The night is like ink.

At that time, when the flames of the Zhuang's Mansion were at their highest, the Lion Camel Mountain Range gradually fell into silence.

Not far from Peck Peak, on a flat woodland, Jiang He put the dry food in his hand into the baggage, carefully pressed it underneath with his clothes, and looked up at the starry sky.

A crescent moon gradually emerged from the clouds, and the small chirping of insects sounded from afar, and in the far distance, a desolate wolf howl echoed among the mountains.

The night belonging to the yokai has begun.

After a moment, he lowered his head, and his internal force agitated, and the sound reached everyone's ears without leaking.

"Keep vigil in groups of four, and the rest can start resting!"

The sound of Suo Suo was immediately heard around, and the disciples of the "Qianmen" began to pack up their things and prepare to rest.

There was no fire in the camp, no sound of talking, and everyone was quietly going about their business.

Silence and fire after dark is the norm for all exploration teams except for the "Gate".

The incongruous grinding sound soon quieted down, and everyone except for the disciples who were keeping vigil fell asleep peacefully.

Jiang He lay down, put his hands behind his head, raised his head and continued to look at the stars, silent.

Soon, in the middle of the day, the disciples of the night vigil had already changed the second round, and the four of them yawned and climbed to the tree.

In the darkness, Jiang He suddenly opened his eyes.

Gently raising his head, he cautiously glanced around, and there was no tiredness in his eyes.

After waiting for a while, he rolled over and landed on all fours like a dexterous cat demon, then slowly squatted up, stopped again for a while, and walked into a dense forest.

During the whole process, he relied on his almost perfect control of his physical body without making the slightest sound, and the four disciples who were squatting on the tree to keep vigil naturally didn't notice that there was one less person in the camp unconsciously!

As he got farther and farther away from the camp, Jiang He's speed began to gradually increase, and in the pitch-black dense forest, I saw that his internal strength was blended together, and he stepped on the top light skills of the Turtle Yuan Sect under his feet, and the whole person showed an agility that was extremely inconsistent with his figure, as if walking through the forest like a ghost!

After some time, he finally stopped, threw a headless python to the ground, and walked forward.

Soon, a swarthy cavern revealed itself in the dim moonlight.

This cave is extremely wide and deep, and the rocks at the entrance of the cave have traces of being smashed by something, and the ground seems to have been ploughed several times by a dozen oxen, and there is hardly a flat place in sight! And the most conspicuous thing is the footprint not far away that is almost the width of Jiang He's head!

Apparently, it was left by the owner of the cave.

A night breeze blew, blowing a disgusting fishy smell.

Jiang He couldn't help but tremble, and a strong sense of danger surged into his heart!

"If you don't leave, you'll die!" There seemed to be a voice roaring in his heart.

He knew that it was his intuition that was giving him a warning, and he had practiced martial arts to the point where his intuition was sometimes no different from the prophecy.

Will die......

He smbabbed, looked up at the stars again, and when he looked down, he had already taken out a leather scroll in his hand.

On that leather scroll was a map, a map of the Lion Camel Mountains, densely packed with routes and small red crosses, which were much more detailed than the one in the hand of the Demon Punishment Society.

Jiang He's gaze stayed on a red dot, and there was gradually an indescribable emotion in his gaze, including fear, sadness, anger, and perseverance!

After a moment, he took a deep breath, tore the leather roll apart little by little, and when he looked up again, there was only steadfastness in his eyes!

He looked into the cave not far away, his fists clenching.

"Grandpa, if that's what you're asking for......"

……

The fire in the owner's mansion ended, and all but three of the Assassins had been found.

In the main hall of the dinner, all the merchants and the dozen or so surviving merchant guards gathered together, surrounded by a full circle of guards.

Luo Yongning, the owner of the village, asked him to bring his big chair and sat opposite all the merchants.

"You ...... Who says first? He leaned back in his chair and looked at the merchants with a cold gaze.

The merchants' eyes glanced at each other, but no one said a word.

Everyone understands that whoever is the first to speak now will be the first to be targeted, and if one of them does not speak well...... Just look at the movements of the guards around them holding the hilts of their swords, and you should know the end.

Seeing that no one spoke, Luo Yongning sneered.

"No one wants to speak first, then okay......" His gaze swept over the faces of the merchants one by one, and finally stopped at a face that was rounded by fat, but at this time it was a miserable white.

"The East Shopkeeper." He deliberately dragged out some syllables and read them in a calm tone.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

As soon as his words fell, he saw the fat figure kneel on the ground with a click, and his voice was as sharp as killing a pig:

"It's not me! It's not me! I don't know what Liu Zayu is crazy about, it really wasn't at my instigation! How dare he do such a thing, how dare he ......"

Speaking of the back, Yun Lou's incoherent words had already brought a crying voice, and he lay on the ground tremblingly, not even daring to raise his head.

"East shopkeeper, east shopkeeper!" Luo Yongning frowned, and shouted loudly before stopping Yunlou's words.

He looked at the figure lying on the ground and didn't dare to get up, and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers helplessly.

Originally, he chose the shopkeeper as the breakthrough because he was the least daring one among them, and he could pry enough news out of his mouth with just a little fright.

But where did he think that this guy was so cowardly, he just shouted a name and scared him like this, looking at this situation, if he continues to be scared, he must not scare people to death!

"East Shopkeeper!" He slowed down his voice a little, "I also want to say that you are okay, after all, everyone has been doing business for so long, and I Luo Yongning will not hand over it until now if I am not a trusted person!" ”

"The owner of the village!" Yunlou shouted with a crying voice.

Luo Yongning glanced at him, and Shengming shouted out, how afraid of death is this?

Fortunately, he had already understood the character of the shopkeeper, and he didn't think it was strange, and continued to say in a soothing but dignified tone: "But it's a fact that your guard hasn't been found until now, if you want me to believe you, you have to tell me something!" ”

"I say! I say! Yun Lou hurriedly raised his head and said.

But after finishing speaking, he froze in place again, uh, he didn't know what to say for a long time, and his face was so anxious that cold sweat came out.

"Tell me if your guard has been dealing with any strangers lately!" Luo Yongning rubbed his eyebrows and said.