"Pu" Something suddenly rolled on the ground in one of the people's clothes. Ruotao grabbed it with the tip of the blade, and she said loudly: "Young Master, another small arrow of blood rosin."

"Hmph, it turns out that it is a broken mess of the evil spirit. If it falls into my hands, you will be unlucky." Guan Heng's cold words sounded in his ears. The three people instantly went from their heads to their soles. They already understood that they had fallen into the hands of their mortal enemies.

...

After a while, Guan Heng had already questioned some of his eyes. These three half-black powerful men came to support the temporary bunker.

Unfortunately, they lost their direction when they were not familiar with the path. After seeing Guan Heng and the others, they wanted to force their way to ask for directions before silence them. Unexpectedly, they were beaten up and threw their lives here.

After knocking the three people out, they threw them into the cave. Guan Heng and Ruotao immediately left the forest and returned to Fengdi Village. When they arrived at Yue Niang's house, they actually saw Wang Xiong. It turned out that he was the male owner here, Yue Niang's husband.

"Puch." Wang Xiong had no choice but to say anything at this moment, kneeling down in front of Guan Heng. He shouted: "My benefactor, thanks to your help, I can go home alive to see my wife and children again. The great kindness is as heavy as a mountain. Please accept my worship."

Of course, Guan Heng refused to be easily knelt down, so he hurriedly reached out and helped Wang Xiong up: "Brother Wang doesn't have to do this. I will do it if I promise Yue Niang and Xiao Ji. This is nothing."

Upon hearing this, Yue Niang and her son Xiaoji were also so excited that they could not speak. Tian Lin smiled from the side and said, "Okay, Brother Wang's family is reunited, it's time for us to set off. We have to go to Sanyueling while there is still half a day."

"Why, your benefactors are going to Sanyueling?" After hearing Tianlin's words, Wang Xiong's family's face changed slightly. Just as they were about to say something, an old voice suddenly came from the door: "Brother Wang Xiong, you are back home, right? I'm here to discuss some things with you."

"It's Village Chief Ma, please come in quickly." Yue Niang opened the door in two steps in three steps and welcomed a hunchbacked old man over 60 years old in welcome. "Hey, who are these?"

"Village Chief, let me introduce it." Wang Xiong quickly said: "The person in front of you is the great benefactor who saved the brothers in the village, Guan Heng."

"Oh, it turns out that he is the benefactor. Please accept a bow from me." Guan Heng looked at the village chief's age and wanted to salute him, and hurriedly reached out to support him: "If you can't do it, please get up."

"My benefactor, this gift is from my sincere intention, because I have been saved this time, and three of my biological sons. If you hadn't taken action, they wouldn't have come back."

Village Chief Ma said a few words of gratitude, and then Wang Xiong asked, "Is there anything wrong with you coming to my house?" "Oh, by the way, I'm here to inform you about something."

Village Chief Ma remembered his purpose at this time, so he quickly said, "Didn't you often go to somewhere not far from Marching Ridge to transport firewood? There has been a lot of peace there recently, so I'll tell you that you must not go again recently."

Hearing this, Wang Xiong immediately took a breath of air: "What? So, Sanyueling has started to make a fuss about 'that kind' again?"

Seeing Guan Heng and others listening for no reason, Yue Niang said, "Village Chief, Humph, tell me what happened there to your benefactors, otherwise they might also encounter trouble."

"Yes, benefactor, please listen to me slowly." Village Chief Ma and everyone walked into the house and sat down, and then told them all about the birth of Sanyueling.

The wild pine forests in the March Ridge are also very famous among the mountains and ridges in the north of Chongguo. The most famous ones are that they are surrounded by many fierce beasts and even terrifying ghosts.

The natives who live within a hundred miles of Sanyueling know that this place cannot be approached for nearly four months every year.

Because the monsters living in the local area are extremely violent, their kind not only fight and fight for life and death, but also take the initiative to fight against powerful invisible ghosts, thus turning into fierce battles between monsters and ghosts.

But the situation this year is different. The ghost battle between the beasts on the wild pine forest in March Ridge suddenly broke out and extended to a further range. Many village tribes have been affected, either the village is destroyed or the people are forced to migrate.

Fortunately, Fengdi Village is more than a hundred miles away from Sanyueling, so it is not possible to avoid death. However, most of the forests near Sanyueling are made of wooded trees and top-quality straw. Most of the firewood and grass for the villagers during the winter are brought there. If they are not prepared fully before winter, heating and feeding livestock will become a problem.

Village Chief Ma received the exact news today. When the two small settlements near Fengdi Village went there to harvest firewood, they encountered ghosts and monsters attacks. None of the dozens of people were spared and were all swallowed up. Therefore, he told the villagers from door to door that they should not go to Sanyueling again in the near future.

"So the monsters and ghosts on the other side of March Ridge are so rampant?"

After listening to the other party's narrative, Guan Heng scratched his head and thought to himself: "Does this have something to do with the bones buried there by the Ghost Lord? No matter what, we will definitely pass there. At that time, not only will we fight with the people from the Shahui Society, but there will be more enemies. Hehe, it's very lively now."

"So, I want to tell you that the road ahead is not safe. If you plan to go to Guishan, it is better to take a detour."

"Miss Minister, thank you for your kind reminder, but we must go to Marchingling."

After hearing the other party's words, Guan Heng smiled slightly: "But we are not weak at all. Ordinary ghosts and monsters are not our opponents. To be honest, even if we have the Black Qi realm, we have a way to deal with it."

"Oh, since that's the case, I'll be relieved." Village Chief Ma shook his head slightly, then smiled bitterly: "You are really like the guests who passed by my family before. They are both skilled and brave. They don't listen to my advice and insist on going to Sanyueling."

After hearing this, Tianlin seemed very curious. She asked casually: "Why, besides us, there are other people who want to go there too?"

"That's right, that guest passed by my house to ask for water this morning, and asked about the situation in March."

Village Chief Ma stroked his long beard and said, "If you are on the same journey, you might have met. The guest was a strong man in his thirties. He was carrying a huge copper axe and kept muttering about what kind of servant to look for. Haha, I am old and I don't hear clearly."

After hearing the village chief's words, Guan Heng secretly recorded the person's appearance. Everyone talked a few more words and immediately said goodbye and set off.

After a while, Ruotao, who was riding Rong Xuan's corpse horse to explore the way forward, ran back to everyone.
Chapter completed!