Hearing the town chief Zheng Ze's account, Song Qiang's expression grew increasingly serious. He stroked his chin, seriously said, "The Blood Demon appeared only after the town was enveloped in thick fog, which means there must be a connection between the Blood Demon and the fog... But what exactly is this so-called Blood Demon, an evil beast or something else?"
"We don't know, the Blood Demons only move at night, and everyone who has seen them is dead. All we know is that as long as they are targeting someone, there is no chance of survival."
In Zheng Ze's pair of ancient eyes, there is a hint of fear. He is already a person who has one foot in the coffin. Facing death, he is more relaxed than others. But what makes him afraid is the unknown things.
"Is there a possibility that it's not a beast of demon, but a human?"
At this moment, Chen Mo opened his mouth.
Song Qiang and Zheng Ze and others all turned to him with curious looks, Chen Mo smiled slightly, and then asked: "Song Qiang, since you said that you came here to investigate after receiving information, how did the person who reported it know it?"
Song Qiang answered without thinking, "The messenger said that it was the town chief who sent him out. The group of five, all of whom were martial artists, exerted all their strength to come out. However, after leaving the thick fog and arriving at the Hanging Mirror Bureau, only he was still alive..."
Zheng Ze nodded slightly, "This matter was indeed under my instruction. There are only six martial artists in the town, all of whom are ninth level, but they tried to find the trace of the Blood Demon, not only did they not find it, but one of them died bizarrely."
After that, he sensed that they could not survive the crisis on their own. So, he sent those five people out to die and pass on the information here to the Hanging Mirror Bureau.
"Did he see anything?"
Chen Mo continued to ask.
"He said that he only saw a black shadow, flashing past, and then two of his men fell down. It was the remaining two who died protecting him, which gave him the chance to survive..."
After a moment of thought, Song Qiang asked curiously, "The Blood Demon appeared only after the town was enveloped in thick fog. If it was man-made, how can the fog be explained?"
"The answer to this question is also simple, your two subordinates should know"
Chen Mo disgustedly pulled out the two people holding his arms, Sun Qian and Su Ke Nu, and the two looked at each other with big eyes. Then they looked curiously at the one in front of them, "How do we know?"
Chen Mo's mouth twitched, and he explained helplessly, "The production of mist has two possibilities. One is illusory array, the array can create illusions, although it is a false scene, but there are no people with certain strength who can see through it. This is the knowledge of the Dao of scholars..."
As he spoke, Chen Mo looked at Sun Qian, the assistant with tough skin. The latter smiled awkwardly.
It was the era of Dao, with three thousand Dao paths and a full bloom of flowers. It was no longer the era of martial arts prosperity, when every Dao had received good development. Symbols come from the Dao of scholars, and then became a separate path on their own. Although they had separated into different families, some knowledge could still be learned, especially arrays.
"If it's knowledge from the Dao of scholars, then why do you ask me..."
Su Ke Nu pursed her lips, showing some dissatisfaction.
Chen Mo's eyebrow twitched slightly, and he said again, "Mist is a natural phenomenon, and those who control nature can also control the mist, which is the knowledge of the Shamanic Dao."
"Hmm..."
Su Ke Nu awkwardly turned her head and did not dare to look at Chen Mo.
The physician comes from the Dao of Shamans, and has also split the family. But whether it's healing or adding state to teammates, it's all about controlling natural power...
"If you say it like that, then is the Blood Demon a human? But why would humans drink human blood? If it's a beast of demon, I might believe it, but what's the use for humans to drink human blood?"
Su Ke Nu argued somewhat unwillingly.
Chen Mo casually said four words, "Wu Guan Zhi Shu."
"There's no point in talking about this more. Let's go see the scene instead. Only by seeing the real situation can I draw further conclusions."
As Chen Mo finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly came from the quiet crowd.
"Captain, Captain, please save us…"
The sudden sound immediately aroused the alertness of the crowd. The originally crowded people suddenly scattered, making way for a path. Not far away, a teenager who was covered in injuries hobbled towards Zheng Ze.
"Zheng Liang? What's wrong with you?"
Zheng Ze quickly moved forward, looked up and down at the teenager, and his eyes were full of concern. He and the teenager were from Zheng Village, same family name, and according to seniority, the teenager in front of him had to call him an uncle.
Zheng Liang's eyes were red, and tears were glistening in his eyes. When he saw Zheng Ze, the tears flowed uncontrollably. "Uncle, they're all dead, they're all dead."
"What have they died, Zheng Liang? Explain it clearly. Explain it clearly. Explain it clearly."
Zheng Ze had a premonition of what was happening, but he still asked in a ghostly manner for three times was, his voice began to tremble, and his wrinkled and old hands clutched the collar of the teenager. But the strength was gradually weakening.
"They are all dead, Zheng Village, three hundred and seventy-one people, except for you and me, the rest are all dead, all dead..."
Zheng Liang said the cruel fact in a calm tone, and Zheng Ze's hands stopped abruptly, then fell powerlessly. Then he felt a blackout directly, and fainted.
"Captain"
"Uncle Three"
One after another, urgent voices came from all directions, and the crowd around Zheng Ze worriedly surrounded him.
"Can you have a look at Captain Zheng for me... Zheng Liang, right? We are from the Hanging Mirror Bureau. You say that everyone in Zheng Village is dead. When did this happen?"
Song Qiang was clear-headed and immediately made the correct decision.
Zheng Liang was originally worried about Zheng Ze's health, but when he heard Song Qiang introduce himself as coming from the Hanging Mirror Bureau, he felt a sudden joy. The uncle had repeatedly told them that as long as the people from the Hanging Mirror Bureau came, they would be saved.
Now, hearing the name of the Hanging Mirror Bureau, Zheng Liang's face lit up with a smile he hadn't seen in a long time. He wiped away his tears and said, "Not long ago, there were monsters killing people in the village. They emerged from the ground and killed many people... I'm the fastest runner in the village. My father and others sent me to notify my uncle... Captain"
"Not much time has passed, so if we go now, we might find some clues..."
Chen Mo was also curious about this matter. Since leaving the mist meant being attacked, if he had entered the situation, he could only eliminate the threats to ensure his safe departure. It might as well cooperate with Song Qiang and others.
Song Qiang nodded slightly, "Chen Brother's words are right. Let's go together..."
As he spoke, the tough-ass assistant Sun Qian furrowed his brow, stepping back to join the others. Chen Mo, quick-witted as ever, reached out and grabbed his shoulder, "Sun Qian will come with us. There will still be danger here. Leave Zhao Wen to guard, and Su Keke to treat the wounded."
"Ah? Can I not go?"
Sun Qian blinked her eyes, looking at Chen Mo in a playful manner, with eyes full of naive simplicity...
