Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

Chapter 68 Small Town Cry?

And now Yan Shijun believes too much in the system, which has never had a trace of doubt, but actually has other purposes.

Li Muhe took him along the path with ease, because they were walking in deep mountains and old forests, and they didn't encounter any obstacles along the way.Even with the blessing of Yan Shijun, the Tianzi No. [-] trash who couldn't hit his hands or shoulders, he still rushed very fast.When the sky just dawned the next day, Yan Shijun finally saw the small town hidden behind the woods at the foot of the mountain from afar.

The town is not big, and it seems that there are not many families to live in. The outer wall is surrounded by a wall-like structure, completely enclosing the small town.Yan Shijun looked away, but always felt that something was vaguely wrong, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

It's weird, it's better to say it reveals an indescribable... lifeless feeling...

It is just dawn and the dew is still heavy. It is reasonable to say that it is time to get up and plow. When the shops open, there is not even a little smoke coming out. There is a large farmland on the mountainside in the distance, but there are no people. What is going on? What's going on?

Yan Shijun tugged at Li Muhe's sleeve: "Do you feel that something is wrong?"

"Something's wrong?" Li Muhe followed his gaze and looked towards the town, but as if he didn't see anything, he asked doubtfully, "No, Ah Chen, are you thinking too much?"

"Did I think too much?" Yan Shijun's sense of uneasiness was suddenly shaken. People like Li Muhe who have been practicing martial arts all year round are generally more sensitive than ordinary people. Since he didn't say anything, it might be because he really thought too much.

They went all the way down the mountain along the trail, and the closer they got to the town, the more uneasiness that resurged in Yan Shijun's heart became more serious.When they got under the city wall, this feeling of uneasiness completely reached its peak.The gate of the city wall was closed tightly. Yan Shijun knocked on the door, but there was no response. He put his ears on the door, but he couldn't hear any sound from inside.

A dead silence.

Li Muhe also had some doubts at this time, the main entrance could not enter, and Yan Shijun flew over the city wall with light kung fu, and entered the city. As soon as they landed, they were completely stunned by the scene in front of them.

The city is a hellish place, the houses and buildings are in a mess, the corpses are thrown on the ground without mercy, blood flows across the river, and the air is filled with a pungent smell of blood.It can be seen that most of these people are ordinary people, plain clothes, old and young, and even babies who are still in their infancy.

With trembling hands, Yan Shijun slowly touched a corpse. It was stiff and cold, and he had been dead for at least a day.

He staggered two steps back, Li Muhe grabbed him just in time to keep him from falling down.

"Why... why, how could it be here..." Yan Shijun's whole body was trembling, and suddenly he thought of something, "Shen Chichuan? Then where is he?"

It was obvious that it was directly wiped out by someone here, but someone would actually attack directly under Luoxiaogong Mountain, and who was it?Is it those Central Plains martial arts who claim to be noble on the surface but are actually hypocritical?Or someone in Luoxiao Palace who harbors evil intentions like Lord Dongshan?

What about Shen Chichuan?Will he be in danger?

Li Muhe comforted him, went forward to check the corpse, he turned the wound over to look at it, sniffed the smell of blood carefully, suddenly his face became ugly.

Yan Shijun seemed to be grasping at straws: "Did you see something?"

Li Muhe nodded, he hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "This wound is poisoned, this kind of poison should be... the poison of Luoxiao Palace."

Yan Shijun was taken aback, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "What do you mean?"

Li Muhe lowered his eyes, and in front of him was a little girl who was only about ten years old, holding a candied haws in her hand. The whole candied haws had not been bitten yet suddenly changed, her eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.He slowly closed the little girl's eyes, but did not answer his question.

"I don't believe it," Yan Shijun shook his head, and said suddenly, "Before I met Shen Chichuan, I didn't believe anything."

Seeing that he was not in the right state, Li Muhe wanted to hold him in his arms distressedly, Yan Shijun's feet seemed to be stepping on clouds, and he dodged lightly as if his soul was out of his body.Li Muhe's open hand hung in the air for a long time before slowly falling down.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and asked, "Ah Chen, you really like Shen Chichuan, right?"

Yan Shijun's body shook, and he nodded almost without a pause.

Yan Shijun felt that at this moment, the hero's feelings were no longer important to him, even if Li Muhe would get angry, his mood would change, it would lead to changes in the plot of the following story, or he would not be able to go back because of this, these were not important up.

He has nothing to worry about.

Yan Shijun turned his back to Li Muhe, and he didn't notice that his eyes became sinister the moment he saw Yan Shijun nod, and when Yan Shijun turned his head, he had already returned to his usual gentle look.

He said lightly: "Ah Chen, let's continue walking."

He wisely did not continue the topic just now, as if it was just an insignificant episode.

Walk along the avenue all the way to the town, the more you go inside, the more corpses, the bloody smell blows in your face, making you breathless.Yan Shijun was on the verge of retching, Li Muhe worriedly held him back: "How about...stop, don't go inside."

Yan Shijun didn't answer him, he just shook off his hand and walked through the corpse step by step.

Suddenly, a few small voices attracted his attention.

Yan Shijun followed the voice and found a little girl behind the collapsed door panel.

The little girl was wearing dusty trousers and a jacket, and she wore a small golden lock around her neck. It was unknown whether she was frightened or simply hungry, and she was already on the verge of death.Yan Shijun patted her face, and then she slowly opened her eyes, but they were strangely off-white, as if a white barrier was covering her eyes.

She looked vaguely at the person in front of her, her round face was unusually red, as if caused by a high fever, the little girl moved her parched lips from thirst, and called out softly: "Brother ……elder brother?"

At that moment, Yan Shijun's heart twitched suddenly, and suddenly thought of his sister, Yan Shiqing.He and Yan Shiqing have been enemies since they were young, and they grew up fighting and fighting together. Although he usually speaks viciously to his sister, he knows in his heart how important his sister is to him.I remember that when I was young, my parents were not at home, and my younger sister had a high fever, so he carried his feverishly confused younger sister all the way to the hospital, leaving his little footprints in the snowy night of that winter.

At that time, he was still young, and ordinary fever was like a terminal illness in his eyes. He was afraid that his sister would never wake up after falling asleep.At that time, in order to keep his sister from falling asleep, he talked a lot along the way.He talked for a long time, only his younger sister whispered weakly in his ear: "Brother..."

The little girl's "brother" called him back to that snowy night.

The girl stretched out her hand slowly, wanting to touch the face of the person in front of her, but when she was about to touch it, there was a sudden flash of coldness, and the warm blood sprayed on his face, and that snowy night never ended. The nightmare that could happen actually appeared at this moment.

The little girl's cloudy eyes widened and she was completely out of breath.