The sky was getting brighter and the sun was rising.

No matter how much sorrow and horror there is on this night, the sun will always rise, and the days will still pass.

Weimar they have already packed their things and are ready to leave here.

This time there was a lot of gains, enough for them to live a stable life for a few years.

As for a few years later...... In this era, precariousness is the norm, and if you can live in peace and stability for a few years, what is there not to be satisfied with?

They told Pan Long that Norman was welcome to visit their home. Joseph also drew a map on the cloth with a strip of charcoal and told him what to do on the road.

Although the map is very rudimentary, at least the important signs on the road are indicated, and I believe that it should not be difficult to find the town where they live according to the map.

"Haven't you considered leaving the Kingdom of Ameri?" Pan Long asked, "According to you, it seems that the calamity only broke out here, right?"

"Of course I thought about it, but the surrounding countries have closed their borders. Joseph sighed, "No one wants calamity to break out in their own house!"

Pan Long watched them drift away, turned around and dug a pit for the gems and buried them in the ground, and then went back into the rich area.

He rummaged through the room where the jewelry in question had been found, and found more than one sign of a human tentacle fighting, but at least one of the scourges that should have been there was nowhere to be found.

It is said that the jewelry was deliberately left behind, and it should be that the owner of the house realized that there was something wrong with them. The biggest possibility, of course, is that when the hostess wears it, it becomes a calamity.

That calamity should still exist, but where is it?

He thought for a moment and opened the door to the garden.

The plants in the garden are flourishing, and the disappearance of the owner has no effect on them. On the contrary, twenty years of no pruning allowed them to grow more and more luxuriantly, and countless branches were crowded one after another, almost completely blocking the sun.

Pan Long didn't walk in rashly, but took a closer look first.

There is something wrong with this garden!

It is said that as long as it is a place with dense trees, there should be birds, beasts, snakes and insects. This is the case, for example, outside the city.

But in this garden, the vegetation is so lush that it is amazing, but there is not a trace of birds and beasts, not even a single ant can be found.

"Did something scare them away, or did they just eat them all?" Pan Long muttered to himself, thought for a moment, and turned to leave the room.

He returned to the wilderness outside the city, and without much effort, he caught a wild mouse.

The rat was quite fat, and at a glance he knew that he had eaten the produce of the field all these years.

"You've been eating your crops for years, and it's time to give back. Pan Long said to it with a smile.

Naturally, the rat could not know what he meant, but looking at his smile, anyone could feel the deep malice.

This is like a bamboo rat in a farmer's house, even if you don't understand human language, you don't understand a series of excuses such as "this bamboo rat looks a little melancholy/refuses to eat/eats too much/fights/doesn't have children/colds/heat stroke/has no energy......", at least with the smile on his face, it must be understood.

Pan Long carried it back to the villa and went straight to the back door.

Before reaching the garden, the mouse was already frantically struggling, and made a miserable cry, as if it had been bitten by a cat.

Pan Long can roughly understand its mood, but ...... Those who engage in science should make bold assumptions and carefully seek verification.

So, despite its reluctance, it can only ask it to dedicate itself to scientific research.

Opening the back door, Pan Long waved his hand, and the mouse was thrown into the garden by him, and it landed under a tree.

The rat screamed frantically and ran desperately towards him, and the speed of the run - if the rat also did the Olympics, it might be able to break the world record in the rat world.

But it didn't work, it had only run for less than two meters when a vine suddenly stretched out from the ground beside it and entangled it directly.

The vine was gray and red, the color was like a thin mixture of blood and dust, and once it entangled the mouse, it immediately grew countless spikes and pierced into the mouse's body.

The rat let out a terrible scream, but it stopped abruptly after only a second or two.

The vines became more and more entangled, completely enveloping the rat inside, and it was still tightening, and there was a sound of bones shattering inside.

However, not a single drop of blood came out.

After a few moments, the vine retracted into the ground, and only a few gray hairs remained on the ground, proving that the mouse had ever existed.

"That's amazing!" Pan Long couldn't help but sigh, "Colin is really an experienced person, if we had rushed into the garden yesterday." I'm probably fine, but the three of them must be dead. ”

"It's a pity! Even if he didn't experience it anymore, he wouldn't have thought that wearing a piece of jewelry would turn into a disaster......

After sighing, he casually dismantled a few pieces of furniture, made some pieces of wood and rags, and made torches. He lit a torch with his true qi and threw it into the garden.

The torches fell accurately under the trees, and the dead branches and leaves that had accumulated over the years were quickly ignited by the flames.

In such an environment, the fire spread quickly, and in a short time, the trees next to it were burned.

Then, as if the garden floor was boiling, countless vines grew out and frantically attacked the flames.

In just a few moments, the flames were all extinguished. The vines stayed on the ground, like poisonous snakes, obviously on guard.

Pan Long smiled: "It seems that there is still a bit of intelligence." ”

He lit another torch and threw it over.

Before the torch hit the ground, it was extinguished by a few vines next to it.

"You're very sensitive to fire, and Colin is right, fire can restrain you. Pan Long said to himself, "So...... Where's the salt?"

He ran into the kitchen of the house and found a salt jar, in which there were about two or three catties of salt.

Back at the back door, he grabbed a handful of salt, concentrated on his internal strength, and threw it towards several vines.

The salt grains that were infused with internal force made a sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air, and in a blink of an eye, they hit those vines, and even broke the vines and embedded them in them.

The vines writhed wildly, like a fish struggling after being hooked. But its writhing speed quickly slowed down, and even the vines next to it slowly became sluggish.

Just when Pan Long thought that this handful of salt could perform miraculous feats, several vines in the distance stretched out, grabbed these vines, and pulled them off with a sharp pull.

The severed vines lay motionless on the ground like dead snakes, while the other vines retracted into the ground.

It can be seen that they are really afraid of salt.

Pan Long smiled again: "I didn't expect the effect of salt to be so good...... So, what about the salt water?"

He took a jar of water, added some salt, stirred it well, melted it, and splashed it with a spoon into the garden. He also deliberately poured several spoonfuls of salt water on the same tree.

About the sixth or seventh spoonful, the tree suddenly shook violently, as if it were trembling, and then the floor of the garden completely cracked, and countless tentacles grew out, even more menacing than when the fire had just been lit.

They were greeted by a large basin of salt water that fell on their heads.