The mountains and forests at night should not belong to humans, but it is also a world that, long ago, was carved out by a group of people with torches, creating a human world that belonged to all spirits.
The Woniu Mountain area is vast, ranging from a thousand miles or even further to a single mountain peak; for the people of Woniu Village, it is more of the latter.
"If this fire continues, some old demons deep in the mountains might not be able to resist coming out for a feast."
The sky is full of stars, and the ground is lit by firelight. Looking up at Woniu Mountain from the foot of the mountain, one can see many swaying orange spots in the dark ink, which look as eye-catching as the fireflies in decaying grass.
Dao Chengyi, riding on his black-scaled horse, looked at the scenery and chatted to pass the time.
"Wouldn't that be even better? More demons mean more achievements. It's quite conspicuous now, isn't it? Let's go take a look once the fire is out."
With her hair flowing over her shoulders, Mu Qinghong looked even more heroic as she mounted her horse, showing no concern whatsoever for the lives of the people on the mountain.
"After all, the old demon wouldn't fall into a trap so easily; the dynasty's extermination of demons was a thorough and decisive campaign."
Ten years of demon-slaying, since demons themselves are the best medicine for martial arts, it can be considered a good job that everyone does their best to do. However, since demons are born from fighting and devour people to nurture their spirits, martial artists have basically developed the wisdom to think. If they can't beat them, they will naturally hide.
But they're not stupid. If they really provoke the locals, they won't live long. So they only eat people sporadically each year. The most they do is build villages in the mountains, lure people to have children, and then eat them.
Mu Qinghong had no doubt that there were old demons in Woniu Mountain, but she wasn't afraid of those old demons coming out. She would only know if she could fight them after she had tried!
Dao Chengyi, however, thought the opposite. If a demon were to appear, he would immediately run away. He had had enough of being chased and killed once.
At the same time, his left eye was connected to the crow and the blood roc, giving him a panoramic view of everything on Woniu Mountain from a high altitude. In the map from that high altitude, the animals on the ground that had also been transplanted with the flesh and blood of Dao Chengyi began to move with their Gu worms.
This control is delayed and very inconvenient, but his mental and conscious processing is limited. It will be better once he further develops his brain and increases his conscious strength.
It was at this moment, at the place where Niu Shou died tragically, that hunter who had been lucky enough to be chosen by Dao Chengyi in the past once again sensed the place.
“I remember, I should have come from here.”
Human memory is flawed; repeated images tend to replace other memories. Faced with the threat of a black bear and death, the hunter didn't quite remember where he found the jade toad.
So he had no choice but to return to the place where Niu Shou died. However, this trip was not smooth, because other hunters were also there. While they talked about his good fortune, they were secretly extremely jealous of him.
Not only did they leave traces of destruction along the way, but they also followed him all the way, determined to see where he found the ruins. If he hadn't been caught by the Liao family, he would have run away with the silver long ago!
"Speaking of which, why didn't the Niu family and the Mou family send anyone? They're really cowards!"
The hunter cursed and swore, but dared not remove his mask, fearing that a fire in the forest might spot him and chase after him.
Seeing that the skeleton hadn't changed, the hunter adjusted his feet and direction, sometimes facing this way, sometimes facing that way, swaying unsteadily. It didn't seem like he was looking for something; rather, it seemed like he was drunk and throwing a tantrum.
Naturally, some people couldn't stand to see him like this, so in the darkness, sounds of panting and shouting, unlike those of humans, rang out, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects stepping on withered branches and fallen leaves.
The sound made the hunter stiffen. Holding the torch, he turned around abruptly and saw a large black bear with dark skin and green eyes emerge from the darkness.
"!!!"
Before he could even utter a sound, his body sprang into action, driven by muscle memory, abandoning the fire and fleeing into the distance without even knowing which way he was going.
"A demon! A bear demon! I've found it!"
It was only after he had been running away for a while that he belatedly shouted at the top of his lungs for the bear demon to appear, because there were not only ordinary people like them here, but also martial artists! Martial masters!
But the fleeing hunter didn't know that what was behind him wasn't some bear demon, as he watched the hunter run away and the fire that had fallen to the ground.
A hunter from Woniu Village crawled out of the black bear's den, cursing and stomping out the fire, fearing that a fire would burn the place down.
"You guys hurry and chase after that kid, see if you can find that ruin!"
The mountain must never be burned; if it is, something terrible will happen! This is a proverb that everyone in Woniu Village, India, has heard since childhood!
Strangely enough, the autumn forest, which was originally dry wood and raging fire, was quickly extinguished after encountering a fire, leaving not a single spark.
The other hunters, carrying the bear pelts, quickly gave chase. They were naturally disgusted that so many were dying or getting hurt while some young man had made a fortune!
They want to make money too!
Hunters are skilled at hunting, including humans, even if it's inconvenient to hunt at night, it's just right for a terrified person.
But as they moved forward, just as the hunter, who had just extinguished the fire, was about to follow, a giant claw descended from the unexplored night sky.
The hunter's head was like a watermelon with a hole in it, several large holes were torn open and blood was gushing out, and he died instantly.
The sharp claws carried the hunter to a tree. The bird resembled an eagle, with a dark blue head, oval wings, and sharp teeth in its beak. It pecked at the hunter's body, ripped open his belly, and sucked out his bloody intestines, biting one end and slurping them all into its mouth.
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