The cold autumn wind blows through the valley, and the roar of the waterfall seems to be endless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Cheng quietly approached the thatched house.

He had vaguely guessed what was going on, and as he got closer, he heard a little movement in the room.

There was little movement, it seemed to be the muffled sound of stones hitting wood, and it stopped after a few clicks.

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth gradually outlined a cold smile.

He swept through the broken gap in the fence and entered the thatched courtyard.

Although the movements were small and the footsteps were almost inaudible, they still seemed to alarm the creature in the hut.

"Squeak. ”

A fluffy head was revealed at the door, and Jiang Cheng suddenly saw that he seemed to be frightened, bared his teeth and made a threatening sound, and then retracted back into the room.

"Smack!"

The wooden door was pushed shut.

This monkey head is really spiritual, but this IQ is far worse than that of an adult, just like a four or five-year-old child.

How could this close the door prevent Jiang Cheng from entering? It was just to lock himself in and wait for Jiang Cheng to go in and catch turtles in the urn.

Jiang Cheng heard the chaotic movement in the room, snorted coldly and pushed the door directly and walked in.

Then he saw a black shadow flash past him, and he wanted to run out of the door.

Jiang Cheng jumped in his footsteps, and his feet rubbed out against the ground like arrows, and his body entered the bow, and his five fingers were already clawed out.

The monkey head was startled, and suddenly raised his teeth and claws to fight back.

Jiang Cheng flicked his two fingers and pointed at the joint of the monkey's claw, and suddenly the beast withdrew his hand and wanted to flee with a wail, Jiang Cheng kicked out directly.

"Bang"!

The kick was heavy enough, and the monkey was kicked directly into the wall and knocked to the ground, his black eyes full of pain, horror and begging for mercy.

Jiang Cheng doesn't care if you beg for mercy or not, the monkey brain sent to the door will not be eaten in vain.

He rushed forward to grab the monkey and grab it.

Unexpectedly, this foot seemed to have broken something, and Jiang Cheng felt a terrifying sense of crisis welling up in his heart.

At that moment, he did not hesitate at all, and his body leaned back suddenly.

"Whoosh!"

Several arrows with the smell of iron grazed his nose and slammed into the ground beneath him, his tail feathers still trembling.

In the rear, including the left and right, there is still a bad wind blowing.

Jiang Cheng's little leg kicked the ground, and his body flipped sideways to avoid the hidden weapon that shot left and right, and at the same time, the Cold Moon Treasure Knife had already been knocked out with the scabbard.

"Ding-bell"!

Three short arrows were knocked away, and Jiang Cheng landed safely.

But at that moment, the walls around the thatched house suddenly cracked and dense holes opened, and such a dangerous mechanism happened to be set up in this thatched house.

Jiang Cheng's scalp was numb, and short arrows had already shot out, bringing a strong wind to break through the air.

This wave of offensive was even more overwhelming, and the air in the room seemed to drop by more than ten degrees suddenly, which was the breath of death.

Jiang Cheng's heart was beating wildly, and he barely calmed down with the Ice God Technique, and the long knife slammed into each other, and his body was like a swimming fish.

"Whew!"

The left arm hurts, and the skin seems to have been cut, and the itching is spreading to the wound.

"Choke!"

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife was already unsheathed, and Jiang Cheng's whole person rotated around like a spinning top, and the knife slashed and swept all kinds of knife momentum, as if a green dragon surrounded him.

But listen to the sound of the gold and iron clashing after a burst of sparks.

One after another, short arrows were knocked and stuck on the wall, and some of them also landed at Jiang Cheng's feet.

The monkey's screams weakened from the initial high-pitched, all the hidden weapons were blocked, Jiang Cheng was not hit by an arrow, but the monkey head had been shot into a sieve and died on the spot.

"Whoosh!"

With a flash of the knife, Jiang Cheng's facial muscles twitched slightly, and a piece of flesh on his left arm was directly cut off by him.

The flesh fell to the ground, and the blood could be seen to be slightly brownish.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and he glanced at the dense quenched short arrows on the ground, only to feel a chill in his back.

If it weren't for the fact that his mental power was a little stronger than before, and his reaction speed and perception of danger were much faster, he would probably have to be planted here today.

Not to mention anything else, if the short arrow just now had not been avoided and directly pierced the left arm, the toxin on the arrow would have spread, and naturally it would not be comparable to rubbing and cutting the skin, and I am afraid that it would take a strong man to break his wrist to save his life.

He quickly pointed the acupoint and cut off the pulse, contracted the muscles of the wound in his arm, fortunately, he reacted quickly and cut off this piece of meat directly, otherwise the consequences of allowing the toxin to spread would be unimaginable.

In just a moment, the toxin penetrated into the bloodstream, and after a little slow, it flowed directly throughout the body, which is not dangerous.

Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at the monkey head again, but it was a pity that he was already exhausted, and he had been hit by so many poisonous arrows, and the monkey brain didn't want to taste it.

Only then did he notice that there was a corpse lying across the inside of the room, because the door was open and could be seen at a glance.

Jiang Cheng was vigilant in his heart, and slowly walked to the inner room with his knife, his mind was extremely concentrated, especially paying attention to his feet.

The one he stepped on just now was a seemingly ordinary floor tile.

The room was covered with such tiles, but the one he had just stepped on was just right to trigger the trap.

It's not that he's unlucky, it's that there are a lot of places in this room where you can trigger the trap.

For example, these seemingly ordinary floor tiles under your feet, maybe there are some that can trigger other mechanisms, so you have to guard against them.

Jiang Cheng lifted his breath and lightened his body, walking like a big bird about to fly into the sky, his posture was light, and his steps landed silently.

He used the technique of light exercises, so that every step of the ground was very light, and once he noticed that something was wrong, he could react immediately.

Since the monkey appeared in this house, and there were nuts and stones in the dustpan on the side, it is obvious that the monkey had stayed in this house for a while, and usually liked to come here to play and hide some food here.

The monkey must have been hammering nuts with a stone, causing a slight noise and he spotted it.

However, the monkey has not been able to trigger the traps, which cannot be due to its luck, but rather the preconditions required for these traps to trigger.

It's as if the broken floor tile just now shattered because it couldn't bear the weight of his foot, and then caused the hidden weapon in the house to explode.

The monkey weighs far less than him, so his movement in the house is not affected at all, and he is unable to smash the floor tiles to trigger the mechanism.

This mechanism is designed specifically for people and does not take into account small animals.

The people who designed this kind of mechanism either harbored evil intentions or guarded against something.

Jiang Cheng was already feeling a little curious.

Originally, I thought it was just a dilapidated thatched house, but now it seems that there is a secret in this thatched house.

He stepped lightly into the back room, and saw the corpse lying on the ground, its clothes ragged and tattered, its flesh and skin shrivelled like a mummy.

Although the air in the room was muddy, it only had a faint rancid smell, which was not particularly unpleasant.

Considering that this is a very humid mountain, and it is close to a waterfall, and the water is sufficient to moisturize and maintain the corpse, then this corpse should have been dead for about ten or twenty years, otherwise it would have been a long time and would have become a white bone.