunters here before, where are they?"

The old man looked confused. "What commission, what bounty hunter, no one has ever come, you are the only guest, you must be tired from the long journey, please come with me, I will find you a place to stay." ＂

After the old man finished speaking, he walked to the village by himself.

Ren Dalang could only follow the old man, observing the surroundings as he walked, the huge village, but he couldn't see a single person.

"You haven't had anything strange happening lately. Ren Dalang wanted to come up with some useful information.

The old man turned around with a surprised expression and muttered, "It's so strange, it's so strange, it's very strange for guests from afar to come here." ＂

The old man is not like saying to Ren Dalang, but more like talking to himself.

Ren Dalang felt that his patience was about to be worn out, and he was tired of this tone of pretending to be a ghost.

"Old man, I don't have much patience. Ren Dalang tried his best to make his tone more serious and strong.

The old man turned around and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking and said, "The village chief will explain everything for you." ”

I thought you were the village head, Ren Dalang was a little speechless.

The village of Xiakou is very small, and after a while, I came to the house where the village chief was.

The dilapidated houses here are a little neater, and not a single villager along the way sees them, as if they have entered a ghost village.

Before entering the house, Ren Dalang first tied the horse to a tree.

Walking into the house, the old man who led the way knelt down first and prayed to a statue of a god on the table, which had not yet been carved and could not tell which way it was.

"The village chief will come out immediately. After worshipping the statue, the old man withdrew from the room, leaving Ren Dalang alone.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the inner room, and he could see that he had just cried, and the tears were still hanging on his face, and his long narrow eyes like a fox flashed with distrust.

"I'm the village chief Huang Wufeng here, I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous, it's the first time I've seen outsiders, of course, I used to really want to see people outside the village, can you tell me your name?" said the fox-eyed man in one breath, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, and then returned to normal.

Ren Dalang could see the bitterness hidden in the smile when Village Chief Huang Wufeng said these words.

Ren Dalang introduced himself again. "Ren Dalang, a silver-level bounty hunter in Wind and Snow City, someone went to the Bounty Guild and issued a task, saying that there are monsters here, and I will solve this matter. ”

Village Chief Huang Wufeng said: "Bounty Guild? There must be some misunderstanding in it, can you tell me the content of the commission? You know, after all, I am the village chief here, but I don't know anything, it's really strange." ＂

Ren Dalang didn't answer, his intuition told him that it was very dangerous here, and the fierce light in the eyes of the village chief fox couldn't be buried with a smile.

"Tell me, are there monsters here?" Ren Dalang's eyes were deep and his tone was serious.

Huang Wufeng shook his head. "There's nothing here, it's a peaceful little village. ＂

"Peace, where have the other villagers gone here?" Ren Dalang saw the village chief's face twitching, and he endured something.

Huang Wufeng seemed to endure some kind of pain, and said: "Farming, chopping wood, fishing, it's getting late, they're about to come back from the mountains, you're tired from a long journey, rest, and the rest of the problems are left for tomorrow." ”

Ren Dalang was still hesitating whether to directly tear his face and expose the lies of the fox-eyed man.

It was not for nothing to happen here, there was no smoke in the village, no sounds of children playing, not even the sound of domestic animals, only flocks of crows hovering in the air, as if they had been sacrificed by youkai.

Ren Dalang shuddered when he thought of this.

By this time, the fox-eyed village chief had already walked out of the house, leaving him alone in the empty house.

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