Night, silently.

A veil-like mist flooded the village, and something seemed to be added to the darkness, quietly peeking and waiting for an opportunity to move.

A dark underground space, flickering candlelight, and distorted shadows on the walls.

Buzz –

There was a humming sound, and on the masonry ground, dense red runes lit up, coherent in all directions, and gradually formed a humanoid formation of meditating cross-legged and holding Xuandan in his hand.

In Xuandan's position, the slightly old figure of the village chief of Qinghe is curled up like a fetus, his face, half human, half fox, and constantly changing, extremely weird.

"Don't you have to deal with those 'rats' in the village?"

A man-like voice came out of his mouth, indifferent and ruthless, and unpopular.

"Hee-hee - the ones I chose don't dare to move, and the rest, whether they live or die, does it matter?"

Another childish voice rang out, with a subtle banter.

"So, let's get started, I don't have time......"

The village chief didn't care, his eyes slowly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Know, know, as you wish. ”

The voice fell, and the blood-red light flooded the entire underground space, and then turned into a cold aura that penetrated the earth and dispersed into the village.

Brush!

on the bed.

Jiang Wuye opened his eyes, like electricity, like a wild bear that had finished hibernation woke up, exuding a domineering and wild atmosphere.

Through the window, I looked at the fog outside the house, and the deep and devouring darkness.

Jiang Wuye, whose spirit had recovered to its peak, was slightly restless, got up and got out of bed, and came to Jiang Dazhuang's messy room.

Whew-

The wooden box in the corner of the wall was dragged out.

opened, it was full of some things left by Jiang Dazhuang's young scholars who walked the rivers and lakes, and Jiang Wuye picked out a thick-backed mountain knife of about one meter and three from it.

Knife, swarthy, unsharpened.

It was estimated that there were two hundred catties, and after a few dances, Jiang Wuye closed the box and went out with a knife.

It's not a problem if you don't open the blade, and you don't know how to slash.

With his current physical fitness and nervous reaction speed, as long as he remembers the three words of fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Supplemented by a terrifying power, even if he is a master who has been practicing knives professionally for decades, if he is killed, he will be crippled if he does not die!

In the village, there is dead silence at the moment.

On the muddy dirt road, Jiang Wuye walked with a knife, the whole person seemed to melt into the darkness, his mind was concentrated, and his vigilance did not relax in the slightest, only the sound of 'stepping' footsteps kept ringing in the dark.

Thanks to the eyesight of the animals that have been racing overnight, even if it is affected by darkness and fog, Jiang Wuye quickly touched the door of the woman who borrowed the book today.

Surprisingly, there was still a faint candle flame inside the door, and it seemed that he had not yet fallen asleep.

Jiang Wuye frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and his hand was about to knock on the door, but it stopped in mid-air.

"Woo...... ...... without conscience Orphans and widows...... How can you be so ruthless......"

"Grandma, aren't I coming back...... Oops, wrong, wrong, you be quiet, don't wake up Xiaoyun. ”

Inside the room, a slightly choked conversation sounded.

One is the woman of the day.

Another ......

Li Changfeng, isn't he dead?!

Jiang Wuye's eyes narrowed, he withdrew his hand that wanted to knock on the door, and his body retreated into the darkness.

Today, he broke into the dense fog world outside the village, and was besieged by the Fangfang family, a large number of orcs, and the four dislikes.

Among them, there is Li Changfeng.

Jiang Wuye clearly remembered that he had become a four-like person who was not a ghost or a ghost!

But since he is already dead, who is the person in the house now?

The answer, it seems, doesn't need to be thought about to come out.

Call......

With a long breath, Jiang Wuye did not act rashly, leaned against the door, and always paid attention to the movement in the house.

Through today's events, he also roughly understood who the owner of this sheepfold in Qinghe Village was-

The mountain god and Qinghe Village are deeply involved, the existence of the suspected fox fairy!

The two seem to have cooperated for some ulterior purpose.

The mountain god sealed off the village and forbade anyone to leave, as confirmed by the situation encountered today.

The fox fairy harvests the "sheep" in the sheepfold, not the way to cut them up and empty them at once, but rather to be randomly selected, or ...... There is some kind of unknown law in it.

As for the mysterious village chief, what role he played in this, Jiang Wuye still didn't have much clue.

If you go to the ancestral hall today and see those who were killed last night, you may know a thing or two......

"Forget it, the more you analyze, the more uncomfortable you become. ”

Jiang Wuye shook his head, stopping the thought that he was thinking more and more.

Many times, it is more fortunate not to know something than to know.

At least......

Until then, the courage to fight will not be lost.

Half an hour of crying heartfelt after.

Inside the house, the candlelight was extinguished, and it was completely quiet, as if it had fallen asleep.

Jiang Wuye, who was leaning on the earthen wall with a knife and pretending to sleep, opened his dark eyes, charged his strength, jumped into the courtyard, and landed silently.

Despite this, Jiang Wuye subconsciously glanced at the earth dog not far away.

He was relieved to find that he was unresponsive, and had completely lost his alertness as if it were daytime.

The footsteps moved slightly, and the ground fell gently.

With the current dual attainments of the Mighty Bear Skill and the Iron Cloth Shirt, Jiang Wuye is full of confidence and will not make any sound.

However.

Syllable......

As soon as the shoes hit the ground, the sound of crisp footsteps sounded in the courtyard.

At the same time, Jiang Wuye's hairs stood on end, his scalp was numb, and he felt that something behind him was slowly lying down, and he was leaning his head towards the back of his neck.

Brush!

He turned his head sharply.

Behind him, there was a deep darkness and nothingness.

Exercise!

With an angry scolding in his heart, Jiang Wuye knew that there were definitely other weird things in this courtyard at the moment, maybe they were hiding somewhere, staring at him gloomily.

There was something in the house that didn't know the details, and there was another one in the yard that was hiding its head and tail, and for a while, Jiang Wuye was a little difficult to ride a tiger.

Looking around, there was no abnormality.

Glancing at the room where there was no movement, Jiang Wuye retracted his steps with a gloomy face, took a vertical leap, and turned over the wall.

Smack-

In the darkness behind him, the sound of his feet landing on the ground sounded again, and it seemed to repeat Jiang Wuye's movements, but the latter did not mean to restrain the movement at all.

This time, Jiang Wuye didn't look at it, but lowered his head, held the mountain knife in his hand, and left in silence.

Da Da Da ......

On the dirt road in the village, Jiang Wuye ran with his head bored, and in the darkness behind him, the creepy and rapid footsteps did not stop, like maggots on tarsal bones, followed closely.

At this moment, if Jiang Wuye turns back, he can find that there is a shadow on the earthen wall.

Yes, shadows.

There are no stars and no moons, and in the middle of the night when you can't see your fingers, a shadow appears on the wall strangely!

The shadow, bent over, tiptoeing, stiff and thin, his hands clenched into claws, his nails like knives kept intertwining, like an experienced old hunter, patiently following Jiang Wuye.

Occasionally, he tentatively stretched his claws out of the wall, but quickly retracted them, repeatedly, as if he was afraid of it, waiting for the opportunity to kill him.

Smack-

The last footsteps sounded, Jiang Wuye stopped his steps, and his majestic and burly figure stood still in the darkness.

On both sides, there is the area of the abandoned old house that passes by during the day, and the front and back, the laneway is narrow, and only three people are allowed to pass at the same time.

Puff puff puff –

The sound of the beating of the drum grew louder and louder, and gradually became distinct and audible in the silent alleyway.

In the body, the qi and blood like a river began to boil, manic, heated up, and surging.

Visible to the naked eye, in the darkness, the crimson humanoid silhouette became more and more obvious.

Brush!

As if losing the last bit of patience, the dormant 'old hunter' made a move, jumped out of the wall, turned into a woman with a terrible face, and tore through the air with sharp claws, bringing a whining and screaming, and went straight to Jiang Wuye's heart!

Qiang –

Gold and iron resonate, sparks shine in the darkness.

Jiang Wuye glanced at the treacherous claws on his chest, the skin was not broken, he slowly raised his head, his body temperature rose and his face became like burning red steel, and he smiled fiercely: "I smelled that familiar smell just now." Slut, you really can't forget Lao Tzu!!"

Brush!

The big hand like a soldering iron grabbed the waist of the female trick, and before the latter could react, he was fiercely hugged into Jiang Wuye's arms.

The next moment-

Rumble!

The violent qi and blood suddenly run to the limit, like a stormy wave, like a flash flood.

The body, which was already like a furnace, rose again, as if it was filled with volcanic magma, and the red light that bloomed in an instant even briefly illuminated the space within a radius of four or five meters.

"Ahh

Black smoke rose and a terrible scream resounded through the night sky.

Jiang Wuye's chin slammed on the female trick's head, ignoring the latter's flaming hair, struggling delicate body, with affection in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Be good, relax, it's just a hug, and there is a high." ”