The darkness was filled with whispers, and from time to time there were wolf howls, which made people's hair stand on end.
Wolf!!
Wolf!!!!
"Is everything okay? Wake up?!"
Zhou Qianwu's voice echoed in all directions, awakening Ding Cang from his nightmare.
His clothes were soaked with sweat, the gauze on his limbs was bleeding to varying degrees, and even his eye sockets were slightly sunken.
Zhou Qianwu looked at Ding Cang worriedly, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you dreaming again?"
Ding Cang murmured to himself: "Ever since those animals bit my hands and feet, I have had this strange dream every day."
He held his face in his hands, his expression full of dejection.
"In my dream, I felt as if I had been swallowed by a wild wolf. I could even feel the sound of breathing in my ears."
Speaking of this, Ding Cang couldn't help but retched and almost spit out sour water.
Zhou Qianwu quickly brought some water and patted Ding Cang's back with his palms, trying to reduce the pain.
I remember that on the way out of Taoxing Village, they encountered several wild wolves late at night, and Ding Cang was snatched away without noticing.
In order to save Ding Cang, they fought back desperately, even causing two hunters to be injured.
After the wild wolves were exterminated, Zhou Qianwu and other hunters searched for a long time before finding the unconscious Ding Cang in the wolf den. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured, and the injuries were mainly concentrated on his hands and feet.
Zhou Qianwu complained: "When the police came to visit us a few days ago, why didn't you explain the situation?"
"me……"
Ding Cang's eyes were blank, as if he was still immersed in fear.
Zhou Qianwu sighed and said: "The injury is almost healed, let's go to the camp to relax and relax?"
"Well, thank you Uncle Zhou, I really should go..."
Ding Cang stood up blankly and swayed out of the wooden house.
Zhou Qianwu looked at his back, frowned slightly and said to himself: "Ding Cang, why do you feel taller than before?"
"Or am I getting shorter with old age?"
After Ding Cang arrived at the camp, he felt the gentle sunset shining on his body, and his mood became less tense.
When several familiar hunters saw him finally getting out of the house, they all shouted hello.
Ding Cang responded one by one. Just as he was about to stop and chat with them, his footsteps involuntarily walked deeper into the camp.
what's the situation?
Ding Cang didn't take it seriously and thought it was because his hands and feet were stiff due to not going out for a long time.
But then he noticed something was wrong, there was a faint tingling sensation in the joints of his hands and feet, and blood seeped out of the gauze.
He subconsciously raised his arm to check, but his eyes felt strange and strange, as if the arm had nothing to do with him.
Then Ding Cang discovered more doubts. There was a light-colored birthmark on the back of his right hand, but now it disappeared.
There was also a scar on my left wrist that suddenly disappeared.
Ding Cang became panicked and wanted to ask the jailer for help, but his feet were no longer under control and he hurried towards the cave on his own initiative.
He tried to resist several times but to no avail.
At this moment, Ren Qing, who had just come out of the mine, was going to the wooden house to rest, holding an extremely conspicuous four-foot-large Miao knife in his hand.
Ding Cang was stunned for a moment, and then he wanted to shout to Ren Qing as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
"Well……"
His right hand violently covered his mouth.
Ding Cang's pupils were dilated. When an ordinary person encounters something strange that cannot be understood, his body will instinctively want to make a sound.
His right hand suddenly opened his teeth and grabbed his tongue with force.
Before he could react, severe pain spread to his scalp, his tongue was pulled out by the roots, and blood immediately poured out.
The twisted face is indescribably scary.
Ren Qing stopped.
Ding Cangneng noticed that Ren Qing seemed to notice something strange about him, so he tried to rescue him again, but his feet ran faster and faster.
He felt the bones all over his body making an overwhelming sound, so much so that his internal organs were painfully squeezed.
Ding Cang fell heavily in front of the cave, his flesh and blood flowing out like melted butter, with countless eyes floating in it.
His consciousness felt like he had returned to the wolf's belly again, but this time besides the heavy breathing, there was also the voice of a strange man.
"It's such a pity that the mining area is not fully covered."
Blood splattered everywhere.
A hundred-eye restricted area is formed.
………
Hordes of wild beasts swarmed over.
Although the number of Gu insects used to resist was superior, they were obviously unable to kill the beasts in a short time, so some of them rushed into the Camelback Mountain without fear of life or death.
Most of the surviving wild animals were wolves, tigers, leopards and bears, and they all survived by virtue of their agility.
They seemed to already know the location of the disaster relief zone and rushed over.
As a large number of Gu insects died, Li Yaoyang pinched his temples consciously, his expression becoming a little impatient.
He was sitting cross-legged in the cave of Tuofeng Mountain, beside him were a dozen bottles and jars, all containing a large number of Gu insects.
Li Yaoyang frowned and said to himself: "It's ridiculous. You think you can break into the restricted area by driving some ordinary beasts. Where do you have the courage?"
He cut his wrist with his nails, and the blood dripped into the earthen jar containing the poisonous insects. There was a sound of people scrambling to devour them.
After a few breaths, a dozen wasp-like insects burst out of the jar, spread their wings and flew into the dense mountain forest.
Li Yaoyang immediately left the cave and shouted loudly: "Miss Mu, there is still a monk who has not been solved. Go and control his body to avoid creating a new restricted area after death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the nearby trees and vines became entangled with each other.
The tree man, who was more than three meters tall, stepped towards the location where the beast attacked. With such a terrifying appearance, it was difficult to imagine that he was a woman in her twenties and eighties.
However, the bird was not afraid of Mu Yi at all and even stopped on his shoulder.
By the time Mu Yi found traces of the beasts, they had already rushed within a thousand meters of the disaster relief restricted area.
Mu Yi opened his hands.
Dozens of vines directly wrapped around the group of beasts, and even a few fish that escaped the net were tied up by the roots drilled out of the ground.
She checked the beasts one by one, and the results turned out to be relatively ordinary, and even the traces of spellcasting were undetectable.
"Is it possible that the monk didn't enter the mountain at all?"
Mu Yi closed her eyes to accept the feedback from the vegetation. Countless messy memories flooded into her mind, and she tried her best to find useful information.
After a long time, Mu Yi opened his eyes.
Just ten minutes ago, a strong old wolf climbed up the back mountain covered with cliffs and groped towards the side of the disaster relief area.
However, the old wolf is already on the verge of death and may not be able to hold on for long.
Mu Yi took the vines into his body and transformed into an ordinary human body.
Then she stretched out her hand to let a few birds come over, and she chirped from her mouth, seeming to be communicating with the birds.
The birds flew away and Mu Yi hurried into the forest.
Regardless of whether this old wolf is a monk in disguise or not, he must be stopped.
If this affects the disaster relief restricted area, the consequences will be disastrous.
Fortunately, the restricted area is surrounded by indiscriminate spells. Even if the Ghost Realm wants to break through in a short time, it may not be easy.
