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The small village was eerily quiet.

At first glance, Gu Qiqi felt something was wrong!

Sure enough, just a few steps into the village, a strong smell of blood hit my face!

Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes focused on Gong Jue and Wu Er, anxiously seeking the opinions of the bosses.

At this time, the emotion in Gong Jue's eyes was a bit more solemn than the others.

Because others may not have personally experienced this bloody scene in a civilian village, but he has actually experienced it!

The past events of the massacre of the village more than ten years ago suddenly came to mind, and the lingering shadow of Earl Hef's childhood also followed him, entangled like a tarsal maggot.

However, Gong Jue is Gong Jue after all. Although this dark and negative emotion lingers, he can still control it well with his strong willpower and speak calmly and calmly: "To Hanbei" Deep in the mountains, this is the only way. You can only pass through this village!"

Wu Er was completely convinced of his decision and waved his hand: "Whatever the fourth master tells you to do, let's go! It's just a small village, how can there be ghosts biting people? Wait, keep the little girl in the middle."

The little witch doctor is considered to have a conscience!

Gu Qiqi glanced at Wu Er lightly.

Looking at Gong Jue again, the man still covered his head and face with a thick hood, and did not show too much verbal attention to her, but his pace had slowed down quietly, and the distance between his body and her was visible to the naked eye. The ground gradually drew closer, guarding her side silently.

Gu Qiqi curled her lips and stabbed Gong Jue countless times in her heart.

Damn arrogant!

You're so arrogant, will you die if you confess to me? can you!

It's a pity that Gong Jue couldn't hear her inner complaints, otherwise, the man's weathered and cold face would definitely have cracks in embarrassment...

Everyone approached the village despite the strong smell of blood.

When they approached the first private house, they all froze!

On the broken wooden steps at the door of the room, a middle-aged man fell headfirst to the ground. His body was stained with blood, his stomach was cut with a long wound, and his eyes bulged like explosions.

Obviously, he has been dead for a long time.

But he was very unwilling to die and refused to die in peace.

Everyone was sighing, wondering who this middle-aged man had provoked, to end up with such a tragic death in such a remote mountain village.

Is this where the smell of blood comes from?

However.

Keep going.

At the door of the next house, two elderly couples were standing together.

He was lying on his back, and the sharp knife mark was scratched from his forehead to his chin. It could be said that it was a direct cut on his face.

The gray hair on his head was actually dyed red by the blood!

Everyone was shocked!

The middle-aged man in front of him might have been killed by someone.

So who did this pair of seventy-year-olds offend, so that even at such an age, they themselves could not live long, and they had to be killed so cruelly?

Everyone's footsteps became heavier and heavier.

As we walked all the way, we saw that this small village contained only a few dozen houses, but there were corpses strewn in front of every house. The shapes of the corpses and the ways of death were all kinds of strange, but without exception, they were all very cruel and violent.

No wonder the whole village smelled strongly of blood.

Until everyone came to the last villager's house.

All the cruel scenes before have been brought to a new level again! ! !

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