As they approached the mountain village, their mood became better and they even started talking and laughing.
If you can stay in the village at night, it will be relatively safe. You only need to persist for one more day to meet the jailer.
Only Ren Qing's expression became more and more solemn, and he deliberately led the team to slow down, taking the opportunity to observe the situation around him.
Those villagers who left suddenly and did not come back for more than half an hour must have encountered unexpected situations.
Or is it driven by something?
Xiao Wu scratched the bumps on his face that were bitten by mosquitoes, and couldn't help but said excitedly: "We are finally going to the village."
"Li Quan, are you at home?!!"
Guo Qing shouted loudly, and he followed the winding path straight to the village on the top of the mountain.
But what responded to him was silence. He could only hear the strange whistling sound caused by the mountain wind passing through the gaps between the thatched houses.
The strange-shaped trees surrounding it looked a bit strange and inexplicable under the shadows.
Guo Qing rushed into the village without believing in evil, and Wang Wen and others quickly followed.
Ren Qing stopped Xiao Wu and Zhu Ding. He stood at the entrance of the village and continued to explore the environment with his heavy eyes, and soon found the location where the footprints gathered.
He walked closer and bent down to observe the footprints, and found that the depth was the same, and even the distance between steps was not much different.
"What's wrong, Brother Qing..."
Xiao Wu's voice trembled, but he immediately calmed down after noticing that Ren Qing was still relatively calm.
"It's okay, I'll walk around and find a room to stay temporarily for one night."
Ren Qing had a suspicion in her mind and walked deeper into the village along the footprints.
Zhu Ding lost his backbone, so he couldn't help but get closer and ask softly: "Ren Chai, why is there no one in the village?"
"Don't scare yourselves. Maybe I left temporarily because of urgent matters."
Ren Qing came to the end of the footprints. This was a towering tree that had grown for hundreds of years. The villagers should have gathered here at that time.
There was nothing unusual about the towering tree itself, but Ren Qing discovered that there were striped marks on the surface of the trunk, which seemed to be left by dried mucus.
Ren Qing followed the traces and examined them carefully, and then picked up a piece of insect remains, which was actually mixed with some pieces of meat.
It turned out to be a snail.
Song Rong......
His target was indeed in the disaster relief restricted area, and he set out several days earlier than the jailer, so he might have already found the restricted area.
As for why he risked being discovered by the jailers and returned to Pingdingshan Village to control the villagers, Ren Qing couldn't figure it out.
Ren Qing subconsciously held the blood heart that the Yamen had given out in advance in his arms. If he wanted to, he could contact the jailer and come.
But now that he understood the situation, it calmed his mind.
On the way he came, Chongtong did not notice the insects with eyes, which meant that Song Rong did not dare to put eyeliner recklessly.
Therefore, with Song Rong's cautious character, he would never show up easily when faced with such a situation.
In addition, he is already old, and even extending his life cannot change his weakened body, which makes it even more impossible for him to be exposed to the public.
Ren Qing only needs to be careful to prevent wild beasts from attacking, and he will definitely be safe.
At this time, Guo Qing walked out of a thatched house not far away with a face filled with astonishment.
He said to Ren Qing: "Send someone, the houses in the village are vacant, and there are even meals on the tables..."
Wang Wen, who was half a step slower, thought that the villagers had been transferred away by the jailer, so he didn't pay much attention.
"Since there are no signs of fighting, it means the villagers left on their own initiative."
After everyone gathered together for a moment, they saw that Pingdingshan was about to be shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to travel at night.
Ren Qing quickly ordered: "Let's stay here first and set off again early tomorrow morning."
He chose a larger thatched house and quickly lit the wood with flint. The warm flame gradually dissipated the coldness.
It's a good time to put the dry food you carry on the fire to heat it up, otherwise it will be too hard in the mouth.
The moisture in the mountains is isolated from the outside, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is close to ten degrees.
Xiao Wu yawned, and everyone was suddenly tired from traveling for a day, and they all couldn't help but feel sleepy.
Ren Qing felt pretty good. He relied on his strange mouth to keep digestion in his stomach, and his physical energy was continuously replenished.
"I'll arrange a vigil first so that everyone can have a rest."
Because there were seven people, Ren Qing and Xiao Wu Zhu were assigned to a team, and the remaining fireworkers were divided into two teams.
Each team keeps vigil for about an hour so they can concentrate.
Ren Qing reminded: "Remember, even if you relieve yourself, don't stay away from the house. There may be wild animals in the mountains."
Everyone agreed, and they used furniture to block the wooden door to prevent it from being blown open by the mountain wind.
The few people who didn't stay vigil fell asleep by the campfire, and snoring could be heard from time to time.
Zhu Ding stood vigilantly at the window. When he felt sleepy, he stood up and walked around a few times.
Xiao Wu washed his face with water, then walked to Ren Qing and said, "Brother Qing, you'd better go and rest for a while. Zhu Ding and I will just watch."
"There is no way to rest. In emergency situations, we can't relax even a little bit."
Ren Qing glanced at the mountain forest outside the window, and could vaguely see bats flying over the treetops.
Xiao Wu did not disturb the other party anymore, added some firewood to the bonfire and went to watch the night.
Ren Qing secretly pondered Song Rong's intention to come to the restricted area to eliminate disasters. It felt like there was only a layer of window paper between them, but he couldn't break through it.
He simply changed his way of thinking.
If I were Song Rong, what would happen if I went to the disaster relief restricted area...
Song Rong's cultivation level can only be promoted through the strange objects with the same alienation route. Is it possible that there are strange objects in the ghost realm of the Hundred-Eyed One and the Skinned One in the Disaster Elimination Forbidden Zone?
Impossible, the Disaster Disaster Restricted Area has not shown similar capabilities at all.
Song Rong will never do anything he is unsure of.
Unless he is sure that there is a strange object he wants in the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area, it may not have anything to do with the Hundred Eyes or the Skinner.
Ren Qing realized that Song Rong had the ability to use his eyes to possess animals, and suddenly reacted and his expression became extremely complicated.
If you want to control animals remotely, even indirectly, it is unrealistic to rely solely on the ability of the Hundred Eyes to create illusions.
It shows that Song Rong also has a third technique.
In fact, the Disaster Disaster Restricted Area has also shown a similar ability, and can control firework from a far distance. The two should have the same alienation path.
It seems that the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area does contain the strange objects of the Ghost Envoy Realm that Song Rong wants.
Ren Qing is grateful that he has information flow.
It can be seen from this that the disadvantages of swallowing strange objects and mastering magic are too great, otherwise Song Rong would not be trapped in a mere half-zombie state.
No matter how hard Song Rong's agencies are calculated, life and death will still depend on fate after entering the disaster relief restricted area.
Ren Qing didn't have a good way to deal with it, so he had to meet up with the jailer. How to handle it then had nothing to do with him.
An hour flies by.
The night vigil was taken over, and Ren Qing lay beside the fire and pretended to sleep, but in fact he focused on some mindless meditation.
In the darkness, the mountain wolves were running towards Pingding Mountain.
Thanks to book friend 160506141214740, Wooden Dragon Picture, and a kind of juice reward.