Nothing?
Xu Feng frowned slightly, and his spiritual sense suddenly spread outward, but still found nothing. Within the range of his spiritual sense, there were only members of the Hanyu tribe.
But why is this strange smell so clear?
He narrowed his eyes and suddenly pushed the window in front of him outwards. A bloody afterimage suddenly disappeared. Xu Feng's face changed, and he jumped out of the window directly. A faint golden light appeared under his feet, and he chased after the bloody afterimage.
But what surprised him was that the blood shadow, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, was surprisingly fast, not slower than him at all, and even faster.
However, this is also the reason why Xu Feng did not use his full strength to escape. Otherwise, the strength he displayed would be too scary. Moreover, at the moment, it is not suitable for him to use his energy here. But Xu Feng did not want to give up.
He also has tactics.
"day by day!"
boom!
His speed suddenly increased, and the light golden light that originally appeared on his body had been tightly gathered into his skin. This was a manifestation of his step-by-step progress into a higher level.
But what made Xu Feng's face change was that the blood shadow in front of him turned around and around, and was running around in the houses of the tribe, making it difficult for him to catch up for a while.
Moreover, he only saw the other person's blurry back and a piece of clothes from beginning to end.
However, the movement here still attracted the attention of the Hanyu tribe patrol team.
“Who is it?!”
Immediately, a centurion-level expert came running over, and Xu Feng shouted loudly: "Enemy attack!"
Then he suddenly jumped up and punched towards the bloody shadow.
boom!
But after stirring up a cloud of dust, the blood shadow disappeared.
Xu Feng waved away the smoke and dust around him, touched the place where the blood shadow had last stayed, and indeed felt a chilly breath.
This breath actually gave him goose bumps all over his body, but the cold breath quickly disappeared.
"What's going on?"
Soon, because of Xu Feng's announcement of the enemy attack, all patrol members of the Hanyu Tribe rushed over, led by Captain Hanmang.
"Captain Shi, what's wrong?"
Han Mang frowned and asked as soon as they met. He didn't see any signs of fighting here, nor did he see any signs of the enemy.
Xu Feng recounted the process of what he felt and saw in the house just now, and how he chased the other party until he lost him here. Han Mang also looked confused.
"I have never seen a situation like what you said. It seems that this matter needs to be reported to the clan leader. If the other party is really so strange, I am afraid that only the clan leader can have a solution. Everyone should be on alert tonight and disperse at various intersections. If there is any abnormality, blow the horn immediately!"
"Also, during the patrol, check the entire village and see if there is anything unusual in each household. If there is any abnormality, report it as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" Many soldiers responded and then dispersed to different parts of the tribe.
But soon, a sergeant with a gloomy face walked towards the two of them and sent away several night watchmen nearby.
"Two captains, something happened to the Hanshan family to the east of the tribe."
Han Mang's face changed, and he and Xu Feng stood up and looked at the sergeant: "What do you mean by something went wrong?"
Xu Feng also listened attentively.
"Han Shan died in the battle in Black Leaf Mountain a few years ago. He had no wife or children, only an old mother. Just now, when the patrol team went door to door to investigate, they found that Han Shan's old mother was dead..."
The sergeant had obviously seen the scene. He said with a grim expression, "I just saw it. The old man died in a very strange way. His body was dry and there was no blood. It seemed that it was done by the vampires, but there was no trace of the vampires on the old man."
Han Mang glanced at Xu Feng and said, "Go and have a look?"
Xu Feng nodded, and then the three of them walked towards a stone house on the mountain east of the tribe. On the way, Han Mang ordered the sergeant to completely block the matter and not let it leak out. He also ordered his men to completely seal off the courtyard before the three of them walked into the courtyard.
The courtyard was very tidy and obviously cleaned regularly.
"Hanshan's mother was very kind to the neighbors and often made some animal meat soup for the patrol members," the sergeant said with a sad face, "When Hanshan was alive, he was the most determined and brave one in the team. I never thought... Alas."
In response, Han Mang and Xu Feng didn't say much, but walked through the courtyard towards the house.
The pale moonlight shone in the courtyard, making everything seem a little eerie.
The temperature in the yard seemed to be lower than outside. The sergeant couldn't help shivering, slowing down his pace and walking behind Xu Feng and Han Mang.
There were two stone houses in the yard, one with a stove at the door, and the other looked like a residence, so Han Mang took the lead and walked towards the house where people lived.
Lifting the animal skin curtain, Han Mang walked into the house first, but as soon as he took a step in, he suddenly retreated.
"What a severe cold!"
Han Mang whispered to Xu Feng, then he released a layer of fighting spirit and was about to walk in again, but was grabbed by Xu Feng.
"Me, first."
Seeing Han Mang's surprised expression, Xu Feng opened the curtain and walked in without any precautions.
Seeing this, Han Mang restrained his fighting spirit after thinking about it and said to the sergeant, "Wait here."
Then he followed Xu Feng's footsteps into the house. The house was very clean and tidy. Clothes, bedding, and stone tables were all neatly arranged. A large black wooden cabinet was placed in the corner of the room. A parchment scroll was hung on the wall. On it seemed to be a man wearing animal skins, but his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Apart from that, there was nothing else but an old man lying on the bed.
Xu Feng and Han Mang glanced around the room, endured the cold and approached the old man, and after taking a few glances, they began to walk around the house.
The old man's face was haggard and all the blood in his body had disappeared. Although Xu Feng didn't want to describe it this way, he still felt that the old man was just a bag of skin and bones.
With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Xu Feng discovered that the old man did not have a single wound on his body, nor any signs of being killed by the vampires.
It seemed as if the blood in her body had disappeared out of thin air.
The two searched everywhere in the house, including the large black wooden cabinet and the parchment scroll, but found nothing.
"I always feel that the person on this parchment scroll doesn't look like Han Shan," Han Mang frowned at Xu Feng after walking out of the house, "Han Shan used to be in a centurion team under my command."
"Could it be Hanshan's father?" Han Mang said to himself.
However, Xu Feng said nothing, and he could only sigh.
Nothing unusual was found, only the coldness that filled the room.
No one noticed that after the few people left the courtyard, the ancient sheepskin scroll on the wall of the house suddenly swayed slightly as if blown by the wind, and the person in the painting seemed to wave his sleeves, but there was no wind in the house.
Soon, the parchment fell silent, as if nothing had happened.
"Wuwuwu..." A silent sob floated gently in the night sky, without attracting anyone's attention.
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