"Who are you, guest from afar?" asked a middle-aged hunter who was the leader of the group and looked at the ghost crying vigilantly.

Ghost Cry didn't want to cause trouble, so he handed the long knife to Cai Wei, and he took a step forward empty-handed, arched his hand and said: "I'm just a traveler passing by, you can call me Ghost Cry, now it's getting late, I want to spend the night here, and then buy some dry food and clothes, I don't know if it's okay?"

The middle-aged Orion frowned, and he said pointedly: "I see, it's not that simple, isn't it? Ordinary travelers, it is common to carry swords and clubs for self-defense, but I have never seen someone wearing iron armor with such a long knife." ”

Devil Cry looked down and saw that his robe was covered in patches, and there were holes in some places, revealing the armor inside.

This is also something that can't be helped, this dress is already the last piece of clothing for Ghost Cry. He never imagined that his clothes would be so consumed in recent times, so he was not well prepared.

Ghost Cry looked at their guarded eyes and couldn't help but sigh. Then he whispered: "Knife." ”

When Cai Wei heard this, she hurriedly took out her long knife. As soon as Oni Cried stretched out his hand, he grabbed the hilt of the sword. The middle-aged Orion's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised the ox ear sharp knife in his hand.

Looking at the middle-aged hunter who raised his hand, the ghost cried and shook his arm violently, and with a "swish", the long knife was unsheathed.

Then, a flash of white light flashed. With a "clanging bell", the ox ear sharp knife broke into two pieces, one of which fell to the ground.

At the same time, the scabbard fell, and was caught in his hand by Ghost Cry Volley, and then retracted the knife and spit out a breath of turbidity, and then said to the middle-aged hunter: "Look, if I am really bad for this village, you can't stop it." ”

"We have bows and arrows. Behind the middle-aged Orion, a younger Orion shouted with a steel fork.

Ghost Cry smiled slightly, tore open his clothes, and said, "See, I have armor." I am not afraid of your hunting bows. ”

A hunting bow is not a war bow, and it is indeed inferior to a good war bow. Hunting bows are shorter and easier to carry, and because of technical problems, the bow is generally softer, so the rate of fire is faster, the shot is closer, and the power is much lower.

"Wait, wait. An old man squeezed in with a cane: "Don't fight, don't fight, there is something to discuss." ”

Ghost Cry looked at this old man, who had been watching from the periphery before, and now he suddenly squeezed in, looking like he was in charge of the overall situation, and it seemed that his status in the village was not low, so he asked, "Who is the old man?"

"The old man is the head of this Baigu Village. The old village chief smiled and said, "This strong man, what is the matter with you, let's discuss it well, discuss it well." ”

"I want to spend the night and change something, can I?"

"Yes, yes! Distinguished guests come from afar, the journey is tired, why not spend the night, we are welcome, we are welcome. ”

As he spoke, he took Ghost Cry Cai Wei and the big black horse inside, and then introduced a few village elders and those hunters to Ghost Cry with a smile on his face, as well as some situations in the village.

The name of this village is Baigu Village, and it is not known why it is called Baigu Village, but it is a name that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Most of the people in Baigu Village have the surname Wu, only a few of them, and they have other surnames, and their status is not high.

Baigu Village is a wealthy village, some families have built tiled houses, although the people in the village are not big fish and meat, but they can barely be regarded as rich food and clothing, and few people starve to death in winter.

The population of the village is also quite large, there are more than 150 households, most of them are farmers, of which there are seven hunters, and there are more than 20 hunters in total.

The reason why the village chief said this was just to make the ghost cry a little jealous. Vaguely told the ghost cry that there are a lot of people in their village, and there is no lack of force, so let the ghost cry be honest.

After talking, we arrived at the village chief's house.

His house is a small courtyard, four large tiled houses enclose a square rectangle, sharing a flat yard built with stone slabs, but there is no courtyard gate, through the bamboo forest, you can walk directly along the path.

And there is a vegetable garden at the back, where thatched houses, pigsties, cowpens, dung pits, etc., are fenced. Because it is separated by a large tiled house, there will be no foul smell wafting from it.

The old village chief invited them to the hall, asked his son to help carry the luggage to the side room, led the big black horse to the vegetable garden stable, and then lit the precious candles and brought tea.

When the big black horse arrived at the stable, he snorted dissatisfiedly, glanced at the short pack horse beside him with disgust, and bowed his head to drink water in the manger.

In the hall, the old village chief's family accompanies them, and Cai Wei sat quietly on the side, listening to the ghost crying and talking to the old village chief.

While talking, the ghost cried, and suddenly asked about the mountain temple.

I only heard him say, "Village chief, I want to ask you something." ”

The old village chief opened his mouth, revealing his mutilated yellow-black teeth, and said with a smile: "It's right to find the old man if you have something, the old man has lived here for decades, and he knows everything big and small." ”

Ghost Cry laughed and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll ask." Before coming here, we encountered a strange thing, walking and walking suddenly fog rose, and then inexplicably bumped into a mountain temple, I don't know if the old man knows. ”

The old village chief's face changed slightly, he looked at the ghost crying in surprise, and then said haha: "It's foggy, that... It's normal, I don't know what the reason is around here, and from time to time there will be a sudden burst of fog, stay for a long time, just get used to it. That mountain temple, this... The people of our village haven't been there for a long time, and they don't know the specific situation. ”

Those dart masters seem to be passing by here often, and they are caught off guard by this fog, and they feel weird, normal fart.

"It's been a long time?" "The ghost cried with a smile on his face: "But the incense of this mountain temple has never been broken, and it is often cleaned, I don't know who ......"

"It's not from our village. The old village chief said with certainty: "The people of our village haven't been there for a long time, and the old man said that he doesn't know much about the situation of the mountain temple." ”

"Are there any other villages around here?"

"Of course, there is, just across the woods, there is a village called Xihe Village, and it is possible that the people in their village are still worshipping the mountain gods. ”

"I see. Ghost Cry nodded, no longer delving into it, but always felt that there was a big problem. And no matter how much he asked, he couldn't ask anything, and the old village chief obviously refused to talk about it.

......

In the woods, the young tiger's head was covered in blood, and his face was full of panic and he fled in confusion. Behind him, green eyes loomed.

The tiger head was already in tears at the moment, he was panting, he didn't care about the hot pain in his chest and throat, and he didn't care about the soreness of his hands and feet, he just ran hard.

Suddenly, he stepped on something, and then a rope suddenly sprang up and hoisted him into the air.

The sword landed, and in an instant, the heart of the tiger head who was hanging in the air was cold.

But soon, he grinned.

Because he found that because he was hung too high, the wolves came and rushed upward, but they couldn't reach him.

The wolves circled below for a while, and whimpered and left, urged by the howls of wolves in the distance.

Tiger Head wanted to turn over and untie the ropes on his feet, if it was a normal day, he would naturally be able to do it. But now, covered in wounds, tired and thirsty, he had run a long distance, and his whole body was sore. Now he is suspended in the air, and it is difficult to even bend down, where can he untie the rope on his feet.

He sensed something was wrong and began to call for help.

I shouted for a long time, but no one came. And his brain began to turn black in front of his eyes because of congestion, and gradually, he began to be delirious.