After that, the road was quite smooth, not to mention demon beasts, even ordinary beasts, none of them came out to make trouble. I don't know if it's because there is a king of beasts quietly following behind him half a mile away.

Xia Ye didn't expect that this girl called Hanzhi would go and return, and quietly follow behind him in a way that he thought was hidden. With his current Divine Consciousness Realm, everything within half a mile could not be hidden.

Escorting herself out of the mountains, is this girl repaying herself in this way?

Xia Ye sat on the old dog safely, and he didn't break it.

When I climbed over a large mountain, I saw fireworks rising from a distance.

That's Tonggu Town.

Han Zhi and the big white tiger also quietly looked back at this time and entered the deep mountain again.

"Cold branches, cold branches. Xia Ye thought silently, and remembered those beautiful big eyes.

Suddenly, the old dog stopped, pricked up his ears in alarm, and stared straight ahead to the right.

Originally, seeing that he was almost at his destination, which was a place where people lived, Xia Ye relaxed his vigilance and no longer used his divine sense to continuously explore the surrounding environment. Seeing the old dog's actions, Xia Ye suddenly became alert.

Seeing that there is still a half-day journey away from the copper drum at most, will there be any abnormalities?

The divine sense probed out, and it was immediately clear. After a moment's hesitation, he motioned for the old dog to go there.

However, after only two hundred steps, there was a bloodstain on the ground, which became more obvious as we got closer, and finally closed at a bush of grass.

Natsuno drew his short knife and brushed the grass away.

Curled up on the ground was a middle-aged man in coarse cloth and gray clothes, covered in blood, and half of his right forearm was gone, hastily tied by a strip of cloth. The fatal wound was in the abdomen, a large hole was broken, apparently by a mountain beast, and the intestines inside were faintly visible, and it was unbearable to see.

The middle-aged man was pale, his lips moved slightly, and he hadn't lost his breath yet.

Xia Ye quickly judged from this outfit and a large bow and a shoddy scimitar beside him that this was a hunter, a mortal hunter.

When Orion was dying, he saw someone coming, and the hope of survival rose again, and when he saw that it was an ordinary boy and a big black dog, he was immediately deflated again, closed his eyes and waited for death.

Xia Ye couldn't bear it after all, and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

The Orion seemed to have given up hope, and said in an almost inaudible voice, "Take me...... Buried, my ...... Possessions are ...... to you. Then, with the last of his strength, he raised his hand and pointed to the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Probably because he didn't want the beasts in the mountains to gnaw and spoil his body again.

This is just a gesture, even if you don't say that the young Xia Ye probably can't bear to be in the wild.

The short knife sharpened the iron like clay, and soon dug a hole under the big tree next to it. The old dog here didn't need Xia Ye to explain, and he easily pulled Orion's corpse into the pit with his mouth.

When Natsuno was about to go to the ground, he found that Orion had a wooden sign hanging from his waist. I picked it up, and saw that the wooden card was stained with blood, and it was vaguely visible that there was a word "hunting" engraved on one side and a word "Zheng" on the other side.

After all, it was thought that this could be a locally issued Orion ID card. Xia Ye thought about it, wiped the brand clean, picked it up and put it in the bag.

Now that he had come to this strange place, what if it was useful. Besides, Orion also said, give him things.

Looking at the mound of soil in front of him, Xia Ye learned from the master to put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, ascend to bliss early." ”

The old monk also did Dharma for people, but Xia Ye didn't learn the simplest fur.

Thinking of the direction Zheng Orion pointed in before he died, Xia Ye thought about it and decided to take a look. So he picked up the big bow and hunting knife on the ground, and went with the old dog to the foot of the mountain in the distance.

There is indeed a grass-roofed wooden house at the foot of the mountain, which should be Zheng Orion's home.

Tell his family, Natsuno thought as he came to the house.

After calling a few times and no one answered, Xia Ye had no choice but to push the door in.

The house is very simple, just like the ordinary mortal house I saw, but there are all kinds of simple daily tithes. In the middle of the hall, there are two spirit tablets.

Xia Ye stepped forward and saw clearly that one of the two spirit cards belonged to Orion's wife, and the other was newly added to his son's, who should have just died.

Human cultivators are certainly extremely powerful and have natural advantages over other cultivation races, but ordinary mortals, in a world where the natural selection of the strong is respected, life and death are too common.

A wooden house, a few vegetable patches, half a jar of rice grain, and a wall full of animal skins, a courtyard carefully selected herbs waiting to be dried, perhaps this is all that Zheng Lihu cherishes, but his Xia Ye's eyes are far away.

Zheng Lihu's home was about ten miles away from Tonggu Town, and Xia Ye also knew that suddenly appearing in a strange place would cause unnecessary trouble. So, after he hid the spirit card of Zheng Orion's child, he took Zheng Orion's big bow, hunting knife, and the wooden card with the word "hunting", and pulled two pieces of good animal skins on his shoulders and walked towards the town.

Tonggu Town, which has more than 2,000 people, is not big, much smaller than the town where Xia Ye and the old monk were located before, Xia Ye's goal today is very clear, to inquire about the situation of the nearby Xianjia Daomen, it is best to find out the conditions and methods for these sects to recruit disciples.

After a little inquiry, I learned that the largest teahouse in Tonggu Town is called "Xianshiju", which is in Dongzhentou. So he was covered in a variety of clothes, took the black dog, and went straight to the "idle house".

You must know that it turns out that everyone in Xuanming, where he and the old monk are located, worship immortals, so all kinds of fairy legends and gossip about the cultivation world must be hot talk among ordinary people after tea. If you have the heart, after listening to a storytelling, you can basically grasp the situation of the local cultivation world.

I believe that this Zhutian Continent is no exception.

Sure enough, I heard the voices of people in the "Leisure House" from a distance, some cheering, and some boosing.