Chang Siguo looked up through the gap between the branches, and saw the crooked waning moon breaking through the dark clouds and appearing on the horizon. The dim moonlight shone brightly, leaving nothing to hide from the two small black dots slowly hovering above his head.
The wilderness is silent and there is no sound everywhere.
With his backhand, he pulled out two selected intact bamboo arrows from the dry arrow pot behind his back.
There was a knife-like arc at the corner of his mouth. Chang Siguo ducked out from under the tree, bent his bow and nocked an arrow upwards, and shot two arrows in one go. The birds in the sky were so fast that they lost their vigilance and did not react. They were shot separately. Middle belly and wings.
With a shrill scream, the birds flapped their wings and fell to the ground.
Chang Siguo stepped forward, picked up the arrows that were interspersed with big birds, crushed one of the birds that missed the vital point and was still struggling, pulled it out and threw it under the tree, and put the arrow shaft in the dry grass mud. After wiping the ground for a few times to clean up the blood, he put the arrow back into the arrow pot with his backhand.
In the river, he was strangled by a sneak attack by the strange snake. He had a pot full of arrows, but only half of them were usable.
It must be used sparingly, as there is still a long way to go.
After carefully checking the equipment on his body, Chang Siguo glanced back a few times, then bent down slightly, tried his best to choose a tree cover or an uneven shaded area, and ran quickly to the northeast.
About half an hour later, a marten with dark brown fur jumped out from the withered grass.
The little beast stopped under the tree, got close to the stiff bird carcass, stretched out its protruding nose and sniffed, then stepped back a few steps, turned around, raised its furry head, and made a high-pitched "cluck" into the night sky. "The strange calls were very regular, with three calls and a short pause, and they were called four times in a row.
Soon, two figures wearing black corsets and their faces covered appeared.
One person took out a piece of dried fish from the bulging bag on his right waist and fed it to the little beast that jumped on his shoulder. He touched the smooth fur on the back of the little beast and looked around, paying careful attention to the movements around him.
The other person was squatting under the shade of a tree, playing with the two gray finch carcasses on the ground that were used for tracking, turning them over and over, observing the penetrating wounds from the bird's belly to the back, the degree of blood coagulation, and the broken neck of the other bird. Strength.
After a long time, the man opened a mud pit near the root of the tree with his palm and buried the two gray finches in it.
He stood up, took out a piece of silk cloth, carefully wiped his stained hands clean, made a few gestures with his companion, and folded the silk cloth into his sleeve pocket. The other person nodded solemnly and uttered two " squeak”.
The marten licked the dried fish fragments left at the corner of its mouth with its tongue, jumped to the ground, and ran toward the northeast.
Small black shadows appear and disappear under the shade of trees and in the grass.
The figures of the two people following him were erratic, lingering a hundred feet away behind the little beast, following not far away.
There was not even a single word exchange between the two of them, they stayed silent all the way, making at most two gestures.
And further behind the two of them, three miles away, there was another mysterious figure looming.
The marten went east for a while, then to the northeast for a while, constantly changing directions.
Apparently the objects it tracks often change their destinations.
Every ten miles it runs, the marten will turn back and bark three times, dive across three large and small rivers, and then search downstream for ten miles on the other side of the river before looking for something new, turn to the north, turn around and bark a few times, and chase after it. .
The crescent moon moved southward, and when the distant mountains were about to be seen, the little beast caught up with a lonely figure walking at night.
Chang Siguo turned around cautiously and saw a black-brown marten, wet all over, five feet away. It raised its head and made a strange "clucking" sound at him. Then the little beast jumped into the woods beside the field and let out another A strange cry like laughter waited for a while, and then appeared in front of him and screamed again.
The moon penetrated into the dark clouds, leaving only faint light in the sky, and the world became dark.
Chang Siguo frowned slightly, this little beast's behavior of seeking death was too strange.
It's like she has a grudge against him.
He passed through wilderness plains and walked through the barren slopes of forests. Although it was winter, he had also startled many wild animals such as rabbits, weasels, and voles foraging for food, but this was the first time he encountered such a strange thing.
Then he turned around and saw two black shadows, one on the left and one on the right, floating towards him.
He was walking on a small field ridge. The two people were stepping on the winter wheat field. They heard the ferrets still making strange "clucking" sounds. At the same time, they pulled out the slender swords around their waists and expressed their hostility simply. Speed up and rush over without saying a word.
It was really aimed at him. Chang Siguo took out the arrow in his hand, jumped forward and rushed into the woods on the right.
That ferret with a terrifying bark turned out to be the leader.
He also purposely waded such a long distance to prevent dogs from sniffing and tracking him all the way. Unexpectedly, he found it anyway. The marten was not simple, maybe it was a mutated alien beast.
The two people who came were wrapped up tightly, even their hair was tied with black cloth, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women. The two men were light and agile, and their swords were narrow, exuding a heart-wrenching feeling. The hair is very hairy and weird.
Compared with the physical trainers from the sect or the army that he had fought against before, it was a very different feeling.
He was alert, and he didn't dare to tell the truth because there were only two of them, so he stepped forward to fight.
He guessed that the two people who came were assassins who had accepted the commission, a mysterious profession that was very ancient but had always existed.
Yi Shangyan once explained to him that the captains who led the bandit army and Sihuang City were closely protected by cultivators all year round. In order to guard against enemy forces, assassins were invited to infiltrate into the military camp and assassinate the captains, which served as a link between the previous and the next. general.
Killers work for money, and as long as the price is right, they dare to assassinate generals, city lords, and even emperors.
The killer organization should have had some information about how he killed more than a dozen city guard cultivators in Bei Maple City by himself when they took over the task, so that they could bid for it, but they only sent two Solid Realm killers to deal with him.
It was an underestimation of his strength.
The killers dispatched are still enough to suppress the situation.
The two hidden killers behaved in a certain way, but they were not at all like the killers he had heard about.
After using the little beast to find him, Chang Siguo was so impatient that he drew his sword to show his murderous intention. He didn't even go through the usual foreplays such as position selection, setting up a trap, and ambush. Chang Siguo had to be vigilant.
If something goes wrong, there must be something to rely on.
Be cautious in sailing the ten-thousand-year ship. Chang Siguo must choose a terrain that is favorable to him, so that he can take advantage of the unfriendly exchange that follows.
As for the two killers, it didn't matter whether they were sent by Bei Maple City or the Bei'an Army. The first priority at the moment was to kill the enemy and save their lives.
This forest is not as bare as the willow forest.
There are broad-leaved evergreen trees and pine needle trees mixed in, there are open grass in the middle, and there are more dense miscellaneous trees.
It is more beneficial to him.
The mink, hissing more and more urgently, circled his position in the woods, jumping up and down, left and right, very fast. Chang Si thought several times about using the arrow in his hand to beckon the mink to close his eyes. He opened his noisy beast's mouth, but couldn't find an opportunity.
The little thing is very cunning and knows how to use the cover of trees to avoid staying in the same place.
It was at least seven or eight feet away from Chang Siguo, and it seemed that he was deliberately trying to interfere with his vision and hearing.
The two killers in black followed them into the woods. They were not in a hurry to use their narrow swords to clear and cut down the obstructive trees and shrubs. They searched for gaps in the trees together and slowly approached the distance between them and Chang Siguo. Only the branches and leaves that blocked the way were caught. They cleaned up easily.
Chang Siguo became more and more cautious. The Heavenly Eye Technique had been activated for a long time, and he was vigilantly watching the area around him.
He only occasionally expanded his "sight" to more than ten feet away.
He wanted to see what these two weird killers were up to.
He would rather believe that the dog has changed to eat shit than he would believe that the guy in front of him who is suspected of being a killer will not do any dirty tricks.
His trump card of being able to see things secretly, except for the elusive Xu Yunlou, even if others saw him fighting with the cultivators in the garden, they would only have some guesses, suspecting that his perception is far beyond that of ordinary cultivators, and they would not think of him. Capable of full visual inspection.
As far as Chang Siguo knows, there is no theory of opening up the heavenly orifices in the body-refining master's secret manuals.
Chang Siguo, who was slowly retreating, soon discovered something. On a branch five feet away from him, a shiny black centipede appeared at some point, about half a hand long, hidden in the branch of the big tree. , the tentacles sway slightly.
Then, as he walked backwards, he discovered two scorpions hiding under the dead leaves.
Centipedes, scorpions, spotted spiders, three-finger-long snakes and other objects were also found on both sides of the body.
Ordinarily, poisonous insects and the like should not appear during the twelfth lunar month of winter.
Even if they are discovered by chance, they are curled up in a hole in the ground, like a dead thing. How can they be like the poisonous insects now, full of energy, and they look like they are poisonous.
Chang Si too tightly tightened the arrow shaft he held in his right hand. These poisonous insects are what the killer relies on.
First, they used ferrets that were scurrying around and making strange noises to interfere with his sight and hearing, and then arranged poisonous insects to deal with him silently. With a look of solemnity on his often thoughtless face, he suddenly stood in the gap in the middle of the forest, waiting for the killer to come. forward.
It wasn't that Chang Siguo didn't want to retreat, but that he suddenly discovered that he had been surrounded by killers.
There were two other black-clad and masked killers lurking behind two clumps of low palm trees ten feet away from where he retreated. They were silent and at an angle. It was unknown when they came.
He finally understood the killer's sinister intentions. The first two were bait to attract his attention.
The guy hiding behind is the one who delivers the fatal blow.
Dogs, as expected, still can’t change their habit of eating shit.
In this way, Chang Siguo felt more at ease. What he was most afraid of was an abnormal situation that was beyond his control. ,,,
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