Zhang Yang's previous belongings were robbed by the gang of robbers, and it was the middle of the night, and I heard old Adam introduce that the group of robbers were wandering to commit crimes, and they were still in the black forest last night and now don't know where they ran to, so these things have become Zhang Yang's only belongings.

"We'll take you to the junction of the Black Woods, and from where you go all the way south, you'll be able to reach London."

"Thank you very much."

After knowing that Zhang Yang was going to London, Thomas prepared a carriage to send Zhang Yang to the other side of the black forest, after all, it would take a morning to walk in the middle, and Zhang Yang just wanted to set off to find Van Hersin at the moment.

According to George's search for a demon hunter in a big city in Yorkshire, he saw a wanted notice for Van Hesing, and someone had heard that Van Hessing had been seen near London, so Zhang Yang was ready to try his luck there.

After entering the carriage, Zhang Yang quickly left the town of Wickken, and went straight to the black forest along the way he came, during the day, the black forest was not as gloomy as it was at night, and you could see large clusters of dark green, rippling on the black branches, which looked a little ancient and mysterious.

"Sir, I can only send you to the three-way intersection, the one on the right is the road to the south, good luck."

The coachman took off his hat and bowed, he was still very grateful for Zhang Yang's actions last night.

"No problem."

Zhang Yang jumped out of the car with his luggage on his back, and when he saw the carriage go away, his eyes turned, and instead of taking the road to the south, he walked to the one on the left, which led directly to the town where he had been drinking last night.

There was no one else, and the clothes and other things were publicized and directly received into the storage space, only carrying a one-handed sword behind his back, stepping on the slightly rotten branches and leaves, and walking towards the town.

About ten minutes later. After walking through the black forest, Zhang Yang saw a small town, and asked a random person, Zhang Yang came to the front of a shop and bought a hunting dog for 5 pounds.

"You see, an authentic English Shepherd, this is a breed that I have paid a lot of money for, and it is the best one to be used as a hunting dog."

Zhang Yang looked at Gu Mu in front of him like a mop, his eyes were covered by thick hair, and he shook his head after thinking about it.

"Look at this, Bull Terrier. The character is fierce. ”

The bearded boss enthusiastically sells his hunting dogs, and people often go out hunting at this time, so the sales of hunting dogs are still good.

Zhang Yang looked at the bull terrier with a black spot on his eye, which looked like he had been punched head-on, and shook his head.

"Labrador?"

The boss introduced his own varieties all over again. Zhang Yang shook his head one by one and asked after a while.

"Is there anything old? Which one is older? ”

"Old? Think about it. There really is one. ”

It was a long-haired retriever with an ugly appearance. The coat color is black and white, and he looks a little old, and he is sleeping bored at the moment.

"This is a short-legged long-haired retriever, a little older, I bought it from a Frenchman, and you can get a discount if you want to buy it. £10. ”

The boss pointed to the black and white long hair and introduced, and then offered the price.

"£5."

Zhang Yang slowly pulled a £5 bill from his pocket and shook it, the boss obviously feeling a little embarrassed by the long hair. After buying it from the French, this guy has been a little sick, and he was worried that he would die of old age here, so he thought about it and sold it to Zhang Yang.

After buying a dog bolt, Zhang Yang led the old long hair out of the door, and after buying some food, Zhang Yang rented another horse, and then left the town.

In the black forest, Zhang Yang took out a thing in a small jar, which was a somewhat foul-smelling hair, Zhang Yang handed the hair to the old dog and sniffed it, the old dog first dodged in disgust, then lowered his nose and sniffed a few times on the ground, chased in a certain direction, Zhang Yang hurriedly followed.

"It is said that the old horse knows the way, and the old dog should be similar, right?"

Zhang Yang rode behind the old dog, loosened the chain in his hand, and let the old dog shuttle through the woods, the hair was none other than the pig-headed man.

His purpose is very simple, since that pig-headed man has a certain amount of wisdom, he has been hiding near the town of Wickken for so long, and obviously has his own lair, Zhang Yang wants to go to this guy's lair to have a look and see if he can find anything useful, anyway, isn't it all written in the novel, there are always a lot of gold coins and gems in the dragon's lair, and the dragons sleep on it like misers.

"Even though it's a pig-headed man and not a dragon, there should always be something in common, and I hope it doesn't disappoint me."

Zhang Yang was a little suspicious of the identity of the pig-headed man, he had tried to call the other party a human before, but the other party's shocked eyes made Zhang Yang affirm something, that is, this pig-headed man is likely to appear the day after tomorrow, not like in the World of Warcraft, he was born an orc.

This is originally a magical world, a qiē may have happened, I grew up listening to the Thousand and One Nights and Grimm's fairy tales, and when I grew up, I was bombarded by Harry Potter and the Lord of the Rings, and I am naturally no stranger to this qiē.

Probably because the stench on the pig-headed man was too pungent, although it was quite a distance from the small town of Wickken, the old dog came to the depths of the woods after walking and stopping, and Zhang Yang kept following closely behind, in order to prevent him from being lost, Zhang Yang also sent a scarab to follow.

About ten minutes later, Zhang Yang's front suddenly opened up, only to find that he had reached the end of the black forest, outside was a desolate and steep mountain, strange rocks, revealing a sense of danger, in this case, it was obviously impossible to ride a horse, Zhang Yang simply turned over and dismounted, led the horse to follow.

This mountain area is some distance from the small town of Viken, and it takes nearly an hour to walk around, but if you pass directly through the dangerous and mysterious mountains, it can be shortened to half an hour, Zhang Yang looked at a hidden hole in front of him, took out the map and compared it, and understood the intention of the pig-headed people to choose this place as a lair.

The entrance to the cave was diagonally facing a mountain pass, and a breeze blew through it, quickly blowing away a trace of the stench, and it was clear that the pig-headed man had chosen this downwind direction with consideration, and the entrance to the cave was blocked with a boulder, and clusters of unknown slender weeds grew around it, which looked very desolate.

The old dog was holding a piece of beef and gnawing slowly, his teeth were a little not very good, and the beef was naturally Zhang Yang's reward for him.

Zhang Yang looked back at the distance, if it weren't for the old dog, even if a group of people wanted to search this cave in the vast mountains, it would be very difficult, because Zhang Yang noticed that there were many places with good scenery on the road, and ordinary dogs were easy to attract attention, and only experienced old dogs could ignore these temptations and accurately find the location of the cave. (To be continued......)