The legendary dragon can fly but can't take people, he hasn't heard of this, but it doesn't matter, the county town is not far from here, and the five-day trip is more than enough, and the time is not too long.

Meng Yun was always thinking about one thing, if Wizard Qi was not in the county or the capital, what would he do when the time came, whether he would tell the truth of the future to the turtle master and Er.

This kind of move is risky, but without the help of the turtle master and Er, he may not be able to pass the barbarian level, and this matter must be considered carefully before deciding.

After a cup of tea, Er's figure reappeared, as if holding something in his hand.

Without waiting for him to ask, he handed over this thing, it was a fist-sized gold ingot, and the visual weight was not small.

"Where did it come from?" Meng Yun took the gold ingot and weighed it.

The place where he went just now must have something to do with this gold, and he couldn't guess where he went, but the turtle master definitely knew.

"There's something in the Golden Retriever's nest," said Master Turtle nonchalantly.

"This is also what you saw when you searched its memory?" Meng Yun threw the gold to the turtle master, and dared to be affectionate under its instructions, and ran to raid people's homes, which is in line with the character of the turtle master.

"It's piled up," the turtle nodded in acknowledgement.

Meng Yun couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, "What are you doing with so much gold?"

Gold is a precious metal, ancient and modern are hard currency, originally thought that only people would like it, but I didn't expect monsters to love money.

"To eat," said the turtle master.

"Eat?" Meng Yun thought he had heard it wrong, and heard that gold could be eaten for the first time.

"There are tooth marks on it," said the turtle master, who gave him the gold again.

Meng Yun grabbed the gold nugget and turned it around, there were indeed some tooth marks on it, "What's the use?"

"Legend has it that gold can calm the soul," the turtle master turned around and continued walking.

"Is there a problem with the Golden Retriever's soul?" Meng Yun and Er followed.

"Its soul is fine, but the few monsters of the same genus that were devoured by it will definitely not be ** points," the turtle master walked in his head.

"Isn't this self-inflicted?" Meng Yun put the gold in his pocket, maybe he could use it in the future, but according to the turtle master, the golden retriever nest has a lot of this kind of gold, and he is not a landlord, otherwise he will be moved away.

"I can't say that, if I don't devour these monsters of the same genus, I'm afraid this thing won't even be able to beat Niu Mang," Niu Mang said by the turtle master is naturally a cow head, but people are only called Mang, not Niu Mang.

The road leading to the county town has big roads and small roads, and he and the turtle master chose a small road, to put it bluntly, it is to drill a ravine.

There are no cars and horses on the main road, and the detour is a waste of time, and the small road mentioned by Xiong Meng before is sure to be difficult to walk, but it can save a lot of time.

During the war, all the horses that could run were bought, and it was useless to ask for those who couldn't run, otherwise they would have to run a few steps, and then they would have to change people to carry the horses.

The reason why it is bought with money, not forcibly requisitioned, in fact, it is not difficult to understand, Wild Fox Ridge is the territory of monsters, and the local government of the human race will definitely not be able to control it, so naturally there is no way to forcibly requisition.

Two days later, the sky was overcast, and soon there was light snow.

"There's a village up ahead," he said, looking northeast.

He didn't need to be reminded by the turtle master at all, he also saw this village, and standing in this position, he could see the weedy roof of the thatched hut and the ruined walls.

"It doesn't seem right," Meng Yun said with a frown, after five o'clock in the afternoon, it should be time to make a fire and cook, but this village is a little strange, there is no sign of fire and smoke at all.

"What's wrong?" said Master Turtle was a little confused.

"This should be the time to cook on the fire," Meng Yun said.

Unlike real people, most people in this world only eat two meals, and when the turtle master chatted with him, he mentioned these common sense details a lot.

"Really," Master Turtle suddenly understood.

"Let's go over and have a look," Meng Yun said again, the reason why he said so much was just to make the turtle master more vigilant, not because he was afraid of anything, not to mention that if he was around, he could only be afraid of the other party.

There are not many households in the village, there are only about 30 households by sight, the houses are a little dilapidated, and the houses do not even have walls, which is poorer than the Qiwu Village, and it is even more incomparable with Yehuling.

But that's not the point, the weird thing is that the villagers are all dead.

The trio went from house to house, but each time the results were the same, and none of them survived.

Most of the villagers died in their homes, a few on the road, and a few next to the village well, and these people died in a miserable state, almost all of them were dried corpses, with sunken eyes and shriveled flesh.

Meng Yun walked out of the house, and the turtle master was still outside to check the body, this body was a male corpse, about forty years old, and the death was the same as that of other villagers.

The family was a family of three, the man died outside the house, and the woman was protecting a boy in his teens who died in the room, which was very pitiful.

At that moment, Tsuya flashed out and shook his head at him.

As of this moment, there are more than 30 households and hundreds of people, including the elderly, children and women, not a single one has survived, and almost all the villagers have died in the same condition.

The corpses were not naturally dried, and it was impossible to tell when they had died, but during this time, he noticed a detail: the villagers seemed to be frightened before they died, their pupils dilated, and their faces looked terrified.

"If you suck the blood and soul out of you, it will become like this," the turtle master put down the dead man's arm, got up and turned back to him and said.

"What do you think did it?" Meng Yun asked with a frown, it didn't sound like it was done by a human, devouring souls and essence blood, making him think of the golden retriever rat before.

"Come and see this," said Master Turtle as he walked to the corner of the wall, hunched over and pointed at him.

Meng Yun squatted down and looked at the turtle master, "Animal hair?"

"Wolf fur, to be exact," the turtle master straightened and corrected.

"The barbarians did it?" Meng Yun couldn't help frowning, it was really the human race who did it.

"There is no doubt about it," Master Turtle nodded.

"Why do the barbarians do this?" he thought it was the mountain monster who did it, but he didn't expect it to be a barbarian.

This kind of remote village, the barbarians have not let go, the situation faced by Qingyi can be imagined, internal and external troubles, and the situation in the Northern Xuan Kingdom is also not good.

"No, it should be said that the barbarian wizard did it," the turtle master said correctively again, "As far as I know, the barbarian people are not the same as the ordinary human race, and the barbarian cultivation method is directly inherited from the ancient witch clan, and there is no lack of evil witchcraft. ”

"Isn't it the Blood Pact Spell Seal," Meng Yun thought of what happened last time, witchcraft was very domineering, neither belonging to the Five Elements, nor to Yin and Yang.

The last time he rescued him, the Blood Pact Spell Seal almost drained his life, and he couldn't stop in the middle of the spell, which made him break out in a cold sweat when he thought about it.

"It's witchcraft too," Lord Turtle nodded in acknowledgement.

"How far is the county seat?" Meng Yun asked again.

"It's less than two days away," replied the turtle master.

"Let's go, by the way, tell them what happened here," Meng Yun sighed helplessly, the villagers were all dead, and staying here would not help.

"It's useless to tell them, the capital of the Northern Xuan Kingdom is about to be breached, who can take care of the remote villages," the turtle master said, turning his head and walking out.

It was getting dark, clouds covered the sky, and snow was falling.

The three of them left the village to the north, the road had not yet formed snow, and the grass next to the road had not yet melted the snow from the previous day.

At this moment, Er suddenly stopped and raised his hand to grab him.

Meng Yun turned around and couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?"

He didn't speak, but instead stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, but there was nothing there, and it was pitch black.

Just when he was a little puzzled, at the end of the road, there was a faint fire, and there were many shadows.

"Someone is approaching here," Meng Yun subconsciously frowned, this path should have been inaccessible, but today it was so lively, welcoming two groups of people.

Three hundred meters apart, I can barely see some firelight, and I can't see the specific number of people on the other side at all, let alone the appearance and dress.

"Why don't you hide and see what happens?" suggested the turtle master, looking ahead.

Meng Yun turned his head to look at the pine forest on the right, "Go up the slope." ”

The three of them squatted down the slope and hid, and after about five minutes, the other party was dozens of paces away.

"The uncle is a barbarian soldier," the turtle master said in a low voice.

On the path below, seven barbarian soldiers rode black wolves, each holding torches, and passed quietly in turn, looking indifferent.

"It should be said that it is a scout," Meng Yun looked at the barbarian soldiers, the last time he was in the wizard village, he had fought with the other party, so he naturally recognized the barbarian soldiers.

The standard weapons of the barbarian soldiers were, a spear, a scimitar, and as for the archers, he had not seen them.

The spear is naturally used for charging, the scimitar should be used for melee combat, the spear head is made of bronze, the spear shaft is some kind of tougher tree, and the scimitar is also a bronze weapon.

As we all know, bronze weapons are more fragile than iron weapons, but this world does not seem to have found a way to smelt iron, and Sanniang and others also use bronze swords.

The Ice Sword is made of some kind of dark iron, but it is said that the dark iron can only be refined by wizards who have cultivated as witches, and ordinary craftsmen cannot melt the dark iron at all, let alone promote the iron tools.

At this moment, a black wolf seemed to smell something, looked up and rushed up the slope, and after being urged by the soldier, he lowered his head and continued to walk.

The seven barbarian scouts quickly passed, and the three of them then stood up and jumped down the dirt slope, looking at a few barbarian soldiers heading south.

"Why did you get here?" asked Master Turtle first.

"It's not that they're here, they should want to go south," Meng Yun retracted his gaze and said, the ruined village was just to the south, but there was no living mouth in the village, and the barbarian soldiers shouldn't have come to the village.

These barbarian soldiers are scouts, and scouts are responsible for reconnoitring the enemy and finding the way, but the barren mountains and mountains are inaccessible, so naturally there can be no hostile situation, in other words, the other party should be here to explore the way.

"Aren't we just going south?" said the turtle master, turning his head to him.

"Old Wangba, let me ask you, are there any towns south of Yehuling?" Meng Yun didn't answer the turtle master's words, and asked again.

"A few more, what's wrong?" the turtle master looked at Er, and then at him.

"If I'm not mistaken, the barbarian army will soon take a detour and attack those towns in the south," Meng Yun guessed as he touched his chin, and if the scouts were all over, the large army would definitely be not far behind him.

"Oh, I understand, if you take the main road, you have to run into Wild Fox Ridge, these are here to explore the way," the turtle master suddenly understood.

"You're right," Meng Yun said, nodding.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing that his tone was a little low, the turtle master said.