The wind didn't stop for a moment and left here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then he walked into the nearest courtyard and pushed the door open.

The courtyard was empty, there were no chickens, ducks, and no figures.

Nothing.

"Anyone?" The wind shouted.

The wind pushed the door open, and there was no one in the house.

The wind lifted his legs out of this yard and walked towards another.

One after another, no one.

No one.

Only in the depths of the village were two big black dogs, yes, dead people.

What about the others?

The furnishings in the house are all in good condition, why is there no one?

Some families still have rice on the table.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong.

There was no one in this village, so he had to leave the village and take a look around the village.

The village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is only one path to walk out.

But the wind did not follow the path.

He had just come in from the path, so now, he was going to the mountains to have a look.

Traces?

What is this sweeping trace?

Qifeng frowned.

No matter what, just follow this.

Halfway up the mountain, the wind finally saw a cave.

That's where the traces begin to disappear.

The entrance to the cave is relatively narrow, and the inside is dark.

Qifeng pulled out the long sword behind his back, "Sword, do you think there will be a monster in it?" Will there be ghosts? ”

Thinking of ghosts, the wind jumped to try, and he had long forgotten all kinds of discomforts in the village before.

No, I have to dress up.

If the goblins in the cave hurt me deeply, that's not good.

But this cave is so dark, I don't dare to go in.

The sword shook its body, pulling the contemplative wind back to reality.

"That's right, fluorescent."

Qifeng took out the fluorescent stone for lighting and walked into the cave.

Got a sound? The wind moved the fluorescent stone forward.

Still nothing, he continued to walk forward, "Anyone?" Qifeng shouted.

"Uh-huh......"

"What sound?"

The wind heard the sound and walked along the cave wall.

"Anyone?"

There were more than a dozen people in the cave, who looked like villagers below the mountain, their mouths gagged, and their hands and feet were tied with ropes.

Qifeng threw the fluorescent stone in his hand and stepped forward to untie the rope for these people.

But he couldn't solve it, and he had no choice but to swing his long sword.

This action almost frightened the villagers in the cave.

This person just shouted a few words, and then came in without speaking, and directly waved his sword.

The gagged villagers kept shaking their heads in fear, and the wind didn't notice this at all.

He swung his sword to untie the ropes from the dozen or so men, then stood up and walked around with great pride.

"Are you villagers down the mountain? Why are they all in this cave? ”

The villagers were finally untied, each loosened his arm, threw the gagged rags, and knelt down, "Thank you benefactor for saving our lives, thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

Qifeng looked at this situation, and secretly said in his heart that he was patronizing the rope, but he didn't take out the things in their mouths, no wonder he felt something wrong just now.

"Don't be polite, don't be polite, my master often says, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." Qifeng shook his head, turned around and said.

"No, no, this is what the group of monks often say, my master said, what do you say......"

Qifeng frowned and thought about what his master had said, but the group of villagers felt very strange.

The benefactor seems to be in his right mind.

"Benefactor?"

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"Thank you, benefactor, I don't know where the benefactor came from? How do you know we're here? Old man Wang said suspiciously, but suddenly, he stood up, "Oh no, there are other people in our village, Wang Dawang Er is not here, and Wang Shan and Wang Shui are not here." ”

When Qifeng heard this, he looked at the old man who spoke, and he remembered.

"Old man, what you said about Wang Dawang Er, how big is Wang Shan and Wang Shui?"

Qifeng really wanted to slap himself, and his brain twitched, and he forgot what he had seen in the village before.

When I thought of the scene I saw in the village, I clutched my chest and felt sick.

"They're young men, almost as old as your benefactor."

Qi Feng chuckled in his heart, "How many of them are the people who were eaten by dogs?" ”

"What, what did you say?"

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Listening to these villagers, they still didn't understand anything.

Villagers say they have lived here for generations and rarely go outside and rarely go to the city.

They didn't know what was going on, but one afternoon, they were eating, and then suddenly the man fainted.

When they woke up again, they found their hands and feet tied, rags stuffed in their mouths, and thrown into the cave.

But there are only four people in the village who are not there, that is, Wang Dawang Er, Wang Shan and Wang Shui, as he said before.

Now it has been determined that the people who were eaten by the black dog that day should be two people, but it is not known which of the four of them is two.

These villagers are now in fear all day long, not knowing what crime they have committed and how they will be punished.

The wind does not comfort people, and it does not know how to comfort people.

He was about to go out to find out where the other two men were, but was stopped by the villagers.

"Benefactor, let's go again tomorrow."

They had been hungry for two days, and they simply didn't have the energy to go to other people.

Moreover, I heard that the benefactor had been looking for them for a day today, and he was not in a hurry to do so on this night.

Although they were in a hurry, they couldn't let their benefactor go to look for it alone.

Qifeng didn't understand what these villagers thought, but he thought about it, then stay and look for it tomorrow.

In the dead of night, there was no sound in the quiet village, except for the sound of the villagers snoring.

Qifeng lay on the kang, holding his long sword in both hands, and slept soundly.

Wang Lin appeared in the house where the wind lived, silently.

He floated in.

It's you, who spoiled my good deeds.

Wang Lin stretched out his hand and wanted to strangle the man.

The wind opened his eyes violently.

How did he feel so cold all of a sudden?

Look up, nothing.

Why did it feel like someone was going to strangle him just now?

Wang Lin stood on the ground and looked at the man.

"Why did you save them?"

Qifeng, who was about to lie down and continue sleeping, immediately woke up, "Who?" Who are you? Who's talking? He looked around and saw nothing.

"Why did you save them? Why? Wang Lin shouted towards the wind.

"Who are you? Is it a human or a ghost? Qifeng frowned and looked around.

Qifeng silently recited the incantation, turned a few symbols in the air with his fingers, and then wanted to point between his eyebrows.

"You're a ghost!"

Wang Lin revealed his figure and came down from the kang in the wind.

"Are you a ghost? Did you do all these things? Qifeng stretched out his hand and was about to take out the ghost bag to catch the old ghost, but he didn't expect the old ghost to be very sensitive and ran away.

Qifeng hurriedly took the bag on the table and chased after him.