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- Update time: 2013-01-30
From the clothing of the corpses, Ye Feng has already determined their identities - a joint hunting team from nearby villages. It had been nearly four months since they entered Wolong Mountain. Mrs. Chen still hoped that they could bring back one or two snow foxes, but she did not expect that this would be the result.
At this moment, the old village chief of Chenjia Village rushed over with the support of two young people. The village chief is Chen Shan, who is over eighty years old and has a very high prestige in the village. When he came to the crowd, when he saw this scene, he fell back and fainted before he said a word.
Several people hurriedly helped him aside, filled him with water, and lit some incense. After a long time, he finally woke up and burst into tears.
Sad and powerless.
The women sobbed softly.
The men¡¯s eye circles are also red.
For a moment, the wind seemed to have stopped, and the only thing left in the whole world was the mournful wail of the old village chief.
Over the past three months, the villagers in Chenjia Village have been very friendly to Ye Feng, especially the old village chief, who specifically asked every household in the village to take care of this young outsider. Seeing that the village chief was in agony, Ye Feng felt desolate in his heart.
What on earth happened?
Ye Feng looked at the three surviving people and saw that in addition to the marks of beast bites on their bodies, there were also some knife wounds. Then he looked down at the four relatively well-preserved corpses and found that the fatal injuries on their bodies were caused by knives and axes. So, my heart sank.
Ye Feng has concluded that what these people encountered was definitely not as simple as a ferocious beast!
After a while, the old village chief cried until he was exhausted. His eyes were dry and he could no longer shed a single tear. He barely used crutches to support his body, looked blankly at the body on the ground, and asked: "Daniu, what happened?"
One of the three survivors gritted his teeth and replied: "It's the bandit group on Mopan Mountain. They"
Perhaps because he was too angry, or perhaps because he had not yet awakened from the murder of his companions, Daniel¡¯s speech was a little unclear and his speech was incoherent and messy. Ye Feng listened for a long time and finally integrated the information and understood the outline of the accident.
The joint hunting team that Daniu belonged to was jointly formed by a total of 14 villages near Chenjia Village. It gathered the most powerful men from each village and had a veteran from the army as the leader to deal with ferocious beasts such as jackals, tigers and leopards. It's simply more than enough. The targets of their hunting also go beyond the scope of ordinary beasts and fall into the category of low-level monsters, of which the snow fox is a typical representative.
One hundred miles west of Chenjia Village is the jungle-covered and endless Wolong Mountain. There are rumors that in ancient times this place was a flat river. One day, sand and rocks flew, covering the sky and the sun. A black dragon from the sky fell here with majestic power. , which lasted for three thousand years, and eventually transformed into lush jungles and steep peaks, hence the name Wolong Mountains. After tens of thousands of years of evolution, the mountains have become a paradise for monsters. The deeper you go into the mountains, the stronger the monsters become. Of course, this is just a legend spread in nearby villages, and there is no historical data to support it.
But it was said that four months ago, a hunting team of fifty people formed the best defensive formation and went deep into the forest to look for traces of low-level monsters. After traveling five hundred miles into the forest and searching for seventy-seven forty-nine days, they were lucky enough to find a nest of snow foxes. There were seven snow foxes in total, two large and five small. They were surrounded by people. , six of them were captured, and only one escaped with injuries. This is an exciting harvest. According to the price of a pair of snow fox skins for two ingots of nugget gold, plus some precious herbs and snake sloughs that everyone found, the total is a profit of more than ten ingots of nugget gold.
After everyone had been out for a long time, they decided to return to the village after deliberation. But at this moment, a fatal accident happened.
A giant snake as thick as the mouth of a cylinder snaked out of the forest. In just a breath, it broke up the hunting team's formation and claimed the lives of three or four people.
Before anyone could react, the giant snake swung its long tail and threw the five people onto the sharp tree trunk. The five people didn't even have time to cry out for help before they suffered huge force and their bones shattered and died. The body was hung on the branch again, dead but not falling.
In front of the giant snake, these experienced hunting team members seemed to be swaddled babies, with no power to resist.
There is only one way left for everyone - escape!
Under intense fear, they abandoned their prey and heavy weapons, and desperately ran away from the giant snake. The giant snake did not chase. The blood flowing from the fragmented corpses attracted its attention. It bit a person's leg and began to slowly devour it.
After a long time, the hunting team cautiously returned.
The giant snake has gone. Among the nine people who died, it swallowed three of them. The blood flowing on the ground has infected the land, and it has become slightly yellowish black
In grief, they picked up the prey again, tidied up the bodies of their companions, and embarked on the road back home.
"It's a pity that blessings never come in pairs, but disasters often don't come alone."
After leaving the Wolong Mountains, there is another small mountain, no more than a hundred feet high, like a millstone buckled on the ground, hence the name Mopan Mountain. This mountain is the only way for the hunting team to return to the village. There was a group of bandits in the mountains who had been entrenched for a long time. They usually made a living by robbing the surrounding villages. On this day, they saw that the hunting team was making a lot of money, so they made a bad idea.
Under the personal leadership of the leader, the bandits launched an attack on the hunting team.
The hunting team had just come out of the forest. One of them was still immersed in the pain of losing their companions, and the other was physically exhausted. Therefore, most of them were killed in just two rounds of confrontation.
What¡¯s worse, they are surrounded.
Seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, the captain of the hunting team had to offer all six snow foxes with both hands, thus saving the lives of more than a dozen people.
?The next thing is the scene in front of you.
There were ten people participating in the hunting team in Chenjiacun, seven out of ten, leaving only three people. All three of them were injured to varying degrees. One of them had a broken arm and was considered disabled for the rest of his life.
Ye Feng felt sour again.
At this moment, the red sun is setting in the west, and the whole world is in mist. The full moon that should have been shining is mostly covered by dark clouds, and the only light appears to be very little in the dark world.
Depressed, silent.
And now, it should be the most lively moment in Chenjia Village. The men should be drinking under the tall lanterns, and the women should gather together and look at their men proudly.
But now, the peaceful life has been disrupted.
The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village were silent for a long time. Suddenly, a man in his early twenties shouted: "We can't let our brothers die in vain and fight with those bastards!"
"right!"
"Fight them!"
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The villagers were so excited that they wanted to rush out of the village immediately.
"Ahem" The village chief coughed violently a few times, raised his voice as much as possible, and said, "Don't mess around, bury people at night, and go to bed early."
"But the village chief"
The old village chief waved his hands feebly, pushed away the crowd, and walked toward the village without saying a word. His thin back looked particularly lonely in the misty darkness.
Everyone looked at each other for a while, then focused their attention on Daniel.
Daniel shook his head and said solemnly: "Leave a few men to follow me in the coffin, and the others should disperse."
There was another moment of silence.
In the end, a few people stayed, and the rest dispersed in twos and threes.
Ye Feng watched the men carrying the coffin disappear into the darkness. Looking back, he saw the candlelight in the village chief's house dancing slightly. The weak candlelight reflected the figure of the old village chief holding a dry cigarette on the dark yellow window, making it even more dark in the middle of the night. lonely.
¡°Go and have a look!¡±
Having made up his mind, Ye Feng walked towards the village chief¡¯s house.
When he opened the door, Ye Feng came face-to-face with the village chief. It seemed that the village chief was about to go out.
Seeing Ye Feng, the village chief gave a wry smile and said, "Guest, something happened in the village, which will make you laugh."
Ye Feng silently shook his head.
"Do you have something to tell me?"
Ye Feng nodded.
The village chief had long been accustomed to Ye Feng being taciturn. He knocked the dry tobacco on his feet and said, "Come with me!"
Neither of them spoke anymore. One after the other, they left the village from one side and walked onto a path. After half a stick of incense, they arrived in front of a forest.
There are several lonely graves under a big tree in front of the forest.
The village chief said: "These are my three children. Like them, none of them lived past the age of thirty. The eldest and second child died in the mouth of the monster. Even the body was not recovered. Only a few clothes were buried. The third child It's better. He died in the hands of bandits, and at least a whole body was left. In our Chenjia Village, there have always been people who died miserably for the survival of the whole village. I am used to it, and I have long been used to it. At least people died with value. Without them, Chenjiacun would have died long ago. "
Ye Feng looked at the grave covered with grass and was silent for a long time. He suddenly said: "Village Chief, I understand you very well, and I also understand why you prevent the villagers from taking revenge. But I feel that sometimes, a vigorous death in battle is far better than Living a life of grievance.¡±
After saying that, Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the way he came.
The village chief was startled.
He looked at Ye Feng's back gradually blending into the darkness, and suddenly felt a very strange feeling.It was an illusion that this young man, who was usually taciturn and seemed to be demented, changed his personality in an instant, becoming tough and sharp, like a lonely traveler, coming from the darkness and about to disappear into the boundless darkness.
After being stunned for a moment, driven by some unknown force, the village chief took out a book from his arms and quickly chased after him.
By the time he caught up with Ye Feng, the old village chief was already out of breath. He put the scroll into Ye Feng's hand and said: "About three hundred years ago, a warrior named Chen Luo came out of our Chenjia Village. He finally walked out of this land and went to the other side of the continent. This It's something he left behind, and it has been kept by the village chiefs for a long time. You can take a look, it might be useful to you."
Ye Feng put the book into his arms and nodded.
When they returned to the village, the two changed their order, with Ye Feng in front and the village chief in the back. They still didn't say anything, but the night was getting thicker. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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