"The mute bag on this guy is still there, the gold teeth are still in his mouth. The most important thing is the two sapphire rings on his finger. This is a good thing. If it is a robbery, I can hardly believe that the thieves would leave all these spoils in the woods, because it is obviously a while since these corpses died." Yang made such a reason after checking the corpse at her feet.

"Can it be because those thieves died here too? After all, we have just killed a lot of undeads." As an unfit person in the night war, Paladin Jin Shanshan appeared as a logistics staff member this time. He put down the big bag he carried and asked.

"It is true that there is such a possibility. Maybe they have escaped. Gaga is looking for their footprints, but it still has no results." Gaga, who is in human form, is holding a nail hammer with the light of heaven attached to it. For the undead, the light of heaven cast by the grassland elves is much more terrifying than the sun's light.

"Gaga, be careful. Even those thieves have come before, they can't find the footprints of those guys now. Judging from the bodies, these merchants have been dead for at least two days. The footprints and traces are unlikely to be retained for two days... And the night is too dark, I suggest you don't run too far." Yang said to Gaga.

Then Mo Qingyu glanced at Jin Shanshan: "A Guang, go and look at that little guy and cover her."

"No problem!" After the golden shining paladin said that, he took the shield and sword from his luggage and added the effect of a sacred weapon to his long sword. The paladin trotted to Gaga's side and began to protect her in an endless step.

"There is a druid, and our team's reconnaissance ability suddenly became high-end." As a musketeer, Lao Baimei held the musket and sighed: "Kitten, you once again brought us surprises."

"Gaga is a great druid. I'm very happy to be able to get her recognition." Marceau watched the little girl walk around the woods. From time to time, he stopped in the newly arrived area and began to identify something.

"I don't feel like a thief killed them. I checked the bodies of several merchants. They did have knife wounds on their bodies, but there was no bleeding around the wound. Because it was this guy..." Mingmei's greeting made everyone surrounded her. She pulled away the clothes on the body, and there was a long sword wound in the center of her swollen belly. However, there was no blood on the clothes.

"It's so strange... Wait a minute, Annie, give me the rubber gloves and surgical kit." Yang knelt to Mingmei's side.

Anne quickly brought what her sister needed, and Youjiu also took out her tools. The three girls put on gloves and began to dissect the corpse. Cardolli, who had picked up the corpse, saw that the girls were cutting their skin without any problems, but when Yang took out the stomach of the deceased, the guy finally couldn't help it and ran aside and started vomiting.

"It's strange that there is nothing in the stomach," Yang looked at Mingmei's incision of the stomach, then turned his head to look at Youjiu: "How is the situation in the intestines."

"There is something at the bottom of the intestine. It's a lot of it. The time for death should be from the second half of the night to the early morning." Youjiu threw away the intestine in his hand, then got up and took out the completely shriveled liver from the abdomen of the deceased: "Is this the liver? I have read a lot of books, but I have never seen a organ of a creature's hematopoietic organ that has decayed like this."

"I saw a wound on my neck. Akimi, let's see what kind of wound it is." Marceau stood at a good location, and you could see the wound on the neck wrapped in a scarf.

Marceau's instructions asked Mingmei to pull away the scarf, so two independent round wounds appeared in front of the girls.

"Vampire, I really didn't expect that these guys were killed by living people and the undead in the first time of opening up." Marceau wiped the tip of his nose, and Mingmei wiped the bitten wound with her fingers: "The wound is more natural. It does look like a vampire, but I heard that vampires from other planes have entered the main plane, so I don't know which vampires it is."

Vampires cannot be considered as representatives of handsome men and beauties in the Ayarok continent. Although they are also human-shaped, their red eyes, exposed fangs and appearance that are different from ordinary people (never beautiful) are enough to keep any beauty from dying without a burial place.

"Well... it's possible that the vampires sucked their blood dry and then pretended to be an ordinary murder scene... After all, the kind camp is mainstream on the east side of this continent. If they don't want to be abused into dogs by a slaughter group composed of witchers and priests, this is also a necessary means." Marceau squatted down and flipped over another corpse, and successfully found traces of being sucked on the guy's neck.

"Very good, we came to fight against the thieves, but a bunch of ghosts broke out on the way. Now the autopsy results tell us that vampires are the real murderer... Oh, my god, today's plot is really a turnaround." Jin Shanshan's Paladin sighed loudly while following Gaga.

"Trouble always comes uninvited, dear Mr. Paladin." Yan finally spoke at this time. Unlike the cat sisters who had just started watching and eating dried fish, Yan was holding a musket in her hand. She turned her head and sniffed the air: "Masso, do you smell anything?"

Marsau stood up and sniffed the air. The cat waved to Gaga: "Gaga, come here, I'll give you a task."

So Gaga trotted to Marceau all the way, and then the little guy with anticipation was dragged behind by Marceau. The cat and the cat girl stood up together and raised their guns together. The only difference was that the musket in Marceau's hand spit out a silver bullet, while the weapon in Yan's hand shot out a flare.

The former bullet drilled into the darkness, and then it seemed to hit something, and the flares fired by the flames illuminated the victim's figure, a lot of werewolf.

"Werewolf!" Both had pointed ears, but the cat and the dog obviously couldn't pee together. The cat girls threw down the dried fish bags in their hands and screamed and took out their weapons.

"Firefire glue! Blow out the isolation belt! Take out the silver weapon!" Yan shouted, and set off a fire wall between the altar and the werewolf. Marceau turned around and threw a handful of seeds at the back of the team, and then the crazy growing thorns blocked the raid from the darkness.

"These dark creatures! The light of heaven! Gaga! Throw out the hammer in your hand! We need to keep the lighting area!" Marceau shouted, raising the musket in his hand, and the silver-seeming bullet penetrated the werewolf's skull that was about to struggle out of the thorns in the next second.
Chapter completed!