Therefore, Wang Dong trusts the most the ghosts under him, although they are not very good, but they are ten out of ten loyal, and they worship him out of ten, followed by the deer demon idiot, as for the other subordinates, they can usually be trusted, but at this time, they must not be trusted, and the higher the status on weekdays, the more they can not be trusted. Once found by his group of subordinates, the first thing they have to do is to cramp and peel the skin themselves.

Fortunately, the first to find yourself were your own ghosts and deer demon idiots.

Seeing Wang Dong faint, the deer demon boy turned his gaze to the ghosts who were afraid to approach, and sighed.

These guys, sad and hateful. They obviously have a blood feud with Wang Dong, but they are so loyal, but unfortunately, Wang Dong has never looked down on their loyalty.

"Poor fellow, goodbye. "The deer demon was full of compassion, the trees shook, the leaves above their heads cracked, the light shone down, and a group of ghosts let out a terrible howl, and the sun melted like ice and snow.

He has no grievances with these ghosts, but he has to do this, and only by doing so can Wang Dong's safety be guaranteed. They were indeed loyal, but if those monsters knew that Wang Dong had been badly injured and wanted to pry something out of their mouths, they would not be able to resist it at all.

After all, those demon kings have a lot of methods, and it is not surprising that they have some kind of spell that can pry things out of the mouths of ghosts.

The deer demon boy sighed again, grabbed one of Wang Dong's legs, dragged him into the river, drifted down the river, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, Devil Cry and the big black horse hid in a bush, and one man and one horse used the turtle breath technique to cover themselves, and a group of youkai passed in front of them.

These monsters, naturally, were attracted by the fire, so they went to see what was going on.

When they were gone, Devil Cry and the big black horse came out of the bushes and sped away.

A fire in the forest is no small matter. These monsters have been inquired about several times, and at dusk, they finally learned from a big demon under the tiger demon Wang Dong that it was Wang Dong and Feng Damiang who were chasing a human named Ghost Cry that caused a fire in the forest.

As for Wang Dong and Aunt Feng, they are gone. After several searches, they were not found, and they were not seen alive or dead.

That's a big ...... The good news is not only that the two demon kings are alive and dead, but also that the one who calls the ghost cry is the human being that the old demon of Montenegro is looking for.

A group of monsters moved, searching all over the mountains. However, the big black horse is too fast. Taking advantage of the fact that the demons were attracted by the fire, they ran all the way with the ghosts crying, foaming at the mouth, and now they have left this forest.

Early in the morning, a heavy fog rose.

The sound of a bell echoes in the mountains.

On the sheep intestine path, the shadow of one person, one horse and two figures was stretched out.

One was naturally a ghost crying, with water droplets constantly slipping from the hat on his head, carrying a knife, his clothes were tattered, and the straw sandals on his feet had long since disappeared, and he walked on this path barefoot.

And the big black horse, the mane on his neck was also wet, and as soon as they came out of the woods, the dew of dawn seemed to be raining lightly, and it fell straight down.

Passing through a fog, he stopped at a high slope.

Ghost Cry looked at the village in the fog below, and breathed a sigh of relief, finally, arrived at Huangshi Village.

The big mouth, wrapped around the scabbard, raised its head, as if looking at Yellowstone Village curiously.

Devil Cry also glanced at the misty village below, but now he could only see some outlines, and nothing else, so he decided to wait.

The last bit of clear water was divided by the ghost cry and the big black horse.

Then, they chewed on Bigu Dan and silently waited for the fog to dissipate.

The fog in the early morning did not last long, and soon dissipated, and the mysterious Huangshi Village also appeared in everyone's eyes.

The location of many villages has the same effect, that is, it is close to the mountains and rivers.

The village of Huangshi is no exception, at the foot of the mountain, a long river runs through the village, and it is lined with farmland, but it is deserted.

And that Huangshi Village, there are still people now, and the curling green smoke is wafting in the village, which looks very human, and it seems to be no different from other ordinary villages.

Not only that, but from this point of view, it is also extraordinarily beautiful.

The fields are green, and around the village, in addition to fields and rivers, there are also woods and meadows.

In the woods, flowers are in full bloom, and in the meadows, there is also a lot of life.

Birds come and go, butterflies fly, and occasionally rabbits can be seen running by, but it all seems to be extremely harmonious.

"Let's go. The ghost cried and went down. The big black horse followed slowly around, squinting his eyes, enjoying the warm morning sun and the faint fragrance of flowers around.

I passed through a meadow overgrown with dandelions, and at this moment, a gust of mountain wind happened to pass by. Large swaths of dandelions rose with the wind, and suddenly the mountains were all over the field, and they were all filled with dandelions.

The big black horse sneezed, and the corners of the long horse's face began to curl.

Ghost Cry was very surprised in his heart, Huangshi Village was not the desolation he imagined, along the way, the unexpected comfort and leisure, and the surrounding scene was refreshing.

He lifted his hat, and his steps couldn't help but become brisk.

When I passed through a forest, the rich fragrance of flowers hit my face, and my eyes were already surrounded by purple and red. Buzzing bees fly in front of you, and colorful butterflies flutter around.

The big black horse was also affected, pacing happily, using his nose to drive away those butterflies from time to time, and then secretly looked at Ghost Cry, and found that Ghost Cry didn't pay attention to him, and had a happier time.

Big Mouth also slipped down and burrowed into the woods. The next moment he ran out, and a wild cat chased after him, but as soon as he saw Devil Cry and the big black horse, the wild cat immediately stopped chasing, turned around and ran back.

The big black horse cracked open its mouth and let out a silent mockery, and the big mouth waved its body and slapped the big black horse's hooves.

And the ghost cried, but he didn't have the mood that made them, his steps slowed, his brow furrowed, and he noticed that something was wrong.

There are so many flowers here that it seems that all the flowers are in full bloom, even if they shouldn't be in full bloom this season.

All the way down, you will be greeted by a high wooden wall.

Many villages have it, and they use this to keep out the beasts and some weak demons for some comfort.

There is no detour, the trail passes by a large gate at the back of the village. The large wooden door leaned aside, entwined with vines, and on the vines, palm-sized orange flowers bloomed charmingly, swaying gently, as if welcoming the arrival of the ghosts.

When I walked into the village, it became more and more obvious that something was wrong.

The surrounding houses are intact, the sound of chickens and dogs is endless, and there are traces of people everywhere, but there is no one to be seen.