Leng Xiao stood on the extremely high eaves, the carving of the small beast on the eaves corner was very clumsy, and he couldn't see the head and tail of the body, only a chaotic appearance, a vague shape.

From a distance, the dragging man stopped in an open field where acres of fields were displayed and wooden poles were planted, and they looked lifeless.

The dragging man pinched a spoon and scooped out a spoonful of paste from the bucket, and then slowly splashed it along the ridge. The paste lingered on the edge of the spoon, and he had to shake it vigorously a few times before it could be shaken off.

"The ground is poured with human flesh sauce. Leng Xiao glanced at it and looked away.

Every room here has a different shape, strange shape, and it looks a little weird. He couldn't tell which cell was the cell, so he jumped from the eaves and looked in one direction, not even knowing if the safari had changed direction after he had lost his purpose.

He thought that in order to hold so many people, there had to be a place that was big enough. At least many of the small houses that look like houses can be ruled out directly.

Leng Xiao broke into a very large mansion nearby, it seems to be a big family, but it is also a private house, the official house should always have some rigorous style, and this mansion is full of luxury.

A man dressed in gold and silver, hugging left and right, and dozens of women standing behind him, just waiting for him to take it when he needed it. In front of him was an intricately carved table—a fine ornament in comparison to the carved owl at the cornice.

There were delicious melons and fruits on the table, but Leng Xiao never thought that such a gloomy place could grow such beautiful melons and fruits.

The man in gold and silver did not eat a single bite, his hand rested on the woman, and he did not wander, but was silent on the ornate chair like a nerd.

Two women sit on the man's lap, one left and one right, one arm around the man's neck and one finger on the man's chest. The woman beside the man and behind him stood there quietly, waiting for luck, as if waiting for the next second that would not come.

Everyone has the same face, the same body shape, and the same height, as if one false stand-in after another has been carved out of a mold. If it weren't for the clothes on the body, it would be impossible to tell the difference.

The man in gold and silver turned his neck stiffly, stopped on Leng Xiao's face, raised his fingers and straightened his somewhat crooked eyes, flashing like the eyes of a cat in the dark night.

"I'm so disturbed, I'm going to say goodbye. Leng Xiao clenched his fists and left, jumped over, and jumped over the high wall.

The man in gold and silver looked at it coldly, and with a "click", his neck turned back to its original position, and he couldn't see the clouds, the sun and the moon, only an old wall covered with moss, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Leng Xiao broke into a not-so-gorgeous compound again, which was very rude. Perhaps, knocking on the door for a lifetime will not get a response.

This is a tavern, and there is indeed a sign outside, which has been covered with a thick layer of dust, and it seems that the difference between the thickness of the plaque and the wall has been filled in by dust, and I don't know how many springs and autumns have gone through together.

Perhaps there are no moths in such wood.

There were three or two drinkers in the lobby, and they all fell asleep on the table, as if they were dead. In the corner, Xiao Er occupied an empty table, wiping the wine glass in his hand round and round.

On the left hand side of the door, in the shadow behind the door, the shopkeeper dialed the abacus for a while, if it weren't for this abrupt sound, Leng Xiao wouldn't have noticed it for a while.

As soon as he approached, Xiao Er and the shopkeeper raised their heads in unison, and the long bow made their necks stiff and make a breaking sound, which made people very worried about their necks.

Xiao Er stood up and walked towards Leng Xiao, his movements were neither fast nor slow, no different from an ordinary person.

Leng Xiao pinched a spirit stone between his fingers and said, "Dare to ask, with this spirit stone, maybe exchange it for a pot of wine to drink?"

Xiao Er stood five steps in front of Leng Xiao, stretched out his hand straight, and his fingers almost poked Leng Xiao's chest. Leng Xiao put the spirit stone in Xiao Er's heart, Xiao Er tightened his hand, turned around and walked into the side curtain, leaving a dry sentence of "Wait a minute".

The slight swing of the curtain had not completely stopped, and Xiao Er opened the curtain again, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and a small cup on the spout.

Leng Xiao took the flask, found an empty table, poured a glass, but didn't drink it. The tavern was very dim, I don't know what the shopkeeper thought, when Xiao Er took the wine, he put down the windows, and it was completely dark inside.

Leng Xiao took out two more spirit stones and placed them on the table. Even without a glimmer of light, it was emitting a hazy light.

Xiao Er was already standing at the table.

Leng Xiao opened his mouth and asked, "Where is the place where the prisoners are held here?"

Xiao Er's eyes always fell directly on the spirit stone, but he didn't have any look, as if he was in a daze. Hearing Leng Xiao's question, he stretched his arms straight almost at the same time and pointed in one direction.

Leng Xiao glanced at his arm, which was a little different from the direction in which the safari team had left.

He stood up and picked up the flask: "Can I take this pot of wine with me?"

Xiao Er's face was expressionless, and he silently took the two spirit stones on the table, sat back in the corner, and continued to wipe the wine glass. The shopkeeper was still in the shadow behind the door, and there was an abacus bead for a while. The drinker was still asleep on the table, as if dead.

He poured a glass of wine in the gloomy tavern, and it had no aroma or other taste, and it didn't resemble the swaying of clear water. It's like a wine glass that's always empty.

Now he was out of the tavern, and in the light of the day, he poured the flask, and from the spout flowed a puddle of disgusting, sticky stuff. I don't know why, at this time, I suddenly felt an erosive stench rushing into my nose, and I was cold.

The flask was ruthlessly smashed in the corner, and the "wine" contained in it still maintained the shape of the flask, and it took two breaths before it softened and spread.

Leng Xiao had already appeared in the distance a few times, rushing in the direction of Xiao Erzhi. Every time I walked through a house, I broke in to take a look, and a man who was walking in the water picked up his knife and slashed at Leng Xiao.

The black-edged and white-bottomed clothes were neatly stacked on the bedside table, and they turned out to be soldiers in the safari team.

Leng Xiao slashed off his head with a sword, splashing a thick sheet of juice. The woman was naked, her chest did not rise and fall, her body did not ripple, and she was as straight as a hemp stalk. Perhaps it was because of her long hair that she reluctantly concluded that she was a woman.

She calmly showed Leng Xiao her beauty and put on a sultry posture. Leng Xiao has disappeared, and he really doesn't want to look at it again.

The woman looked at the place where Leng Xiao was standing just now, and now it was just empty. Naked, she walked over to the man's corpse and sat down, picked up the head, and took a bite with an expressionless face, making a "gurgling" sound as she chewed.

Leng Xiao finally believed that Xiao Er hadn't lied to him, and a faceless man wearing black-edged and white-bottomed clothes came out of a tattered wooden door.

The Facelings leaned down and carefully placed three locks on the wooden door. After he left, Leng Xiao jumped from the eaves, the momentum was very strong, and the fall was very fast, but when he landed, it was as light as two taels of cotton, without a sound.

He put his hand on the wooden door, which made a "creaking" sound and fell directly down to him, sending a cloud of dust into it.

Leng Xiao walked into the house and put the wooden door in its original position. The house was less like a house and more like a cave in all directions. The people who live in this kind of thing, whether it's a snake or a mouse, it's something that is not visible.

A faceless man walked from the hole on the side, and as soon as he saw Leng Xiao, he directly raised his sword and rushed over, Leng Xiao's face was cold, and he directly reached out and pinched the faceling's neck, like pinching a young chicken dog.

There are many caves like beehives, and each hole leads to more holes. The best way to travel in such a place is to destroy it. Walking on a ruin is much easier than a labyrinth like this.

He asked the Facelings, "Where are you holding all the captives?"

The faceless man was expressionless and silent, raising his lightsaber and inserting a hole in Leng Xiao's abdomen. Leng Xiao was also expressionless, and as soon as his fingers tightened, the faceling's head left his neck, and the lightsaber fell to the ground, shattering the wooden hilt.

Leng Xiao smeared some medicinal powder on the wound, and slashed the two corridors with a sword. Suddenly, he frowned again: "Qiu Yansheng won't be crushed to death, right?"

He didn't go far, and there was the sound of unlocking outside, and he found a random passage to hide in.

Listening to the sound, the people outside struggled to open three locks before entering, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, mixed with a slight gasp.

A faceling carrying a man on his shoulder passed by Leng Xiao. Oddly enough, he was carrying the same Facelings on his shoulders.

The man's afterglow saw Leng Xiao, a look of shock in his numb eyes, and his body trembled like chaff. The Facelings lost their patience and stabbed him through the heart with a sword, ending his dying life.

Leng Xiao quietly followed behind the Faceling, he didn't need to follow too closely, the ground was dripping with blood, which became a mark for him to guide the way.

The Facelings kept going all the way, walking at a fast pace. Every road is the same, I don't know how he can find the right direction. After a quarter of walking, the terrain opened up, and the Faceling opened a cell door, throwing the dead man on his shoulder inside.

Waiting for the Faceling to walk away, Leng Xiao walked to the cell and watched quietly. The cell door was also locked with three locks, and it was just as fragile.

There were people, spirit beasts, wild beasts, but they were all corpses that had been dead for a long time, many of them were rotting and covered with maggots. Perhaps the corpse that the Facelings threw in just now was the freshest.

He sighed secretly, Qiu Yansheng was not here. It's good not to be here. It seems that all of them are corpses.

Leng Xiao was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped, his eyes were cast in the corner, and his eyes showed a strange brilliance. He slowly approached and kicked away several rotten corpses, revealing a distinct, stunningly beautiful woman's face.