"This kid..."

Uncle Li shook his head. Although he was strict with Dachun, he actually took good care of this young junior.

"When I go back, I will be much more calm when I use the money I sold ginseng to ask his father to find a wife for him."

Toyama smiled. Although he was not much older than Otaka, he looked much more stable because he had already started a family.

"I hope... Toyama, avoid it quickly, there are monsters!"

Uncle Li wanted to say something, but when he saw Toyama behind him, his face suddenly changed drastically and he quickly reminded him.

But it was still too late, a hand with black feathers suddenly grabbed Toyama's collar and lifted it up.

Toyama struggled hard, trying to get rid of the hand with both hands, but the hands behind him remained as iron pliers.

And as he tried harder, Toyama's face turned red and he was already being slapped and could not speak.

"Enough, let him go."

Uncle Li shouted angrily, and he aimed the spear in his hand at the tall black shadow behind Toyama.

Despite the light emitted by the fire, the figure cannot be seen completely, and only a black shadow over two meters high can be seen.

This black shadow put great psychological pressure on Uncle Li, which made his body tremble slightly, and his palms were already filled with sweat.

This kind of oppression never appeared even in the jackals, tigers and leopards he had faced.

"Human, you're scared!"

A hoarse and unpleasant sound came from the shadow, like the sound of a person's screaming in despair.

boom!

Just at this moment, a thunderous thunder sounded, and the miserable white lightning instantly illuminated the entire world, including the tall black shadow lifted Toyama.

A tall, dark and cold bird-headed monster with feathers on his black robe suddenly reflected into his eyes under the lightning.

“…Feather clan!!”

Uncle Li's eyes widened instantly, and his legs were shaking violently uncontrollably due to fear.

"From your appearance, you should know the rules on Zhongwu Mountain. Then I ask you, who killed the feather tribe who died next to the mountain stream today?"

After the lightning, the bird-headed monster's body merged into the darkness again, but a hoarse voice came from the darkness.

That goshawk died?

Uncle Li quickly realized who the monster in front of him was referring to. After all, only one creature they encountered today could be called the Feather Clan.

"This matter has nothing to do with us. Apart from you, we have not seen the feather tribe you mentioned today."

Although he probably guessed who the other party was talking about, Uncle Li did not intend to tell what both parties had seen before.

He knew the style of these monsters. Once it was involved, the other party would not care whether it was really done by them.

In their opinion, ordinary humans are no different from other animals on this mountain.

It is normal to kill them to vent their anger because of venting their anger.

"It has nothing to do with you? No, you can't deceive me, there is the residual smell of you."

The bird-headed monster said as his other hand stretched out from the darkness, pinching a few blood-stained feathers on his palm.

"I don't know, maybe it's just that we happened to pass there, I really don't know."

A few traces of sweat flowed out from Uncle Li's forehead. He looked at Toyama, whose breathing was getting more and more uncomfortable, and his heart became more and more anxious.

"Lying, you're quibbling!!"

The bird-headed monster suddenly became furious, with a pair of huge black wings spreading behind him, and his hands suddenly exerted force. Toyama's face turned from red to purple, and soon there was no sound.

A life will die.

"Toyama!"

"I'll fight you, monster!!"

The death of his companion made the old hunter overcome fear. The hunter who often walked between life and death did not lack the courage to fight to the death. He threw the spear in his hand forward.

Swish!

The bird-headed monster just swung its left wing forward and slapped the spear that flew close to it.

But then several sharp arrows shot at him, and he grabbed them with his hands and folded them in half.

However, when he looked forward, he found that Uncle Li had already penetrated into the dense forest. He immediately sneered.

"A mere mortal, who angered God's majesty, even wanted to escape."

As the black wings spread, the bird-headed monster turned into a black shadow and chased the old hunter in the direction of the escape.

During this period, after passing by a dim mountain temple, a lightning bolt appeared in the sky again, illuminating the statue inside and allowing people to see the statue clearly.

The whole body is mainly golden, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a bird's head and a pair of golden wings on the back.

Shake... Shake...

A few drops of black dots appeared on the ground, and soon there were more and more black dots, and a heavy rain poured down.

The sloping rain water caused by the strong wind scattered the burning incense in the temple, and the heavy rain quickly blocked the small temple, making people unable to see clearly.

"Run!!"

The old hunter let out a last cry, and some miserable voices were heard around, and even in the heavy rain, they could be heard clearly.

The black big hand fell from above, pinched his celestial spirit cover, and turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees hard.

The bird's head and monster opened its beak, and a slim white smoke with a faint human shape appeared from the old hunter's face and was sucked into his mouth.

"Want to run away? I dare to kill a feather tribe. All the humans on this mountain will die to calm the anger of the mountain god!"

The bird-headed monster let out an ugly gigolo, threw down the old hunter, spread its wings and flew into the air, and countless rains circled around him, forming a huge vortex, but his clothes were not soaked in the slightest.

Soon he decided to a certain direction and swooped away with a whirlpool made of rain.

Seeing the bird-headed monster leaving, the tiger dragon carefully separated the trees that had been wet by the rain and crawled out of the dense forest.

He also heard the words of this monster just now. Combined with the experiences of these humans and his own, he simply guessed that the so-called feather tribe in the bird-headed monster's mouth is probably the one who had already entered his stomach.

The tiger dragon was quite angry inside. Even a miscellaneous bird had a backstage, but he was still alone.

At the same time, I was a little nervous. This bird-headed monster is not the kind of animal that has just lived for a long time and is a real monster.

According to his division, he has a cultivation level of more than a hundred years, and he is likely to be unable to beat it now.

If it weren't for the heavy rain as cover, he wouldn't have dared to continue wandering here.

Most monsters have sensitive noses and can rely on smell to track their prey.

Fortunately, since he was able to control the water flow, the smell on his body has inexplicably faded, and it smells like the soil in the mountains and the water in the river.

With the bonus of heavy rain, his hidden ability and strength have been greatly improved.

The tiger dragon swam to the corpse of the man named Toyama. His death was quite terrifying, his face was purple, his eyes were raised, and his bloodshot.

It seems even more terrifying in this rainy night with lightning and thunder.

However, the tiger dragon didn't feel anything about it. He usually ate more alive and devoured himself. Nowadays, people are just one of the thousands of races in this world.

Just as people don’t be afraid of chickens, ducks and fish on the dining table, there is no difference between humans nowadays in the eyes of tigers and dragons.

He stretched out his claws to search the body, and soon a wrapping of animal skin was found by him.

Unpacking the package, a ginseng that is as long as a human forearm is exposed.

As I got closer, even when it was raining heavily, I could smell the fragrance coming from it.

The tiger dragon opened its mouth and spit out a similar animal skin from its mouth, unbuttoned it with its claws. There was also a ginseng of the same size lying quietly inside.

There was still blood stain on it.

The tiger dragon put two ginseng together, wrapped it in animal skin, and swallowed it into his mouth again.

Because he was not sure how powerful the medicine would be when taking these ginseng together, he did not eat it directly, but put it in his mouth first and wait until the time is right before using it.

Then he turned around and swam towards the direction where the old hunter had just escaped.

The old hunter did not escape much, and the tiger dragon soon saw the old hunter lying on the ground.

Compared with the terrifying young hunter just now, the old hunter had a haggard face and was extremely thin, looking like a mummy who had been dead for a long time and had no moisture.

Except for the wrong direction of the head rotation, it looks much more pleasing to the young hunter just now.

"The ghost after his death is gone."

The tiger dragon was stunned when he saw the corpse. He had been through the underworld, and he was a strange beast with the bloodline of the dragon clan.

You can see ghosts in nature, for example, a ghost appeared on Toyama just now and was slowly dissipating.

Of course, it did not really dissipate, but went to the underworld under an inexplicable force.

Life in this world will not stay in the world for long after death. Most ghosts will leave under the traction of the power of the underworld.

In addition to a few existences with deep obsessions or bound by special forces, they will remain in the human world.
To be continued...