The distant light of the fire was orange and yellow, and the noise of the fire could be faintly heard. He Shang glanced at his masterpiece and turned to leave.

The ferocious fire will destroy all traces, and I am afraid that even half of the bones will not be left intact.

So, it was a really good hunt, excellent.

The strips of cloth on his face were burned, his slightly messy clothes were tidied up, and even the blood stains on the blade of the sword were wiped clean. He Shang took care of all the traces, just like walking in the remote area of Shenghe Town like no one else.

Looking at the sky, He Shang felt that it should be around the time of the child.

Let's hurry back to the Chen Mansion guest room now. lest the Chen family realize that they had left that room.

As long as you can return to that room without noticing, the hunt will draw a perfect ending symbol.

The mortal walking adult, who was tired of traveling and driving, refused the four beauties who warmed the bed, and then slept until dawn. That night, a fire broke out in the Sheng River, and nearly 30 people were killed.

Well, who would have thought that He Shang would have something to do with this fire? He Shang thought about it and couldn't help but smile proudly.

With a long sigh, He Shang was a little tired. Not physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion.

killed thirty people at one time, which made He Shang a little uncomfortable. But so what? This is the way of life of the man-eating beast.

When you are hungry, you have to eat people.

There was a little worry in my heart, and I didn't know when the next intense hunger would come.

Shaking his head, he decided that he didn't want to.

Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. The next time the hunger pang comes, you will continue to kill people and add to your stomach, will it be possible to starve yourself to death?

Dredging out the thoughts in his heart, He Shang's pace quickened a little, and he wanted to rush back to the Chen family's guest room as soon as possible.

This must be a slum in the middle of nowhere, right?

He Shang glanced at the low and dilapidated buildings around him, and couldn't help but think of the slums in Liucheng. The same rags, the same remoteness, the same disgusting.

With superhuman eyesight, He Shang avoided a stall of black-brown excrement on the ground, and his heart was a little nauseous.

This is the case in the slums, where excrement is everywhere.

Pay careful attention to the ground and be sensitive to all unidentified objects on the ground. A sense of familiarity appeared in He Shang's heart, as if he had returned to the slum area of Liucheng.

Shake your head and get rid of the distractions in your head. He Shang felt that he was still seriously avoiding the unknown things under his feet, and quickly slipped back to the Chen family's guest room.

Carefully dodging, turning a few corners, passing by a few alley mouths, He Shang actually saw the firelight.

The night fires in the slums, the glow of oil lamps, this is a rarity. Oil lamps in the slums, strange objects.

Although he was a little curious, He Shang still chose to spare a long distance and did not approach the mouth of the alley.

He doesn't want to make other bad things come out, so it's none of his business.

He Shang shrugged, still cautiously dodging the unknown objects in the forward path.

"Hey, this feels so good. Long live the happy true king!"

"That's right, real grandma's tightness. Long live the true king!"

"Hey, hurry up, okay?"

"What's the hurry? Now that is playing with Zhenjun. ”

............

The five senses that far exceed ordinary people are destined to be able to capture more information than how they can still hear distant sounds.

cool and tight?

It won't be ...... The gang grabbed a and got together at night to the? Or is it the kind that takes turns?!

Seven or eight big men take turns getting a...... He Shang suddenly felt that something terrible had happened to him.

The eyes that had been looking down at the unknown object on the ground lifted and looked into the mouth of the alley where the oil lamp was lit.

Seven or eight men gathered together, unclothed, not knowing what to do. The man on the edge of one of them was holding a brown paper bag and placing it in his nose, his face intoxicated.

Then He Shang affirmed his inner thoughts.

Because he saw something familiar—Cheng Xiansan.

Cheng Xian San, a popular thing in some areas of Zhenchuan, has a sense of fluttering clouds and fog, which can really be described as becoming an immortal!

This is the record He Shang saw from "The Great Journey of Mountains and Rivers in the Eight Directions".

Cheng Xiansan, He Shang knows a lot about this thing, and he can hallucinate when he smokes it, so don't be surprised if the smoker does something ridiculous.

Therefore, this kind of thing is also understandable.

Well, even if seven or eight adult men catch a female dog and take advantage of the night when no one is around, it is ...... Understandable!

Despite this, the nausea in He Shang's heart was still more blooming. This disgusting feeling is simply more disgusting than stepping on a lump of human and animal feces.

I wanted to turn around and leave, out of this place where the air smelled foul.

But suddenly, He Shang's body stiffened. His eyes swept to something, a girl's face.

An expressionless face, a dull face, a face that is more like a dead man than a dead man, like a dead wooden statue carved by a third-rate inferior carver, the kind of dead that has no life.

(Interesting.) Hahaha! Hahaha! It's so interesting. You...... What will be done?)