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Chapter 22 Green Sheep

The afterglow of the sunset dyed the sky red, and rays of red silk-like rays of rays stretched between the sky and the earth.

After leaving the three miles of Guihua City, it becomes deserted.

The further you go, the more desolate you become. Some villages you encounter on the road have become ghost villages, deserted!

On the dark soil, various plants grew wildly, forming dark forests, which looked gloomy and weird in the evening night!

Three yellow horses walked slowly from the direction of Guihua City.

On the horse's back, the three of them were wearing short black shirts. On the side of the horse, there were bulging packages placed there, which seemed to be living things, and they moved twice from time to time.

"Junior Brother Zhou, Qingyang Temple is ahead."

The tall man squinted his eyes and looked at a barren mountain in the distance. Under the dark night, the abandoned Taoist temple stood on the hillside, and the deadly atmosphere was filled with oppression.

Flip!

In the black woods behind him, a few strange-looking birds flew up, seemingly being frightened by some kind of fright, away from the barren mountains.

"This..." Another man was startled, stopped cautiously, and swallowed.

The deserted mountains, Taoist temples, strange birds... The strange atmosphere under the night curtain made the three of them feel a layer of haze as soon as they arrived here.

These three people are Zhou Han, Wen Siming and Fu Yun who came from Guihua City.

"It's too dangerous tonight. There are demons in this deserted Taoist temple. Let's find a place to rest for a night and look for traces of that thing tomorrow." Zhou Han said with a calm face.

"Okay." The other two were eager to do this and nodded repeatedly.

Crack!

In the fire pit, flames licked the dry wood wantonly, making crisp sounds, and the burning flames illuminated this small area.

This is about two or three miles away from Qingyang Temple. A natural cave was formed at the foot of the mountain, and it was found by Zhou Han and others as a temporary resting place.

The three of them surrounded the fire and chewed dry food, feeling uneasy.

"Then Yuan Tan came to me, and he had implicated the two senior brothers." Zhou Han took a bite of the jerky meat and said.

Fu Yun and Wen Siming looked at each other, shook their heads, and Fu Yun said, "Actually, we both don't deal with Yuan Tan on weekdays. This time, the gang will definitely send disciples to investigate the matter of Qingyang Temple. Even without you, Junior Brother Zhou, we will definitely be sent out."

"Yes, fortunately, we have made sufficient preparations for this trip. As long as we can find out the traces of the demons, we can return to the city. I hope our luck will not be too bad."

Wen Siming smiled bitterly.

Zhou Han and Fu Yun were both silent.

Although they have never fought directly, they also know the danger. Even at the level of strength training, they need several good players to kill a low-level demon.

Among them, Fu Yun and Wen Siming are both at the first level of Black Mountain Fist, and there is still a big gap between them and their ability to train.

The darker the night.

The three of them took turns to watch the night and rested in the cave for a night.

After dawn the next day, he rode his horse to the Qingyang Temple in the target barren mountain.

Hahaha!

Black feathers fell, and a group of black crows flew up from the dead trees in the barren mountain, hovering above the heads of the three people, and the harsh and unpleasant screams kept coming.

The three of them stepped into the barren mountain and found that this place was no different from ordinary mountains.

However, except for crows, there seem to be very few other living creatures.

“Just ahead!”

After walking for a while, I followed the half-abandoned stone mountain road and arrived in front of Qingyang Temple on the mountainside.

The two corpses were skulls facing outwards, and they pulled something forward with their hands, as if they wanted to try their best to escape from here.

Two traces of fingers were left on the ground.

The trace has long been dim. After experiencing struggle, my fingers broke through the blood left behind. After a few days, only dark red marks were left.

"It's indeed a vampire demon!"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Han and Fu Yun took a breath.

Wen Siming was already scared and trembled, and quickly stood beside the two of them, as if this could bring him a sense of security.

The cold wind blows straight.

The three of them looked at the room with vigilance, trying to find out what traces they had come out.

Through the only surviving disciple, Senior Brother Yang said that they rested here that night, and there was an unusual movement in the middle of the night. When he realized it, the two junior brothers had been killed by demons.

Through the moonlight, he saw the demon swallowing the blood of the two junior brothers by the demon. When asked about the demon's shape, he stammered and said he couldn't remember it, but saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Junior Brother Zhou, it seems that the demon has left here."

Seeing nothing unusual, Fu Yun breathed a sigh of relief and put down the package in his hand.

"What should I do if I have the task?" Wen Siming relaxed all over and asked subconsciously.

"We search for this place and go back and report our lives. This demon is not something we can deal with." Zhou Han shook his head and said.

"good!"

In a certain corner, a shadow swayed when their eyes were not reaching, as if they were alarmed by their voices. The next moment, a scarlet light suddenly appeared.

"Junior Brother Zhou, go here, Junior Brother Wen, you search near this room, I will be in charge of the main hall and the back mountain."

After leaving the door of the wing, Fu Yun said to the two of them.

The three of them began to search for Qingyang Temple.

The task in the gang is to ask them to find the traces of the demon. Now the demon has long left, but he still has to find some useful things to go back, otherwise he will not be able to submit the work.

“This is the owner’s bedroom.”

Zhou Han searched the wing room on one side and soon arrived at a large room with a large area. There was a large Tao word on the wall. It can be seen from some dilapidated books that it was the residence of the owner of Qingyang Temple.

This place has long been dilapidated and valuable things have been plundered.

Only useless debris were left.

Zhou Han glanced at him and was about to leave when his eyes suddenly condensed.

He walked a few steps forward, bent down, and picked up a few black particles on the ground.

Each of these particles is the size of a pigeon egg, irregularly oval, slightly pointed on both sides, emitting a pungent smell. In addition to these in your hand, there are several in the room.
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