“You’re right. In this desolate wilderness, killing a person is no different from killing a chicken.” Ye Xingchen nodded.
"Then what the hell are you standing there for? Hand over all your money!" a repairman cursed, grabbing his weapon and about to step forward.
"You're too noisy." Ye Xingchen glanced at him coldly, lightly tapped the ground with her right foot, and a pebble suddenly floated up and flew rapidly towards the repairman.
*Thud*... The pebble hit the guy right between the eyebrows. The repairman stood there dumbfounded, a pebble embedded in his forehead.
Immediately afterwards, blood gushed from the stones, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, dying instantly.
This scene stunned the crew-cut man and the other repairman. The other repairman screamed in fright and turned to run away, but he couldn't escape.
Another pebble flew past with a whooshing sound, and with a crack, it struck the man directly in the back. His bones shattered, and he collapsed dead.
"Any accomplices? If so, come out together." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and turned to look at the man with the buzz cut.
The man with the buzz cut was terrified. He knelt down on the ground with a thud and cried, "Big brother, don't kill me!"
This guy was so angry he wanted to die. He and a few brothers were just entrenched on the edge of this deep mountain, doing some shady business, but he never expected to run into a ruthless person like Ye Xingchen.
"That depends on whether you're of any use to me," Ye Xingchen laughed. "Have you seen a group of Japanese people here?"
"Yes, I've seen it. A large group of people. Some were dressed in samurai outfits from movies, and others were wearing robes printed with yin-yang symbols." The man with the buzz cut nodded frantically.
"Really?" Ye Xingchen was slightly taken aback. He had only asked casually, and he hadn't expected that this guy had actually encountered Sato and his gang.
Judging from his description, it's probably Sato and his group.
Where did they go?
"They went towards the castle tower. There were about twenty people in the group. One of them had a mustache. The reason we knew they were Japanese was because their accents were very harsh." The crew-cut man told everything he knew in one breath.
"And they even mentioned a place name, called Shoulong Ridge. Brother, I've told you everything I know, please don't kill me." The man with the crew cut knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
"So, you do have some value after all; you've done me a significant favor." Ye Xingchen nodded. "Then can I leave now?"
"Okay, brother, you can go now. Here's the money for the car repairs." The crew-cut man almost kowtowed to see him off.
He had been entrenched in these remote mountains for many years, but today he had finally encountered a killing machine, so he quickly fled.
"Keep the money and use it to bury your two brothers." Ye Xingchen sneered, "It's fine if you continue doing this kind of thing, but one thing is certain: don't let me catch you doing it, or you know what will happen."
"I won't do it again, brother. I'll never do it again." The man with the buzz cut knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
Ye Xingchen got into his car and drove away.
Shoulong Ridge is located dozens of kilometers deep in the mountains of Tian Shou Ju. With Ye Xingchen's speed, he should be able to catch up.
Upon arriving at Tian Shou Ju, we saw two towering mountains blocking our way. The mountains were very high and steep, and the car could no longer pass through them.
Ye Xingchen parked the car next to the Tian Shou base and then plunged into the deep mountains.
Although it was only a few dozen miles of mountain road, Ye Xingchen still underestimated the situation in the mountains.
The layered mountains blocked the view, there was no cell phone signal in the mountains, and the vegetation on the mountains was even more intricate.
The afternoon passed quickly, and we were still some distance from our destination.
Moreover, it gets dark very early in the mountains; it's already dark before five o'clock.
Traveling at night in the deep mountains is definitely not a good thing, so Ye Xingchen decided to find a place to rest for the night and set off early the next morning.
Just then, after crossing a mountain ridge, Ye Xingchen saw a village in the distance. The village was not large, with only a dozen or so households, but it was extremely rare to find such a place deep in the mountains.
Just as she was about to head in that direction, Ye Xingchen suddenly noticed a little girl in the bushes, looking at her with terrified eyes.
The little girl looked about eight or nine years old. Her clothes were neat, but her expression was panicked, as if she had been frightened.
"Little friend, what are you doing here? Where are your family?" Ye Xingchen said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."
The little girl didn't speak, she just kept shaking her head, and then silently shed tears.
Ye Xingchen suddenly sensed something unusual in the bushes not far away. He parted the bushes and saw an old man lying there.
The old man gripped a hunting rifle tightly in his hand, and his body was studded with several diamond-shaped concealed weapons.
"Eastern Japan, a river flowing through?" Ye Xingchen recognized the origin of those hidden weapons at a glance.
The old man was still breathing, so Ye Xingchen quickly stepped forward, reached out to stop the bleeding, then placed his hand on the hidden weapon and pulled it out with force.
The old man cried out in pain. Ye Xingchen bandaged his wounds to stop the bleeding while saying, "Old man, the hidden weapon was poisoned, but it's okay, I have a way to cure you."
"You, who are you?" The old man opened his eyes and saw Ye Xingchen.
"Don't worry, you're Chinese," Ye Xingchen said.
Hearing Ye Xingchen's accent, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.
A few moments later, the old man's injuries were treated, and he regained his senses.
“A group of Japanese people passed through here today. They… took everyone in the village away. I desperately managed to escape with my granddaughter. I was going to call the police for help, but I was injured and couldn’t go far,” the old man said bitterly.
"The Japanese took your whole village away? What do they want?" Ye Xingchen was certain that this group was Sato Matsuichi.
"I don't know, but those people wearing yin-yang robes seem to have some kind of evil magic. They gave the villagers water to drink, then rang a bell, and the villagers just followed them with blank stares," the old man said bitterly.
"Nine Chrysanthemum Feng Shui Technique, Soul-Suppressing Bell." Ye Xingchen's gaze deepened. "Old man, how long have they been gone?"
"It's been about ten hours. They've headed towards Shoulong Ridge. I don't know exactly what they're doing, but from their conversation, I heard them talking about 'blood sacrifice'."
"Blood sacrifice? I understand now." Ye Xingchen's expression changed slightly: "No wonder they were able to carry out their plan without the Jade Slip Heavenly Book, using human sacrifices and blood to activate the Dragon Locking Array to achieve their goal?"
“Young man, dozens of men, women and children from our village have been taken away by them. I’m an old man and I don’t have any other skills, but I was born to live in the mountains and hunt, and my marksmanship is pretty good.”
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