The rain stopped,

The sky was still very dark, only the weeds on the ground were green and shiny, and they were very energetic.

Under the shade of clumps of weeds, large and small puddles lie there quietly, reflecting the black clouds and the skylight, and there is a bit of wild fun in the quiet.

Zhang Yang came out of the tent again, with a wooden spear in both hands, although his body was weak enough to be blown down by a gust of wind, his eyes were as dangerous and cunning as a wolf.

After looking around for a long time, he walked tremblingly towards a cowhide tent more than a hundred meters away.

These are the only three tents left in the makeshift camp, and there is a reason why they were left behind.

Maybe waiting inside is a rotting corpse, or simply something scarier than death.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yang came to the tent, and after a little hesitation, he chose a sturdy position, grasped the center of gravity of advance and retreat, and finally deviated from the direction and gently lifted the entrance curtain of the tent with a wooden spear.

A foul smell of decay rushed out, and the people inside were already dead, the corpses were highly decomposed, and white maggots could be seen tumbling freely.

But Zhang Yang still carefully inspected every corner of the tent.

"This is a strong man, the leather armor on his body, the calluses of the sword and shield around him, and the position of his weapons, all prove that he is a seasoned warrior. ”

"And the wound on his body, in his left arm, is not visible as a weapon, but at least the man was well bandaged and treated before he died. ”

"So the reason for his death is interesting, not because he died of his injuries, not because of wound infection, but more like some kind of epidemic, a disease that can be contagious, otherwise this old man's weapons and equipment and bags would not be here. ”

"It can even be inferred from here that this makeshift camp was quickly abandoned, perhaps because of the panic caused by this mysterious epidemic. ”

Zhang Yang thought about it, and stabbed the corpse with a wooden spear, coating the tip of the spear with the rotting yellow liquid.

Then he turned and went to another tent.

The tent was no different, even more dilapidated, and its owner should have been dead for a long time.

But Zhang Yang still maintained the greatest vigilance, and the steps that should be done were not bad at all.

When he deviated from the direction and carefully opened the tent curtain, he only heard a swishing sound of breaking the air, and a crossbow arrow whizzed ten centimeters away from Zhang Yang's head, and then before Zhang Yang could react, with a low roar, a violent bear-like body pounced out, holding a sharp dagger and stabbing down with great ferocity!

Uh, the stab is empty.

Zhang Yang was holding a two-meter-long wooden spear, so not only was he standing in a different position, but also two meters away, the killing move designed by the big man was very ferocious and exquisite, he was definitely a professional warrior, even if ordinary people reacted quickly, it was difficult to dodge this fatal blow.

But now—the thief is embarrassed!

The big man like a violent bear had fierce eyes and a sharp blade in his hand, but he could only lie on the ground, lying in front of Zhang Yang, and he didn't dare to move, or he couldn't move.

One of his legs was rotten.

What's more, the wooden spear in Zhang Yang's hand was aimed at his eye, only one centimeter.

The two sides confronted each other motionless for a few minutes, and Zhang Yang spoke.

"Do you want to die?" or do you want to live?"

The sound automatically turned into some kind of crooked worm language.

Zhang Yang is no stranger to this.

The big man didn't speak, he had gray hair, blue-white eyes, high cheekbones, and three hideous scars on his face, about forty years old.

"Boom!"

Dahan spit out a mouthful of phlegm and closed his eyes directly, not even interested in communicating.

Zhang Yang smiled and continued in that bug-like language: "My name is Wood Spear Jack, and I am the Heavenly Mandate Sacrifice of the greatest mountain god of Shenmu Peak, Ani Nani Toni, and I will say three things next, first, I have no interest in killing you, second, I can save you, and third, the price of saving you is that you have to become a devout disciple of the god of Shenmu Peak. ”

Hearing this, the big man finally opened his eyes, and his gaze was quite disdainful.

"Son of Joseph the Shoemaker Tarken, little shoemaker Rick Joseph, you worthy of death in the garbage heap, when did you become a sacrifice? Hmph, and the damned evil god, I wait for you to be tied to the fire and wail, and your sinful soul cleansed with you!"

I'll make up!

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and actually pretended to fail, this guy recognized himself, and looking at his tone, it seemed that he also had a very devout belief.

"My name is Wood Spear Jack now, so let's get to know each other officially!"

Zhang Yang smiled, didn't care, and was very thick-skinned.

Because he has been sure that this big man is also infected with that deadly infectious disease, but his body is strong enough to keep his life hanging, but if there is no way to solve this plague, he will have to die sooner or later.

In that case, there are many more places to operate.

"Humph!"

Dahan continued to close his eyes, indifferent.

Zhang Yang smiled, grabbed the spear and moved slowly, but the tip of the spear coated with yellow liquid was always aimed at the big man's eyes, temples and other vital points.

"In my hometown, there is a behavior called boiling eagles, which I don't know much about, but now, friend, do you think you look like an eagle, and the fiercest, most dangerous of the kind?"

"I'm in a terrible situation right now, but I still have enough time and enough means to survive you, well, unless you're bent on death, then I can't help it. ”

"Of course, you can also use me as an eagle, and it will be a fair fight. ”

Zhang Yang said softly, as if he was facing his closest friend.

Gradually, he slowly retreated, and the wooden spear was still aimed at the back of the big man's head, neck, heart, and even another intact and healthy leg.

Zhang Yang's intention is very simple, he wants to get the crossbow, and the next thing is the official start of the game.

"I guess you're a person of status, look at your silk underwear, and the embroidered pattern on the sleeves, does that represent the family crest?"

Zhang Yang leaned his back against the entrance of the tent, and the crossbow inside was only one step away from him, but he didn't take it, but carefully looked at all the clues carried by the big man, and pointed them out one by one.

In this battle, the heart is the first!

And the big man listened quietly, like a dead man, and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Zhang Yang also talked to himself,

"Your hair and mustache have become very messy in the past two days, but I can still see the well-trimmed outline of the previous one, so I venture to guess that you must be a very disciplined person. ”

"And a nobleman with a lot of wealth, a high status, and a very strict self-discipline, I can't think of any reason why you would refuse my rescue of you?"

"It can't be because I'm a low-status cobbler, and until then, I, as a cobbler, should not be qualified to be an enemy of a nobility like you. ”

"Then, there can only be one reason, do you particularly hate heretics?"

(Thank you for your support and blessings, mother and son are safe, take the time to write a chapter today, and return to normal tomorrow)

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