In a secluded alley.

Lin Qian touched the back of his aching neck, his face turned pale, and his heart palpitated.

Ghost again?

The speed is even more terrifying than yesterday!

He shuddered, quickly left here, and rushed towards the Great Compassion Temple.

On one rooftop, Zhang Yuan fell into deep thought.

Things have been asked.

The case of missing people in Linjia Village was actually suppressed by Prince Xuan.

Chunshen City is the territory of Prince Xuan, and any folds sent to the imperial court must be approved by King Xuan's Mansion before they can be sent to the national capital.

It was Prince Xuan who directly detained the missing person case in Linjia Village!

Why did he do it?

Could it be that Prince Xuan also has any ulterior secrets?

Or does he have another identity?

Things are getting more and more confusing.

Zhang Yuan felt the need to explore this Linjia Village.

It's definitely weird that so many people have disappeared inside.

And I'm afraid this Xuan Wang Ye is by no means simple.

Call!

He thought of it, did it, performed light skills, and rushed in the direction of Linjia Village.

Linjia Village is located in a mountain range more than 50 miles east of Chunshen City, with little contact with the outside world, except for a large river that flows through the village.

Zhang Yuan had already asked for directions from Bao Inquiry.

He ran wildly, as fast as he could, and in about half an hour, he approached the village.

Although Ma Zhendang and the others were riding horses, they were obviously much behind his speed, and when he was halfway, he caught up with Ma Zhendang and others.

Of course, he didn't show up directly, but shuttled through the dense forest path on one side, so Ma Zhendao and the others didn't know that he was also here.

The destination had been reached, and Zhang Yuan stopped.

Suddenly, he frowned and sniffed slightly.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, mixed with a hint of rancidity, which seemed to be the smell of some meat wafting out after it had gone bad.

His eyes twinkled, and he walked in the direction from which his breath had come and into a dense forest outside the village.

The breath grew thicker and thicker, and soon after, patches of condensed blood were found on the ground.

Sweeping forward, a bloody corpse was lying there, motionless, with a face facing Zhang Yuan, his face was pale, his eyes widened, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.

He only has the upper body, and the lower half of his body has long been missing, and his chest cavity has been torn open, as if he has been bitten by a wild beast, and the inside is empty, and all the internal organs are gone.

Zhang Yuan frowned and stepped closer

It seems that this is the Xuan Wangye?

The body was found by the villagers of the next village this morning, and no one dared to move, waiting for the yamen to collect the body.

Squatting down and observing for a while, Zhang Yuan suddenly showed a different color.

Prince Xuan's two palms are extremely weird, and the palms are covered with calluses, which obviously don't look like a prince's hands.

Did he practice kung fu?

Or is it palm?

Zhang Yuan searched for his body, touched it for a long time, and found nothing.

He stood up and suddenly looked behind Prince Xuan.

A trail of being dragged stretched from a distance, drenched in blood, as if someone had pulled Prince Xuan's body here from a distance, and it seemed like he had crawled over by himself.

Zhang Yuan followed the trail and walked forward.

Suddenly, the sound of the roaring river came.

Behind this forest, a huge river runs through the waves, incomparably wide, and the surface of the river splashes with patches of waves, and there is an indescribable coldness.

On the other side of the river is a low-rise village.

The dark gray buildings, next to each other, were oppressive and deep, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the weather over Linjia Village was different from other places.

The clouds there were extremely thick, and it looked gloomy in broad daylight, like a thick cover, enveloping Linjia Village, and it seemed that even the sun could not shine.

Traces of the ground disappeared on the banks of this river.

It seems that someone dragged the body of Prince Xuan out of the river.

It was as if Prince Xuan himself climbed out of the river and climbed until he reached the dense forest, before he died tragically.

Zhang Yuan frowned, and suddenly looked upstream.

There, a rudimentary wooden bridge crosses the banks and leads to the village.

He strode over.

After a while, I came to the other side of the bridge and entered the village, which is not large, and I can see that there are only about a few hundred families.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan frowned, and his face changed.

The temperature here is very different from other places!

It's at least seven or eight degrees lower than outside the village!

It's early autumn outside, and here it's almost late autumn.

The difference is incredible!

What's even more strange is that the whole village is so quiet that there is not even a trace of insects, not a single bird cry, not even the sound of the breeze stirring the fallen leaves.

Absolute silence!

It's like a world that has been cut off from hearing.

"It's really weird!"

Zhang Yuan's eyes were cautious, and he walked towards the village, his internal qi was running, pouring into his eyes and ears, and he maintained twelve points of vigilance, his gaze swept in front of the doors of the houses.

Strangely, there was no sign of destruction in the whole village, and some of the houses had their doors wide open, as if the owners had just left.

His heart moved, and he walked through an open door.

This is a slightly wealthy family, the yard is spacious, the facilities in the room, simple and orderly, without any mess.

The coffee table on the living room table was full of tea, and I didn't have time to drink it yet.

Next to it, there is a sewing basket, which is cut half-cut paper, as if it has just been cut halfway, and then it has been called out.

What's even weirder is that there is no dust on the table and chairs!

According to the Bao inquiry, all the people in the entire Linjia Village had disappeared half a month ago, and no one had cleaned it for half a month, how could there be no dust?

Zhang Yuan's eyes were cautious, and he suddenly walked towards the bedroom.

The bedroom is spacious and bright, and there are a few clothes that seem to have just been changed, casually set up on a chair.

Otherwise, there is a cabinet, which is firmly locked.

Zhang Yuan smashed the lock of the cabinet and opened the cabinet, only to see that it contained some gold and silver.

The people in this family seemed to have left on their own initiative, and when they left, they were extremely calm, and they didn't even pack up the gold and silver.

It's all just weird.

Zhang Yuan frowned and slowly closed the cabinet.

"Who?

Suddenly, his face changed, and he turned around abruptly and looked out the window.

Empty patch, nothing unusual.

He didn't think about it, and immediately chased after him, as fast as possible.

Call!

In an instant, when I came to the courtyard, the internal qi was running, and the spiritual sense of my eyes and ears was exerted to the extreme.

His face was startled.

Just now it was no illusion!

He's being watched!

He had never had such a strong sense of being peeped at, and it seemed to be a pair of extremely resentful eyes, which made his cold hair stand up uncontrollably.