Ren Heming rushed over Dong Zheng. The bear did not notice the danger from behind. He stared at the trembling girl in front of him. So when the Xiuchun Knife stabbed into its neck, the bear could only turn around in a hurry and swung his palm at Ren Heming!

Ren Heming jumped away barely, and blood gushed out of the knife. At the same time, Dong Zheng walked around behind Xiong. He wrapped his hands in cloth, grabbed the wrist of the girl who fell to the ground, and whispered: "Get up!"

The girl was stumbled and pulled to safety by him. Dong Zheng did not dare to hug her. When the other party was likely to suffer from a plague, he should not have any physical or verbal contact with the girl.

After settling the girl in the open space, Dong Zheng immediately turned around to help Ren Heming. The bear was stabbed in the neck, but it was not fatal. Ren Heming was fighting with him, and it didn't seem to be able to solve it easily.

In a flash, the kernel calculated all the measures that the bear might have in the future. In the yellow phantom, Dong Zheng captured the one with the highest probability. He seized the position and stabbed him, hitting the brown bear's chin.

The sharp embroidered spring knife pierced through the bear's jaw and neck one after another, directly destroying its brain. The brown bear's body paused in the air for a moment, and the dull snoring sound of blood bubbles blowing out from his throat, and his heavy body fell to the ground with a bang.

Ren Heming panted and took back the blood-stained knife from the scabbard. He turned to look at the girl rescued by Dong Zheng and whispered: "She is sick, isn't she?"

Dong Zheng nodded, and he glanced at Ren Heming at the cloth holding his hand: "I have taken some protection, there should be no big problem."

Ren Heming came to the girl, but the girl was still in shock. Facing the two who were completely unfamiliar, she shrank in fear.

She was obviously a big cannibal. Ren Heming squatted in front of her, his eyes flashed over the coin-sized ulcer on her arm, and said something in Persian.

The girl replied softly and she was very quiet and could hardly hear it.

Ren Heming spoke to her like this, and Dong Zheng didn't understand what the two said at all. In fact, he was a little surprised that Ren Heming actually knew Persian. There seemed to be many secrets he had not figured out in this senior brother whom he learned from Maoshan.

The conversation lasted for five or six minutes. Finally, Ren Heming nodded. He did not touch the girl and said to Dong Zheng: "A plague broke out in the village where she is. In order to drive away the plague, the villagers wanted to sacrifice her to the devil. But it seemed that the team that sent her up the mountain encountered some things, so she ran away while the matter was running away."

"We can't take her with us, let alone she is sick." Ren Heming sighed. The meaning behind his words was obvious. Since the girls were already sick, they would undoubtedly die. Then they might as well send her back to the village and back to their families.

Ren Heming was right. They took the girl back to their original place and went to find traces of the village - they had to find a place to settle the poor child.

The girl was sick, and neither dared to touch her too much, but if the girl who didn't even have shoes walked with them, she would definitely not be able to keep up with her speed. Ren Heming thought about it repeatedly and could only let the girl sit on his horse's back. He and Dong Zheng held the horse and walked slowly through the forest. Dong Zheng walked in front, using the embroidered spring knife to open the way, and chatted with Ren Heming from time to time.

The sun gradually sets westward, and they are lucky. After walking for a while, they find a deserted temple. Dong Zheng and Ren Heming are also a little tired. In addition, they take the little girl and decide to take a break for a while.

The temple has been abandoned for a long time. The statue was covered with thick gray and almost couldn't see the shape of the statue clearly. The candles on the tribute platform were scattered. The temple was so broken that the air was leaking from the walls, but it was better to have a roof than sleeping in the wild. Dong Zheng brought some hay to the ground, sat on it with Ren Heming, resting with his back against the pillar.

The girl seemed to know that she could not get too close to the ground when she was sick, so she stayed quietly aside from afar. Dong Zheng and Ren Heming whispered, about the girl's life experience and the plague that suddenly killed the entire convoy.

Suddenly, Dong Zheng suddenly heard an unusual sound, as if something was crawling quickly on the ground, his hard feet swept across the land, making a rustling sound.

He supported himself and looked out, and the rustling sounded quickly, moving from one place to another.

Ren Heming also heard the strange and strange sound. He and Dong Zheng looked at each other. The two stood up tacitly at the same time, signaling the girl not to speak and not to move around. They brought the embroidered spring sword and gradually approached in the direction where the sound was.

They walked out of the ruined temple, but the sound suddenly disappeared.

The leaves sway in the wind, and everything looks so normal.

Ren Heming:?

No! Dong Zheng shouted inwardly and immediately turned around and ran back to the temple. The place where the girl was originally staying was empty.

Ren Heming frowned. He saw half of the adult footprints on the ground next to him, and said, "Someone took her away?"

"Obviously." Dong Zheng took a deep breath and said to Ren Heming, "There is probably a lot of things on this girl that we haven't figured out."

Dong Zheng: "Is it possible that the villagers who were responsible for offering sacrifices to her came here?"

Ren Heming: "It is possible, what should we do now?"

Dong Zheng thought for a while and said:

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