Near noon, Leng Feng was hungry with his heart on his back, but fortunately, he finally saw a trace of cooking smoke.

Follow the direction of the smoke.

Leng Feng came to the foot of a mountain and saw more than a dozen houses, scattered on the surrounding hills.

I took a breath and sat down to rest.

The village is small, very quiet, and a bit of a paradise.

There is cooking smoke, which means that this village is inhabited, and he is hungry now, so there should be no problem in finding a family and asking for a bowl of rice to eat.

Walking to the entrance of the village, Leng Feng suddenly stopped, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right, at noon, why didn't there be any movement in this village, not even a dog barking.

It's a little scary.

There seemed to be a hint of blood wafting in the humid air.

The closer you get to the village, the more bloody you become.

The first one at the entrance of the village, Leng Feng saw that the door was hidden, pressed the suspicion in his heart, gently stepped forward and pushed the door open, and took a look inside, and suddenly a stream of blood rushed to his head!

There were four corpses lying in the courtyard, an old man, two children, and a young woman with a beautiful face.

The old man lay on the ground, his eyes staring at the door, full of bitter hatred.

The young woman's pants were completely gone, and her lower body was filthy, obviously insulted, and from the traces, there was more than one person, and there was a strong unwillingness in her eyes, and she didn't blink to death.

Two children, the girl was about five or six years old, wearing a cotton jacket, her small belly was cut open, her intestines were picked out, and her death was very miserable.

The two-year-old boy died on the edge of the stone grinding, bleeding from all seven orifices, and the back of his head was completely dented into it.

Leng Feng also saw the blood stains on the stone mill, which was miserable.

Who did this at such a brutal murder scene? Leng Feng's face suddenly became solemn.

Inside the house, Leng Feng also saw an old woman, who should be the wife of the old man in the yard, who was also humiliated, and was stabbed in the chest, hitting the heart, and the blood stained the bedding red.

It's cruel!

It's not that Leng Feng hasn't seen dead people, but he's never seen such a cruel and bloody killing scene.

These are all old people, women and children, what are the beasts who have lost their conscience, and how did they do it?

Anger filled Leng Feng's heart all at once!

This is just the first one in the village!

The second one is so!

The third is also ......

The whole village, a total of seventeen families, all died tragically, not a single one survived, and the cruelty of the murder method was outrageous.

"Brute, don't let me find you with Leng Feng, I will definitely cut you with a thousand knives!" Leng Feng rushed to his head with a mouthful of blood.

Back to the first place at the entrance of the village.

"Holy shit, I'll kill you!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded from behind, and Leng Feng looked back to see a young man, holding a woodcutter in his hand, his face full of hatred, his eyes were red, and he slashed at himself.

"Brother, you misunderstood......"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding your eighth-generation ancestor!" The young man was obviously carried away by hatred and didn't listen to Leng Feng's explanation at all.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Leng Feng had no choice, in the face of the person who lost his mind, he could only take decisive measures, made a lightning shot, grabbed the man's wrist, and snatched his firewood knife away.

The man hadn't stopped yet, and desperately pounced on Leng Feng.

"Stop, I didn't kill people!" Leng Feng lifted his kick and kicked the man to the ground, shouting loudly.

The man fell to the ground, stunned for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, got up and sat up, and began to cry loudly.

"Brother, brother, don't be sad, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn, you should think about how to avenge them!"

"Revenge!"

Hearing these two words, the man who was crying suddenly stopped his tears, clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth.

"Ah, Daddy, Xiaomei, who killed you, I want to avenge you!"

"Brother, when I came to this village, I could still see the smoke of the cooking, and now it is time for the families to have lunch, I think the executioners must not have gone far......"

The young man got up, rushed over, grabbed the wood knife on the ground and rushed out of the village.

"Stop!"

"Do you know who they are, how many they are, in what direction they went, and how they died, haven't you seen how they died?"

The man was stunned for a moment.

What Leng Feng said, he didn't think about these at all, as soon as he heard about revenge, his brain was hot, and he didn't care about anything.

"If you want revenge, you listen to me, and if you haven't eaten, let's get some food to fill our stomachs first, otherwise, even if you find the enemy, you won't have the strength to take revenge." Leng Feng ordered, these people are cruel, there should be more than one person, just two of them, impulsively, but lost their lives in vain.

"Can you find these brutes?"

"Of course!"

Leng Feng nodded, he, the captain of the Dragon Soul Clan, if he couldn't even track the most basic things, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth.

The man's name is Cong Hu, the only male in the first family at the entrance of the village, yesterday he went to the market town to buy some daily necessities, but he didn't expect to encounter a heavy rain, he couldn't rush back, and stayed at a relative's house in the town for a night, and then he came back.

Unexpectedly, when I came back, I was separated from my family forever.

Under the side knock, Leng Feng learned that the place where he was was actually Maoshan Mountain, one of the three blessed lands of Taoism.

The time is: December 3, the 26th year of the Republic of China.

At this time, when the time of slaughtering the village appeared, Leng Feng's mind suddenly lit up.

Judging from the methods of killing, all of them have military characteristics, so the identity of the person who slaughtered the village is also about to come out.

Japanese Army!

Leng Feng found some sweet potatoes and roasted them over the fire, he was so hungry that he ate three in one go, this is the best thing he has eaten in his life, not just because he is hungry, but this pure natural thing, after a thousand years, there are too few.

Seeing Cong Hu clutching all the sweet potatoes in his hand, Leng Feng sighed in his heart, his mood was understandable for so many relatives to leave at once.

Thinking of his original mission, in fact, he returned to this era, maybe it was really providence, maybe he should think the other way, if he had changed history, then a thousand years later, those things would not have happened.

"Brother Cong, let's eat some, we will still have a blade enemy in a while, what should you do if you run out of strength by then?"

Hearing Leng Feng say this, Cong Hu stuffed the sweet potato in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Do you know how to shoot?"

Cong Hu nodded, and Leng Feng threw his Hanyang Zao to him: "Here you go, our opponent has a gun, and you can't fight them with your bare hands." ”

"What about you?"

Leng Feng smiled slightly and patted his waist.

Cong Hu saw that Leng Feng still had a pistol at his waist, so he nodded, took the rifle, pulled the bolt, and checked the bolt.

Leng Feng threw over a bullet belt, about thirty or forty rounds.

After burying the bodies of their relatives, Leng Feng and Cong Hu took some dry food and brought them with them, he had already decided to leave this time, whether he got revenge or not, he would go to join the army.

Don't look at Cong Hu is already the father of two children, he is not very old, two years younger than Leng Feng, so Leng Feng became Cong Hu's eldest brother.

"Brother Leng, in what direction should we chase?" Cong Hu's main concern now is revenge.

"According to my judgment, the number of this group is not much, it should be no more than thirty people, and there are horse hoof prints and horse manure at the entrance of the village, through which it is completely possible to judge their whereabouts." Leng Feng explained.

Cong Hu nodded.

Out of the village entrance and walking south, Leng Feng saw a pile of fresh horse manure in the grass on the side of the road, bent down to take a closer look, and pointed with his hand: "It's in this direction." ”

Cong Hu followed closely behind with a gun and dry food on his back.

From the map, that direction is pointing to Jurong City.