The corpse was lying upright on the official road, with three gray wolves burying their heads in the belly of the corpse, biting and pulling at it.
Seeing the arrival of a group of knights, they did not dodge. The three wolves continued to eat voraciously. Apparently they had eaten too many people and were no longer afraid of them.
In winter, corpses don't rot easily, so they don't have much of a smell, but watching the wolf swallow the thin intestines into its belly, the filth is still flowing from the breach in the intestines.
Even though these people have experienced many battles and have seen a lot, they still feel a sense of nausea welling up in their hearts.
Immediately behind Du Kang, there was a swordsman with a bow and wanted to shoot an arrow, but Du Kang raised his hand to stop it.
These mountain wolves were of average size, only over one meter long. Du Kang opened his spiritual eyes and saw that there was no evil spirit in the wolves. He immediately flicked his wrist and pulled out three steel nails from his sleeves and dropped them into the palm of his hand.
Since the well demon incident, Du Kang has never been on a mission except helping Lin Chun kill the wolf demon once.
During this period, I spent all my time on the first floor of the library, reading various magic materials, geography and biographies to broaden my horizons, and also learned a claw technique and a hidden weapon.
This world does not have power systems such as internal energy and true energy, and martial arts are just simple techniques, created for monks to use weapons better.
Du Kang learned the claw technique in order to use his claw blade, and now he can use the claw blade flexibly to fight against the enemy.
Hidden weapons are specially learned. Before becoming a monk, their strength was limited. Hidden weapons fired with arm strength are not very powerful. Although they can hurt people, they are difficult to hurt monsters. And after practicing the buried blade technique, they have great strength.
Concealed weapons have practical value.
I saw him clasping his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger on his thumb. The three steel nails were already clasped on his fingertips, and he flicked them.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound broke through the air, and three steel nails were shot into the wolves like sharp arrows.
It was clear that three hidden weapons were ejected with just the force of a finger.
The wolves noticed this when Du Kang waved his hand, and stood there baring their teeth at everyone, preparing to protect their food.
However, several concealed weapons were fired at them, and before they could escape, two wolves were shot into the head with steel nails and fell to the ground immediately.
Because of the angle of the remaining wolf, the steel nails were only driven into its lungs. The severe pain caused it to run away for a few steps before falling to the ground and struggling on the spot waiting to die.
The team of swordsmen behind them gasped at this scene. The three steel nails just popped out with finger force, not with arm strength. The force was enough to shoot directly through the wolf's head.
You know, wolves are known as tofu waist with bronze heads and iron bones, and the bones on their heads are the hardest.
These swordsmen also have experience in killing wolves, so they naturally know to avoid being slashed on the head when a wolf pounces. What they are afraid of is that if the wolf cannot be killed with one knife, the wolf will bite the neck or wrist instead, in which case the person will either die or die.
hurt.
Instructor Du's hidden weapon skills are really good. I don't know what kind of skin-changing method he practices, but he has such strength and accuracy.
Du Kang noticed the expressions of the swordsmen and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, he had just learned this hidden weapon technique, and the third wolf was standing at a bad angle. The head he originally aimed for actually hit his lungs. Fortunately, he still hit it, and his move that shocked the swordsman was not defeated.
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"Let's go on." As soon as a few mountain wolves died, Du Kang took the lead and drove on.
As for the mountain wolf that was still alive, they did not apply any last-ditch wounds. It would not survive long after its lungs were punctured.
And no one mentioned the burial for the corpse left there. In the winter when food was short, even if he was buried deeply, he would be dug up by hungry beasts.
Along the way, everyone cherished their power and stopped frequently. Finally, when it was getting dark, they saw a small abandoned temple on the side of the road.
Winter nights always come earlier. It's a long way to Cangxiong Ridge, and they only walked most of the distance today. They need to rest here for one night.
After killing wolves on the road to establish their authority, the swordsmen became more attentive and respectful. After entering the temple, they took the initiative to lead and feed the horses and clean the small temple.
Du Kang took advantage of the setting sun to observe the surrounding terrain. The small temple was built beside a mountain road that winds along the mountain, and was recessed into a mountain nest.
There are sparse trees around the small temple, so there is no need to worry about monsters hiding around and attacking.
The small temple is not big, so the horses can only be tied up in the open space behind the small temple. Fortunately, there is a hole in the back wall of the small temple, and the condition of the horses can be seen through the hole.
Just cut some dead grass for them to eat, and light a fire to ward off wild beasts.
Although horses will definitely lose weight if they eat them like this, it is hard for people to eat when they are away from home, so they have to suffer.
When Du Kang walked into the temple again, a fire was also lit in the temple, and the fire dissipated some of the winter cold.
Use wooden sticks to stick a few cold steamed buns in front of the fire. After the fire heats them up, the outer layer of the steamed buns will become crispy and fragrant, and the inner layer will become soft again.
One of the swordsmen yawned, but the exhaustion from traveling all day broke out, and everyone felt sleepy.
Next, Fan Yang began to arrange a vigil, with six swordsmen working in pairs and divided into three groups to keep vigil.
As for Du Kang, as a monk of the privileged class, he naturally does not need to keep vigil.
"Tonight, you will all pee and poop in the temple. Unless there are monsters and beasts attacking the horses, you can't go out."
The swordsmen made promises one after another and used the altar table in the temple to block the broken door to prevent the heat in the house from being lost.
After Du Kang drank a few water from his pocket, he sat cross-legged on the spot and started to use the Demon Seal and Mirror Mirror to absorb spiritual energy, replacing sleep with cultivation.
Night had completely fallen, and the two people watching the night watched the horses in the hole in the back wall from time to time, and kept adding fuel to the fire to keep it warm.
The moon was obscured by clouds, and the flames of the fire shrouded it in darkness.
I do not know how long it has been.
Fan Yang suddenly woke up with a sudden alert.
When I saw the fire in the temple, I suddenly remembered that I was on the way to Cangxiong Ridge, and I had fallen asleep standing while on duty just now.
It was already late at night, and there was already a layer of ashes piled under the fire.
Fan Yang looked around the temple. Instructor Du and several swordsmen who took turns were silent, and another swordsman on duty at the front door was also dozing off.
Looking back through the hole, I saw that on this cold winter night, there was a strange thick fog in the mountains. Through the thin light of the fire, I could barely make out the restless movements of a few horses.
There was silence in the dark fog. The howling of wild beasts that could be heard faintly in the forest in the middle of the night had stopped at some point. This uneasy silence made Fan Yang feel numb in his heart.
He wanted to express his uneasiness to Coach Du, but he didn't dare to step forward when he saw Du Kang sitting cross-legged.
He was just a little flustered. If nothing happened after calling Coach Du, it would only make his subordinates look down upon him, and it might even make Coach Du unhappy.
So he just held the long knife tightly and looked at the dense fog warning in the hole.