Han Feng occasionally encountered mutilated cattle and sheep corpses along the way down the mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are no villages near Xuelong Mountain, because after the natural disaster thousands of years ago, the climate has changed, and the vegetation on the slopes is not vigorous, so there are no Yedi people grazing sheep and cattle in this vicinity.

There are traces of carved beaks pecking and biting on the mutilated parts of the carcasses of cattle and sheep, and there are traces of carving claws scratching on the fur, and there is no doubt that these remains were taken by snow sculptures from Yedi villages outside Xuelong Mountain.

For snow sculptures, their first contact with people on this side of the mountain may be easier to get their hands on than expected, but the cautiousness of animal nature still makes them choose to eat close to their hometown. However...... After a few temptations, it didn't take long for the snow sculptures to turn their attention to the Yedi people who had no ability to resist.

Han Feng spent four days out of the mountain, and on the second day of the mountain, he saw a scene he didn't want to see: human bones left over by snow sculptures.

The man must have been a woman of the Yedi tribe, and although the bones were scattered in large pieces, and it was impossible to distinguish the original appearance, but there were several strings of wooden beads and ornaments made of gold and silver mixed on the ground, including hairpins, bracelets, and rings.

The one who can carry these things around...... It shows that the woman who was attacked was not an ordinary Yedi tribesman, but a wealthy person, not the wife and concubine of an elder, or a daughter. When ordinary people disappear on the side of the mountain, most people will think that they have accidentally fallen off the cliff or lost their way, at most the whole village will come out to look for three or five days, and if they can't find it, they will give up, but the powerful people are missing...... Of course, it will make great waves. Especially in such a closed Yedi village, such a sudden incident may be noticed by people for a year or two.

What's more, there are many people around the powerful, and most of the scenes of this person's attack will be seen by others. The surprise attack of unidentified birds of prey will inevitably attract the "hunting experts" from a radius of hundreds of miles to gather, and after thinking of this, Han Feng secretly made up his mind.

The relationship between the people of the Yidi people and the generations is not as bad as the relationship between the people of Yi and the generations, but in this land, many things are still cautious. The clothes he was wearing now were half a generation, and in order to avoid attracting attention, he tried his best to pick up the remote path, and rushed to the Yedi village closest to the Snow Dragon Mountain in his memory.

In his impression, that village was much smaller than the village where Elder Pugong was located at the foot of Yangjin Mountain, and the people in the village lived a much simpler life. Like the Yi tribe, the people of the Yedi tribe are also divided into many sub-tribes, Han Feng doesn't know much about this aspect, but when he passed by before, from the clothes and living habits of the people in this village, he can see that they are very different from the Pugong Elder clan.

The people of the village had not seen many people from outside, and they were less hospitable than more afraid. There was an elder-like figure in the village, who could speak a few pronouns that no one could understand, and stepped forward to talk to the group of people passing by at that time.

The two sides shouted and gestured, and in the friendly meeting, they understood that the other side was not hostile. In order to avoid entering the village with the "bad luck" of outsiders, Han Feng and his party did not even stay in the village at that time, so they drove to the bottom of Xuelong Mountain.

The experience at that time was not very harmonious and warm, but after all, this village was known to Han Feng, and it was very likely that there was a place where Wanrou and others went out of the mountain.

However, when he arrived at this nameless village day and night, he was completely stunned by what he saw.

The nameless village was looted and covered in blood. Most of the houses made of wood were destroyed to pieces, and the houses made of earth and stone collapsed completely. The village is not wealthy, only twenty or thirty sheep and a dozen cows, but at this moment the livestock pen is empty, except for a few scattered sheep carcasses, there is nothing left.

Han Feng originally wanted to take a piece of the clothes of a Yedi man and dress up in disguise, but after seeing this devastated scene, he had no choice but to give up. He had never been a man who would give up easily, and he went back and forth in the village three or four times, hoping to find some signs of the living.

It's a pity that the village was destroyed too completely, and coupled with the strong early spring breeze, he couldn't see the whereabouts of the survivors in the village.

Fortunately, just because he can't find a living person doesn't mean that the living won't come to him.

After Han Feng escaped from the belly of Xuelong Mountain and ascended to heaven, he had not rested, and after walking around the village a few times, he saw that many villagers had food left in their homes, and unconsciously, his pace slowed down.

Even if he is an iron man, there will always be times when he can't hold on. The feeling of an empty stomach kept stimulating him, and seeing that the sky was gradually getting dark, Han Feng finally felt weak, and made up his mind to rest in this village for a good night, and set off tomorrow. He found a half-destroyed adobe house and lived in it, and devoured the dried meat he had collected.

There is no doubt that the village was destroyed by snow sculptures, and the destruction was not too long. For ordinary people, the snow sculpture is a monster that they can't deal with, but for Han Feng at this moment, he is not only not afraid, but even expects that such a snow sculpture will provoke him.

After separating from Mingxi, he tried to adjust his mood, but he never got better. At this time, he was murderous, holding half of the cold iron sword, and just wanted to have someone to vent to.

He closed his eyes and gradually fell into a coma. He didn't dream about Xiangcheng tonight, but his mind was full of Mingxi, and occasionally it would be replaced by Wansoft, and just when the two women kept changing, suddenly, he heard several voices.

Those few people spoke the words of the Yedi clan, low and fast, Han Feng couldn't understand their words, he thought about hiding so as not to be seen by a few people, but just as he was about to sit up from the bed, he suddenly felt horrified in his heart.

He can't move!

The body is numb, from the head to the toes. This is a state of slaughter that he has rarely encountered in his life, and for him, it is even more helpless and desperate than being trapped in the belly of a mountain. He took two deep breaths and wanted to struggle to hold up, but Bai Tong opened his mouth: "Han Feng, the inside of what you are eating has been poisoned." ”

"Poisoned?" Han Feng suddenly realized. He was so hungry that he saw that the whole village was empty, and he was negligent for a moment, and he thought that the food was left behind as a trap. Just thinking about it, he relaxed a lot. The jerky was poisoned, and the poison was supposed to be a snow sculpture that would attack again at some point. Since he was just mistaken, then these Yedi people would not easily kill him.

Han Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly thought that he was lucky. There are far fewer poisonous plants in the mountains than in the forests, and they are not very violent. The poison that the villagers gave to the snow sculpture was probably the strongest poison they could find, but it could only paralyze him temporarily. If you really encounter a snow sculpture, I'm afraid it will be useless.

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