Chapter 482

The stone

Shen Yanxiao frowned. It was obviously a knife wound. It was left by a swordsman or a knight. Although the wound is almost healed now, it can be inferred from the wound that the knife at that time was definitely bone deep.

It is impossible for a normal person to carve it out as a stone.

The wounds of Xiao Ke and Lao Ba are the actions of magicians and swordsmen, but they have accepted two absurd and heinous reasons?

It's really weird.

"Uncle Ba, you and uncle Ke were injured at night?" In order to get more information, Shen Yanxiao pretended to be clever.

The old Ba nodded and said without concealing: "yes, it's all at night. Not only us, many people in our village have injuries, but they are not serious ones. Uncle nine said that it's because we are close to a graveyard. The Yin is heavy and there will be some unclean things to make trouble at night. Fortunately, it doesn't matter. We are used to it. " Lao Ba opened his mouth with a smile, and felt nothing wrong.

But the more Shen Yanxiao listened, the more strange he felt.

It's not like Lao Ba is lying, but the villagers are injured in the evening. This kind of thing is really not right. Shen Yanxiao is very clear that the injured villagers are not because of any ghosts, but because of fighting with the people of the cave wolf mercenary regiment.

The question is, why do the villagers here seem to have no memory at all?

Moreover, such ferocious wounds seem to be nothing in their eyes. If I were someone else, I'm afraid that I'd been bedridden for a long time, and I'm very weak. I can't be as vigorous as Xiao Ke and Lao ba. If I hadn't seen the wounds on these two people, Shen Yanxiao could hardly believe that they were so hurt.

Shen Yan Xiao could not think of the solution, but a dust fell in front of her nose.

Before she could react, old Ba jumped up and reached out with a big hand. He directly lifted Shen Yanxiao and Zhu que up and retreated to the door.

The next second, a large piece of straw fell from the roof and hit the place where they were standing.

"Ah, I'll say that uncle Jiu's house has been renovated. When is it going to be like this?" Lao Ba looked at the fallen straw. He was used to it in his eyes. He just said something casually.

Shen Yanxiao and Zhu que are now being dragged by him in their hands. Their easy movements are like two pieces of tofu instead of two people.

Even if an adult man wants to drag them away in such a short time, he is afraid that it is impossible to drag them directly in the air.

What surprised Shen Yanxiao even more was that Lao BA's action just now was fast, no less than that of an intermediate professional.

But in Lao BA's body, she could not feel any fighting spirit and magic at all.

"Some of the villagers have great strength..." Du Lang's words echoed in Shen Yanxiao's mind, and Shen Yanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that everything Durang said is true.

But what is hidden in this poor village? Will it make it look so weird?

The unexplained riots, the villagers who don't know the truth, Lao Ba who has great strength, and the unimaginable reasons for their injuries