Seeing that Uncle Yue and others returned safely, those who originally wanted to go to the Burning Hall to report the news also retreated one after another.
Who knew that these people were not living people at all, but corpses.
They didn't talk at first, and everyone thought it was because they were too tired, so no one paid attention. However, at night, a grand bonfire party was held in the village to celebrate the harvest of the safari. These people who had returned suddenly seemed like crazy.
Just biting, almost everyone was bitten by these people.
When everyone subdued them, the real nightmare finally came.
Everyone began to die strangely, as if they were suffering from the plague.
"The way they died was just like what you saw just now. Their heads were flying and their bones were falling off piece by piece. There used to be less than a dozen people alive in our village of several hundred people."
The village chief murmured in pain, his eyes brought back to reality, his eyes were full of deathly gray, which was the despair for the future.
Cheng Chi and Nangong Feizhu were both shocked after listening to the village chief's narration. How could such a bizarre thing happen? At this moment, they felt as if the mountain god was really angry.
Glancing at the blood on the ground, Cheng Chi frowned and asked, "In that case, we only saw the bones of the villagers. Why didn't we find their bodies? Did you dispose of them?"
This is the only thing Cheng Chi can't figure out. What's going on with the bones all over the alley and the poisoned woman.
"Corpse? Bones? What did this official say? We have never been back since such a horrific thing happened three days ago. We have no idea what happened in the village."
After hearing Cheng Chi's words, the village chief's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the village in the distance with fear and whispered.
His body was trembling, and he couldn't help but take a step back. It seemed that having anything to do with it would bring bad luck.
"What? According to you, you don't know anything about the current situation in the village?"
Cheng Chi's brows furrowed even more tightly. It seemed like something big had happened here. Where did the skins of the dead go and what role did they play?
Nangong Feizhu raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice: "It's been three days? Why didn't you report it to the Burning Hall and let them come forward to solve it?"
In his opinion, when these people are in trouble, they should think of the Burning Hall as soon as possible! Cheng Chi also nodded in agreement and looked at the village chief who looked frightened.
"Hey! You two officials don't know something. The flow of the river is very strange these days. It used to be that the water of the Qianghua River would flow from east to west for three hours every noon, leading directly to Zhuyang City."
"But in the past few days, the water has been flowing from west to east, unchanged. We wanted to go to the Burning Hall to report the crime, but we couldn't cross the Qianghua River at all!"
The village chief shrank his neck and explained hurriedly.
Cheng Chi was very worried after hearing this. How could he be so unlucky? If he could not reach Shennong Division in Zhuyang City, his master would be in danger!
He glanced at Nangong Feizhu, but saw that he just nodded and didn't say anything.
He didn't know Cheng Chi's real purpose of going to Shennong Division, so he certainly didn't understand Cheng Chi's anxiety.
"Village Chief, is there any other way to get to Zhuyang City?"
Cheng Chi asked anxiously.
His words made Nangong Feizhu a little puzzled, but he soon felt relieved.
As the young master of the Punishment Hall, Nangong Feizhu has traveled extensively with Nangong Wuji these years, and Nangong Feizhu's experience is beyond compare. Although he usually smiles and doesn't care about anything, he is actually very shrewd.
He could hear the anxiety in Cheng Chi's words, which meant that Cheng Chi's purpose of coming to Zhuyang City this time must be very important to him.
"There is a way..."
Looking at Cheng Chi and the other two, the village chief said vaguely.
"Is there a way? Tell me quickly! What is the way!"
When Cheng Chi heard that there was still hope, he hurriedly asked.
"You are not the only one who wants to cross the river. In the past three days, some warriors also wanted to cross the river. They worked together to build a simple raft. There are not enough people to take it..."
At this point, the village chief's words suddenly stopped.
"Where are they? Take us there."
Cheng Chi thought for a moment and decided to get a spot no matter what.
"this......"
When the village chief heard that Cheng Chi asked him to take them there, he immediately looked strange. However, Nangong Feizhu glared at him and immediately nodded in agreement.
Perhaps it was the natural power of Nangong Feizhu who had been in an official position for a long time, but anyway, the village chief felt an inexplicable feeling of fear when he saw him.
After simply disposing of Pan Ganzi's body, Cheng Chi carried the poisoned woman, and together with Nangong Feizhu, followed the village chief to their hiding place.
After walking for about an hour, they saw a faint light of fire in the distance. Cheng Chi and Nangong Feizhu followed the village chief more carefully and headed there.
Along the way, the village chief seemed to have something to say, but he always hesitated for some unknown reason.
This made Cheng Chi and his wife suspicious and acted more cautiously.
"Well... isn't this our dear village chief? I thought you would never come back after you escaped."
As soon as they arrived at the open space, a strange voice came.
In a wide open space, there were about dozens of people sleeping outside. As they approached, those people also noticed their arrival.
The person who spoke just now had a strangely handsome face, and his cheeks were crimson, as if he had been smeared with rouge and gouache.
He had a faint fragrance of lotus leaves, which made several people around him frown. He was nearly nine feet tall, holding a purple-black whisk lightly in his hand. He behaved softly and looked very much like a woman.
The red belt around his waist is ringing, and he is wearing a pair of embroidered shoes, which is very funny. This person behaves strangely, but he is also a well-known person in the Chinese martial arts world.
It is Wei Qiaogu, the son of the owner of the Guilty Valley. He is invincible with the Piaohe sword technique and rarely encounters an opponent. He is known as the Piaohe Dao Lord.
Of course, no matter how famous Wei Qiaogu is, Cheng Chi doesn't know about it. Nangong Feizhu Feizhu whispered this to Cheng Chi.
Looking at the strange man in front of him, Cheng Chi didn't say anything. On the contrary, the village chief was very unnatural and a little embarrassed on his face. He just lowered his head and walked towards the other side of the open space.
"Village chief, what are you doing?"
When Cheng Chi saw the village chief coming here, he became very strange and couldn't help but ask.
"He is going back to his quarantine area. They are now infected with a strange poison and must be quarantined immediately. If the infection spreads, all of us will die."
The village chief turned around and looked at Cheng Chi in embarrassment. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a very pleasant voice.