Vol 2 Chapter 944: Mountain gods, misunderstanding

Hearing what the stall owner said, Xu Zimo frowned slightly and said, "Can you tell me more in detail?"

"There is a family in the south of the city. It is a little girl.

Originally I grew up watching and often come to me to eat wontons," the stall owner said to himself.

"That little girl has always been an orphan, but these days there are more parents.

And that little girl won't eat my wonton anymore. "

"Who dares to eat ravioli?" Ji Ruobing glanced at Qin Luo's corpse next to him and muttered softly.

"I know," Xu Zimo thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

He took Ji Ruobing straight to the south of the city.

"Do you know to believe him?" Ji Ruobing asked.

"Believe it or not, you'll know when you go," Xu Zimo replied.

The south of the city is a little barren.

There are many weeds on the ground, and most of the people who live here seem to be the people at the bottom of the city.

On both sides of the road, you can see all kinds of tents erected, with disheveled people lying in them.

On one side of the alley, beggars in tattered, ragged clothes slept in groups half-dead.

This city seems to have a hundred kinds.

You can see different things in every city.

The two came to the south of the city that the stall owner said, and found the so-called courtyard.

This courtyard is very old, the surrounding walls are made of earthen walls, and some places have collapsed.

"Go in and take a look," Xu Zimo said.

He stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the courtyard door was opened.

The door opener is a little girl.

Wearing a simple coarse white shirt with two small braids on either side, there seems to be some dust on his face.

"What's the matter with you?" the little girl asked suspiciously.

"Little girl, are your family there?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Daddy, someone is looking for you," the little girl called into the house.

Hearing "coming", then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue gown coming out of it.

The man has an ordinary face, no abnormality at all.

"Who are you?" the man frowned and asked.

"Oh, we are the orderers under the Lord of Destruction, Wood War God," Ji Ruobing said quickly.

"This time I was ordered to investigate the escape of the blood beast."

"What does this have to do with us?" the man asked in a panic.

"Someone revealed that you have a relationship with Shi Xue Beast, we have specially investigated it," Ji Ruobing said lightly.

"My lord is aware," the man quickly explained.

"There is a lot of uneasiness in the city these days. We don't even know how to get out of the house, how can we know what kind of blood beast."

"It's useless to say more, let's investigate it, if there is nothing wrong, naturally it won't make it difficult for you to wait," Ji Ruobing said.

The man hesitated, and finally nodded.

Said: "My lord, please."

Entering this room, Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

There was nothing unusual about the little girl and the man who received him.

The courtyard is rather rudimentary.

There was a cough in the back room.

"Old Dong, is anyone here?"

Hearing the voice, the man on the side quickly explained: "This is my wife. She is seriously ill. It is inconvenient to see people. I hope you can forgive me."

"Go and see," Xu Zimo said.

Walking into the inner room, a strong smell of medicine came out, very pungent.

On the table inside was a pot of medicine that had just been cooked, and on the bed was a woman who covered her body with a quilt.

"My friend is a doctor. As the saying goes, healers' parents, let her show your wife," Xu Zimo smiled at the man.

"Maybe there is something miraculous."

"Thank you, my lord, then," the man hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

Ji Ruobing gave Xu Zimo a look, and then walked slowly towards the woman.

"Auntie, stretch out your hand," Ji Ruobing said.

"Then bother the beautiful woman," a weird voice came from the quilt, and then only a green paw swept past Ji Ruobing's eyes.

Scratched directly at her eyes.

Ji Ruo snorted coldly, as if he had been prepared for a while, he pulled away and backed away.

With a "bang", the door to the room was closed the next moment, the quilt was lifted, and a green monster stood up.

This monster is ugly, with a green body, like a legendary kid.

Its ears are similar to elves, sharp and slender, with a bald head and layers of ripples on the top of its head.

Both eyes are pure white, and the nose is eagle-eyed.

"Damn you guys," I saw the kid said angrily.

The next moment, on the top beam of this room, four little ghost-like monsters jumped down.

And the little girl and man before that, shivering with fright, hid away.

"How does the blood beast look like this?" Ji Ruobing asked curiously.

"They are not blood beasts," Xu Zimo shook his head solemnly.

Although he has never seen a real blood beast.

But when I was in the Northern Continent, I had seen some leftover patterns at the site of Jian Xian Jiang's family.

The Jiang family is the guardian of the northern continent-style blood space, just like the sword fairy Jiang Yun himself.

Although the blood beasts of Shishi have the same form, they have one thing in common. The power they use is the power of Shiki.

It is a unique power at the end of that mythical age.

Like the gods of the mythological age, they are all possessed of supernatural powers.

And the power of these green monsters in front of them is nothing more than the transformation of ordinary auras, so what about the overlord of the gods in the late evening?

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo frowned and asked.

"Your head door came, and asked who we are?" the monster said coldly.

"You interrupted my tribe's worship, do you know the consequences?"

"What kind of clan are you?" Xu Zimo continued to ask.

The monster did not answer, but slowly raised his hands.

These hands are also different from ordinary creatures.

Generally, living creatures have five fingers, which are long and short.

But this monster has six fingers, and the six fingers are generally short.

Ji Ruobing, who was quite knowledgeable, thought about it a little, and said in surprise: "Are you from the Six Fingers?"

"Oh, there are people who know this name," the monster raised his head and gave Ji Ruobing a faint look.

Leng snorted: "But how do those lowly six-finger tribes compare with us?

They are just sidelines with mottled blood.