The moon and stars are sparse, and the night wind is rustling.
After walking for about half an hour, Lin Chuan reached a high ground, stopped, turned around and looked up, and saw that the gloomy dark clouds had long since disappeared.
He looked around, discerned the direction of the Seven Stars Valley, took a breath, and ran away.
I didn't feel that I had gone very far in the sky, but when I got to the ground, I realized that I had traveled hundreds of miles.
The sky is unobstructed, the ground is crisscrossed with ravines, and the location of Linchuan River is also a river valley.
There are many houses here, and the scale is no less than that of Jiuxi, but it is deserted, like a ghost valley, and eerily quiet.
Not knowing whether the valley residents could escape here, Lin Chuan felt a little nervous, because passing through this valley was the only shortcut to the Seven Stars Valley.
Lin Chuan pressed his feet hard, and a piece of earth and rock broke into pieces. The subtle sound was particularly clear in the quiet valley.
Lin Chuan subconsciously paused. As sensitive as he was, he felt that such a movement was too eye-catching, because he didn't know whether there was a criminal hiding in the house in front of him, although this possibility was extremely low.
The moment Lin Chuan paused, the soles of his feet had not yet touched the ground, but he heard the sound of crushing earth and rocks. The sound was soft and faint, but it was still clearly audible.
Tracking and ambush?! Lin Chuan immediately thought that he didn't dare to blame him because he didn't feel the fluctuation of the other party's spiritual power. The other party's realm was either much higher than his own, or it was an ordinary beast. Junqu Pavilion
Wild animals generally do not dare to enter the valley. Lin Chuan is certain of this because he found a large number of animal traps at the entrance of the valley. On top of the animal traps lay a bear bear. There was not much left on his body that had been eaten, only flesh and blood.
Fuzzy bear head.
Any beast with any brains would have to leave with its tail between its legs when seeing this scene.
The ring light on Lin Chuan's hand flashed, and the blood knife was unsheathed. The tip of the knife was pointed at Xiong Zhen's corpse. He cautiously approached it step by step, his ears twitching slightly, and he listened carefully to the movement behind him.
That's right, Lin Chuan acted for the "people" behind him to see.
After walking around the bear corpse, Lin Chuan took the opportunity to turn his head and glance behind him. There was nothing behind him. Although there were a few obstacles, his shadow was the same, so no one should be hiding.
Lin Chuan frowned. Could it be that he had just experienced auditory hallucinations, or was it caused by the night wind and autumn insects? Regardless, it was a blessing or a curse that could not be avoided. He gritted his teeth and ran towards the village in the valley.
After a while, a rock at the entrance of the valley shook, and then rose five feet higher. The rock suddenly cracked from the middle, revealing a dark human face, and it was impossible to distinguish between male and female.
The ground covered the sky, a scab grew on the tip of his nose, and a few hairs grew freely on it. There was no grass growing on his eyebrows. A pair of dead fish eyes stared at the direction where Lin Chuan disappeared, and a horrifying laughter came from his mouth.
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After passing through the village, Lin Chuan came to a rock wall. Without stopping, he climbed up after a few ups and downs. The rock wall was slippery, but fortunately there were many pits and recesses, so landing and grabbing hands were not a problem.
Over the years, Lin Chuan has encountered more difficult situations in collecting herbs. Most of those rare herbs grow on cliffs and cannot be reached without vine ropes, which requires a high level of skill on the part of the herb collectors.
In half a stick of incense, Lin Chuan had already climbed more than half of the hundred-foot-high rock wall. He was about to reach the top, but there was no handhold on the top and it was extremely smooth.
Lin Chuan was puzzled. He had clearly seen a cave above him before, and had calculated that he should be able to reach the cave after accumulating strength. At this moment, the cave disappeared for no reason.
First there were auditory hallucinations, then visual hallucinations, and Lin Chuan's self-confidence was eroded bit by bit.
Wu Zi shook his head. He didn't care about this difficulty. What he cared about was the vague sense of crisis.
The ring light in Lin Chuan's hand flashed, and a bundle of ropes appeared, with a claw hook at the end of the rope. After throwing it hard, the claw hook was firmly fixed on a crooked-neck tree on the top of the rock.
The corner of Lin Chuan's mouth rose, moving up quickly like a spider. He happened to pass by the cave he had missed, and a vague smell of sweat rushed into Lin Chuan's ears.
The taste was so sour and refreshing. First of all, if he excluded himself, who else could it be? Before he could react, the rock at the entrance of the cave suddenly opened its mouth.
A dark human face appeared in front of Lin Chuan's eyes. His mouth opened wide, revealing two rows of black and yellow teeth, and he blew a breath at Lin Chuan, who was astonished.
Just as Lin Chuan was about to dodge, he felt dizzy and lost half of his strength. He loosened his hands and fell straight down.
The black-faced man grabbed Lin Chuan by the collar, threw him on his shoulder, and lifted Lin Chuan up into the air without using anything else.
Landing steadily on the top of the cliff, Lin Chuan's forehead hit the man's lower back, as if he had hit an iron wall.
The pain on his forehead subsided quickly. Lin Chuanxin thought that this was not a good sign. He was thinking about countermeasures when his eyelids rolled up and he fainted.
"If you want to blame, it's your bad luck. You met me, Shi Yan. Every injustice has its owner. I'm only responsible for handing you over to Fifth Generation Jin Yao. I can't control the rest. Whether you live or die depends on your personal destiny.
Already." The dark-faced man's voice was filled with excitement, and his mouth was grinning like a cat's waist.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed something strange happening behind him. There was a tingling sensation on his back. He immediately put Lin Chuan aside and reached out to scratch his back. He could feel the changes in his back through the clothes with his five fingers. The skin and flesh were soft.