After a while, under the crow statue at the entrance of the village, the members of the patrol team took up their place.

Of course, not everyone lived under the statue under the leadership of Zhao Cheng, and the captain Qu Ying was followed by two team members with a strong temperament.

In other words, Qu Ying is not really a person, he still installed his own members in the team.

Jiang Han did not blindly follow, nor did he follow the captain Qu Ying, but looked at the surrounding environment.

The village of Divine Silence, which had been attacked by ghosts a few days ago and had killed many people, had now all fled, leaving only uninhabited wooden houses, which were of a strange design, although ancient, but not dilapidated, but now empty, and a little lonely and lonely.

Jiang Han walked for a while, picked a two-story small wooden house and pushed the door and walked in, there was still an unburned charcoal fire burning in the wooden house, there were still unfinished meals in the kitchen, the house was cleaned and tidy, obviously there were still people living during the day, but because it was not safe at night, he left temporarily.

Lighting a soul-extinguishing lamp that he carried with him and hanging it in front of the corridor on the second floor, Jiang Han checked the room, familiarized himself with the layout of the room, put the luggage in the room on the back balcony on the second floor, walked downstairs to the kitchen, and brought a few dishes out, used the embers to heat up the dishes, put them on the table, and found that there were still a lot of game hanging above the charcoal fire, one of the pickled elk game made Jiang Han have a great appetite, and he was not polite, he directly brought the casserole, cut the elk into pieces with a sword, added firewood and licked the material, and after a while, the game in the house was fragrant.

Since Qu Ying said that he would arrange it by himself tonight, which meant that there was no task tonight, Jiang Han was also very relaxed, taking advantage of the efforts of simmering the broth, making the bed well, putting on a few fox skins, and never wronging himself.

Jiang Han nibbled on the delicious venison, smacked his lips and said, "It's just less wine." ”

Getting up and rummaging through the cabinet, a wine bottle was handed over silently.

Jiang Han was shocked, his fingers subconsciously put on the saber at his waist, and when he looked back, he saw that Qu Ying's hideous and ugly face was only about one meter away, and the white eye of his right pupil was even more strange in the firelight and candlelight.

Jiang Han took the wine bottle and said secretly in his heart: It's so powerful, there is no sound at all, if he had made a move on me just now, I would have died by now.

Qu Ying returned to the fire, and had an extra pair of chopsticks in his hand to scoop up the meat in the casserole: "Don't be nervous, I just smelled the fragrance, one more person, there will be one less meat, not to mention that I don't have much wine, you will pick the ground, this is Zhang Lihu's house in Shenshan Village." ”

Qu Ying opened his mouth and took a bite of meat, held a piece in his hand, and observed carefully: "Your cooking skills are excellent, your foot skills are secondary, and your swordsmanship is second." ”

Jiang Han silently returned to the fire pond and did not answer, my life alone was broken like this, the biggest piece of venison that Lao Tzu made was held by you in your hand, they are all adults, and there is no need to praise.

Even so, the other party could judge his swordsmanship from a piece of broken venison, how dare Jiang Han show his dissatisfaction: "Captain Qu can eat more if he likes it." ”

Qu Ying poured a sip of wine, finished eating the elk meat in his hand, and fished it into the pot again, his actions were extremely rude, Jiang Han was busy for a while, and he didn't want to cheap others, so he worked chopsticks and eating, and after a grunting meal, the meat in the pot quickly bottomed out, Jiang Han looked at the door and put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Qu Ying drank a big bowl of soup with some unfinished thoughts, looked at Jiang Han meaningfully, clapped his hands, the door opened, and two warriors walked in, bowing their heads and respecting them.

Qu Ying pointed to the casserole: "The meat belongs to you, and the rest, give each of those guys a bowl." ”

"Yes. ”

The two walked out with casseroles.

The door closed again.

Qu Ying stretched out his hand to add firewood to the fire, he drank wine, under the reflection of the charcoal fire, the paw prints on his face became more and more obvious, he looked at Jiang Han a few times, got up and walked out, and said as he walked: "I know that the Jiang Pavilion Master will not really let his son go, the Zhao family master has seen the wrong person, and the city lord has also seen the wrong person, you are very good, but I still have to remind you that the sword on your waist may not really be able to protect you, at night, don't walk around." ”

Jiang Han arched his hand: "Thank you captain for reminding me." ”

watched Qu Ying leave.

Jiang Han closed the door again and walked up to the balcony on the second floor, Jiang Han watched everyone share the soup and eat under the statue of the crow god, and he was so grateful that he couldn't do it one by one.

Qu Ying, it is impossible to really let everyone die.

Just looking at Zhao Chong and Zhao Cheng's grateful eyes for drinking soup, Jiang Han wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Up to now.

He confirmed one thing: the ugly-looking captain, who is currently neutral, powerful, and unexpectedly strong.

The elk meat was drunk, Jiang Han was hot, and he didn't feel much sleep, of course, he didn't have the idea of acting alone for the time being, but took out a few books from the bookshelf in the wooden house by candlelight to read.

Most of these books are some interesting anecdotes about the deserted city, the geology of mountains and rivers, etc., such as the crow statue at the entrance of the village, Jiang Han found the records and legends about it from the book: the villagers of Shenshan Village once rescued an injured crow, and then the crow turned into a crow and rose into the air, and the local villagers thought that the god descended into the world, and carved the statue of the god with a thousand years of locust wood, praying for blessings from generation to generation, and the crow god statue was manifested as a true spirit, sheltering the villagers, and the ghosts were not invaded and so on.

Jiang Han will be suspicious, the crow statue does have the effect of warding off evil spirits, but if it can really shelter the villagers, why was the ghost in the village taken the lives of so many people a few days ago, and now people do not return home at night.

Jiang Han closed the book, and turned to a piece of animal skin in the mezzanine of the last page of the book, and sketched a simple map with a rough pen on the animal skin, which should be the place where Zhang Orion walked, and he made a map, which has no small effect on Jiang Han: "This map is simpler than the map made by the city lord's mansion in the deserted city, but there are many places, but I have never heard of it." ”

Putting the map away and writing it down in his brain, Jiang Han went to the balcony on the second floor, stared at the ghost stars floating in the air a hundred meters away, and secretly thought to himself: If you collect all these ghosts, you will get more soul points than looking for ghosts everywhere.

It's just that he has some worries, whether it will attract the attention of others, especially Qu Ying, Jiang Han feels that his cultivation is unfathomable, and he may even reach the realm of immaculateness.

And in this world where exercises are scarce, if they are not accidentally revealed, they may be remembered.

The Soul Devouring Technique he obtained from the Great Soul King was called Demon Skill, so he naturally didn't dare to cultivate it easily.

But Jiang Han saw the stars floating around, and he felt a little itchy in his heart.

"Gotta find a way to hook a few spirits. ”

Jiang Han thought about it, came to the Soul Destroying Lamp, and with a light touch of his fingers, the effect of the Soul Destroying Lamp was invalidated.

It's just that Jiang Han waited patiently for a while, and saw a few ghosts getting a little closer, as if sensing danger, and actually took the initiative to escape.

Jiang Han looked at the room dozens of meters away, and said secretly: "Qu Ying has killed how many ghosts, and the evil qi on his body will make these ghosts retreat, it is not a way to go on like this, it is better to use the 'soul attraction talisman' in the soul devouring recipe to collect the souls, and finally incorporate them into the magic lamp." ”

Jiang Han found pen and ink, carved three talismans, and pasted them on the balcony of the wooden house.

After a while, those ghosts who were frightened by Qu Ying's evil qi were in the chaos, attracted by the soul attraction talisman, and they were sealed in the talisman one after another.

Jiang Han, on the other hand, slept with his sword on his pillow, and when the sky was almost bright, he secretly put away the three connecting talismans, and put the soul sealed in the talisman into the magic lamp in his body.