Suxia Mountain is not only a mountain village in Suxiashan Village, but also other villages, and Li San is a person from other villages. Ling Yun stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the few smoke under the mountain, and smiled coldly.

He had already chopped off that Li San's head, ready to use it as a deterrent. It's like when the leader is killed, the whole flock is left to die.

Looking at the wooden house under the mountain, the corners of Ling Yun's mouth curled slightly.

The wooden house under the mountain was naturally not the goal of his trip, he just wanted to get a map, and he didn't have to guess to know that the remote book house should be the old hunter's home.

Holding Li San's head upside down, Ling Yun slowly approached the cabin.

"Dad, when did you say the third brother will come back, how long has it been here, why haven't you come back. ”

"Hey, it's not like you don't know your third brother, if he doesn't have any prey in the pit, he will definitely have to find a prey to throw in. ”

"I didn't learn it from you, if it weren't for you, ......"

"Yes, your father and I are old, if I were 20 years younger, I would not continue to wait with you here. It's a pity that I was the only one left in the Orion back then. ”

"What's the only one left for you, isn't there still us?"

The girl's smile was like a flower, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her face in the shade of the tree was as white as an angel.

"Daddy?"

The girl nudged the old man beside her, and found him staring into the distance in a daze.

"Girl, help me see, what is in that man's hand?"

"I'll see, ah! it's a human head!"

The girl looked puzzled and startled.

As they spoke, the man with the head had approached, and Ling Yun kicked open their wooden hut.

"You're the best hunter in the village?"

Ling Yun's face was indifferent, without a trace of expression, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"What are you doing!"

The girl didn't want to see it, and roared, "Why do you kid not know how to be polite." ”

The old man looked at the head and couldn't say a word.

"Hmph, Lishu, your son actually tried to kill me! Now that I have killed him, I am here to ask for advice, and I want to see what kind of etiquette your son is. ”

As he spoke, he threw the head that was still dripping with blood in his hand upwards and accurately fell into the girl's arms.

The girl was so frightened that her head rolled to the ground.

The girl approached slowly, then carefully brushed the thread, looking only at the widening eyes.

"Third brother, third brother, !!!," the girl cried out miserably.

The old man couldn't help but tremble in the face of Ling Yun's body, he had a bad feeling just when he saw Ling Yun, but he didn't expect it to happen now.

"So....... Your Excellency is planning to do so?" the old man's voice trembled a little, who could understand the pain of losing a child in old age.

Fighting swallows all day long, but today he was blinded by swallow peck.

"When I entered the village just now, I heard that you are the head hunter in the village, the most famous hunter in this ten miles radius. Although he is so old, he can get a good receipt every time he goes up the mountain. ”

When Ling Yun said this, he paused deliberately, "I don't ask for anything, you can draw me a map now, indicating the location of all the traps on the nearby mountains, as well as the distribution of beasts that you have observed and summarized during your hunting over the years." ”

"This is impossible!" said the girl on the side angrily before the old man could speak.

"You bad guy, you murderer, you killed my brother, and you came to Xingshi to ask about the crime, what kind of face do you have, and what is the reason. I'm going to avenge my brother!!" The girl shouted, her voice full of hatred and hatred for Ling Yun, and she pounced on Ling Yun.

"Girl, don't!" the old man couldn't hold back the panic in his heart.

Ling Yun easily dodged the girl's claws and grabbed the girl's neck with her backhand.

Gao lifted the girl up, and the girl kept struggling, but Ling Yun's hands were like iron tongs, unable to break free.

Her delicate face was dripping with sweat. Under the sun, the figure of the girl constantly struggling.

The girl's face became darker and darker, and it seemed that even the strength to resist was getting weaker and weaker.

"My lord, put down the little girl, there is something to say about this matter, I paint, can't I paint it?" the old man fell to his knees.

"It should have been like this a long time ago!" Ling Yun gave it away, and the girl fell to the ground, and the hairs on her delicate face stood on end.

"Ahem, ahem, Dad, don't!" the girl kept coughing, and the grief and fear in her heart filled everything she had.

"Bastard thing. The old man rushed forward in three steps and two steps and slapped the girl in the face.

"This is how your third brother fought bravely and fiercely with others, and then was killed, do you also want to die? Haven't you thought about me? Let me die alone?" The old man's tears couldn't stop flowing.

"But....... father!" the girl looked at the old man, her eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.

The old man turned to face Ling Yun, and the sourness in his heart was indescribable. "I'm going to paint, my son provoked you, and naturally he was innocent. Old decay will draw a picture for you, please spare our family. ”

Ling Yun said with a smile on his face, "That's natural, as long as you draw it according to the real situation, I won't kill you." But if I find something suspicious, your life will be lost. ”

"Old man understands, old man understands!"

"Of course, but your daughter should stay here, after all, I don't worry about you going in and getting something out. The smile on Ling Yun's face grew thicker.

"My lord, I'll just go to the kitchen. The old man was silent for a while and said.

Ling Yun didn't speak, but walked behind the girl and looked at the old man without saying a word.

The old man entered the hut, tossed for a while, and soon came out with paper and pen.

The old man lay on the ground, spread the large paper on the ground, and drew curved or straight lines on it.

After drawing this piece of paper densely, he handed it to Ling Yun with both hands.

Ling Yun actually didn't understand these at all, but he could see that the paintings were indeed very fine, and these precious pieces of information could be said to be the ones who ate for hunters.

None of these things can be done by one person, but may be the accumulation of several generations of ancestors.

With tears in her eyes, the girl held her head in her arms and stared at Ling Yun deadly.

The old man just looked into the distance without saying a word.

"It's really not fake?"

"It's a matter of life and death, how dare the little old man deceive you. The old man smiled wryly.

"Well, that's a good drawing. Ling Yun nodded in agreement and slowly rolled up the paper. Go outside.

"Then I'm leaving, take care. ”

The girl slowly raised her head, her face was full of hatred and despair, and the old man slowly pulled the girl up and looked at Ling Yun without a word.

"It's okay......"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Yun was seen running quickly towards the hut.

"Run!!"

The old man didn't know what was going on and why Ling Yun turned back, but it was right to run.

"You guys do draw well, but I don't believe it!!!"

Ling Yun's hand trembled, and a long sword quickly sliced through the air, directly piercing the old man's head.

"Daddy, Daddy!!" The girl suddenly heard no sound behind her, and turned around to see that Ling Yun was pulling out the long sword from the old man's head.

The girl let out a miserable pain and threw herself at the old man.

Ling Yun stood in front of the girl, and the blood-stained sword stabbed into her stomach.

Blood continued to flow down the hem of her clothes, and she slowly fell to her knees, moaning. Faster and slower, slower and slower, until you can't move.

Ling Yun glanced at the girl's face, pink and tender, and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's so cute. ”

Ling Yun wasn't sure if there was a possibility that they would be able to kill him, and he didn't dare to guarantee that only by killing them could he end the trouble.

But every Orion should have a truly detailed map in his home, not rely on drawing it. If Orion had just handed over his map, there wouldn't have been so much of a problem.

Ling Yun didn't pay attention to the two corpses lying on the ground, but raised his head and looked at the wooden house.

The whole wooden house has four bedrooms and one living room, and all the furniture has no fixed direction and position, and is placed on the ground haphazardly.

Ling Yun slowly entered the house, his feet creaking on the floor.