In the dark night, with no light from the stars and moon, and low clouds and smoke, a figure walked quickly through the mountains like an ape, climbing up the steep cliff.
Looking at the dark top of the mountain, Wu Gen grabbed a tree vine with one hand and rested briefly on the protrusion of the cliff. Touching the leather bag around his waist, Wu Gen let out a long breath.
The thing contained in the skin bag was the Youtan powder that made Yang Zhengdu feel distressed and reluctant to use it. The reason why I brought You Tan here today was due to my accidental discovery in Shixing Village.
One time, Wu Gen accidentally scraped some sandalwood powder down. The sheep raised in the village smelled the scent, and they all followed closely. They crowded around to find the source of the scent. They looked like crazy and couldn't drive them away. It seems that You Tan is not only very attractive to people, but also to wild animals.
Today, Wu Gen wanted to use Youtan to attract wild beasts to deal with Mo Zhicheng. However, of course, ordinary beasts cannot do it, not even in small numbers. They have to attract enough ferocious beasts to be able to withstand Mo Zhicheng and his party.
The cliff is very steep, and you often need to hang your body in the air and pull the protruding branches and rocks with your hands to move forward. While crawling like a spider, Wu Gen looked for traces of the beast. Finally, on a hidden stone platform, Wu Gen saw many green eyes, which were the three-cornered sheep he saw during the day.
Sensing Wu Gen's arrival, the sheep became restless, their green eyes flickering in the night like fireflies by the summer stream.
Wu Gen looked around, then gently took off the leather bag around his waist, and poured out a paper ball the size of a fingernail, which contained Youtan powder.
With a flick of his finger, the paper ball flew over the sheep and suddenly exploded. The powder of Youtan fell down, and the rich but not cloying fragrance spread over the sheep.
For a moment, the sheep stopped moving, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the breeze could be clearly heard.
Suddenly, the sheep became restless, snoring constantly and digging their sharp hooves on the ground, looking for the source of the scent. After searching to no avail, these sheep finally set their sights on Wu Gen.
The chaotic sound of hoofbeats sounded, and seeing the dark green fireflies rushing towards him, Wu Gen knew that it was done, so he turned around and ran along the cliff. Wu Gen was worried that the sheep behind him would not be able to trample Mo Zhicheng's camp, so he did not return directly. Instead, he continued searching along the ridge, hoping to find more sheep.
The manic screams came from behind. These three-horned sheep lived on the cliff all year round. They naturally moved quickly and always stayed close behind Wu Gen.
While running, Wu Gen felt his feet go weak. A sleeping clouded leopard jumped up with a cry of pain and looked around blankly to see who dared to disturb Mr. Leopard's dream.
Suddenly, a stream of fireflies flew from a distance, accompanied by rumbling thunder. After being startled for a moment, the clouded leopard gave a strange cry, turned around and ran away. If he could speak out words at this time, he would definitely spit out sweet fragrance to the person who stepped on him in front of him.
Wu Gen looked behind him, constantly searching for other beasts, and sometimes throwing paper pellets behind him.
Running all the way, the sheep were startled, the monkeys were offended, the leopards were angry, and the mountain peaks gradually boiled under the night. Along Wu Gen's running direction, just like the return path of thousands of streams, streams merged into it, gradually turning into a majestic wave.
When he turned around a ridge and looked back, Wu Gen also broke out in a cold sweat.
Behind them were all kinds of wild beasts, those that ate grass, those that ate meat, those with legs, those without legs. Beasts that had never been dealt with normally put aside their grudges against each other and moved forward. Because as soon as it stops, countless hooves will trample it into pulp.
There were so many wild beasts that Wu Gen believed that he would definitely not be able to survive if he fell into them. That's almost it. If you continue to seduce her, you won't even be able to get away.
With a long roar, Wu Gen turned around and ran towards the camp in the valley.
In the valley, Mo Zhicheng was awakened by the thunderous sound outside. With his hair disheveled, he stood up from the tent in panic. Just as he was about to ask the guards what had happened, he saw a dark figure appear on the stone wall on one side of the valley.
The black shadow quickly circled the camp, then hurried towards the mountain wall on the other side.
A strange fragrance spread out in the camp. It smelled like orchid, making everyone who was not fully awake suddenly became energetic.
"Who is it?" A guard shouted loudly. Before he finished speaking, he felt the ground beneath his feet shaking violently. Turning around, the guard's eyes gradually widened. Countless fire-like eyes swarmed in, and the light swam around, almost weaving into a green net.
"Run, it's a tide of beasts." Someone finally reacted and turned around, preparing to run out of the valley.
Since it is a tide, it must surge when it encounters a crevice and run when it encounters a valley. Soon, countless wild beasts will fill the entire valley. Sharp teeth and hard hooves constantly trample everything in the valley.
Scattered stubborn rocks turned into powder, and stretched trees fell in the soil, mixed with human flesh and blood. There were rumbling sounds and the sounds of beasts all around. The twenty or so people were almost like duckweeds in this tide of beasts. They whirled a few times and then disappeared.
Wu Gen ran on the top of the mountain, overlooking everything in the valley. A figure broke free from the shackles of the tide and ran towards the mountain next to the valley. It was Mo Zhicheng, who managed to escape with all his strength under the desperate cover of the guards.
Wu Gen took off his Sky-shattering Bow while running, and white arrows flew out. As soon as Mo Zhicheng showed his head, he was hit by an arrow in the chest. He turned around and fell back, becoming a member of the tide again.
According to the original plan, Wu Gen turned around and accelerated towards a mountain col in the distance. There was a water pool there that had not dried up for many years, and Yang Zheng was already waiting here.
Without saying a word, Wu Gen jumped into the water and scrubbed his body vigorously, washing away the fragrance of the sandalwood with the water. If this thing is stained on his body, it will be like a bright torch when walking in the barren mountains. Wu Gen does not want to be chased to the ends of the earth by these wild beasts.
Yang Zheng stood by the pool, watching the gravel around him beating continuously, and listening to the faint sound of hooves in the distance. His face turned pale. How many beasts had Wu Gen attracted to create such a momentum.
"Quick, let's go." Wu Gen jumped out of the water, and Yang Zheng ran like crazy in a direction away from the sound of hooves.
The sky gradually brightened, and the undulating mountains were covered with a touch of red clouds. In the early morning, when birds and animals should be singing, the mountains were eerily silent.
Wu Gen and Yang Zheng carefully walked toward the valley where Mo Zhi's family camped. Across a mountain, the thick smell of blood could be heard from afar. When they reached the top of the valley, they looked down. Even though they had experienced many tragedies, they were still shocked by the sight before them.
In the narrow valley, there are layers of corpses of various beasts, most of which are broken. The blood had been flowing in the valley all night, and had gradually solidified, turning into a porridge-like layer.
Stepping on these black and red blood stains, Wu Gen and Yang Zheng covered their noses and searched for traces of people.
Finally, in a piece of mud, Wu Gen discovered a corpse that was almost unrecognizable. On the hand of the corpse, Wu Gen found a ring. The gorgeous gems on it were still shining brightly even though it was in the mud. On the back of the ring, there are two words Mo Zhi.
This should be Mo Zhicheng's body. Wu Gen and Yang Zheng nodded, without touching the belongings on the ground, and turned around and headed towards the basin where the four families were camping.
After running for nearly two days, Wu Gen and Yang Zheng arrived at the mountains near the camp. Everything was normal in the camp, there were bonfires, and the remaining people were having dinner leisurely.
As the young masters of each family left with their elites, these people obviously relaxed a lot. Each family only left a dozen people to guard them, and there were also some servants with no cultivation level among them.
"How about it? When will we do it?" Yang Zheng couldn't hold back his excitement. The people in front of him were obviously not very powerful. It would probably be fine for the two of them to just attack directly.
Wu Gen looked at the tailless sheep huddled in the prison car in the distance. He had been running in the mountains for several days, looking a little depressed. "Wait, wait until midnight. It's best not to alert the guards, and let me rest for a while." meeting."
Looking at Wu Gen who was sleeping deeply, Yang Zheng didn't feel tired at all. After thinking for a while, he took out a delicate box from his body. When he opened it, there were hidden compartments inside.
"Which one should I use?" Yang Zheng scratched his head and looked at it for a long time before carefully taking out a few soybean-sized pills from a hidden compartment. Standing up and walking upwind, Yang Zheng wrapped his mouth and nose with a thick layer of cotton and carefully ground the elixirs.
When the elixir turned into powder, Yang Zheng leaned over and touched the Mo Zhi family's camp. When the camp gradually became quiet, Yang Zheng looked at the night guard taking a nap beside the campfire. He quietly sneaked near the camp, tested the wind direction, and used a fire stick to ignite the elixir powder.
A faint wisp of smoke drifted towards the camp. The smoke had no peculiar smell and slowly drifted past the tents and carriages. With a plop, the guard who was watching the night fell to the ground.
When the smoke cleared, Yang Zheng carefully walked around the camp. It was quiet everywhere, and all the people and horses had fallen asleep. "Not bad, this soul-entering pill works as always."
On the mountain, Wu Gen woke up from Yang Zheng's shaking. As soon as he got up, Wu Gen was in a daze. There were two people on the ground with shackles on their hands. "This is it?"
"This is the person who was imprisoned by the Mo Zhi family. I have brought him here, but the shackles cannot be taken off." Yang Zheng pointed to the two people on the ground.
"What's wrong with them?" Wu Gen stepped forward and carefully looked at the two unconscious people on the ground. Apart from the young man who asked for medicine for the old servant of the gods, the other one was a middle-aged man with thick calluses on his hands, which looked like they were caused by years of hard work.
"You're addicted to my medicine. It doesn't matter. You'll wake up after a while." Yang was playing with the shackles on their hands. "I don't know what the shackles are made of. They are quite hard."
Hao Gen looked at the shackles on their hands and said, "Come on, carry these two people further away, and I'll see if I can cut them open."
The two men each carried one person on their backs and found a secluded place. Wu Gen spent a lot of effort to remove the shackles on their hands with a broken knife.
Soon after, the two woke up quietly and were a little surprised to see Wu Gen and Yang Zheng.
"You don't have to be a tailless sheep anymore." Wu Gen smiled and squatted in front of the two of them, reaching out and handing over some water.
The two of them drank half a bottle of water and finally recovered. After all, the young man had seen the world, and he looked uncertain, "Who are you two?"
Wu Gen sat in front of the other party and put the knife behind him, "Don't worry, we also came here from Tianyuanzhou. We saw the two of you being kidnapped by the shepherds, so we rescued you two under the night. In this foreign land , we are all fellow villagers, can you tell us where you are from?"
Seeing Wu Gen acting like this, he was probably not teasing himself, and the young man's tense heartstrings relaxed.
After some conversation, Wu Gen learned that the honest man was named Zhong Lei. He was an authentic farmer who was robbed by pirates while farming alone in the fields.
The young man's name is Xue Xin, and he is a native of Xuju, Tianyuanzhou. Before coming here, he was a village chief in Hupu Camp, a powerful force in the middle school. He was demoted to guard the city gate because he offended his superior.
Since I squatted at the gate of the city for many years, I got to know a lot of people coming and going. The old servant of the god often went to the countryside to diagnose diseases, so he became familiar with Xue Xin.
Later, while walking outside the city, the two were attacked by more than a dozen pirates and kidnapped to Kuntianzhou. However, the old servant of the god couldn't bear to be reduced to the shepherd's food, so he resorted to a method to cut off his own meridians and died in a foreign country.
