Outside the courtyard gate, the half-hundred woman had horror on her face, and kept muttering "ghost...... Demons" these three words.

She leaned against the wall on one side, her black hair covering her face, and a pair of arms as smooth as white jade wrapped around her body, her legs curled up, and her rickety body trembled.

Long black and bright hair, white arms like lotus roots, old cheeks crisscrossing valleys, slightly propped back, trembling legs......

Such a nondescript appearance suddenly made Mu Hu stunned in place.

Next to the courtyard gate, Mu Qi raised his eyes and looked around, lowered his voice, and said.

"Big brother, this matter must not be leaked out for half a minute, we will send Wang Po to the inner courtyard first. ”

He and Mu Yu stood on either side of the half-hundred woman, each stretching out an arm and pressing the latter's shoulder tightly, not daring to have the slightest carelessness in their hearts.

The changes that have taken place in Wang Po are too unbelievable, and the two of them know the seriousness of this matter, and neither of them dares to let go of the former.

In recent years, there have also been news of some ghosts, monsters, and cholera, among other big cities in the territory of the Shenlong Empire.

Once outsiders know about the changes in Wang Po, the civilians in the ethereal town will definitely pull Wang Po to be burned at the stake as soon as possible.

"Quick...... Get her in. ”

After a short period of stunned, Mu Hu also realized the seriousness of the matter, and waved his hand to signal the two of them to hurry up and pull Wang Po into the inner courtyard.

The blazing sun moved westward, the twilight gradually dimmed, the earth was bathed in the afterglow, and the people of the ethereal town gathered in twos and threes at the south end of the town, waiting for the return of the hunters.

"Mother, why hasn't Dad come back this time?"

A chubby little boy dressed in a tiger skin linen robe raised his head, looked at his mother, and asked in a low voice.

Beside him, a middle-aged woman wearing a wooden hairpin and dressed in simple clothes looked into the distance, her big bright eyes revealing intense worry.

In the ethereal town, like in the village of Momiji, the young and middle-aged people of every family in the town will gather together to hunt in the mountains, and rely on the food they hunt to maintain their livelihood.

The old and weak women and children in the town are responsible for lighting fires to make food, weaving coarse cloth and linen clothes.

The young adults in the town don't go out hunting every day, and they go into the mountains four or five times a month.

The mountain range in the red leaf forest is too dangerous, and even if they go, everyone only dares to hunt some ordinary animals on the outskirts of the mountain range.

"Bai'er, why hasn't his father come back yet!"

The middle-aged woman's eyes were full of worry.

The people of the ethereal town usually come back before sunset when they go out hunting, but this time they are not seen.

Gradually, more and more villagers of the town gathered here.

"Grandma Wang, why are you here too?"

"Huh...... You fat boy has been playing around for a day, and Grandma has come over to teach you a lesson for your father. ”

"Grandma, I'...... I didn't mean to break the doorrail of your house......".

......

An old woman with gray hair came here on wooden crutches and was supported by another middle-aged woman.

She looked at the red leaf forest hundreds of meters away, and her old eyes were also full of worry.

The little chubby dun on the side wanted to come forward to talk, but he was frightened by the crutches in the old woman's hand and hid behind his mother.

The people in the ethereal town are simple and thick people, never caring about small gains and losses, and the families in the town are very harmonious with each other.

Although it is far from the bustling world outside, it has a different style.

Among the people who went out hunting in the early morning, there was also the son of the old woman, who cooked at home but could not wait for the return of her family, so she came to the south of the village with the support of her daughter-in-law.

"I hope Chun'er and they can be safe!"

The old woman expressed the wishes of everyone present.

All eyes were on the sheep farm trail that led to the red-leaf forest ten miles away, which was the only way for the town's hunters to return.

A red sunset shines over the autumn leaf forest, and the white clouds are towering, and the red leaf forest below is like a flame in the afterglow of the setting sun.

From a distance, it looks like a sea of fire descending from heaven in the world, and the red leaves are flying, like a flame rising into the sky, which looks very penetrating.

There was once a legend in the ethereal town that deep in the red leaf forest lies an even wider mountain range, where even more terrifying birds and beasts live.

No one knows whether this legend is true or not, but every townsman who goes out hunting does not dare to go deep into the red leaf forest.

"The pond fish thinks about the abyss, and the smoke calls the son".

These civilians living at the bottom of the Shenlong Empire don't have much ambition, they only know how to eat three meals and have a happy family.

Stomp ......

Just when everyone was worried, a puff of dust rose over the road hundreds of meters away, and some deaf and discerning villagers of the town also heard a series of footsteps.

"I'm back! I can hear their footsteps!"

"Grandma Wang, Brother Wang Chun, they are back. ”

"Huh...... It's good to be back. ”

......

The gray-haired old woman has an amiable smile on her face, and her family is safe and harmonious, which is her greatest wish.

His son, Mu Chun, is the mayor of the ethereal town, responsible for mediating the town's affairs.

There are very few conflicts in the town, Mu Chun is tall and burly, and he is proficient in some methods of refining his muscles and bones, so he was elected by everyone to become the mayor of the town.

Half an hour later......

The figures of more than a dozen burly men appeared on the path hundreds of meters away.

"Mother, look, my father actually carries a two-meter-long tiger on his shoulder!"

The little chubby dun waved his finger into the distance, and his fleshy little face was engraved with shock.

"This ...... How is this possible! You see, the mayor of the town actually carried a red-haired lion on his shoulder, which was nearly three meters long. ”

"How could that boar be so big, it still has two sharp fangs under its jaw!"

"What kind of animal is that? Its hair is shining!"

......

Under the reflection of the sunset, the prey carried by every burly man fell into the eyes of everyone.

A two-meter-long tiger, a male lion with a fiery red body, and a large wild boar with fangs under its jaw...... The claws of these ferocious animals are capable of tearing apart mountain rocks.

The crowd gathered at the south end of the village opened their mouths wide and looked shocked, they had never seen such a large and ferocious prey.

"Are those old guys finally going to be tempted to make a move?"

In the crowd, a half-centenarian in a blue-gray cloth shirt thought to himself.

"Grandpa Feng, look, that tiger is so big, the fur on its body must be very comfortable. ”

Little Fat Dun spotted the figure of the half-hundred-year-old man, he walked quickly to the latter with his calves, waved his finger forward, and his face was full of smiles.

"Hey...... Little fat man, you must tell your 'glorious deeds' to your father later. ”

The half-hundred old man is the "old man Feng" loved by everyone in the town.

Every time the people in the ethereal town returned from hunting, he would carry a medicine box and rush here to treat the injured as soon as possible.

The moment the sun set on the mountain, more than a dozen burly men who went out to hunt also walked into everyone's sight, one by one tired and out of breath, each carrying the prey they had hunted, and walked slowly towards everyone.

Bang bang bang......

After more than a dozen burly men saw their wives and children, they unloaded their prey from their shoulders and walked over to everyone laughing.

"Hahaha...... I'm going to ride that big tiger!"

"That red-haired lion is mine!"

......

As soon as a dozen huge prey hit the ground, the children gathered here rushed over excitedly.

"Chun'er, come over here and let Mr. Feng show you the wound. The gray-haired old woman said loudly to a middle-aged man led by her.

"Mother, none of us were injured this time. The middle-aged man led by the middle-aged man walked quickly to the old woman and said with a smile.

When Mr. Feng heard this, he was shocked, and what the middle-aged man said confirmed what he thought in his heart, he stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Wang Chun, what happened in the Red Leaf Forest, these low-level spirits...... Where did you catch the beasts? ”

He was so anxious that he almost revealed the true identity of these fierce beasts in front of him - low-level spirit beasts!

The middle-aged man grinned and said.

"These fierce beasts were all picked up by us from the mountains on the outskirts of the Red Leaf Forest, and there were so many dead and injured animals there, we selected a dozen or so large beasts from them, and hurried back. But the beasts were so heavy that we walked for a day before we could barely make it back before sunset. ”

The more Mr. Feng listened, the more frightened he became, he glanced back at the corpses of more than a dozen fierce beasts lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Wang Chun, you quickly hide the corpses of these dozen fierce beasts, and don't go to the mountains to pick up the corpses of fierce beasts in the next few days. ”

"What, Mr. Feng, why can't we ......?"

The middle-aged man's voice stopped abruptly.

When he spoke again, Mr. Feng had already dropped the medicine box and rushed quickly in a certain direction in the town.

"Mr. Feng is really old and strong, and his running speed is actually faster than that kid Wang Li. ”

Wang Chun sighed.

Then, with a smile from his face, he shouted at the children who were playing on the carcass of the beast.

"All down!"

"Mayor Mare, what's going on?"

Another middle-aged man stepped forward and asked.

"Don't ask so much! Hurry up and bring the corpses of these fierce beasts, Mr. Feng said that no one is allowed to go to the red leaf forest to pick up the corpses of fierce beasts in the past few days. ”

Wang Chun said in a deep voice.

"Good!"

After the rest of the burly men learned that it was Mr. Feng's order, their faces showed solemnity, and they each carried the corpse of the fierce beast on the ground and walked quickly to their respective courtyards.

Compared with the worries in everyone's hearts, Mr. Feng was even more shocked in his heart.

Bang bang bang......

"Muhu, hurry up and open the door, the old man has something important to discuss!"

In front of the courtyard where the wooden tiger was, Mr. Feng was holding the broken Ugin token with one hand and knocking on the wooden door with the other, looking very eager.