At the same time, Qinglingyan has also reached the hinterland of Miaojiang in the east. She's going to find someone......

In the hinterland of Miaojiang in the east, as far as the eye can see, the branches of sparse trees are knotted, showing a thousand postures under the hazy moonlight, like monsters and ghosts lurking at night.

Behind the shadows of the trees is a large swamp, from which a thick miasma rises eeriely and eeriely.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles in the entire swamp, there was no life, and no insects and ants could be heard.

This swamp, called the Devil's Swamp by the local Yi people, is the most mysterious and terrifying place in the entire Miao River, the mist that does not disperse all the year round contains poison, even the birds can not fly from above, and it is said that there are terrible monsters living in the swamp, and anyone who dares to break in will be swallowed to pieces.

It was late at night, and in a clearing three hundred miles away from the Devil's Swamp, several Yi family hunters were sitting around the campfire. A roe deer roasted golden brown on a campfire exudes an enticing aroma.

"Ah Shan, you will be sixteen years old after this year, it's time to marry Cui'er into the door, right?" An older hunter said to a honest boy of seventeen or eighteen.

"I'm still young, let's wait a few years." The shy boy blushed and said embarrassedly.

"It's time to start a family, when your Abba was alive, he always thought about it, and only when you became a family could he turn a blind eye." The older hunter said with emotion.

"Well, I know Uncle Lu, why don't we go over there and try it, maybe we can hit a lot of prey?" The boy asked, turning to the swamp.

"That's where the man of God lives, how can we go?" The elder hunter said.

"God-man, is there really a God-man in this world?" The boy asked cautiously.

"Smack!" The older hunter slapped the young man, but he didn't use his strength, and said nervously, "Ah Shan, you must not talk nonsense in the future, you doubt that the gods will be retributed, we Yi people can have a good life today, thanks to these gods, listen to the old people in the village, if it wasn't for these gods, our village would have been destroyed by the fierce demon beasts, these thousands of years, our village has never been attacked by the demon beasts, all by the protection of the gods." ”

"Oh, I'm not going to talk nonsense in the future." The boy nodded, and looked at the swamp again.

"Ah Shan, you must remember that you must not enter that swamp, otherwise you will not only harm yourself, but also all of us." The older hunter reminded again.

"Well, don't worry, uncle." Seeing the older hunter so panicked, the young man didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, even if he didn't believe it in his heart.

While a few people were chatting, the older hunter suddenly made a silent gesture and gently pulled out the hunting knife at his waist, the experienced hunter's intuition for danger was far beyond ordinary people.

The boy and the other hunter held their breath, their fingers gripping the hilt of their knives, and turning their bodies at a very slow pace.

Behind him, there was a low sound of breathing, which was not the breath of a human being, accompanied by the hot breath exhaled from its mouth, and a faint fishy smell came from the night wind.

The older one, the most famous hunter in the Yijia cottage, is said to have killed a black bear by one person, and although the other two are slightly less experienced, the blood and qi Fang Gang is the age when the sky is not afraid of the earth, but at this time, the sweat fell to the ground drop by drop along the forehead, and the whole body was soaked with cold sweat.