The mist dissipates in the early morning.

As the sky was slightly dark, Zhou Han quietly left Guihua City, disguised himself as a simple donkey cart, and slowly walked out into the wilderness.

Behind the donkey cart, there are a lot of hay, which is very inconspicuous.

This time he prepared for a long time and finally set off again to the wilderness where everyone feared.

In order to prevent the Feng family and Dongjiang Gang from threatening his sister, Zhou Qing had already made arrangements to ensure that he had no worries and secretly left the city.

"Old man, I'll get off here, thank you."

When he arrived at the suburbs of the city, he looked around and Zhou Han jumped out of the donkey cart, stuffed a piece of silver, found the direction of Zhangjia Village, and quickly rushed towards the other side.

This donkey cart does not go to the wilderness.

Within ten miles of the suburbs of the city, it is still a safe area, with not many monsters and wild animals, so many villages survive here, like the farmers who Fu Yun was familiar with before.

Zhou Han was wearing a black dress and his feet flew forward like a wind.

He had a black scarf on his face, two small cloth bags tied around his waist, and some objects were bulging on both sides of his clothes, and a knife was stolen behind him.

Huhu.

A wisp of breeze came from my ears.

At full speed, Feiyun Gong was running silently, the muscles between his legs were just right to control them, and they took several meters in one step. When they landed, they were as gentle as a raccoon cat.

His speed was several times faster than a donkey cart, and he soon arrived outside Zhangjia Village.

In the deserted wilderness, suddenly seeing the village made Zhou Han breathe, and his heart slowly relaxed. After walking two steps forward, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

quiet.

Too quiet!

He stopped with a serious expression, jumped horizontally for a few times, and came to the canopy of a big tree. Looking out, he found that there was not even a wisp of fireworks in Zhangjia Village.

This time, in order to avoid the sight of the Feng family and Chengwei and the Dongjiang Gang, he did not ride a horse.

It was already lunch time to get here by relying on the light skills and flying cloud skills.

Logically speaking, there must be fireworks rising in the village, but now I look at it, but there is nothing, and there is nothing above the village.

Only a dozen crows were raiding and landing on the village house, staring at the scarlet pupils.

This area is terrifying and weird, and there is no sound of chickens and dogs.

Like a ghost village!

Something happened... Zhou Han's face was slightly dark, he jumped off the tree crown, and his footsteps were lightly tapped twice, disappearing into the bushes.

Click!

Thousand-layer boots stepped on the dry branches and made a crisp sound.

Zhou Han walked into Zhangjia Village from the entrance of the village, opened the houses on both sides and saw that it was empty and there was no one. The tables and chairs in the house were also filled with dust and spider webs.

There have been many days when no one has lived there.

Zhou Han wiped the table with his hand, looked at the dust on his fingers, and frowned slightly.

quack!

Suddenly, the crow's dry and hoarse scream came from outside, with its wings shaking, and then the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, making a bang.

Zhou Han hurriedly walked out, looked up at the black feathers falling all over the sky, frowned and walked forward, suddenly his pupils shook slightly, and he looked down at a white bone on the ground.

This is...the human leg bone?!!

When I walked in, I saw that it was indeed the bone of the human left leg, and the flesh and blood on it had dried up.

A layer of black flesh and blood attached to the smooth leg bones, and some holes were pecked out by crows, and black flesh was scattered on the surrounding ground.

Looking up at the direction where the crow was flying, Zhou Han quickly moved forward, stopped soon, and looked ahead with a twitching face.

Suddenly, a simple square made of huge rocks came into view.

Corpse.

Dozens of dry corpses fell on the ground, shocking.

Zhou Han walked forward with a look of water, glanced roughly, and found that the people from Zhangjia Village had been dead for a long time and their bodies had been decayed.

The soil on the ground is black and red, soaked in blood.

Flip!

As he approached, the crows on the corpse were alarmed and flew upwards, with black matter remaining on the bird's beak.

"It's done in a swarm of rushes."

Zhou Han inspected the bodies of these villagers, most of whom were tortured to death, and there were many wounds on their bodies, which were for abuse by others. In the room next to them, the bodies of the village women who were insulted and killed were also placed there.

In the center of the square, a piece of wood is carved with swarms of marks.

A double knife crossing logo.

Every time the crowd intercepted and killed the village, they would leave this sign, showing off their own way, blatantly proclaiming that this thing was done.

Only those who have seen it with their own eyes will truly understand it.

To the east of the village, Zhou Han saw Mr. Zhang and Zhang Liehu's son Zhang Hu died there.

Zhang Hu was good at it. When he was attacked by a swarm, he protected Mr. Zhang and killed him, but he still lost his body and his body collapsed under a wall.

He was shot through the body and nailed to the earthen wall.

Then the man pulled out the spear and Zhang Hu fell under the wall and died of anger.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Han didn't say anything. He had gradually gotten used to this kind of scene. He dug a hole in the body of Zhang Hu and Mr. Zhang and buried it. He simply made a tomb and quickly left Zhangjia Village.

The world is so difficult.

All he could do was to put the bodies of the two men into peace and could not change anything.

If you have the opportunity, you will naturally be able to rush to eliminate harm to the people.

...

...

It's late at night and deep in the barren ridge.

Zhou Han's body merged into the jungle, and his footsteps did not make any noise. He swept and fell on the branches. He looked at the moonlight shining from the treetops above his head, took out the demon distribution map and looked carefully.

According to the map, this mountain is called Snake Mountain, with many poisonous snakes covered with many poisonous snakes. Many merchants passing by die under the mouths of these poisonous snakes, and are famous.

There are demons appearing in the snake mountain.

The most famous one is the blue-patterned black-lined snake.

This monster is covered with blue lines. At the abdomen and snake kisses, two black lines spread, with extremely strong strangulation and strong toxicity.

Bang!

Zhou Han put away the map, turned his head slightly, bounced his fingers, swept away a poisonous snake that was shot from the branches, bounced his feet on the trunk, and flew into the bushes.

Ruddy.

The sound of leaves slamming in my ears, and the trees and thorny jungle on both sides kept passing by.

Suddenly he stopped and looked forward with a sharp look.

‘The breath of demon!’

The sharp senses that were several times stronger than the martial artist made Zhou Han instantly notice the abnormality, and slowly pulled out the Park Knife from behind and took steps.

Park's blade lifts the branches in front of him.

In an instant, a snake-like demon several meters long appeared in front of him, covered in blue patterns, and in a hideous mouth, he was tilting his head to swallow the corpse of a monkey.

Under the moonlight, a cold breath spreads.

laugh!

Zhou Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body suddenly broke through the bushes. He raised his sword in his hand. There was no move, just a powerful slash, and the light of the knife cuts through the air, making it icy and sarcastic.

Zhou Han used seven points of force to this knife.

His current strength is even more terrifying than that of a master of skin refining. His long sword split the body of the blue-patterned black-lined snake without any obstacles.

Bang!

With one knife and two pieces of damage, the low-level demon died before he could react.

The snake body was not completely dead yet, and it was constantly struggling, and the monkey corpse on the snake's mouth also slid out, and the powerful force smashed the surrounding gravel and trees.

His eyes were concentrated in front of him, and when he saw the three-point scale on the energy scale bar, he was slightly excited.

After a while, the snake's body stopped moving. Zhou Han raised a huge rock and smashed the body into pieces. Then he walked forward with confidence and dug out the demon pill.

I dug out the demon pill and did not stop. I continued to search for traces of the demon in the snake mountain.

The blue-patterned black-line snake is a demon that hides at night and can only be found in the middle of the night.
To be continued...