Although Helena did not have Yun Qi's talent in visual perception, she still vaguely remembered that person was the last person in the ten-person team just now.

Now, he had returned, and he was alone, apparently with his eye on the dead body of the brown bear.

As a pariah who chops wood for a living, he only has a piece of jerky to eat during the Chinese New Year, or the kind of jerky that has no taste and is disdained by the hunters.

Now, there is an opportunity to get a lot of fresh flesh and blood at your fingertips, and naturally put the affairs of Lord Lizheng aside.

Anyway, it's not him who loses the child, as a pariah, let alone the child, he can't even get a wife. Now, due to the obscenity of Lord Rizheng, he has to take the risk of entering the disappearance of his only son

"Damn it, let me enter this dark forest infested with monsters alone, and I won't give any more benefit. A mere piece of jerky is like asking Lao Tzu to die for him, damn, if it weren't for the samurai accompanying him, the ghost would have come here. Now tell Lao Tzu to give up the delicious fresh meat and to hell with it. ”

The woodcutter chattered and talked to himself, his voice low but it sounded very clear in the darkness that had begun to be silent.

The woodcutter twisted his hands and feet to the bear's corpse, which was full of the smell of blood, and he held in his hand a paper lantern commonly used in ancient times, and the animal fat in it was still bought at Lizheng's expense. Now it comes in handy.

I saw the woodcutter take out the firewood knife inserted in his belt.

In the dim light of the light, he slashed at one of the bear's palms with all his might.

However, the woodcutter's shining silver knife could not cut the skin of the bear carcass.

I slashed seven or eight times in a row, and I didn't even see a knife mark.

How can the defense of the mutant brown bear be cut through by an ordinary wood knife?

But the woodcutter would not give up, and when he saw that he could not cut open the bear's carcass, he had to grope his way on the bloodstained hay.

Because the lights are dim. He couldn't find what he was looking for for a while, so he had to use this inefficient way to search for a carpet.

Eventually, the effort paid off, and the woodcutter touched the severed palm that had been cut off by the samurai leader in the blood-stained weeds.

Ignoring the fishy smell in his hands, the woodcutter put his bloodstained hands into his arms, hesitating about the emotional relationship. Failed to pull anything out several times.

Finally, he pulled out a dirty, greasy cloth bag and placed the half of the bear's paw, which was too thick than his thigh, into the patched cloth bag.

He was still trying to find out if there were any other materials he could take with him, when a dark figure burst out of the bushes not far away.

Before the woodcutter could react, a cold, strange-shaped broadsword was already on his neck.

The woodcutter was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat on the bloody grass that had not yet dried, his hands folded, and his eyes closed. He muttered in his mouth: "The samurai spares his life, and the little one sees the naked eye open for a while, and runs away without permission, and he will not dare to do it next time......"

Yun Qi laughed: "What a woodcutter who is greedy for life and afraid of death, say, what are you doing here?" ”

Only then did the woodcutter realize that the voice was unfamiliar, and he looked up and saw by a little light. He could be sure it was an unfamiliar face. The words begging for mercy were swallowed immediately.

The woodcutter is also considered to be a bold person among his peers, and under the coercion of Yun Qi, he obediently told what happened.

As they had guessed earlier, the village where the woodcutter was located was not far from here, and as the head of a village, Li Zheng had absolute control over the fields and division of labor among the villagers.

In the chaos of war a few years ago. Because their village is hidden deep in the mountains and forests, they were able to avoid the bloodbath of war, and the village can be regarded as relatively wealthy compared to other places, and the division of labor in the village is reasonable for the master of the village. There was still a lot of surplus from farming and hunting, and life was considered well-off at that time.

It's just that in recent days, strange things have happened in the village: some children of small villagers have disappeared for no reason, and they still disappear when they get up in the morning, but Lord Lizheng didn't pay much attention to it at that time.

Children in mountain villages are relatively wild, and it is not uncommon for them to wake up in the morning and go out to play without saying hello.

I didn't pay much attention to it, and the people who suffered were the untouchables in the village who had no power and no power.

Until yesterday morning, the only son of the eldest man suddenly disappeared, and the situation was very different.

You know, Master Lizheng's child has just turned three years old, and he is still stumbling when he walks, how can he disappear early in the morning?

At first, the old people in the village thought that it was a mountain ghost who was causing trouble, but Li Zheng, who had seen the world, was not those foolish men and fools, and when he looked closely, he found that someone had secretly entered the house and wrapped up the child sleeping on the bed.

So, I don't know where Rizheng gathered a group of people from other villages, including the seven samurai and ronin, and asked them to help Rizheng find it.

The woodcutter also told Yun Qi that one of the reasons why those warrior ronins were willing to come over to help was that these people were once subordinates of Lord Lizheng, and they thought that the Lizheng in this woodcutter's mouth had also joined the army and fought in battle.

After figuring everything out, Yun Qi patted the woodcutter's dirty face comfortingly and said, "Go well, I'll cook more meat for you later." ”

Before the woodcutter could understand, Yun Qi's hand holding the knife shook slightly, and a human head swirled and rolled to the ground, with a stunned expression on his face that he had before death.

Until he died, he didn't understand why the three people who suddenly appeared wanted to kill him, obviously they had no grievances against each other.

I can't understand Tie Feng, although he doesn't have a good impression of the Japanese, but the woodcutter in front of him is just a mountain village man who has nothing to do with the overall situation, and the other party has nothing to hide, why kill one more person.

Helena was thoughtful, and when she looked up at Yun Qi again, she said, "You're going to be celibate again?" ”

Yun Qi laughed: "You are really my confidante, and I can't escape your eyes with anything in my heart." ”

As he spoke, Yun Qi raised his hand, and his slender and white palm, even if he had just killed someone, was still spotless and white like a piece of clotted white jade.

The palm of the hand was hidden in front of him, and he waited for about 5 seconds, and when the palm of the hand was removed again, a strange and familiar face was revealed.

These two contradictory feelings made Tie Feng unable to remember where he had seen this face for a while, and after a while, he exclaimed: "Woodcutter? ”

He subconsciously looked at the dead head on the ground, and then looked at Yun Qi's newly changed face, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

It was indeed the woodcutter's face, but strictly speaking, it wasn't.

Yun Qi's disguise technique obviously did not capture all the woodcutter's facial features one hundred percent, but at first glance, it was eighty or ninety percent similar. (To be continued.) )