Tan Zigeng frowned. The news he had asked people to find out was that those people were settled here. He looked around and there were unloaded cages and some miscellaneous items in the manor.

He squatted down and found footprints on the ground. It was seen that someone had been walking around the village. Tan Zigeng was about to go and investigate again.

With a "clang" sound, Tan Zigeng couldn't help but feel trembling. He immediately hid behind the low wall not far away. Almost at the same time, the curtains of the house moved, and then a cat jumped out quickly.

Tan Zigeng breathed a sigh of relief.

The tabby cat ran a few steps and hurried down the corridor, as if it was uncomfortable on its paws. It bounced its paws hard, and then licked the wet hair on its paws with its tongue. The hair was red and it was stained with something.

Tan Zigeng's eyes suddenly stopped, and then he turned his head to see the room where the tabby cat ran out.

A gust of wind blew the dead leaves on the branches, and the sun gradually faded from the yard. The sky suddenly became darker. The curtain at the door of the house was blown, and the hair on the tabby cat was blown into a ball. It shrank its neck and then ran away quickly.

Tan Zigeng felt a chill inexplicably, and after a while he moved his foot towards the room.

Tan Zigeng stood at the door of the house, and no one came out of the village. He reached out and lifted the curtain in front of him, and then a strange smell came to his face.

That was a dead aura.

The burning ash in the brazier, wrapped in the heavy chill in the room, was soaked in the heavy blood and stench, and rushed into Tan Zigeng's nose.

Before Tan Zigeng could recover from this breathless smell, he was immediately stunned by everything in front of him.

Two people on the ground were lying in pools of blood, as if they had just died, and the blood was still flowing.

Tan Zigeng almost immediately pulled out a long knife from his waist. The murderer might still be here. Tan Zigeng looked up at the side room. If the murderer didn't have time to escape, he would definitely hide in the side room.

Tan Zigeng walked quickly to the side room. He had to pass by two dead people on the ground when he went to the side room. Tan Zigeng's boots were stained with blood. He took blood and took a step by step. Finally, he walked to the door of the side room? He lifted his knife and opened the curtain.

The side room was empty and there was no one in the room.

"ah……"

Tan Zigeng just breathed a sigh of relief? A scream came from outside? He immediately turned around and rushed out of the house.

Back in the yard, Tan Zigeng saw thick black smoke coming out of a room west of the village? The fire was also lit up in the smoke.

Something happened. Tan Zigeng subconsciously ran to the west, and hadn't arrived in front of the room yet? Suddenly a figure jumped out of the hall.

The man lifted the wooden stick in his hand and hit Tan Zigeng.

Tan Zigeng waved his knife to resist? He kicked the man in the body, and the man was kicked and fell out.

Tan Zigeng took a few quick steps to subdue the man to ask about the situation, but the man struggled to get up from the ground and beat Tan Zigeng with bare hands.

"Who are you..." Tan Zigeng said? "What happened in the village? Don't blame me for being polite if you don't stop."

But that man kept on.

With a "click" sound? The man's arm was twisted in dislocation, but he seemed to be in pain and kicked Tan Zigeng.

Tan Zigeng's skills in fisting and kicking were far above that person, but because of the man's desperate fighting style, he had no choice but to do anything for a moment.

Just as the two of them were entangled, another figure went around from behind Tan Zigeng, and saw the opportunity to pounce on Tan Zigeng? The sharp weapon in the man's hand was close to Tan Zigeng's neck.

Tan Zigeng frowned. Is these two men trying to kill him? He gritted his teeth and waved the long sword in his hand to force the people in front to retreat, so that he could use his kung fu to deal with the people behind him.

The moment the long sword was swung down? Tan Zigeng felt something was wrong? The person in front of him did not hide or avoid it? He came straight up. Tan Zigeng wanted to stop the momentum but it was too late. The long sword slashed straight on the man's neck.

Just as the blade slashed into the flesh and blood, blood gushed out, splashing on Tan Zigeng's face, in the blood mist. The man stared at Tan Zigeng with his eyes tightly, and then fell down straight.

Before Tan Zigeng could come to his senses, the person behind him roared and rushed up and hugged Tan Zigeng's waist firmly. Tan Zigeng was suddenly pushed to the ground with the man, and the two immediately rolled together.

After entanglement for a while, Tan Zigeng finally got the opportunity to kick the man away. Fortunately, the man did not catch up with him again. Tan Zigeng had just taken a breath when a gust of wind blew, and a chill came from his chest. Tan Zigeng lowered his head and saw a large piece of blood on his clothes.

The blood was not his. Tan Zigeng looked up in surprise at the person who was kicked away by him on the ground. The man had a small flying knife on his chest, and blood was flowing down his body.

Tan Zigeng touched his arm in surprise. The Ji Kuo on his arm was opened at some point. The flying knife flew out of the Ji Kuo and stabbed the man in the chest.

Tan Zigeng couldn't believe the scene in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he actually killed two people. One was dead, and the other was stabbed in the chest, probably not even survived.

Before Tan Zigeng could check the man's injuries, a burst of rapid footsteps came. Tan Zigeng looked in the sound. An old man with blood ran forward desperately, running and shouting: "Come, killing... Come on..."

Tan Zigeng looked at the fire burning in the west courtyard, looked at the old man and got up to chase the old man.

The old man's legs are not smooth on his usual pace, but now he sees so many dead people, he is so scared that he is so scared that he runs two steps and falls heavily to the ground.

At this time, Tan Zigeng arrived in front of the old man and reached out to pull the old man on the ground.

"It's best not to move Mr. Tan."

Tan Zigeng raised his head and looked in the sound. A familiar face came into his eyes. Tan Zigeng subconsciously wiped away the blood stains on his eyes with his sleeve, hoping to make himself see more clearly.

Tan Zigeng said: "Mr. Wei, why are you... here?"

Wei Yuanchen said lightly: "In the current situation, President Tan shouldn't ask me, I should ask President Tan, what did President Tan do in this farm?"

Tan Zigeng looked down at himself. His short brown body was covered with blood, and his hands were soaked in blood. He looked embarrassed.

Before Tan Zigeng could speak, the old man next to him shouted to Wei Yuanchen: "The people in the village... are all dead... are all dead."

When Tan Zigeng heard this, he immediately realized what was going on. He immediately defended: "I don't know what happened in the village. I just came to this village and was about to check the situation in the village. Who knew... Someone rushed out and wanted to kill me. I injured them by mistake in order to protect myself."

Wei Yuanchen looked at the village. The fire was getting bigger and bigger. Zhang Tong invited the farmers around him to put out the fire, but even if the fire was put out, the things in the house would have to be burned.

"This fire has nothing to do with me," Tan Zigeng said anxiously, "I don't know..."
Chapter completed!