The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 49 Blood in the Mountain

  In the middle of the night, a bright full moon hangs on the horizon, and the moonlight shines through the gap in the forest, reflecting a frightened face.

The bluish-grey stubble on his face crawled over his cheeks, reaching the length of his fingernails, his face was loose and swollen, covered with sweat, and surrounded by heavy dark circles. A pair of eyes were bloodshot, staring like copper bells, as he kept twisting. The neck peeked around.

The man’s upper body was light-yellow linen shirt tightly tied around the waist of his trousers, stained with mud, black slag, coal, and the faded tights were torn apart by the steep branches in the woods, and the knees were torn apart. A big hole, there are still sticky light red traces.

"Huh, huh..." At this moment, he was leaning back against the rough pine tree, his hands propped on his knees and gasping violently, his fingers blackened with coal were shaking unconsciously, and he pulled hard. Pulling the knuckles white by holding the pants, in an attempt to contain the tremor.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

  Suddenly, a loud sound of footsteps penetrated the dense coniferous forest, shaking the ground under the man slightly, and the slender leaves above his head slid down from the branches to his body.

  For an instant, he covered his mouth and nose with his hands in horror, and the whole person shrank like a hedgehog, crouching behind the big tree, holding his breath, raising his ears, and quietly listening to the surrounding movement.

  Each loud vibration seemed to have inserted a knife in the tip of his heart, causing his body to tremble involuntarily, and the fingers covering his mouth and nose became harder and harder, as if he was about to cover himself to death.

  He thought of some kind of extreme horror scene, his eyes flickered more and more.

   "Boom, boom, boom..."

  Five minutes after the second is like a year, a desolate and long sigh resounded throughout the mountain forest, and the sound of huge footsteps finally moved away from the man.

  Until he could no longer hear the slightest change in his ears, the man collapsed to the ground, his chest undulating violently, like a dried-up fish, almost suffocated.

  He desperately breathes fresh air.

   Breathing, breathing, sour tears falling from the corners of the eyes,

   "Survived, I survived. Tina, Jim, father will go home tomorrow and take you far away! Waiting for me, waiting for father!"

  He muttered to himself like a devil, and hope and anger gradually ignited in his originally desperate and godless eyes.

quietly.

  A thick-armed vine swam little by little from the top of the oak tree behind the man, like a poisonous snake preparing to prey, sneaking up to the man’s head flexibly.

  The vine suddenly lifted its abdomen, and the tip lifted off the ground like a snake's head, circling and bending, and made a charged movement!

  "飕——"

"Snapped--"

With a flutter, the unsuspecting man was hung ten feet off the ground in an instant, his face flushed, his hands desperately grasped the strangulated vine, his mouth was spitting blood, his feet twitched like a volley. write.

  However, all was to no avail. He was lifted into the air and moved a certain distance back. There was a flower in front of him, passing patches of emerald green moss, growing in the air, on two legs that were as strong as tree trunks.

His body suddenly loosened. He was like a punctured balloon. A few rough branches pierced into his body. Accompanied by the strange sound of "snoring and snoring", a stream of warm liquid spilled out like a fountain. .

   took away his life.

  The man's sweaty cheeks lost all their blood in a blink of an eye, and finally moved his lips reluctantly, and stopped breathing with a kick of his legs.

  ……

  A pale corpse was broken in by the densely interlaced branches and stuck in midair ten years (3 meters) above the ground.

  In the moonlight, a few **** intestines slipped playfully from the abdomen, swaying gently in the dense forest with the cold night wind...

  Splashes of blood were spilled, absorbed by the greed of the earth, and a sigh of contentment suddenly sounded in the deep night.

  ……

   "Huh..." Roy took a deep breath, sweating profusely, climbing up his body, smoothing the wrinkled clothes, and patted the broken leaves and grass stems.

   "Have a nightmare?" The demon hunter sprinkled a few smudges of dirt into the Mars-burning campfire, completely extinguished it, and handed over a passionate roasted rabbit leg.

"It just feels like being caught by someone's neck and unable to breathe." The young man grabbed the barbecue and took a vicious bite, wiped off the grease from the corner of his mouth, and comforted himself, "It should be the cold weather, and my body is sounding an alarm. "

  "But this is the first dream since I replaced most of my sleep with meditation..." Roy frowned, "It's still a nightmare."

"Fate is impermanent, and sometimes it will give people a warning in dreams. This is not a good sign, hurry up and finish eating, kid." The demon hunter glanced at the towering snow mountain not far away, "We have to speed up and turn over Ma Hakan, I hope there are no complications."

  ……

  The two walked for another long time, crossing the western path to the foot of Mahakam Mountain.

   At this time, looking up, the top of the mountain has been completely hidden in the clouds, frost and snow, and disappeared.

  Before my eyes, the wind of late autumn caused rows of tall pine trees to bend their waists, the ring-shaped branches swayed gently, and occasionally pine nuts fell to the ground.

  There was a little boy wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket, walking through the forest like a bunny.

  Roy and the two were about to ask for directions, suddenly a sturdy peasant woman rushed out of the forest, holding the child, turned her head and feet up, and gave him a violent butt. .

   "Running around...not being obedient...being taken and eaten by the demon...It's better to kill you little **** now!"

   "Woo...wow..."

  Looking at this farce, Roy and the Demon Hunter were a little bit dumbfounded.

   "This lady, is the road leading to Mahakam ahead?"

   "Who are you? I haven't seen you around here!"

  The peasant woman squinted at the two of them when she heard the words. Seeing that they were completely unfamiliar faces, she nervously guarded the crying boy in her arms, as if there was a scourge in front of her.

   "Auntie, we are not human traffickers, what are you afraid of?" Roy gave a gentle smile and twitched the corners of his mouth.

  His appearance is unremarkable, and he was still quite popular with women and children when he was in the Kadell House, so he wouldn't scare them, right?

  The peasant woman didn't speak, she glanced at the tall bald demon hunter behind him in fear.

  Roy also looked back at Reso, his face in a daze, and muttered a few words in a low voice, "Poker face, weird pupils, and ice-like temperament, looks quite bluffing."

  He turned around again and explained, "Auntie, have you ever heard of a demon hunter? If the demon hunter is not more vicious, how can you stop the monster? Don't worry, we will ask for directions and leave as soon as we get the answer."

"Are you a demon hunter?" The woman looked suspiciously at the two of them. Suddenly she picked up the child and ran away. She looked back while she was running. She kicked a stone on the way, staggered under her feet and almost didn't fall, but embraced. The children of "Wow Wow Wow" are even happier.

   "Don't run!"

  The two looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled in their hearts, they slowly followed her behind, through the pine forest, a small village came into view in the white smoke.

Under the wooden sign marked "Spensol", a rosacea man with a felt hat led five or six honest village women at the entrance of the village. Several half-old boys and girls hid behind the women, revealing Bright black eyes looked at them shyly and curiously.

The man with rosacea glanced covertly at the snake-like pendant on the Demon Hunter’s chest, rubbed his hands and squeezed out a false smile on his face, and said enthusiastically, "If you two don’t dislike it, you can eat in the village? I want to ask you. Please come with us."

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