"That's it, why didn't I think of it?!" Brother Zhuang, who was running, slapped his thigh and almost fell, but this couldn't hide the light in his eyes, and he finally understood.

Although the others were not as exaggerated as him, the excitement in their eyes flashed, which also proved the fluctuations in their hearts, but Qingcheng's brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was a little disgusted by this behavior of treating people as prey, but she only flashed it.

And as they continued to advance, they were getting farther and farther away from the core area, gradually lowering, and a large piece of empty land had appeared in the distance, and looking at the green forest in the distance, seeing this scenery, the essence in his eyes flashed.

Let's talk about Zitong, at this time, Zitong has left Python Mountain without danger, and appeared at the foot of the outer mountains of Python Mountain, looking back, Zitong frowned slightly, he always felt that there was someone staring at him behind him, but when he looked back, he didn't find anything, and Zitong, who was in a little hurry, didn't seriously pursue it, thinking that he was too worried, or maybe there was a demon beast following him, and he quickly put down his doubts and rushed forward.

The moment he moved, a white light also flashed, and landed steadily on Zitong's shoulder, Zitong did not have the slightest surprise and pause, and immediately agitated his true qi, urged light work, and flew up.

Just after Zitong left for a while, where Zitong was standing, a figure gradually appeared, it was one of the twins, he stood quietly for a while, if you look closely, you will find that the position he is standing on, and Zitong's footprints coincide, but he did not land, but his feet are hanging in the air, and looking along the arm, only to find that there is a looming silver wire on his arm, hooked on the branch.

He held this action for a while, then retreated, and when the soles of his feet just touched the ground, four figures also appeared one after another. The leader is Qinglin, the center is Qingcheng, and Zuihou is Brother Zhuang and another twin brother.

"How's it going? Qinglin asked.

"He must have stayed here for a while, and judging by the solidity of his footprints, he shouldn't have noticed us, but was discerning the direction or something!" replied Shengqiao after organizing his words.

It turns out that although the twin brothers are not much different in breath and appearance, their abilities are different, the eldest is better at judging injuries and analyzing blood stains, while the younger ones are better at identifying information by clues left by animals or humans.

Don't underestimate these two skills, in the law of the jungle, even strength is not the most important, it is often these forest life experiences that give you the greatest help, after all, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, no one can guarantee that there are no other people or monsters stronger than themselves, and they will not attack themselves in this life, therefore, in the hunting team, the ability to be responsible for detecting traces is particularly important.

"Well, let's find a place here to rest and replenish our strength, so as not to cause an accident!" Qinglin did not have the slightest doubt about the words of victory and weakness, and ordered to rest.

Putting this aside, after Zitong left Python Mountain, he began to fly on his own, and even raised a string of dust on the way, but Zitong couldn't care so much, his eyes stared ahead, and the frequency under his feet was getting faster and faster.

It takes half a day to travel when you are young, but at the feet of today's children, it takes less than half an hour to reach it.

The moment he stepped into the confines of the original village, his eyes were full of confusion, yes, the corpses of the past were gone, replaced by weeds everywhere, desolate.

"Is this still home?" Zitong muttered.

"Is this still the village? What about the bones of the villagers, what about the bones of my father and mother, are they all for the beast?" Thinking of this, Zitong's legs couldn't help but kneel, hugging his head and crying.

In the tears in his eyes, Zitong seemed to see his mother waving to him, and his gentle and kind face was full of worry, "Be careful when you go up the mountain!"

"This kid, I haven't eaten breakfast yet!" he said, while hurriedly stuffing a few steamed buns into his baggage.

He also saw the picture of his father making the gun for himself, in the sunset, his father's back was very long, and he was talking about something while repairing the wooden stick, Zitong couldn't hear it, but he clearly saw his father, who had always been serious, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Zitong's heart was even more painful, there was guilt, remorse, but more often it was hatred, Zitong, who was kneeling on the ground, hid his face and cried, almost lying on the ground. This kind of silent sobbing is the most hurtful, that is, Zitong Zitong's powerful body began to spasm after sobbing for a while.

However, the physical pain was far less than the stinging pain in his heart, and the scenes of the past kept flashing in front of his eyes, all like sharp barbs, not only stabbing deeply into the heart, but also pulling out a piece of flesh to stimulate him.

Zitong in this state, his reason is lost little by little, and even his eyes are bloodshot, and his true qi is also running wildly, not caring whether his body will not be able to stand it. If this state of affairs continues, Zitong will definitely go mad and die of a body explosion.

However, Zitong is not only by his side, he also has Qiuqiu.

Just when Zitong knelt on the ground, Qiuqiu had already circled around, and after he came back, he found that his master's breath was becoming more and more unstable, and even becoming more and more unfamiliar with himself, Qiuqiu was also in a hurry.

But it's useless to be in a hurry, you have to find a way to wake up Zitong, so after seeing the ball ball in a circle, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly popped out his claws and slapped Zitong's chest hard.

Shhh

A flesh tearing sound came out, and three clear blood marks immediately appeared on Zitong's chest.

Zitong, who was immersed in pain, saw the old village chief teaching himself and Qiuqiu a lesson at this time, but he suddenly felt a hot stinging pain in his chest, and immediately subconsciously screamed, but he came to his senses.

Before the child who came to his senses could investigate the cause of the stinging, he discovered his current state. The current Zitong is not the martial arts idiot of the past, when he sensed the riot of internal forces, he just thought of something.

Regardless of the hot feeling coming from his body, Zitong forced himself into meditation, tried his best to breathe, and let his internal force return to the dantian, and Qiuqiu on the side, after seeing Zitong open his eyes, he stepped back a distance, looked around, and took on the responsibility of protecting the Dharma.

Time passed minute by minute, and after about a stick of incense had passed, the vigilant Qiuqiu finally heard a pant sound of "whew", and immediately an electric shot came to Zitong's shoulder.

It just so happened that Zitong at this time also slowly opened his eyes, and the true qi of the riot in his body was finally suppressed, and he glanced at Qiuqiu on his shoulder, Zitong sighed: "Qiuqiu, you saved my life again!"

As he spoke, he also looked down at the scratches on his chest, at this time, the three blood marks had begun to scab, but he could still feel the faint stinging pain.

"It's just that it's too ruthless!"

Qiuqiu, who heard this, also seemed to know that he was a little heavier, and embarrassedly stuck his head on Zitong's face.

Seeing the ball ball of this action, where does Zitong still have any meaning to blame, not to mention, his state at that time, if he wasn't so ruthless, I'm afraid he might not have come to his senses.

And after waking up, Zitong gradually understood that what he had to do was not to immerse himself in the past, but to find out the murderer, and more importantly, to find his sister, Zitong, who figured out this, slowly got up, but his eyes swept to a stone tablet in a bush in the distance.

took a closer look, only to find that it was the tombstone erected by the third son of the Li family, because no one took care of it for many years, crawling with plants, so it was not noticed by Zitong at a glance, and the Zitong who saw this tombstone felt slightly less guilty, after all, his parents and villagers did not expose the corpse to the wilderness, which is somewhat of a comfort.

Respectfully kowtowed a few times in front of the tombstone, and Zitong, who got up again, was also full of gratitude to the monument erector in his heart, no matter what his purpose was, at least he was kind to himself. Zitong is a person with great affection and clear grievances, if you are good to him, he will naturally repay you well and evil to him, so accept his revenge.

Zitong, who had adjusted his emotions, took a long breath, and slowly exhaled it, and with the exhalation, Zitong's eyes seemed to be ignited with fighting spirit, burning fighting spirit for revenge and sister!

Just after Zitong finished his work, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, a feeling of being watched quietly came to his heart, and the soles of his feet were also cramped. Of course, Zitong knows this phenomenon very well, this is a person who he can't match.

And being able to come behind him silently, even if he has a big mood swing just now, but he is not noticed, at least it means that his strength is not much different from his own.

said a lot, but all this is just a thought, Zitong, who realized this, at the moment when he flashed these thoughts, also suppressed the vigilance in his heart, since the other party was able to come here and did not immediately attack him, it means that the other party has no murderous intentions.

Thinking like this, Zitong also turned around slowly, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the five people behind him who were also looking at him.

"Five!!It's five!" Zitong, who turned his head, was also surprised in his heart. One or two of them can still fight, but five of them come at once, and there is no hope at all.

"You are here, but what is the matter here?" Zitong asked very politely, in line with the principle of not wanting to provoke, Zitong tried his best to make his tone sound very gentle.

However, Zitong, who asked this sentence, didn't expect that the beard on his face was full of hair, but he put on a gentle look, how lethal he was!