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After everyone finished lunch, they immediately set off for Zhuyuan Village.

On the way, Zhang Ping asked curiously: "Zhu Zhu, you didn't seem surprised at all just now that we came to hunt the mourning bird. Has anyone come here before?"

"Well, there has always been a legend in our village that whenever the mourning bird appears, warriors will come to kill the mourning bird. It is said that my grandfather once encountered warriors who hunted the mourning bird." Zhu Zhu He nodded.

Zhang Ping felt something was wrong after hearing this. Why is it that whenever the mourning bird appears, there must be a warrior?

Could it be the other way around?

For example, because warriors came to hunt the mourning birds, there were mourning birds!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ping felt a little uncomfortable. Could it be that in order to test them, some kind of mysterious power released the mourning bird?

"Mr. Situ, are the tasks in every special scene the same?" Zhang Ping thought for a while and asked.

Situ Shibai replied: "Well, the tasks in each scene are fixed tasks. When I came here, I also hunted the mourning bird, but there was no Zhuyuan Village at that time."

"Wait a minute, what's going on in Zhuyuan Village?" Zhang Ping asked in surprise.

Situ Shibai thought for a while and guessed: "Maybe some people after me entered the rainforest, and then... simply thrived here."

"Then there should be awakened people among the people in Zhuyuan Village?" Zhang Ping asked doubtfully.

Situ Shibai did not answer because he did not know the answer to this question.

A few minutes later, everyone arrived at Zhuyuan Village.

The houses in Zhuyuan Village are all standing on trees. After generations of expansion, they have become a large group of connected buildings that look like fungus growing on the trunk of a giant tree.

"Zhu Zhu, which room does the mourning bird live in?"

Looking at the densely packed houses in the trees, Zhang Ping asked.

Zhu Zhu pointed to the house closest to the edge. Zhang Ping and others looked over, but did not see the mourning bird.

"I'll go up and take a look first."

Zhang Ping thought for a while and said.

However, Lu Han objected: "Wait, I'll do it."

They were the only two people present who could fly and could go up quietly.

Lu Han knew very well how important Zhang Ping was, so he naturally did not allow Zhang Ping to get involved in danger easily. Even if he was to die, he should die first.

After saying that, he didn't give Zhang Ping a chance to object, and flew directly towards the house where the mourning bird lived with his flying sword.

"Ah ah ah

Ah! "

About half a minute later, a sharp scream suddenly came from the house.

Everyone except Zhang Ping covered their heads in pain. Zhang Ping quickly put Little Theron into the Chu Deed, and then flew towards the tree tower surrounded by the mist.

When he came up, he saw Lu Han rolling on the ground, while a woman spread her hands and made a sharp scream.

There is another face under this woman's face, and the two faces actually overlap, but one is young and the other is old.

Zhang Ping quickly went around behind it and slashed its neck hard with his knife. The screams suddenly stopped.

"Huhuhu..."

For the rest of his life, Lu Han was sweating profusely. He collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Zhang Ping stepped forward and asked, "Senior Lu Han, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. The sound just now was not a sonic attack, but a mental attack. Just rest for a while." Lu Han replied.

Zhang Ping said in surprise: "So this is a spiritual attack!"

"Zhang Ping, although your main attribute is spirit, don't you also have physical strength? How come your mental defense is higher than mine?" Lu Han reacted belatedly and asked with a surprised look on his face.

Zhang Ping said with a smile: "Maybe it's because I'm a bit nervous."

In fact, after purifying countless undead, his mental toughness has reached an inhuman level.

It is estimated that he is completely immune to all mental attacks below the king level.

Even though he took care of the Ai Po Bird neatly and neatly, it wasn't that the Ai Po Bird was too weak, but that he was too strong.

And his mental power is more 'valuable' than before.

If mental power can be quantified, then one point of his mental power can be regarded as ten points of flowers, which is equivalent to a tenfold increase in mental power.

"Forget it, since we have hunted the mourning bird, let's go back." Seeing that Zhang Ping was unwilling to say anything or force him, Lu Han glanced at the unconscious mourning bird, stood up with difficulty, and said.

"good!"

Zhang Ping was also worried about the others below, so he responded, grabbed the mourning bird and flew out of the room.

After coming down from the tree tower, he placed the mourning bird on the ground. When he saw everyone getting up from the ground and resting against the big tree, he stepped forward and asked with concern: "Is everyone okay?"

"It's a bit like the feeling after a hangover." Bai De replied, rubbing his temples.

Cheng Xuejie replied miserably: "I feel like my brain was hit hard with a big hammer more than ten times."

"I feel like I'm being taken advantage of

Small needles pricked my head many times. "Feng Laixian said in surprise when he saw that everyone had different feelings.

Liu Sishan's face was only slightly pale, and she said calmly: "This is a mental attack. Because everyone's mental strength is different, the feeling is also different."

"This little guy is the worst." Zhang Shouzhong looked at Zhu Zhu.

Only then did Zhang Ping realize that Zhu Zhu was leaning against the big tree and was actually still in a coma and had not woken up at all.

"Then you guys take a rest first and I'll go see if there are any other survivors in the village." Zhang Ping thought of the villagers in Zhuyuan Village and said.

Liu Sishan stood up and said, "I'll go with you."

"Is it okay?" Zhang Ping asked with concern.

Liu Sishan nodded and said, "Well, my mental defense is relatively high. I'll be fine if I take it easy."

"Let's go then." Zhang Ping smiled.

This time the two climbed up the tree tower along the rope ladder.

They checked room by room. In some rooms, there was a mummy left, and in some rooms there was no one. After checking, both of them frowned.

"There is not even a single survivor. This mourning bird deserves to die." Zhang Ping said angrily.

Liu Sishan was a little puzzled and said: "Have you noticed that basically all the deceased here are men, with only a few women, and none of the children."

"Yes, it's impossible that Zhu Zhu is the only child in the entire Zhuyuan Village." Zhang Ping reacted, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that something was wrong.

He thought for a while and guessed: "Could it be that he noticed the mourning bird like Zhu Zhu and ran away?"

"It's hard to say, let's see again." Liu Sishan said, but obviously she didn't agree with Zhang Ping's guess.

Zhang Ping also felt that he had thought things too well. With so many people escaping, the mourning bird would definitely chase them, so the possibility of escaping was very low.

The two walked around a few more times and finally determined that at least half of the people were not here.

The traces of these people’s lives cannot be faked.

Liu Sishan walked out of the house and said calmly: "When Zhu Zhu wakes up, maybe I can ask something, let's go."

"Um."

Zhang Ping nodded heavily.

He really hoped that those missing people were still alive, but judging from the current situation, those missing people were probably in danger.

Going down to the ground, Zhang Ping used the identification technique directly on the mourning bird and obtained various information about the mourning bird.

He didn't expect that this mourning bird was actually a male!