The area around the village was also the territory of the kasaya. The hungry brown bear could not hibernate successfully, so it appeared near the village in search of food, and had a conflict with the villagers at that time, and fled with injuries.

Bears are ferocious, treacherous and vengeful, and are far from being as adorable as they appear in the animation. A month later, when the villagers had gradually forgotten about the incident, Jiashaxuan launched his brutal and cruel revenge.

The others nodded: "Okay."

Ajin identified the direction and said, "Let's go this way." They couldn't just walk along the snow path that was created by the pioneers.

He had no handy tools on him, and the dagger he carried with him was placed under his pillow when he slept. Ah Jin peeled some dry tree bark with his hands on the road, which he could use to make fire when necessary. For some of the bark that was difficult to peel, he used Xiaoyu's pottery bowl to chisel into it and then peeled it off.

It’s true that the cursed object is very strong. Unfortunately, it can’t be used to blast the head of the cassock hanging down. It’s out of reach, so the best I can do is trim its toenails.

They walked through uncultivated land.

The woods are dense, the roads are difficult to walk on, and more dangerous. Ajin guessed that most of the psychics who came here for the first time would choose the snow trails. Brown bears chased the large bodies of humans, so the chance of encountering them here was relatively small.

Ah Jin walked in front and picked up a few branches to clear a path for everyone and keep their balance. They didn't dare to walk on the snowy road casually to avoid stepping on the traps set by hunters or accidentally falling.

[Why is he giving directions again? Could it be...?]

[It's impossible. This is a Japanese ghost story. I don't believe that the connections of this little golden retriever can be expanded to the island country! ]

[Why don’t they take the main road and run around in the wild area? If they get lost and don’t get down the mountain before dark, they will be asking for trouble.]

[It’s not good to walk on the snowy trail. Although it can help the supernatural to identify the direction and find the village, do you think that the kasaka-xuan doesn’t know? To it, the snowy trail is like a conveyor belt for conveyor belt sushi.]

[Ahhh, the psychic from the oil country encountered the cassock on the snowy trail! I take back my previous misunderstanding of the brown bear! Even a power-type psychic may not be able to defeat this weird bear! ]

Island country live broadcast room.

Several superpowers walked down the mountain with great vigor, their hands were also wrapped with cloth strips, "We can't hunt, the smell of blood will attract it, but the villagers at the foot of the mountain are already preparing for the winter, and the stored food must be sufficient. We can get food if we find them."

Suddenly, Koji Moriya's gaze focused and he saw something else appearing in the snow that was almost entirely black and white.

Not a bear.

Several people looked at each other, and when they got closer, they saw a head lying in the snow. The skull was bitten and blood was flowing down the beard. Only half of the face was intact, and the other half was unrecognizable and had been gnawed.

There were also two legs that had not been eaten, which were hastily buried in the snow for storage. No other body parts were found, so it was likely that they had been eaten.

Koji Moriya and others were filled with shock. The discovery of a corpse here proved that Kesakana had just been here and might not have gone far.

The island country's psychic who witnessed this scene swallowed his saliva.

"What's going on? Doesn't he only eat women and children?"

Moriya Koji said anxiously: "Let's go, let's go!"

As soon as these words fell, they heard a heavy sniffing sound.

Huff--huff--huff--

The voice came from behind.

…

The Siamese psychics had good luck both times, and they were also one of the surviving live broadcast rooms in "Peach Blossom Spring".

Their boat arrived at the port below the village, and they could see the village not far away. They decided to go to the village first to see if there were any clues.

This area is full of thatched houses, and the thatched roofs are covered with thick snow. The surroundings are extremely lonely, making the winter seem particularly long and cold.

There was a crackling fire in the hut, with scattered orange flames, and the bonfire could scare away most of the animals that approached.

The Siamese supernatural Pachai said: "This should be the temporary shelter for these villagers. The roofs here are covered with thatch and tree bark, which are easy to collect and build. The damage caused by earthquakes is relatively minor, and if there is an animal attack, it is easy for the house to be broken into."

Such a house cannot resist the invasion of the hanging robes.

They walked up to the simple thatched hut and faintly heard voices coming from inside. Pachai went forward and knocked on the door.

A vigilant voice came from inside: "Who?"

They revealed their identities, the clattering sound of wooden clogs approached, and the wooden door opened from the inside. With the light from the fire at the back, they could see a dozen people sitting in the room, both men and women, young and old.

The short man who opened the door was wearing a kimono and holding a hoe and other tools in his hands. Without waiting for them to say anything, he came straight over, put his face close to them and sniffed from time to time, as if trying to distinguish the smell of their bodies.

Pachai and others endured the discomfort and expressed their desire to stay. The night was about to come, and the more people there were, the safer it would be.

The man turned around and chatted with them for a few words, then shook his head and said, "This area has been plagued by beasts recently. We don't accept outsiders recently. Let's go down the mountain before it gets dark."

No matter how they requested, the villagers refused to accept them.

The villagers seemed to have no ill will towards them and gave them some dried salt sea fish that were easy to store. The wooden door slammed shut in front of them.

The Siamese superpowers looked at each other, their expressions suddenly became serious, and they quickly removed the cloth strips on the backs of their hands. The numbers on their hands changed three times.

Three more psychics were eliminated.

[It’s normal. These villagers don’t know if they have encountered bears in the mountains. If they touch something marked by a bear or stray into a bear’s territory, and if the bear sees them as prey and competitors, the whole village may suffer.]

[It’s getting dark, and we can’t go down the mountain any further.]

[The production team will not let you go down the mountain. You might die faster if you go down the mountain, and be caught and killed by the cassock.]

The sky gradually darkened, and other people with special abilities who had not encountered the cassock also came here, and they were also rejected.

There were already double-digit deaths among the superpowers. The most common causes were hypothermia or stepping on a trap, having their entire foot caught in a trap, losing too much blood, being decisively abandoned by their companions, and waiting in panic for the dark, tall figure.

The brown bear blocked all the light from behind. It was so big, as tall as a floor. It stared at the camera with its small eyes that were shining with brilliance and viciousness, revealing its yellow fangs.

The screen in the live broadcast room was filled with comments from human viewers such as “Run away” and “Ahhhh this is so scary” mixed with the hissing sounds of the monsters.

[Shh! Shh! I’m drooling! ]

[Wow, the meat of a mutant must be delicious! ]

[I’m so envious, this is a playground full of Buddhist robes! ]

[I sent my resume to Xincun TV City yesterday, hoping that I can be selected. Meat bought from the slaughterhouse is not as delicious as meat that is alive and kicking.]

One human netizen bravely asked, "What does human flesh taste like?" The second comment sent chills down the spine of the netizens.

[Human meat tastes tender and chewy, somewhere between lamb and pork, without any mutton smell, and has the taste of very high-end and expensive pork.]

This comment is a string of garbled IDs.

Proves that he is not a weird person, but a cannibal hiding in the crowd.