"That man! And the knife!"

That person was the cheap uncle who was killed by Pang Jian, and the body was still in that house. Pang Jian knew that although that place was deserted, there was a possibility that it would be discovered by others. However, it is difficult to relate a wilderness murder to oneself. And the most troublesome thing is the knife!

Wu Qianding, a heroic household.

At that time, Pang Jian only wanted to bury his sister well, and the corpse of Haoxiong's family turned into powder, and the wind blew without leaving a trace. According to this natural mentality, as well as the grief and exhaustion at that time, he subconsciously ignored the knife. It seems that this is already clearly telling others that Haoxiong's family will die there. And with the corpses not far away, it's very likely that things won't be so simple. At that time, his strange disappearance that day will be very suspicious.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sleep anymore.

Pang Jian immediately changed his clothes to go out, and found a few strong flashlights and maps in the tool room. And don't forget to bring all kinds of food from the refrigerator, as well as a few bottles of water, and go out immediately.

He did his homework carefully on the way, and the place he crossed was called the "Fumu District". The mountain range on the map has a radius of more than a dozen kilometers and is lush with vegetation. Thirty years ago it was an employee resort for a large group. However, with the gradual decline of the Japanese economy that began in 2014, coupled with the arrival of the era of martial arts. The development trend of the whole world has undergone a major reshuffle. The multinational conglomerate has not escaped bankruptcy either. And because of the transportation and remoteness of this resort, no other company has taken over. Gradually, it fell into disuse.

Pang Jian took a taxi, and an hour later, when he entered the mountain range again, it was completely dark. He followed his memory briskly towards the place in his memory.

At this time, the sky darkens quickly, and the various lush vegetation in the forest obscures the vision and begins to become hazy.

"Turn on night vision, perspective function. Pang Jian pondered silently.

A flash of silver flashed in his glasses, and the forest in Pang Jian's eyes slowly became clear. The eyepiece automatically isolates the damp mist that fills the grass and trees at night, as well as the scattering of dim skylight. What Pang Jian saw in front of him was as clear as if it had been washed away after the rain. The dimming light slowly brightened, no, it didn't get brighter. Rather, the contrast between what he felt in his eyes became intense. The edges of the object are sharper. Looking up, the silhouettes of some birds bouncing among the branches and foliage are particularly clear.

"Huh?" Pang Jian noticed that in his direction of nine o'clock, there was a sound similar to wheezing.

On all fours, the hind legs appear a little thick. No, it seems to be six legs, and this animal looks like a horse, but it looks small. Hidden behind a large tree three or four meters away from him, through the perspective function of the Qui eyepiece. You can only see the approximate shape, and it is not easy to identify.

"Alien Beasts, Grass and Mud Horses?" Although the matter was urgent, Pang Jian couldn't resist the opportunity to know the magical beasts of this era, and tiptoed over there.

He quietly made an arc to the left, taking a few steps closer, stagger the obscurations of the trees in it.

Behind the thick tree in front of him, a patch of pink limbs appeared in his eyes.

The two of them were naked on the grass, and they were doing the most primitive actions unwillingly. The woman was on all fours, lying on the ground like a puppy, her face like a peach blossom, panting. Pang Jian could clearly see her flushed face. Her white body was already slightly reddened. And the white breasts that kept swaying back and forth like waves.

The man who was trying to rush behind her was short and fat, wiping sweat with one hand and grabbing the beautiful woman's round ass with the other. The tie around his neck and the fat on his whole body shook in waves with the impact.

"Fack!"

Pang Jian secretly scolded in his heart, the Japanese people are so open, and it is very reasonable to fight field battles or something. "I didn't realize that. It seems that it is really out of the realm of otaku. I didn't even realize that it was the posture of the old man's cart. ”

This is the first time Pang Jian has seen a live-action romance action movie, and his lower body is slightly bulging.

At this time, he angrily pulled his legs away, and when he left, he deliberately made his movements bigger, stepping on the dead branches and leaves in front of him.

"Click, click. "All the way away. frightened the couple of men and women behind them into a panicked exclamation. It is estimated that the obese middle-aged man must have been scared of impotence #impotence.

He didn't meet anyone else on the rest of the journey, and Pang Jian also put away his other thoughts. After walking for more than an hour, Pang Jian found the place that was still murderous.

The few trees that were cut into ravines by the sword qi are still standing there, and the traces are fresh. But there is no longer any remaining pink scrap of Haoxiong's family on the ground. The place where his sister's holy yin virgin lay last was not visible. The dead leaves stained red with blood did not know where they were blown by the wind, and they could no longer be found.

Pang Jian searched carefully, and from time to time he used his hands and feet to pick up the places covered by the accumulation of dead leaves. He searched the entire area of the battle, but he never found the black katana. Even the scabbard didn't know where it went.

"It's strange, it's only been ten hours before and after, how can it be picked up by someone so coincidentally? Could it be that the weapon has spirituality and has returned by itself?"

Pang Jian couldn't figure it out, in the middle of what was already a mountain range, no one would usually come here at will. Men and women who like to fight in the field are even less likely to go deep into it.

While thinking, Pang Jian had an intuition in his dark that made him a little scared. He pulled his legs out of the place, and walked towards the place where he had marked.

Several tall larches are in the form of pins, and all three trees have the same mark on their trunks. Surrounded by trees is a half-man-high circular mound.

The central bulge of the mound does not look very flat. If you look closely, the weeds on it are hanging down, as if they have been turned over. But it won't take a day or two for new weeds to quickly cover the place.

Pang Jian's mind was blank at the moment, and the pestle was there, motionless for half a sound.

Burning tears swirled in his eyes, and he struggled to keep them from falling. An inexplicable complex emotion filled his chest, and he felt that the place called his heart suddenly hurt and hurt. Pang Jian tangled the area on his chest and pounded hard. Once, twice, until he coughed uncontrollably loudly.

He coughed so hard that it seemed that he really coughed out his emotions: the anger of his relatives being blasphemed, the accusation of his own incompetence, and the deep remorse of self-blame. That's what makes him feel better.