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Chapter 1407: A Dark and Windy Night (We have just finished defeating the Black Bear Monster…)

Duanmu Huai did what he said. After leaving the construction site, he went to the collection area to begin investigation.

Regarding the situation in this area, Tezuka Lianyi had already told Duanmu Huai that Yangchen Town was divided into the new district and the old district. The old district was the center a long time ago. The new district was rebuilt after entering the modern era. The two sides were separated by a river. Currently, most of the population of Yangchen Town lived in the new district, and there were less than 800 people left in the old district.

This is why we chose to develop there.

Although he disapproved of the underworld's practice of forcibly expropriating other people's land, when Duanmu Huai arrived at the old district, he also felt that simply flattening the place... might not be a bad thing.

Although there is a bridge connecting the new district and the old district, there is no road in the old district for cars to drive on, and the buildings here are also quite disgusting. The walls of the houses are made of mud and the roofs are thatched, just like the natives who have not been civilized in the deep mountains and old forests. These houses are quite low, and some are even in a state of collapse. Narrow paths are scattered in all directions like spider webs, and you can smell an unpleasant stench.

It would be more appropriate to call this place a cesspool rather than an old district.

“Ouch… it stinks.”

Menme Satori immediately showed a look of disgust, and Duanmu Huai also nodded. This stench was like the rotten vegetables that had been left in the vegetable market for several days, which made people feel quite uncomfortable.

According to Tezuka Renichi, no one has ever come into contact with the people in the old district. People in the old district never cross the bridge, and people outside the old district never go in. Although the bridge is not closed, it is like an invisible door that completely separates the modern and the ancient. Even those lawless underworld members seem to be nervous about the atmosphere here, so much so that they dare not come here, let alone go in to cause trouble.

But before that, Duanmu Huai still had some things to confirm.

He took out the envelope and photo that Tezuka Renichi gave him, stared at them, and then closed his eyes.

“Crack————!!!”

The next moment, the scene in front of Duanmu Huai suddenly changed, and a dilapidated shrine that looked abandoned for a long time appeared in front of him. In front of the shrine, a woman was tied up on a chair, and next to her, there were dozens of villagers surrounding her.

Their attire was quite strange. It was not winter yet, but everyone was wrapped up in thick clothes. They also wore turbans and hats on their heads. The faces of these villagers were also strange. Their faces were fat and thick, with dark pupils occupying three-quarters of the whites of their eyes, protruding front teeth protruding from their lips, and they were not wearing shoes. Their flat feet were covered with hair.

They just stared at Takatsuki Mio, whispering as if they were talking about something. Then, several men came out and came in front of Takatsuki Mio.

"Quick, let me go!"

It can be said that she is worthy of being the daughter of a gangster. Even facing this situation, Takatsuki Mio was not at all timid. She stared at the man angrily and shouted loudly.

"What on earth do you want to do? I can talk to my dad...! He has money!"

  However, these men completely ignored what Yingyue Mio said. They held her down, then took her right hand and put it on the table. Although Yingyue Mio wanted to struggle, she was no match for these men. She could only watch them hold her hand down, and then one of them raised a kitchen knife and cut the little finger that was fixed!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

You can imagine how painful it is for a girl to have her little finger cut off alive. Mio Yingyue screamed and struggled wildly, but these people just grabbed her hand and didn't let her move. Then, amid Mio Yingyue's screams, two villagers came over, one picked up the severed little finger, and the other picked up the Polaroid photo, and then put them together with a piece of letter paper and stuffed them into an envelope.

They whispered something, but it was too quiet and because of Mio Takatsuki's screams, it was hard to hear clearly. But soon, the man left the shrine. He walked through the ruined streets with the envelope, came to the post office on the other side, and stuffed the letter into the mailbox...

Then Duanmu Huai opened his eyes.

"take a break."

"Ok?"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's words, Mianmu Satori looked at him curiously.

"We'll do it at night."

Duanmu Huai said this while checking the weather forecast on his phone.

Tezuka Lianyi's judgment was wrong. The shrine was not located halfway up the mountain, but in the old district. It was just that the layout inside was the same, so it was mistaken. In other words, there is more than one shrine of the same kind here...

As for how to deal with it, Duanmu Huai has already decided.

Soon, night falls.

When Duanmu Huai opened his eyes, the cold night wind blew past, and the whole sky was dark. It was already late at night, and for such a small place deep in the mountains, naturally no one was out and about. The town was completely dark, with only the light of the street lamps bringing small dots on the road, which looked like the last traces of human civilization.

Duanmu Huai turned his head and looked at Menmu Sanatori. At this moment, their car was parked in the parking lot, next to a small park. At this moment, Menmu Sanatori was sitting on the swing in the park, swinging back and forth, as if enjoying some interesting game. Seeing this scene, Duanmu Huai nodded, and then he got out of the car. As Duanmu Huai moved, the shadow behind him began to roll and boil, covering Duanmu Huai's body, and then turned into a black, hard, steel power armor.

"Are you ready?"

Duanmu Huai strode to the side of Mianmu Sanitori, who looked at the power armor on Duanmu Huai curiously, then jumped up from the swing, and then saw Mianmu Sanitori reaching out and patting the armor on Duanmu Huai.

"How interesting! Teacher! Are you going to go dressed like this?"

"Sure, so are you ready?"

If it were someone else, Duanmu Huai might consider whether to show off his equipment, but as for Menme Sanatori...it doesn't matter.

"Of course, Satori is ready."

"very good."

Duanmu Huai nodded. "Remember what I said. Anyone who dares to stop us will be killed without a single one left alive."

"I see~~~ I hope I can cut something interesting this time..."

"let's go."

Duanmu Huai glanced around again, then turned and walked towards the old district not far away. Mianmu Satori also followed Duanmu Huai with the white wooden sword in his hand.

When the two stepped over the wooden bridge across the river, the last ray of light of human civilization also disappeared. In front of Duanmu Huai was a dark, primitive, ancient ruin. Duanmu Huai turned on the searchlight on his helmet, and the light of civilization once again pierced through the primitive darkness like a sharp blade, illuminating everything in front of him. The entire darkness squirmed and retreated from the pure white light, while Duanmu Huai, holding the Thunder Hammer, strode forward.

There was a dead silence all around, not even the sound of insects could be heard. Perhaps because of the cold night wind, the disgusting smell of decay had dissipated a lot. Duanmu Huai could feel that something was watching him from deep inside these dilapidated houses that looked like ruins, but he didn't care, because as a judge, Duanmu Huai came here to do only one thing.

Passing through the twisted path in the ruins and stepping on the slippery mud, Duanmu Huai came to the center of the old district, which was a small mound located in the center of the old district. The entire mound was covered with dense weeds, and under the light, it showed a dark green, disgusting color.

And right in the middle of this hill, there is a cave. At this moment, the door is locked and the door is covered with vines and weeds.

"——————!"

At this moment, the originally dark surroundings suddenly lit up. Duanmu Huai raised his head and saw people from all directions holding torches, surrounding himself and Mianmu Sanatori.

Among these people, there were men and women, old and young. But their attire was the same as what Duanmu Huai had seen before in the time travel. Everyone wore thick clothes, wrapped themselves up. They wore headscarves, revealing only a flat face. They were not wearing shoes, and their deformed, fat feet were covered with hair.

"…………"

They were whispering to each other, as if they were talking about something, but it seemed like they were not saying anything. Then, a hunchbacked old man, leaning on a cane, stood out from the crowd.

"Stranger......"

His voice was hoarse and distorted, and it didn't sound like a human voice at all.

"This is not the place for you, leave here......"

"If you wanted us to leave, you wouldn't have let us in in the first place."

Duanmu Huai scoffed at the old man's warning. He raised the war hammer in his hand and stared at the old man coldly.

"And I have already decided your ending."

"We just want to live a quiet life here...that's all..."

"I know, but unfortunately, you no longer have the qualifications, you filthy heretic bastard."

Duanmu Huai interrupted the old man.

"You heretics who believe in evil gods have no need to survive in this world, and you will perish completely along with the filth you believe in!"

The moment Duanmu Huai saw the distorted appearance of these people through time travel, he had already made a decision. Since he was the Inquisitor, these heretics who gave up their human identities and surrendered to the evil god would obviously have only one fate.

"…………………"

"How about showing your true face? Or do you still have a bit of human dignity and feel that you cannot face others with your ugly appearance?"

“……………………Foolish sacrifice…………”

At this moment, the old man's voice also began to tremble.

"The power bestowed upon us by the great gods is beyond the comprehension of mortals like you! Cui Ye Ming Qi! The gifts from the gods that we have received have already enabled us to transcend the mundane world!"

As the old man roared, the villagers around him took off their clothes, tore off their headscarves, revealing their original appearance.

It's a twisted aberration.

Their large eyes bulged out in the firelight, their ears and feet were disproportionately large, and their bodies were covered in dark, thick hair. Their lips were split into three parts, and beast-like teeth could be seen through the twisted lips. Their legs were bent, and they were squatting on the ground.

rabbit.

That's right, these people are like monsters formed by the fusion of rabbits and humans, but their appearance is not as cute as rabbits. Instead, they have turned into a disgusting, indescribable distorted form.

".........!"

  Mime Sanatori didn't say anything. She held the white wooden sword in her arms, staring at the deformed body in front of her, her body trembling. But that was not fear. Duanmu Huai could see the enthusiasm and excitement in her eyes, just like a child seeing a toy that he couldn't let go of, or like he came to a bustling and lively amusement park. She couldn't wait to experience the happiness here!

“Squeaky———!!!”

At this moment, accompanied by the old man's rabbit-like scream, those people suddenly jumped up, jumped into the air, and pounced on Duanmu Huai and Mianmu Sanori!