The smell on the paw prints was mixed with the smell of dust, but more of it was the stench of some kind of corpse that had decayed for a long time.
Wei He stood up and looked out towards the cliff beside the paw print.
There was a vast expanse of white mist.
"Has the true energy been completely replaced by the mist?" Wei He squinted his eyes, trying to see something from the mist, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything clearly.
Considering that he is now in the crowd, it is not easy to jump off the cliff directly. Otherwise, he would like to jump off the cliff to see what's going on on the other side.
After all, if you fully enter the real world, your body will disappear in reality.
With a tremor in his eyes, Wei He withdrew from the real world again.
The bustling scene of people coming and going was restored again, and the entire Dengxiantai, at this time, with the passage of time, more and more tourists.
Standing in the crowd, Wei He's tall body is obviously eye-catching.
He looked left and right, and there was someone setting up a stall in a corner on Dengxiantai at this time.
On the other side there are vendors selling snacks and sweet water. There are also people who carry small Buddha statues, Taoist gods, woodcarvings, etc., and start selling their goods wherever they meet.
Wei He glanced at the show performer from a distance. The performer was a middle-aged man with gray hair. With a young girl, she was talking to the people around her with her arms folded.
Looking from the direction of Wei He, everyone in sight, whether they are spectators or performers.
All skinny, sunken-cheeked, malnourished poses.
"Huh? This gentleman, are you here to find someone in Yuewu Mountain?" Suddenly a young male voice came from the side.
Wei He looked calmly, but saw a noble young man with short hair and black eyes standing behind him with a gentle smile on his face.
"How do you know I'm looking for someone?" Wei He asked slowly.
Just for a moment, he saw that the person in front of him was just an ordinary person.
However, this person is not very old, but his blood is the strongest among the people around him.
"Looking at Mr.'s body shape and height, he should not be a local, so I will take the liberty to ask." The young man was Zhong Ling who was delighted to see Liexin.
He heard what He Xiaoguang said about seeing a strong man before, so he paid more attention along the way.
Unexpectedly, when he came up the mountain, he really found the person He Xiaoguang mentioned.
Looking from a distance, he knew that the other party was definitely not a good looking guy just by looking at his figure.
So he intends to come forward to make friends.
"Do you know what happened to the legend of the Crow King here?" Wei He asked smoothly.
"The Crow King? I know this, it's an old story from Ningcheng. In the past, there have always been outsiders who disappeared from Yuewu Mountain every once in a while.
However, because it is a person passing by from other places, no one knows the origin, so it is often left alone. The Crow King is the legend that spread at that time. "
Zhong Ling briefly introduced.
"But speaking of it, there has been news recently that outsiders have started disappearing here again. I don't know what happened, and people from the police station in the city have also come out to investigate."
"Does the Crow King have any characteristics?" Wei He asked with a frown.
"Uh, isn't this just a legend? To be specific, I guess we have to take care of the old man." Zhong Ling hesitated.
He suddenly thought of another murder case that happened in the past few days. It seems that I am not so sure anymore.
"Okay, thank you." Wei He nodded his thanks. Turn around and go down the mountain.
Zhong Ling was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to be so resolute.
He hurriedly turned around to look, only to find that the man had disappeared into the crowd.
He looked around, but didn't find any trace of that person.
Going to ask other people around, they didn't see how Wei He left at all.
In desperation, Zhong Ling had no choice but to give up.
With He Xiaoguang and others, he quickly walked towards the direction of the entertainer on Dengxiantai.
He Xiaoguang and another follower squeezed away the spectators for him and went inside.
"Excuse me, is Master Hong Changqun here?" Zhong Ling walked to the side, clasped his fists and said loudly.
At this time, the performers were just in the middle of the break, and there was only a half-grown girl on the field, who was holding an iron basin, turning around all the way, asking for money.
Zhong Ling casually put a silver dollar in. One silver dollar can be exchanged for one hundred Wen, which can be said to be a bit heavy at this time.
"This girl." A gentle smile appeared on Zhong Ling's face, "May I ask if Master Hong Changqun is here?"
The girl looked up at him, and pointed to her mouth. then shakeOn the side of the city, there is a demon named Yun Si who occupies the land boundary.
"Little sister, I don't dare to compare myself with Minshan's old mother, but if my sister doesn't listen to my advice, if something happens in the future, don't blame my little sister for not reminding me in advance." The tone of the voice changed slightly.
The dull woman sneered and said nothing more.
Something happened? Eating a few humans who are like livestock, what else can happen?
It has been more than twenty years since they migrated to this land. No matter how chaotic massacres are made, it is still nothing.
If it wasn't for worrying about exhausting the lake and eating too many people at one go, resulting in population reduction and moving away, she would have eaten enough.
"You don't have to worry about my affairs. Why didn't you see you being so cautious in the early years? Could it be that you have changed your body and become less and less courageous?" the dull woman sneered.
"Sister This land is extremely vast, and there have been many unexplainable exaggerated records in the records left. Especially those who practice martial arts, there is a terrifying palm that can hit tens of thousands of catties of force." Qi and blood fighters. When you prey, you should try to be more careful"
Before the voice could finish speaking, the staid woman jumped up, and after a few strokes, she turned into a biting wind and disappeared in place.
After a long time, a long sigh slowly echoed in the valley.
By the small lake, a beautiful girl in a light yellow one-piece dress slowly emerged, looking at the direction in which the dull woman left, her brows were slightly frowned.
She is very clear that even if monsters like them have some mana, their strongest state is still their original form.
But even with their bodies, it is difficult to hit tens of thousands of catties with a single blow.
That can only be done by a few talented monsters of a few races.
"It's been so many years, are those records really just myths and legends?"
The girl gently grasped the braids on her chest, looking at the clear lake water in a daze.
She recalled the two paw prints she saw when she climbed to Sendai earlier.
The breath left in that paw print
For a while, I couldn't help but be stunned.
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A few days later.
At the gate of Ningcheng.
The bustling crowd of people in the morning poured into the street as the city gate opened.
In the crowd, two old and young men in dirty Taoist robes were carrying two baskets of mushroom shoots, preparing to go to the city to sell them for money.
"Old man, what are you bragging about every day? Thirty years ago, you practiced Qi and strengthened your body, and beat an elephant to death with one punch. The problem is that your old body can't even handle a hundred catties of mountain goods we Can people live a more realistic life and settle their food and clothing first?"
The young man carried a heavy load of mountain goods, walked with difficulty, sweating, and followed behind the old Taoist in front.
While walking, he was still thinking about it.
"You know what a fart, that is, in these years, the average life span of a person is too short, and they will die if they don't exceed thirty-five years. A whole generation of people in thirty years is almost dead. There are too few people who can remember that time, otherwise now .¡±
The old man wanted to say something, but thinking of the current situation, his voice stopped abruptly, he sighed, and said no more.
The young Taoist on the side shook his head.
"Speaking of which, in the city of Ningzhou, I don't know if there is any case that can subsidize the family."
Taoist priests, through the so-called so-called spells mastered by the old Taoists, they can occasionally rely on exorcising ghosts and catching demons to make a living.
That is to say, in this chaotic world, where human life is like nothing, and all the ghosts and ghosts emerge to cause trouble, only people like them have a bite to eat. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com