Chapter 253 Lurker

Sun Fuling smiled and said, "Only if the gods are high above the nine heavens and have no real conflict with human beings, can this be possible. You see, since the emergence of the country in the world and the use of Yuan Power by the country, the demons and immortals are gradually becoming more and more important. No matter how weak and mountain monsters are, the Taoist monks will even want to kowtow to the emperor and find a prince to worship him. "

He Lingchuan wondered: "In that case, why do some people still say that Yuanli is taught by immortals?"

"Historical records show that monsters were rampant in the Middle Ages and poisoned the people. People listed floods and monsters as two major disasters, and immortals or practitioners were mortal enemies of them." Sun Fuling explained, "The aura between heaven and earth is becoming more and more powerful. For a long time, practitioners hope to seize it from monsters, and vice versa. Some old scholars believe that Yuanli is taught by immortals because for a long time, the sect and the country have become allies to deal with monsters together. The sect is deliberately showing favor to humans, but the gods are too elusive to be seen or tested."

Therefore, humans have established countries all over the world, while most monsters are driven to the mountains and swamps.

Outliers like the Northern Demon Country are, after all, in the minority.

"God..." This is a mysterious term, but He Lingchuan can hear it on many occasions. Nian Songyu even invited a god to get on top of him, aiming to seize the big square pot, "Why do you want to help humans?"

Sun Fuling spread her hands: "How many people in the world understand such an illusory thing? I have heard countless legends, but they are all far-fetched."

She smiled and said, "You can ask Commander Zhong or General Red about this question."

Yes, the distance between these two people and gods is closer than most people.

He Lingchuan scratched his head and changed the topic: "How do you want to use these ten days of vacation?"

"I wanna go……"

A scream suddenly came from the west, interrupting her words.

The voice was high-pitched, and it was either a woman or a child.

The sound stopped suddenly, but He Lingchuan had already identified the direction, pointed to the Luan tree beside him and said to Sun Fuling: "Stay under the tree and don't move!"

This Luan tree is very big. Although it loses all its leaves in winter, the trunk forms an angle with the low wall on the side. At this time, the sun is slanting to the west and cannot shine here. It is very hidden when you stand inside.

He followed the sound and ran.

After climbing over three low walls and two mud huts, he saw a boy lying face down on the threshold.

He Lingchuan turned him over.

This was a boy of about six or seven years old. His eyes were wide open, his expression was horrified, and his cervical vertebrae were broken.

There were several bloody holes on his neck, as if they were punctured by sharp claws.

The boy stared at He Lingchuan, his mouth moved, and he took his last breath without saying a word.

There is no resurrection after death, so it is important to catch the murderer first. He Lingchuan put the child's body down and observed the nearby traces.

He had been a patrolman catching monsters for several times and had accumulated a lot of experience. Then he saw a footprint on the ground next to the child's corpse——

Human footprints, but not as long as his hand.

He jumped up to the wall and found two smears of blood on the tiles. This was where the opponent's forelimb had been pressed, stained with the child's blood.

Chase!

He used Yan Huishen Technique and chased in the direction determined.

More than three months of hard training day and night showed results. He walked through the narrow streets and houses at a speed that was hardly disturbed by debris, which was no less than a real swallow.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a black shadow flash across the east wall, as if it had jumped into someone's window.

Caught up!

He Lingchuan followed, landed on the roof tiles quietly, and waited with bated breath.

It didn't come out for a while, maybe it was waiting for He Lingchuan to go in.

Not being fooled, he took a small medicine bottle, lit it, and threw it in through the window.

There was a clang and the bottle shattered.

Soon, a large cloud of dim yellow smoke came out of the door and window, accompanied by bursts of hoarse coughing.

Is the murderer really human?

This medicinal smoke is used to smoke monsters and beasts out of their caves, such as weasels, foxes, and cave spiders, but it is equally effective against humans.

Just a few breaths later, He Lingchuan saw a black shadow jumping out of the window and running away madly.

The distance between the two sides is only two or three feet.

He was well prepared. He raised his wrist, activated the secret box, and shot the arrow from his sleeve.

bingo.

However, he aimed at the back of the heart, but the sleeve arrow hit the opponent's leg.

Attacking high-speed moving objects is still a bit inaccurate after all.

The black shadow staggered, let out a weird growl, and continued to rush forward.

He Lingchuan secretly exclaimed that it was a pity.

The sleeve arrows he was equipped with were purchased from a thin man, and their material and strength were only mediocre and passable. If it were replaced with the purple-gold sleeve arrow he specially customized from Li Fubo, the black figure's thigh would definitely be pierced, and there was a rope behind the arrow, so He Lingchuan could pull it back by force.

But here, the sleeve arrow can only have a delaying effect.

The importance of equipment is often revealed at critical moments.

He Lingchuan did not dare to delay and jumped off the roof to chase after him.

At this time, the thick smoke had not dispersed and his vision was unclear. As soon as he landed, he felt a breeze behind him and felt a chill.

There's an ambush!

He didn't have time to think too much. His knees bent and his legs softened. He rolled onto the ground. He held the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand and slashed forward!

There was indeed another dark shadow lurking behind him, holding back the smoke and trying to hit He Lingchuan in the back.

These things actually committed crimes together!

Thanks to He Lingchuan for seeing the opportunity early.

But even so, he still felt a burning pain in his back.

He was injured after all.

If he had avoided it for even half a second, this thing would have probably poked several big holes in his back.

Fortunately, his knife also hit the opponent's chest, and that blow was like hitting leather, without the pleasure of splitting the flesh.

But the black shadow also screamed in pain, and attacked He Lingchuan like a storm.

After a few clinks, the weapons of the two sides clashed, and sparks flew in the smoke.

He Lingchuan then realized that this guy was more than one circle bigger than the first black shadow he chased, but his movements were far less flexible. No wonder his first reaction after being attacked was to ambush and counterattack instead of running away.

And the black shadow choked on the smoke several times during his roar, and his attack slowed down. If it weren't for his thick skin, he would have been killed by He Lingchuan.

Its skin is thicker and tougher than a hundred-year-old vine, and the patrol guard's long sword has limited damage to it. As long as this thing protects its head and neck, He Lingchuan can't do anything to it for a while.

With this thick skin, it is almost invincible.

He had seen clearly that the opponent was skinny, like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of skin, but the skin was dark and covered with fine scales.

At first glance, it looked humanoid, with lower limbs longer than upper limbs, and could walk upright and attack, but its forelimbs had only three toes, and its claws were like scissors with hooks, and they were incredibly hard, so it could directly block He Lingchuan's knife.

What was even more terrifying was its face...

It had no face, only two sunken eye holes on its head, with green ghost fire jumping in them; the other hole was not sure whether it was a nose or a mouth, and it made a hissing sound like an insect.

Suddenly, it spat out a mouthful of green thick phlegm at He Lingchuan.

The two were close to each other, and it had the style of spitting and nailing, so He Lingchuan didn't dare to let it spray, so he raised his knife to block it.

Then, he heard a slight hissing sound from the blade, and there was also a strange smell.

If this thick mouthful of phlegm splashed directly on his face, then...

He would have to say goodbye to Yingjun in this dream, right?

At this moment, a shadow on the wall flashed, and the agile monster that He Lingchuan had been chasing after came back and joined the battlefield without saying a word.

One was ruthless, the other was fast, and it was two against one. What chances did he have of winning?

He Lingchuan was in danger.

If he hadn't been in the martial arts hall these days, his character and martial arts skills would have improved rapidly, and he would have been ripped open in two encounters and killed in advance.

But he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Should he risk getting hurt and kill the agile monster first? He was thinking about it in his mind, but he heard a "splash" sound, and someone poured a pot of boiling water from behind, all on the strong monster.

The thing screamed immediately, and its hands were in disarray.

Its cry was very strange, like the hissing of an insect or the cry of a night cat.

How could He Lingchuan miss such a good opportunity? While it instinctively turned around, he chopped it on the neck with a knife.

He knew that this thing was tough, so he used all his strength and used all his strength.

At the same time, a black object also hit the monster's head, making a loud "bang" sound, just knocking it towards the long knife.

Green liquid splashed, and He Lingchuan dodged.

He split the monster's neck in half, but the bone was not cut to the bottom, and a small part was still connected.

But his knife was broken.

The blade was corroded before, and it was used by the owner to chop it violently, and it could no longer bear the weight.

The strong monster fell to the ground and twitched. Its companion saw that the situation was not good, turned around and fled, faster than before!

He Lingchuan shot another sleeve arrow at its back, and could only watch it go away.

"Why are you here?" At this time, the smoke had basically dissipated, and he could see the person who helped him clearly -

Sun Fuling.

She was still holding a big pot in her hand, and there was a deep dent on the bottom of the pot.

Just now, she poured boiling water on the monster and hit it on the forehead with a slam dunk, which happened to be perfectly coordinated with He Lingchuan, otherwise he might not be able to split the monster's neck.

The monster on the ground couldn't stand up, but it was still stretching its claws to grab people. Seeing that it was about to touch Sun Fuling's shoes, He Lingchuan pulled her back: "Didn't I tell you to wait under the tree?"

"It's too lively here." She didn't seem to be very frightened, just leaned down to observe, "What the hell is this thing?" The neck was split open for most of the time, but it didn't die.

He Lingchuan admitted: "I haven't seen it either." Since joining the patrol, he and his team have killed at least forty or fifty monsters, and none of them looked like this.

It's better to say that it looks more like an evil ghost than a monster.

But the ghost cave is afraid of the sun's true fire, and generally does not move during the day, let alone under the sun.

He saw clearly during the pursuit that the sunlight shone on the monster, and it didn't cause any discomfort.

"Where did the hot water come from?"

Sun Fuling pointed to the house: "I took it from the stove, it just boiled."

"Does anyone live here?"

"Yes, dead on the ground." Sun Fuling turned around and walked into the house.