Chapter 897 The sudden change in the back mountain
The silvery moonlight shines on the ground, and there are mournful chirps of crickets everywhere. The fragrance of flowers and plants fills the air, weaving into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside, and everything that the eyes come into contact with is covered by the net.
This soft net, no matter whether it is a plant or a tree, is not as realistic as it is in the daytime, it gives people a vague and illusory color, making people feel like a dream.
Although he has been away for a long time, Chen Fan is still very familiar with the terrain of the back mountain. Although it is night now, his eyes are as clear as day. He has not encountered any obstacles along the way, even after walking for so long.
, but did not find any prey, which made him feel a little discouraged.
"Why, there aren't even any hares or pheasants. I remember that pheasants often appeared here." Chen Fan touched his already hungry belly with a very depressed look on his face.
"Swiss rustle..." A sound of swaying grass came, which made Chen Fan feel happy and thought to himself: It seems that there is no need to go hungry tonight.
After thinking about it, Chen Fan's body immediately rushed towards the grass as fast as lightning and like a roc.
I saw a pheasant nesting in the grass, but as soon as I sensed danger, I wanted to spread my wings and run away, but before I could get there, I was caught by Chen Fan, and it was difficult to fly even with my wings.
"You should be obedient and become my food." Chen Fan looked at the big and fat pheasant in his hand and his mouth watered. Today's dinner was finally settled.
At that moment, I was happily carrying the caught pheasant and preparing to go down the mountain. Everyone knew that I was accidentally disturbed by something under my feet. I almost threw myself forward, and the pheasant in my hand fell out of my hand.
, but fortunately, Chen Fan's reaction was not slow. He spun around in the air and caught the pheasant that had escaped, and stood firmly on the ground.
"Phew! All my hard work was almost in vain." Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the pheasant in his hand. Then he looked back and saw a hand protruding from the grass. Chen Fan couldn't help but be surprised.
The original vitality in the body starts to work all of a sudden.
Although he didn't believe that there were any monsters or ghosts in this world, the sudden appearance of a hand in the grass made him have to be vigilant.
Step by step, he slowly walked towards the motionless hand that was still covered with dirt. When he got closer, Chen Fan noticed that this hand was sticking out of the dirt, which made him squat with a frown on his face.
When he got down, he could clearly see that it was a dead hand, but why was it sticking out of the soil?
Thinking of this, Chen Fan stood up with a solemn expression, flipped his right palm, and blasted out a mountain of energy.
With a sound of "Bang!", I saw flying sand and rocks, the energy swirled, and the soil covering it flew away in all directions. Chen Fan still kept his palm energy unchanged, and the strong primitive vitality surged out from his right palm.
.
The soil slowly disappeared bit by bit, and the first thing exposed in the air was the back of a corpse. Judging from the clothes, it should be an adult man.
Seeing this, Chen Fan couldn't help but frown, and his energy increased even more. The soil suddenly shot out in all directions, revealing a huge deep pit. Chen Fan dispersed his energy and quickly
Stepping out of the pit, when he saw the scene in the pit clearly, his whole body was shocked. Even the pheasant in his hand fell to the ground, screamed a few times, spread its wings and disappeared into the night without any awareness...
....
I saw hundreds of corpses lying in a huge pit, with waves of stench emanating from the corpses. The scene was no different from hell.
"This..." Chen Fan really didn't know what words I should use to describe the shock deep in his heart at this time.
Some of the scattered corpses have begun to rot, and some have just begun to have swollen faces. It seems that they must have been dead for a while, but where did these corpses come from, and who buried them here?
Thinking of this, Chen Fan suppressed the shock in his heart, his eyes kept looking into the pit, and soon his eyes were fixed on the face of a middle-aged man.
"Uncle Wang!?" Chen Fan screamed and jumped into the pit without thinking about it.
Although the face of the corpse had begun to swell, the general outline and appearance could still be clearly seen. Chen Fan recognized it at a glance. Looking at Wang Ming, who had been dead for some time, Chen Fan felt something in his heart.
An unspeakable pain.
"What the hell is going on?" Chen Fan said in pain, and something immediately came to his mind. He put down Wang Ming's body and turned over the body lying next to him with an anxious look on his face.
"Aunt Li?"
"Uncle Zhang?"
"..."
"Boom!" A thunderbolt suddenly rang out in Chen Fan's brain, making him tremble all over. Looking at the corpse of the old man in front of him, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing down, and he shouted in great pain.
: "Village Chief, what on earth is going on?"
However, in this dark night, except for the rustling of grass and the chirping of insects, Chen Fan's doubts were not answered at all.
With tears in his eyes, Chen Fan turned over a few more corpses, all of them were villagers from Julong Village. This made him stay there and fell to the ground. The pain on his face was like heartbreak.
It looks like a split lung, making people unable to help but feel moved when they see it.
"Boom!" A thunderous cry passed through the entire silent night sky, and then raindrops as big as beans dripped down from the night sky. Chen Fan was completely unconscious when it hit his body, and let the raindrops fall on him like this.
On his body, he still sat there motionless, his eyes dull for a while...
The corpses of hundreds of villagers made Chen Fan's heart feel like a knife, and his mind was filled with chaos. At this moment, everything became blurred, and he was allowed to let the heavy rain hit him, and the ear-splitting thunder.
, it seems that they have no free relationship with him at all.
He stared straight at the night sky in front of him, like a clay sculpture, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down his cheeks. I don't know how long it took, but Chen Fan slowly started to stand up and walked to the pit.
During the process, the corpses of the villagers were silently taken out of the pit one by one.
After doing all this, Chen Fan squatted down next to the corpse of one of the villagers, stretched out his hands and touched everywhere on the corpse, and finally stopped at the neck of the corpse and examined it carefully.
He couldn't help but frown, and turned around to check the condition of several corpses.
"Aunt Li's neck was twisted with great force, Uncle Wang's chest was completely shattered, probably shattered by a palm, and Aunt Huang's skull..."
While Chen Fan was checking, he murmured something in his mouth. The cold voice, without any emotion, made people feel chills, as if it came from the land of Jiuyou, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Know what he is thinking.
"Huh? Why don't you see the bodies of Uncle He and his family?" Chen Fan looked at the dead bodies one by one, and soon found that the bodies of He Shanzhuang and his family were missing, so he checked again, and still found that the bodies were missing.
He couldn't see it, which made him couldn't help but murmured: "Didn't something happen to them?"
Thinking of this, Chen Fan's mood fluctuated slightly, but it quickly calmed down.
At this time, the rain began to gradually become less intense. When Chen Fan looked at the corpses lined up in a row, tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably.
"Ah!!" There was a roar, and Chen Fan's body suddenly jumped into the air, his palms blasted out, and there was a loud "boom boom boom..." that resounded throughout the night sky.
There were also dozens of pits in front of Chen Fan...
Floating down, Chen Fan moved the corpses of the villagers one by one into the pit, and then began to bury them with soil.
In the night sky, the rain continued to fall. Although Chen Fan's face was calm, his heart was already in great pain. Looking at the corpses of the villagers who had watched him grow up, his heart felt like
The knife cut, the unspeakable pain, made Chen Fan want to cry, but there was no sound, only the rain or tears sliding down his cheeks...
When Chen Fan buried the last body, the sky was gradually getting brighter. There were still a few stars scattered in the deep white sky. The ground was dark and the sky was completely white. The weeds were trembling slightly, and there were stars everywhere.
Shrouded in mysterious thin light. The dense leaves on the back mountain squirmed slightly on the outstretched branches, and there were occasional flashes of dew in the trees, like dazzling stars in the foggy night.
The clouds rose, and bits of golden clouds filtered through the gaps between the heavy green leaves. Wisps of transparent lavender and light yellow light were reflected in the forest, and there were hundreds of more buildings all around.
Earthen graves, large and small...
"Dear villagers, Chen Fan is here to promise you that he will definitely find out the truth of the matter and will not let the murderer go! Just rest in peace..." As he said that, Chen Fan faced the hundreds of people.
Tufen kowtowed three times in a row, which was all he could do for these villagers now.
Although he didn't know what happened and why the entire village was killed, he had a vague feeling that this matter was by no means simple.
How much power does it take to smash a person's skull into pieces with one palm? Only Qi practitioners can do this, but most of the people in Julong Village are unarmed villagers. Why would the other party be so cruel?
What’s the benefit to them???
All this is like a mystery plaguing Chen Fan, leaving him with no clue. Maybe he can only ask Uncle He to see if he can learn anything from his mouth.
Standing up slowly, Chen Fan clenched his fists with both hands and swore secretly in his heart! After taking a deep look at these graves, he turned around and slowly walked down the mountain...