Chapter 127

When the rain stopped,

the sky was still very dark, only the grass on the ground was bright green, especially energetic.

And in the shade of a bunch of weeds, large and small puddles lie there quietly, reflecting the black clouds and sky light, in the quiet, quite a few different to the wild interest.

Zhang Yang came out of the tent again with a wooden spear in his hands. Although he was so weak that a gust of wind could blow him down, his eyes were as dangerous and cunning as a wolf.

After looking around for a long time, he walked toward a cowhide tent more than 100 meters away.

These are the only three tents left in the temporary camp, and there is a reason why they were left.

Maybe it's a rotten corpse, or something more terrible than death.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yang came to the tent. After a little hesitation, he chose a firm position and grasped the center of gravity. Finally, he deviated from the direction and gently lifted the entrance curtain of the tent with a wooden spear.

A smell of rotten stench rushed out, and the people inside were dead. The corpse was highly rotten, and white maggots could be seen rolling wantonly.

But Zhang Yang still looked at every corner of the tent very carefully.

"This is a strong man. His leather armor, his sword and shield, the calluses of the tiger's mouth and the position of his weapons all prove that he is an experienced soldier."

"The injury on his body, in his left arm, can't be seen to be caused by any weapon, but at least this man had been well bandaged and treated before he died."

"So the cause of his death is interesting. It's not because he died of serious injury, it's not because of wound infection, it's more like a kind of epidemic disease, a kind of epidemic disease that can be infected. Otherwise, the man's weapons and equipment and luggage would not be here."

"It can even be inferred from this that the temporary camp was quickly abandoned, perhaps because of the panic caused by this mysterious epidemic."

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang poked the corpse with a wooden spear and smeared the rotten yellow liquid on the spear tip.

Then he turned and went to another tent.

This tent is no different, even more dilapidated, and its owner should have died for a long time.

But Zhang Yang still kept the greatest vigilance, and the steps to be taken were not bad at all.

When he turned aside and carefully opened the tent curtain, he heard a whooshing sound. A crossbow was ten centimeters away from Zhang Yang's head, and then he didn't wait for Zhang Yang to react. With a low roar, a bear like body rushed out, holding a sharp dagger and stabbing fiercely!

Well, it's empty.

Zhang Yang was holding a two meter long wooden spear, so he not only deviated from the position, but also had a distance of two meters. The killing move designed by the big man was very fierce and exquisite. He was definitely a professional soldier. Even if ordinary people reacted quickly, it was difficult to avoid this fatal blow.

But now it's embarrassing!

The fierce bear like man had fierce eyes and a sharp blade, but he could only lie on the ground and in front of Zhang Yang. He did not dare to move, or could not move.

One of his legs is rotten.

Besides, the wooden spear in Zhang Yang's hand was aimed at his eyes, only one centimeter.

The confrontation between the two sides remained motionless for a few minutes, and Zhang opened his mouth.

"Want to die? Or do you want to live? "

This voice outlet automatically becomes some kind of zigzag insect language.

Zhang Yang is not surprised by this.

The man didn't speak. He had gray hair, blue white eyes, big cheekbones, and three ferocious scars on his face. He was about forty years old.

"Spit!"

The man spits out a mouthful of phlegm and closes his eyes directly. He has no interest in communication.

Zhang Yang smiles and continues to say in the same insect like language: "my name is Jack Mu spear. I'm the sacrifice of the greatest mountain god of Shenmu peak, Anni Ni Toni. Next, I'll say three words. Zhang Yang's back is against the entrance of the tent. The crossbow in it is only one step away from him, but he didn't take it. Instead, he carefully looked at the crossbow carried by the man Cut clues and point out one by one.

In this battle, attack the heart!

And the man listened quietly, like a dead man, and didn't pay any attention at all.

Zhang Yang also said to himself,

"although your hair and beard have become very chaotic in the past two days, I can still see the appropriately trimmed outline. Therefore, I dare to guess that you should be a very self disciplined person."

"And a noble with good fortune, high status and strict self-discipline, I can't think of any reason for you to refuse my rescue?"

"It can't be because I'm a shoemaker of low status! Before that, I, as a shoemaker, should not be qualified to be the enemy of your aristocracy. "

"Well, there's only one reason. Do you hate heresy?"

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