Carved by stones
Shen Yanxiao frowned secretly, it was clearly a knife wound left by either a swordsman or a knight. Although the wound was almost healed now, it could be inferred from the wound that the knife at that time was definitely deep and visible.
A normal person would never carve it out like a stone.
The wounds of Xiao Ke and Lao Ba may seem like the work of a magician and a swordsman, but they both accepted two ridiculous and outrageous reasons?
It's really weird.
Uncle Ba, did you and Uncle Xiao Ke both get injured at night? "Shen Yanxiao pretended to be obedient in order to get more information.
Lao Ba nodded without hiding anything and said, "Yes, it's all at night. Not only us, but many people in our village have been injured, but they're not serious wounds at all. Uncle Jiu said it's because we're close to a cemetery where the Yin energy is strong, and there will be some unclean things causing trouble at night. Fortunately, it's not a big deal, we're all used to it." Lao Ba smiled and spoke without feeling anything wrong.
But the more Shen Yanxiao listened, the more he felt strange.
Lao Ba doesn't seem to be lying, but at night, the villagers were collectively injured. This kind of thing is really not right. Shen Yanxiao is very clear that those injured villagers were not caused by any ghosts or monsters, but by fighting with the members of the Cave Wolf Mercenary Group.
The question is, why do the villagers here seem to have no recollection at all?
And such a ferocious wound doesn't seem like anything in their eyes. If it were anyone else, they would probably have been bedridden and extremely weak. They wouldn't have been as lively as Xiao Ke and Lao Ba. If they hadn't seen the wounds on their bodies, Shen Yanxiao would have found it hard to believe that they had suffered such heavy injuries.
Shen Yan and Xiao Bai couldn't figure it out, but a speck of dust fell in front of her nose.
Before she could react, Lao Ba suddenly jumped up, reached out his big hand, and directly picked up Shen Yanxiao and Zhu Que, and flew back to the door.
The next second, a large piece of straw fell from the roof and happened to hit the place where the two of them had just stood.
Hey, I just said Uncle Jiu's house has been renovated. When will it end like this? "Lao Ba looked at the fallen straw, his eyes accustomed to it, but he just casually muttered something.
At this moment, Shen Yanxiao and Zhu Que were being dragged by him in two hands, effortlessly moving as if he was dragging not two people but two pieces of tofu.
Even if an adult man wants to react and drag the two away in such a short time, he probably cannot achieve the exaggeration of dragging them directly in mid air.
What surprised Shen Yanxiao even more was that Lao Ba's movements just now were very fast, no less than those of an intermediate professional.
But in Lao Ba, she couldn't feel any fighting spirit or magic at all.
Among those villagers, some have great strength... "Du Lang's words echoed in Shen Yanxiao's mind, and Shen Yanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly.
It seems that everything Du Lang said is true.
But what is hidden in this barren village? Will it make everything look so strange?
Mysterious riots, villagers who do not know the truth, powerful old men, and those inexplicable reasons for injuries