Lanke Chess Edge

On such a rainy night, the dozen or so quacks did not examine the robber's body too carefully, assuming that they should have been killed by themselves.

As for why there were no wounded, the wounded had already been taken away, and the rest were all dead.

The fight before was too chaotic, and naturally these dozen or so gangsters didn't know how many people they had injured or killed. This kind of mechanical fight can easily give people the illusion that they are alone. Killed a lot.

After a few people here rummaged for a while and found something that felt useful, the companion over there also temporarily adjusted their breath and regained a little strength.

"Let's leave quickly. Although those bandits were repulsed by us, I don't know if they will come again!"

"Yes, quickly find a safe shelter, some wounds need to be treated."

Under the instigation of the leading turbaned man, everyone got up one after another, and then he patted the bandit's back and said coldly.

"Go, point to the direction."

"Yes, yes, in the east-west direction, you should follow the old forest road down the slope of the forest over there."

The dozen or so people were warriors anyway, and although they were not in good condition, their hands and feet were still fast after recovering for a while, walking through the forest and uphill in the mud, their speed would not be slower than those robbers carrying two people on one horse.

The heavy rain is still "crashing..." and the muddy rainy night brings a lot of inconvenience to everyone and consumes more energy.

After a while, the bandit Bazi led the crowd to find the old forest road, wiped his face and pointed to the front.

"Several heroes, this is the place. There are few people walking on this old road, and you can go to that deserted village all the way."

The man in the turban looked at it and said nothing. After a greeting, the group of people picked up their agility and hurried on their way. Their speed increased a lot when they had a way to go.

The village that Bazi was talking about was exactly the deserted village where Ji Yuan and that small group of people lived.

The distance of seven or eight miles is actually not too far, and soon everyone has reached the vicinity of the deserted village. When they got here, the leading man stopped suddenly.

"Everyone stop, the front is approaching, but there is fire!"

Sure enough, when everyone looked around, they could vaguely see the fire in the deserted village in the distance.

"Is there anyone there?"

"Could it be that this bastard led us into the bandit den?"

A man picked up the gangster who was shivering from the cold.

"No, no, I'm wronged! That village has long been abandoned, the surroundings are deserted, and there is no danger to defend. How could it be our village? Maybe someone happened to pass by and rest there!"

"Okay, he's right, the fire is too weak, it doesn't look like a group of robbers, let's go and have a look first."

. . .

In the deserted village, Ji Yuan had already heard the commotion outside, and learned from "what he saw in his heart" that there were a total of sixteen people who came, both men and women. Although there were some people who needed help, most of them walked vigorously. .

When those people entered the village, the movement they brought also alarmed seven or eight people in the mansion. Han Ming and the two young men walked to the door nervously, and saw that Ji Yuan had stood up and looked outside.

"Mr. Ji, is there another person outside?"

"Well, there are some Jianghu people here. They should have just fought with them, and many of them were bloody and wounded."

Han Ming and his companions looked at some people approaching from the village head, and couldn't help but look at Ji Yuan again when they were nervous.

"How does sir know they are wounded?"

Ji Yuan pointed to his nose.

"I have a very good nose, and I can smell the blood of myself and others on them."

This nose is also very good, right? And the smell of blood can tell the difference between others and yourself? But now is not the time to think about such things, Han Ming and the others are all focused on the visitor.

In the line of sight, a dozen or so figures could be vaguely seen coming in from outside the village, and they obviously went straight to this side, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

"These people will definitely come here, and they cannot be avoided."

As those people got closer and closer, after Ji Yuan explained this to Han Ming, he took the lead in speaking loudly towards the outside.

"Are you guys looking for a place to stay? There is only one big house near this barren village that is still intact, and there is still a lot of dry firewood here. If you don't mind, come and squeeze."

Having said this, Ji Yuan said to Han Ming again.

"Mr. Han, please take the two horses to the broken house for the time being. There is enough to tie the horses there. After all, this house is unowned. The other party is not in good condition. We should also provide some necessities. help."

Regarding Ji Yuan's arbitrariness, although Han Ming complained in his heart, but thinking about how they came here by themselves, and there were more people outside, it was best to avoid conflicts, so he didn't say anything, and assigned a person to lead the horse.

"Xiao Jiu, take the horse out." "Hey!"

Ji Yuan spoke directly, first to help these people save time and alleviate possible embarrassment, and second, he had already smelled a trace of the strange smell on these people, and wanted to know the situation.

The warriors outside heard what Ji Yuan said, and after discussing with each other in low voices, they headed towards the big house with the same route.

The turbaned man was still walking ahead, and he clapped his hands in thanks before he got close.

"Thank you sir for your help, I just need some repairs!"

While speaking, the man stepped across the open space in the front yard to the front of the house in a few steps.

This is a room about the size of an ancestral hall. Looking into the room, there are two fires inside.

There is a group of people around the inner part, big and small, men and women.

There were three people standing outside, one looked like Mr. Sven, who was the one who invited them just now, the other two saw the knife in the man's hand, arched their hands and went inside, the kind of face The change of fear shown on the clothes is also obvious, there are still people tying horses in the house outside, and the man with the turban knows that it has just been pulled out, obviously to make room for them.

The more this is the case, the more sure the man in the turban is that these are ordinary people. The gentleman who looks like a scholar outside shows no fear, but he definitely doesn't look like he has evil intentions.

Neither Ji Yuan nor those inside seemed to know martial arts, which made the hooded man heave a sigh of relief.

"You're welcome. Difficulties are inevitable when you go out. Ji also hopes that someone will lend a helping hand when he needs help."

Ji Yuan looked at the notched knife in the man's hand, and simply returned the gift, deliberately moving his stool away.

The turbaned man nodded, and quickly turned back to his companions who were waiting outside.

"It's safe over there. The people inside should be ordinary people with good hearts. Be careful, everyone, don't disturb them!"

"Huh... that's good!" "Well, I can finally take a rest..."

"Let's go, go faster, it would be better if you can drink some hot water!"

The companions who were a little farther outside all let out a sigh of relief, and everyone greeted each other, and rushed to the mansion one after another.

The clothes of more than a dozen people were completely wet. When they entered the house, the sound of "tick-tick-tick" dripped continuously, and they looked extremely embarrassed.

After careful observation, Han Ming and others saw that many people were red, and even they could smell the bloody smell of their buttocks.

This room is indeed not small. If the two horses were still there, it might be too crowded. Now that the horses are taken away, although it is not spacious, it does not feel cramped.

After a brief exchange with the people in the same room, the three waves of people settled down peacefully for the time being.

Considering that there might not be enough firewood, the third pile of fire was not lit. Instead, the fire in the corner of Ji Yuan's pile was moved away, so that most of the dozen or so people could burn it.

Now that the conditions are not allowed, everyone can't take off their clothes and dry them, so they can only remove their coats temporarily and treat the wounds.

The simple conversation and understanding made everyone feel less nervous at the beginning.

The man in the turban is called Huang Zhixian. While wringing out his coat, he told Ji Yuan, Han Ming and the others how they fought with the gangsters before, and Han Ming and the others gasped and exclaimed from time to time.

Ji Yuan was sitting in the outer corner, and when he heard the robbers retreating and dragged down a person in a panic, he finally spoke.

"You heroes are naturally very brave, but I'm afraid there are other reasons for those bandits to retreat."

What Ji Yuan said also attracted the attention of those quacks, but no one immediately refuted it. On the contrary, Huang Zhixian, who had already recollected it at this moment, also quite agreed.

"To be honest, looking back at this moment, it's really a bit strange. Mr. Ji heard something wrong?"

Ji Yuan looked at the obviously reserved Bazi who was detained in the corner.

"It should have encountered something unclean, and those strong men had to retreat in fright, and even dragged down their companions in a hurry."

"Unclean things? Do you mean... there are ghosts?"

Huang Zhixian asked subconsciously.

Everyone else's attention was also on Ji Yuan's side, even Han Ming's side. After all, the word "ghost" is too sensitive in this kind of place.

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"It's not necessarily a ghost, but it's something very evil. To tell you the truth, Ji has a special sense of smell, and I just smelled a strange smell on you."

Hearing this, someone in the crowd asked.

"What strange smell? Bloody smell?"

"No, there are many kinds of qi, and their tastes are different. Ordinary people have human and yang qi, ghosts have yin and ghost qi, and even monsters also have yin and ghost qi. The ones you have come across are not included in this list."

After Ji Yuan explained, his face revealed a thoughtful look.

"But since this thing didn't follow you, it must have gone to the bandit's village with those gangsters, so it's better for you to attack..."

Ji Yuan was a little talking to himself, and swept across the warriors again.

"Could it be possible, do you think you can't satisfy your appetite?"

Hearing these words, everyone was a little horrified, even a dozen or so warriors felt their scalps tingling, their clothes were already wet, and at this moment they felt cold even when they were roasting by a fire.

"No, this thing is very evil, I can't let it go, heroes, I have to take this gangster out for a while?"

Huang Zhixian was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized something.

"Sir, are you going to the gangster's village?"

Ji Yuan nodded.

"That's right, Ji has seen quite a few evil spirits, but today this thing is special. The culprit deserves to die, but he can't let the evil thing become a thing! It is good at hiding, if you encounter it today and don't get rid of it, you may miss the opportunity .”

While speaking, Ji Yuan had passed several people to the side of the gangster, and grabbed his hand.

"No, no no! I, I don't want to go..."

"Come with me, I'll keep you safe."

Ji Yuan looked slender and not big, but his strength made the gangster unable to break free, so he was dragged to the door.

At the door, Ji Yuan paused, thought for a while, took out a piece of yellow paper and handed it to Huang Zhixian.

"This thing is for your self-defense for the time being. There may not be only one evil thing. I have already cast a spell. Remember, if something goes wrong, bite your finger and use the blood spot as a guide, and call 'the warrior is called' !"

"Well……"

"Remember it?"

Huang Zhixian was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously answered.

"take note of it……"

"Okay, I'll be back before dawn."

After Ji Yuan said this, he picked up the gangster and stepped out of the house in one step.

"Ah... I don't want to go..."

A group of warriors actually still hadn't reacted, seeing that Ji Yuan really went out with someone in his arms, they all felt a little ridiculous.

When Huang Zhixian and a few people around him looked out, they couldn't see anyone nearby. Looking further away, they clearly saw a figure already far away at the entrance of the village. The moving state seemed to be walking, but it was quickly moving away.

"Goo..."

Huang Zhixian swallowed, and looked at the thing in his hand seriously. It was a paper figure cut from a thin piece of yellow paper.