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Chapter 1407: Dark Moon and High Wind (I just finished beating the black bear spirit now...)

Duanmuhuai kept his word. After leaving the construction site, he went to the expropriation area and started investigating.

Regarding the situation in this area, Tezuka Renichi has also told Duanmu Huai that Yang Shen Town is divided into a new area and an old area, and the old area was the center a long time ago. The new area is an area that was renovated after entering modern times. The two sides are bounded by a river. Currently, most of the population of Yangchen Town lives in the new area, and there are less than 800 people left in the old area.

This is also the reason why it was chosen for development there.

Although he disapproved of the underworld's practice of forcibly expropriating other people's land, when Duanmu Huai arrived in the old area, he also felt that it might not be a good thing to just bulldoze the place...

Although there is a bridge connecting the new area to the old area, there are no roads for cars to travel in the old area, and the buildings here are also quite annoying. The house walls and thatched roofs are made of mud, and they look like the uncivilized indigenous people living in the mountains and forests. These houses are quite low, and some are even in a state of collapse. Narrow paths spread out like spider webs, and an unpleasant stench could be smelled.

Rather than calling this an old district, it would be more appropriate to call it a cesspit.

"Ugh...it smells so bad."

Mianmu Zuotiao directly showed an expression of disgust, and Duanmuhuai also nodded. The smell was like rotten vegetables that had been left in the market for several days, which was quite unpleasant.

According to Tezuka Renichi, no one has come into contact with people from the old district. People inside will never cross the bridge, and people from outside will never enter. Although the bridge is not closed, it is like an invisible door that completely separates modern times from ancient times. Even the lawless gang members seem to be so nervous about the atmosphere here that they dare not come here at all, let alone go in to look for trouble.

But before that, Duanmuhuai still had some things to determine.

He took out the envelope and photo that Tezuka Renichi gave him, stared at them, and then closed his eyes.

"Crack————!!!"

The next moment, the scene in front of Duanmu Huai suddenly changed, and a dilapidated shrine that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time appeared in front of him. In front of the shrine, a woman was tied to a chair, and beside her, dozens of villagers were surrounding her.

They were dressed quite strangely. It was obviously not winter yet, but everyone was wrapped up in thick clothes. He also wore a turban and hat on his head. And the faces of these villagers are equally strange - their faces are fat and thick, with dark pupils occupying three-quarters of the whites of their eyes, protruding front teeth protruding from their lips, and they are not wearing shoes, flat. The feet are covered with hair.

They just stared at Takayuki Mio, whispering as if they were talking about something. Then, several men walked out and came to Takayuki Mio.

"Quick, let me go!"

It should be said that she is worthy of being the daughter of the underworld. Even in the face of this situation, Takayuki Mio was not timid at all. She stared at the man angrily and shouted loudly.

"What on earth do you want to do? I can tell my dad...! He has money!"

However, these men completely ignored Takazuki Mio's words. They held her down, then picked up her right hand and placed it on the table. Although Takayuki Mio wanted to struggle, she was no match for these men. I could only watch helplessly as the other person held down his hand, and then one person raised the kitchen knife and raised it against the fixed little finger!

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

You can imagine how painful it is for a girl to cut off her little finger while she is alive. Mio Yingyue screamed and struggled wildly, but these people just held her hand and refused to let her move. Then, amidst Takazuki Mio's screams, two villagers came over. One picked up the severed little finger, and the other picked up the Polaroid photo, then put them together with a piece of letter paper and stuffed them into the envelope. .

They talked something in a low voice, but because the voice was too low and Mio Takazuki screamed, it was difficult to hear clearly. But soon, the man left the shrine. He walked through the dilapidated streets with the envelope to the post office on the other side, and then stuffed the letter into the mailbox...

Then Duanmu Huai opened his eyes.

"take a break."

"Um?"

Hearing Duanmuhuai's words, Mianmu Zuotiao looked at him curiously.

"We'll wait until night before we start."

As Duanmuhuai spoke, he looked at the weather forecast on his phone.

Tezuka Renichi's judgment was wrong. The shrine was not a shrine halfway up the mountain, but a shrine in an old area. However, the layout inside was the same, so it was mistaken. In other words, there is more than one shrine of the same kind here...

As for how to deal with it, Duanmu Huai has already decided.

Soon, night falls.

When Duanmuhuai opened his eyes, the cold night wind blew by, and the whole sky became dark. It was already late at night, and for such a small place deep in the mountains, naturally no one was out and about. The town was dark, with only the light of street lamps creating small dots on the road, which looked like the last traces of human civilization.

Duanmu Huai turned his head and looked at Mianmu Sanatori. At this moment, their car was parked in the parking lot, next to a small park. Mianmu Sanatori was sitting on the swing in the park, swinging back and forth, as if enjoying some interesting game. Seeing this scene, Duanmu Huai nodded, and then he got out of the car. As Duanmu Huai moved, the shadow behind him began to roll and boil, covering Duanmu Huai's body, and then turned into a dark, hard, steel power armor.

"Are you ready?"

Duanmu Huai strode to Mianmu Sanatori, who looked at the power armor on Duanmu Huai curiously, then jumped up and jumped off the swing, and then saw Mianmu Sanatori reaching out and patting the armor on Duanmu Huai's body.

"So interesting! Teacher! Are you going to wear this?"

"Of course, so are you ready?"

If it were someone else, Duanmu Huai might still consider whether to show off his set of equipment, but Mianmu Sanatori...it doesn't matter.

"Of course, Satori is ready."

"Very good."

Duanmu Huai nodded.

"Remember what I said, anyone who dares to stop us will be killed, leaving no one alive."

"I understand~~~ I hope we can cut something interesting this time..."

"Let's go."

Duanmu Huai glanced around again, then turned and walked towards the old district not far away. And Mianmu Satori also followed Duanmu Huai with the white wooden sword in his hand.

When the two stepped across the wooden bridge across the river, the last ray of light of human civilization disappeared. In front of Duanmu Huai was a dark, primitive, ancient ruin. Duanmu Huai turned on the searchlight on his helmet, and the light of civilization once again pierced the primitive darkness like a sharp blade, illuminating everything in front of him. The whole darkness squirmed and retreated from the pure white light, while Duanmu Huai continued to walk forward with the Thunder Hammer in his hand.

There was a dead silence all around, not even the sound of insects could be heard. Perhaps because of the cold night wind, the disgusting smell of decay had dissipated a lot. Duanmu Huai could feel that something was peeping at him from the depths of these dilapidated houses that looked like ruins, but he didn't care, because as a judge, Duanmu Huai came here to do only one thing.

Passing through the twisted path in the ruins and stepping on the slippery mud, Duanmu Huai came to the center of the old district, which was a small mound located in the center of the old district. The entire mound was covered with dense weeds, and under the light, it showed a dark green, disgusting color.

And in the middle of this hill, there was a cave, the door was locked at this moment, and the door was covered with vines and weeds.

"——————!"

At this moment, the originally dark surroundings suddenly lit up, Duanmu Huai looked up and saw people from all directions holding torches, surrounding himself and Mianmu Sanori.

Among these people were men and women, old and young. But their outfits were the same as what Duanmu Huai had seen in the time travel. Everyone was wearing thick clothes and wrapped themselves up. Wearing a turban, only a flat face was exposed. Without shoes, the deformed, fat feet were covered with hair.

"………………"

They whispered to each other, as if they were talking, but also as if they were saying nothing. Then, one of the hunchbacked old men stood out from the crowd with a cane.

"Stranger........."

His voice was hoarse and distorted, and it didn't sound like a human voice.

"This is not the place for you to come, leave here........."

"If you want us to leave, then you wouldn't let us in in the first place."

Duanmu Huai sneered at the old man's warning. He raised the war hammer in his hand and stared at the old man coldly.

"And I have already decided your ending."

"We just want to live a quiet life here...that's all......"

"I know, but unfortunately, you no longer have the qualifications, you filthy heretic bastards."

Duanmu Huai interrupted the old man.

"There is no need for heretics who believe in evil gods to survive in this world, and you will be completely destroyed along with the filth of your faith!"

The moment he saw the distorted appearance of these people through time travel, Duanmu Huai had already made a decision. Since he was the judge, these heretics who gave up their human identity and succumbed to the evil gods would obviously have only one end.

"…………………"

"How about showing your true face? Or do you still have a trace of human dignity until now, and feel that you can't see people with your ugly appearance?"

"…………………Foolish sacrifice………"

At this moment, the old man's voice also began to tremble.

"The power bestowed upon us by the great gods is beyond the comprehension of mortals like you! Cui Ye Ming Qi! The divine gifts we have received have already made us transcend the mundane world!"

Accompanied by the old man's roar, the villagers around him took off their clothes and ripped off their headscarves, revealing their original appearance.

It was a twisted deformity.

Their big eyes bulged under the firelight, their ears and feet were disproportionately large, and their bodies were covered with dark, thick hair. Their lips were split into three parts, and beast-like teeth could be seen from the twisted lips. Their legs were bent and they squatted on the ground.

Rabbits.

That's right, these people were like monsters formed by the fusion of rabbits and humans, but their appearance was not as cute as rabbits, but had become a disgusting, indescribable twisted form.

"………………!"

Mianmu Sanatori did not speak. She held the white wooden sword in her arms, staring at the deformed body in front of her, and her body trembled constantly. But that was not fear. Duanmu Huai could see the enthusiasm and excitement in her eyes, just like a child seeing a toy that he couldn't put down, and like coming to a bustling and lively playground. She couldn't wait to experience happiness here!

"Squeak--!!!"

At this moment, accompanied by the old man's rabbit-like scream, those people suddenly jumped up, jumped into the air, and pounced on Duanmu Huai and Mianmu Sanatori!