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Chapter 104 Tracking
"Lost?"

In the air, Yan Ji, standing on Zhi's back, frowned.

In the beginning, weaving could keep up with the ancestors of the Liang family.

But behind him, the ancestor of the Liang family suddenly accelerated, and Yan Ji couldn't even see his back.

"Master Yan, this old man is too fast. I am not good at speed, so I can't keep up with him."

The weaving voice came from the mouth of the giant spider under its feet, the pitch was sharper and harsher than that of a human body, and the volume was much louder.

What made Yan Ji dig his ears a little was that the voice of the monster's body was like a mixture of hundreds of different voices, and it sounded in his ears at the same time.

If it was an ordinary person beside him, not only would his ears be buzzing, but his mind would definitely feel extremely chaotic.

"It seems that this old guy accidentally wants to get rid of us. We can't let him find Wan Hefei first, Zhi Zhi, turn around and go to Ruyi Inn."

Yan Ji stood on Zhi's back with his hands behind his back, and lightly stamped his feet.

Zhizhi immediately turned around and flew towards the Ruyi Inn.

A few minutes later, Yan Ji came to Ruyi Inn.

He kicked and smashed the front door with the words "Closed" hanging on it.

With a bang, the main entrance of Ruyi Inn turned into pieces and flew towards the hall.

"Who?"

Shopkeeper Hao, who was dozing off, woke up immediately, squinting his eyes and looking at the door.

I saw a huge figure walking in with his head down.

"Master Yan, why are you here?"

Seeing the face of this figure, shopkeeper Hao immediately greeted him with a flattering expression on his face.

"Where's Wan Hefei?"

Yan Ji looked around the front hall and asked in a cold voice.

"Master Wan? Didn't Master Wan follow your order to go to the back mountain? I saw him carrying five sacks..."

Shopkeeper Hao noticed that something was wrong with Yan Ji's tone, and said cautiously.

"He hasn't come back since he went to the back mountain?"

Yan Ji was not surprised, when he came to Ruyi Inn, he guessed that Wan Hefei would go to the back mountain to deal with those Liang family children.

"This...not really."

Hearing Yan Ji's question, Shopkeeper Hao's tone became more cautious. He vaguely guessed that Wan Hefei might have betrayed Yan Ji.

Yan Ji didn't ask any more questions, and rushed directly to the cellar of the back kitchen.

Weaving followed closely behind.

One person and one demon entered the tunnel, and rushed towards the back mountain without stopping.

After exiting the dark and damp tunnel, dozens of ghosts with eight eyes and sixteen legs and various deformed appearances were seen, gnawing on two tattered corpses.

Sensing Yan Ji's arrival, a dozen spirits rushed over viciously immediately.

With an impatient look on his face, Yan Ji wanted to crush these spirits to death.

But suddenly, as if they sensed something, these spirits immediately fell from mid-air, curled up their legs and lay on the ground one by one, the ferocity on their faces disappeared, like docile and submissive puppies.

At the same time, some ghosts let out a low, strange roar that Yan Ji couldn't understand, which was a bit like a humming sound.

Others even shouted the word "mother" in their mouths, cautious and fearful, with weird and ugly tones, not like the sounds that human vocal cords can make.

Yan Ji glanced at Zhi behind him, and then remembered that these monsters seemed to be born by her.

Dozens of pink spider threads stretched out from the weaving feet, gently stroking the heads of these spirits.

The spirits showed both enjoyment and fear on their faces, as if they were waiting for the judgment of fate.

Many of their brothers and sisters died at the hands of their "mother" in this way.

"Actually, these spirits can be regarded as children of concubines, but their intelligence is too low, and they behave like wild animals."

Yan Ji seemed to think of something, glanced at Zhi, "Can you order them?"

There was a hint of shame on Zhizhi's face, "Of course, the corpses of these children who were handed over to Lu Peng before were all killed by the concubine himself, so they are so afraid of the concubine.

"Besides, these children don't know how to resist the concubine, and they always lie on their stomachs waiting to die like this. If they resist, the concubine will feel better physically and mentally.

"Master Yan, do you need their corpses too?"

"Haha, why does Yan want their corpses? Aren't the living spirits more useful? With you here, aren't all the spirits all over the mountains and plains for my use?"

Yan Ji laughed, if he hadn't come to the back mountain, he would have forgotten about it.

With so many spirits and monsters, how much they are worth is secondary.

The strength of each of them is actually much stronger than that of ordinary Heishanzhai minions, and it is about the same as before he became a warrior.

If gathered together, it would be a terrifying force.

"Master Yan, these children are very weak, and the strongest ones are no more than skin and flesh warriors like you humans.

"Even if they're all gathered together, you can stamp them out a few times, my lord. It won't be of much help at all." Zhi shook his head.

Yan Ji pursed his lips, "Zhi, you don't understand us humans, we are different from you monsters.

"Many things are not convenient for us to do it ourselves, and we need them at this time.

"Besides, if we have to do it ourselves for any small shrimps, wouldn't we be exhausted?"

"I shouldn't be tired, right? After all, I have hunted and killed many weak creatures for more than 200 years, so I don't feel tired?"

Zhi Zhi thought for a while, and felt that he should refute.

Although they are all stronger in the monster world, they can do what they say, and there is no room for opposition.

But she learned an idiom called "loyal words are harsh to the ear" from Master Yan's man named Guo Qi.

So she felt it was up to her to say the right thing.

As soon as Yan Ji's face turned dark, he used an analogy to explain that these spirits are useful, so why are they still on the hook?

I didn't bother to say anything more, I felt that if I continued to explain, maybe Zhizhi would convince him.

Passing through a group of spirits lying on the ground, he squatted down and picked up two tattered corpses.

The flesh on the corpse's face was basically bitten off.

It can only be judged from the body and clothing, it may be the two Liang family children I saw at the Ruyi Inn before.

"Only these two corpses?"

Yan Ji glanced at a rabbit-like eight-eyed spider lying beside him and asked.

The rabbit looks weird and tilts its head, its eight eyes reveal confusion, as if it doesn't understand what the human being is asking.

Three black lines appeared on Yan Ji's forehead.

"Zhi, you ask them if they know the situation at that time."

Yan Ji decided to leave this question to professionals, after all, he has never learned the language of monsters.

Zhizhi nodded, "Let's try it yourself, but their intelligence is low, maybe even if they saw it, it would be difficult to describe the scene at that time."

Afterwards, Zhi Ye imitated Yan Ji and squatted down, making a strange and piercing cry.

Hearing Zhi Zhi's cry, some of the clever ones stood up immediately, dancing with their hands and feet, as if they were describing something.

(End of this chapter)