Since the gray-clothed army will not be able to find the place for a while, and the gray-clothed army has the powerful weapon of life and death for the noble young people, Tang En and the others will naturally be released.

After passing the camp of the Legionnaires, the Gray Space team accelerated and headed straight towards Shahe Village. Not long after, they passed through the valley and saw the collapsed mine, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

At noon, on the top of the hill.

Tang En looked far away and finally saw a group of residential residences in the mountains and ridges, next to it was a small river.

"Boss, this is probably the case. Old Bill said that there is a dark yellow river beside the village. Because there is sand inside, it is named Shahe Village." David covered his hand in his eyes and pointed to the distance, "His home is at the west end of the village, under the largest old locust tree."

Tang En pressed the coins in his arms and nodded, "Well, let's go." It would naturally be not pleasant to report the funeral, but at this point, all Tang En and the others could do was give more coins, hoping to settle the mother and daughter.

But at this moment, Luke squinted his eyes and suddenly said, "Hey, boss, it seems a bit wrong..."

"Hmm?" Tang En, who was stepping down the mountain, turned in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"This village... seems no one, so it shouldn't be like this at this time." Luke had a superb vision and looked farther than ordinary people. At this time, he observed the clues of the distant mountain village.

"Well, maybe I'm having lunch at home!" David said carelessly.

"Well, maybe that's the case..." Luke said in an uncertain tone.

While they were talking, a few black dots suddenly flew out from the mountain village in the distance, piercing into the sky.

“That’s…”

"Vulture, it's a vulture!" Luke spoke first.

Tang En's face changed slightly, and his heart sank: "Hurry, speed up!"

After saying that, his figure unfolded and he ran down the hillside quickly.

David stepped forward while touching his head, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Mishe's face was also a little ugly: "Silly, think about what vultures like to eat... rotten meat!" Perhaps because he knew David didn't understand, Mishe asked and answered himself.

"Uh... no, no, no!"

In such a remote mountain village, even if there is no large amount of rice and flour, how could the poor be rotten with pieces of meat? They also attract so many vultures at once... Even if David lacks root strings in his mind, he knows that the situation is wrong.

The distance between the hills and the farm is quite far away, but with Tang En and his team speeding up, the mountain village is already far away in sight.

The closer they got, the ugly the people's expressions became. There was still no human appearance in front of them, and some of the outer turbulent walls were pushed down a lot.

Suddenly, Tang En, who was running in front, frowned and his nose twitched.

Me. Fuck, Fark!

"Hey, this smell is..." Some members of the gray space also noticed this, and their faces changed rapidly, and they could no longer say anything.

The cold wind was still whistling, but this time it not only brought coldness, but also a faint odor...

For a moment, Tang En and the others stopped outside Shahe Village.

The village was still silent, oh, it was dead. The ruins on the outer walls were covered with traces of fire, but it may have been a long time, so no black smoke came out at this time. When we arrived here, the rotten smell that made people vomit became stronger.

Huh... Tang En breathed a long sigh and said in a deep voice: "Come in!"

After the words were finished, we should walk towards the entrance of the village first. Members of the gray space followed silently.

There is a mill at the entrance of the village, but under such a wind, the windmill above is still still... The reason is very simple, because the wooden leaves above are hanging with a few gently swaying civilians.

The clothes were broken, their mouths and eyes were all empty, as if they were praying, or crying... However, the dozen arrows passing through their chests had deprived them of their right to speak.

Drink, kak...

The members of the gray space looked at the eyes of their eyes, and their mouths were filled with dull roars of unknown meaning, and their tight fists kept making sounds of bone friction. They seemed to see these civilians being forced to hang on the windmill, and then more than ten feet away, some beasts were raising arrows, teasing to see who was so accurate, and then let go of the arrow branches... The civilians were shaking their bodies and wailing, while there was a crazy laugh over there...

After crossing the mill, on the road behind, on the corners of the walls, on the fences... The sixty-year-old man, the middle-aged man, the naked woman, the young child... The bodies maintained the painful expression before their death, and the movements were frozen there.

Fluttering, rustling...

As Tang En and the others broke in silently, some vultures and corrupt beasts were rushing to the point of eating.

Tang En paused and walked silently to the right. There was a vulture here as if she was extremely hungry, and she was still pecking at the corpse of the old man below with her sharp pointed mouth.

Walking through more than ten meters like a ghost, leaning over, stretching out your hand,

Click!

The vulture's thin neck was twisted to the side and threw it away casually. Tang En looked at the old man's wound expressionlessly, then reached out and flipped open his clothes...

After a while, Tang En covered the old man's wide eyes and nodded thoughtfully.

"Boss..." David walked up, his eyes were red and his face was full of grief and anger.

Tang En waved: "Go to Old Bill's house first!"

The farm was not big, so after walking a few more steps, Tang En and the others looked at the thick old locust tree. When winter came, most of the branches and leaves on it fell out, only some thick trunks and people hanging on it...

Tang An looked up and saw a young man hanging on it. He shook his head and pushed open the half-closed wooden door and entered the old Bill's house.

The house was in a mess, and the cabinets were pushed to the ground, as if they had been plundered, but no corpses were found inside.

After passing through the big house, there was the backyard and the wood-room, and the broken pieces of the tank tiles collapsed to the side.

The door of the woodshed had been destroyed, only one side was half in the air, swaying in the wind. Tang En walked up and took a look, narrowing his eyes slightly.

A civil-clothed man was lying on the pile of firewood on the left, her originally pretty face was full of pain. Her red clothes were almost torn clean, her fair skin was covered with blue and purple pinching scars, and her body was in a mess... The fatal injury was on the left chest, where the original source of breastfeeding was a rusty steel knife inserted.

Bang, dust is flying!

"Huff, hufu, hufu..."

David punched the earthen wall with a punch, then squatted on the ground with his hair tightly, and gasping like a wounded beast came out.

Needless to say, this Qingxiu** who was tortured to death was undoubtedly the daughter-in-law of Old Bill.

Wow—Tang En took off his black shirt, spread it over the body, stepped back, and bowed deeply!

Inhale... get up and take a deep breath: "Mishe!"

"Here!" Mi Xiu walked out and said in a deep voice.

"Take a few people to find the bandits next to you! I don't care what method you use, two hours later, I want to know everything that is happening here!"

"Yes!" Mishe nodded and quickly led several members out of the courtyard.

"David!"

"exist!"

"Take other people to search for the farm, and if there is no living place, bury the villagers' bodies together!"

"Okay!" David bowed his head and took the remaining people out.

"Old Bill, I'm sorry..." Tang En sighed. According to the degree of decay of the corpse, these villagers were killed about two days ago. If they set off immediately after returning to the gray-clothed army, they might have caught up. But at that time, they were both physically and mentally exhausted, and many of them had not healed...

Shaking his head, Tang En stepped forward and wanted to pick up Qingxiu's body. Suddenly,

After a pause, Tang En looked at the other person's eyes calmly. ** looked painful on his face, but there was a hint of relief in his eyes!

Following her gaze, Tang En looked to the right side of the woodshed, where there were several wooden boards paved flat, as if they were used to prevent moisture when placing things.

Tang En stepped over, stretched out his feet and stomped, stomped...

Hum? Tang En raised his eyebrows, walked down, and stretched out his hand!

Bang! The wooden board was thrown aside, and there was a dark staircase below, and waves of wet and smelly air rushed up.

The cellar? Tang En suddenly realized it, and then walked down without hesitation.

Swish... Unexpectedly, as soon as he went down the stairs, an arc-shaped blade light waved over him.

However, this attack speed was not fast, so naturally it could not hurt Tang En. He did not move in place and stretched out his finger to pinch the blade light accurately.

The attack was a curved iron blade, commonly known as a sickle. Although the cellar was dark, Tang En could barely see that the other end of the sickle was a short figure.

The short figure snatched the sickle several times but failed. He screamed, revealing his white teeth, and bit it in a fit.

Tsk... Tang En smacked her lips and grabbed her clothes.

"Old Bill..."

"Uh?" The short body that was struggling suddenly stopped.

Huh... Tang En couldn't help but grin and breathed a sigh of relief: "You are Old Bill's granddaughter."

"You...Who are you?" His voice was childish and crisp, and his short figure's eyes slapped in the darkness. "How do you know my grandfather's name?"

"Ha!" Tang En was ecstatic, "My name is Tang En, I was entrusted by Old Bill to your mother...uh."

"Mother is dead..." The voice from the opposite side became a little low, and then asked, "Why didn't my grandfather come?"

"... Let's talk about this when you go out." Tang En put down the other party, then his nose couldn't help but twitch, wondering, where did the stench come from the cellar...

After sweeping around, Tang En was stunned. At his feet, a black figure holding a steel knife was lying at his feet. His body, head, neck... were full of long and messy scars. On his feet, an iron biting device was firmly stuck to it. Well, that was a trap.

This...Tsk tsk, Tang En looked at the sickle in his hand, then looked down at the trap on the ground, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

Dingdengdeng...

"Wow……"
Chapter completed!