Wu Chang tied his horse outside and stepped into the mist alone. The visibility in the mist was very low, and a damp smell came to my face, mixed with a faint smell of burning and a slight smell of blood. There was deathly silence all around, and he could only hear his own breathing, as if the fog had turned into a dead place. He held the Silver Dawn in one hand and the Soul Cleansing Flag in the other, guarding against the surrounding fog. According to common sense, when the temperature is low enough, water vapor in the air will condense, causing the ambient humidity to drop. The temperature near Chenjia Village is bone-chillingly cold. The temperature should be below minus 20 degrees. At this temperature, thick fog can condense in the air. There must be something strange in the fog. As he went deeper into the mist, subtle sounds began to appear in his ears. There was a dull creaking sound, like the sound of feet sinking into the snow. The sound was right next to him, but when he followed the sound and walked over, he found that there was nothing there. Only a series of scattered footprints appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air. Quite shy.
Wu Chang did not get entangled with the pursuers behind him and continued to move forward into the fog. It didn't take long before he saw the shadow of Chenjiacun. Chenjia Village is built on the mountain, and the overall architectural pattern is distributed in a gradient. In order to facilitate trade, the villagers built a small town at the foot of the mountain. At the busiest time, the popularity here is no less than that of a normal town outside the mountains. However, with the bandits raging, Chenjia Village has also become deserted. Only at the end of spring and autumn every year can the previous prosperity be restored. The situation in the town was tragic, as if it had experienced a war. The town gate was violently broken open, and the four-meter-high solid wood door panel was broken into three parts. Judging from the fracture, it appeared that it was smashed by a blunt instrument with great force. Nearly half of the houses were burned to charcoal, and every time the mountain wind blew through, it would bring up a cloud of black smoke. Chenjiacun was a martial artist, and when they were suddenly attacked, they resisted fiercely. Sprays of blood and scars caused by swords can be seen everywhere on the streets and on the walls of houses. But what is abnormal is that compared to the messy fighting situation in the town, the town is too clean and there is not a single body in sight. Who can be so public-spirited as to stay and clean after the war? He walked along the street, checking from house to house. When he searched the seventh house, he saw a patch of red resentment in the backyard. Below the resentment is a hidden vegetable cellar, the door of which has been completely frozen from the outside. After breaking open the ice shell, as soon as he opened the door, he found a corpse dressed as a businessman lying behind the door. The merchant did not starve to death, nor did he freeze to death. Instead, he lay on the ground with blood on his face, as if he had knocked himself to death. Let me see what happens. The scene unfolded in his resentment, allowing him to see a corner of what happened to Chenjiacun. The battle took place at midnight. That night, as soon as Xing Shang lay down on his bed, he heard shouts of death coming from outside. He put on his clothes and opened the door in a hurry. There was already a fire outside. From a distance, he saw a dozen young people from Chenjiacun surrounding a four-meter-tall ghost-faced ape in the center. The ghost-faced ape looks similar to the mandrill Liu Shan mentioned. The mandrill was covered in yellow light and invulnerable. In just a few rounds, it slaughtered all the young men surrounding Chenjiacun.
Seeing the monster so terrifying, he dared not go out, so he hurriedly hid in the vegetable cellar, praying to escape. Not long after, the shouts of killing outside faded away, and everything seemed to have passed. But suddenly there was fog in the village, and the fog poured into the vegetable cellar along the gaps. In the mist, the merchant's spirit became particularly sensitive, and he began to be afraid of his surroundings. He only dared to sit in front of the vegetable cellar holding a fire fold. He didn't dare to look back, as if the darkness behind him hid the most terrifying thing in the world. As time went by, his body began to tremble, and his expression changed from nervousness to anxiety, anxiety to fear, and fear finally turned to collapse and madness. He had to escape at all costs, even if he was discovered and killed by monsters outside. He wanted to open the door to escape, but found that the door was frozen shut. He banged the door hard, but it didn't move at all. When the hammer broke, he hit the door instead. When he was too tired to hit it anymore, he lay down behind the door and kept hitting it with his head, biting it with his teeth, and rubbing his face... Hong Shang didn't know whether he died of exhaustion or fright in panic until he exhausted his last bit of energy. As soon as the screen went dark, Wu Chang retreated from the scene of resentment. The fog that shrouded Chenjiacun was indeed abnormal. The merchant just suffered from mental breakdown and died after being exposed to it for a long time. It's just that because of his willpower, which is more than ten times stronger than that of ordinary people, and the soul purifying flag in his hand, he didn't realize the strangeness of the mist. During the follow-up inspection of the house, he found seven or eight more corpses. Their death methods were similar to those of Hongshang. They all died of self-mutilation due to the influence of the fog. It's a pity that these people didn't feel resentful and couldn't get more information. Guessing that it was getting dark soon, he gave up on the carpet search, let go of his perception, and entered an almost meditative state, trying to find clues with inspiration stronger than his will. In a daze, he felt the soul-purifying flag fluttering slightly, as if he was attracted by something. Following the guidance of the Purifying Soul Flag, he came to the side of the town close to the mountain. This was originally the warehouse and trading ground of Chenjiacun. Villages in the mountains would transport their accumulated mountain goods here and sell them to merchants entering the mountains. But at this moment, the trading ground has turned into a slaughterhouse. The place originally used to store mountain goods was filled with dead villagers from Chenjiacun. Thousands of young people were neatly displayed in it. Biting ice fog filled the surroundings, turning the place into a huge cold storage. Oops, the monsters are here too. While lamenting the monster's generosity, Wu Chang quickly discovered a problem. When I watched the resentment of the merchants before, I didn't find any problems with Chenjia Village. Now, thousands of Chenjia Village villagers are lined up together. Why do they look less and less like good people? All the dead in the village are young and strong men, which can be explained by the fact that Chenjia Village has sent away the women and children. The young and strong men are all strong and have strong bones, which can be explained by frequent mountain walks and sufficient exercise. 70% of them have scars or other scars on their bodies, which can be explained by the ferocious beasts in the mountains. But how to explain the piles of swords, spears, swords and halberds on the ground?
Even if it is a copy plane, privately hoarding thousands of weapons is also a rebellion. Moreover, combined with the physical fitness of the villagers of Chenjia Village, this level of force has far exceeded the explanation of self-defense. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a private soldier raised by a certain force. Combining the above points, a bold idea came to Wu Chang's mind. Could the so-called Chenjia Village be the Black Mountain bandits who fled into Baili Huai Mountain? If Chenjia Village was really the Black Mountain bandits on the wanted list, then as a mountain bandit, being slaughtered by monsters in the village was a testament to the saying that evil will be punished by evil. The villagers of Chenjia Village were all strong and vigorous, and the probability of resentment after death was extremely high. Through the resentment of the villagers, Wu Chang completely understood the drastic changes that Chenjia Village had suffered. Five days ago, the day of returning the palace lanterns of Huaigu Village. The villagers and merchants in the town were arm in arm, eating meat and drinking wine, discussing whether the government had recently relaxed its control over Baili Huaishan, and whether to increase the annual transactions from twice to four times. When everyone was drinking, the formation to expel monsters in the village suddenly broke, and the lights of the surrounding towers went out at the same time. In the chaos, the mandrill that had sneaked to the vicinity of the village at some point broke in, and together with five or six monsters, bloodbathed the entire Chenjia Village. Two of the monsters Wu Chang had seen before, and they were the couple of mountain ghosts that he met in the black shop when he first entered the dungeon. No wonder this place looks like a cold storage for meat. It seems that the occupational disease of the two mountain ghosts has come on. Thinking back to the five or six monsters that appeared in the resentment, Wu Chang felt a headache. From killing one evil spirit to killing a whole team of monsters, is this also the difficulty fluctuation caused by the pollution of the copy? However, he has not been attacked since he stepped into Chenjia Village, which means that these monsters should have left. He should act as soon as possible before they come back. After collecting enough information through resentment, he left the trading field. As soon as he went out, he saw the fog covering the village turned into a vortex, and a body condensed in the open space in the center of the town. The biting cold and murderous intent rushed to his face. Wu Chang shrugged. It seems that the monsters have left one to watch the house.