It seems that I still underestimated him yesterday, no matter what this person's kung fu is, let's just say that his ability to burn fire is already quite good, as the saying goes, water and fire are ruthless, this thing, no matter what demons and monsters, will be afraid, let alone such a strange flame.

We were observing the fire, and there was another discussion behind us, probably because the villagers had returned.

At this moment, the dust has all dispersed, but the fire is still burning, so I can't see what the situation is inside, the four of us just watched quietly, no one spoke, although I want to ask very much, can this fire burn the tree demon, if the tree is burned to ashes, can the demon survive, but I am not familiar with this old miscellaneous hair after all, I didn't even ask the yellow hair, I still look at it honestly.

After staying for about ten minutes, the fire gradually became smaller, and after a while, there was only a flame more than a meter high. I finally let out a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the old tree had been burned down, and the square stone underneath was now burned black, completely blending with the blackness of the ground, and it was impossible to see it if I didn't pay attention.

Around the one-meter-high flame, there were all large and small charcoals, as well as a thick layer of black ash, the fire was still not extinguished, and it was also crackling inside.

At this moment, the sound in the fire made me even more uneasy, as if every sound was the howl of a monster. I don't know if the dryad was burned to death, but if it did, it would be cruel enough to think about this method of eliminating demons.

In fact, I seem to be very cold-blooded to the enemy on the surface, and I am also quite brave when I fight, and I have a spirit that is not afraid of death. But deep down I am soft, and even when dealing with enemies, I sometimes feel compassion.

For example, the yellow skin I met last time in Dongyinkui Village, according to Hu San and Zhu Gui, must have ignored this matter, but I just can't stand it, I can't bear to see them in pain in the fire, I really can't watch such a scene.

It's the same at the moment, imagining the feeling of the dryad being burned alive, I feel uncomfortable, but I know that being merciful to the enemy is cruel to yourself, although the demon is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the demon is also good and bad, but humans and demons are not the same kind of creatures after all, they don't offend us, if it threatens the safety of our human lives, even if you don't mean it, just need to survive, we shouldn't be merciful.

After a long time, the fire in the distance slowly went out, and finally, all the areas within a radius of dozens of meters were covered by black charcoal, and there was an indescribable strange smell in the air, which made people smell very uncomfortable.

Miscellaneous fur frowned, raised his eyes and looked around, as if he was still not at ease, he did this, I was also worried, and followed his gaze to look, but did not find anything unusual.

After a few moments, he walked forward, and when he reached the charcoal, he stretched his hand back, and somehow pulled out a large black wooden sword.

This scene stunned me again, and suddenly remembered that Hui Ling had a similar move before, obviously I didn't see that he was carrying a sword, but he didn't do it, but he couldn't figure out the ghost and pull out the wooden sword, it's really strange, where did they hide the sword?

For the black wooden sword, I was more curious, and I didn't recognize that the black sword was wooden, but after a closer look, I found that there were many lines on it, which means that it was indeed a wooden sword.

All the wooden swords I've ever seen are yellow, or dark brown, but how can they be black? On second thought, maybe the wood that can make swords in the underworld is this color!

Holding a sword in his hand, Zamao kept fiddling with the black charcoal on the ground, and told the three of us to go over to look for it, saying to see if there was any demon pill.

He said that the demon pill is about the size of an egg, and it is green and transparent, reflecting strong light.

Huang Mao and I didn't have weapons, so we each found some wooden branches, and Yuetian used his broken iron sword to churn with us.

At this time, the villagers who were watching the excitement also wanted to join in, but they were stopped by the miscellaneous hair. Say it's dangerous, don't let them come close. But the woman who had eaten the child by the Dryad just now came over again at some point, and she probably didn't see the scene of burning the Dryad before, and she probably didn't give up hope of finding the child, although someone had explained before that his child had been eaten by the Dryad, but she still didn't believe it.

Now seeing that there was only a pile of ashes left in front of her, the woman was even more heartbroken, and fainted without crying twice, and the man next to her picked her up and sent her back to the village.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all sad and sad, and there was even a low voice in the crowd, and I don't know who actually cried.

Seeing this, the face that had not changed seemed to be sad at this moment. He sighed, shook his head, and continued to churn the charcoal.

Although life and death are fate, all this is fate, but a child who is still an adult disappears without a trace in the blink of an eye, who can not be sad when he encounters this kind of thing?

I tried hard to control my emotions, and continued to look for the demon pill, speaking of the demon pill, I immediately became curious, this kind of thing is not unheard, but it is only in some myths and ghosts and legends, I always thought that this thing does not exist in reality, but now this miscellaneous hair actually said that he was looking for the demon pill? I really want to see what it looks like.

But what disappointed us was that the four of them searched for a long time, and almost all of the charcoal dust was searched, but nothing unusual was found.

After being busy for most of the day, he even searched for a large area around Fang Yuan, but he still didn't find the slightest shadow of the demon pill.

In the end, Miscellaneous frowned rarely, and said, "It seems that this dryad may not be dead yet." ”

As soon as I heard this, the heart I had just put down was raised again, damn, it took so much effort, and the monster is not dead? If so, now that this old tree has been burned, wouldn't it be more dangerous for the monster to go, and now that he doesn't know where he is hiding?

Zamao pondered for a moment, and then said: "Although it is not dead, but the tree is burned, it has no real body, just like a lonely ghost, and the ability to attack people has also been greatly reduced, basically dare not come out again, but let's not take it lightly, we have to take all precautions, we can't let the villagers be killed anymore, otherwise where will we put our face?" ”

Of course, these words were said in a very small voice and were not heard by the villagers, otherwise they might have caused unnecessary panic. (To be continued.) )