In the bathroom, the mist was thick and there was a strong smell of medicine.
Wang Chen is sitting in a vat about half a person's height, his whole body soaked and covered in dark brown liquid.
The charcoal fire under the barrel is burning brightly.
This large wooden barrel is wrapped in iron sheet and is specially used for Martial Artist's medicinal bath.
Many children of the Aristocratic Clan wealthy families have been soaking in medicinal baths since they were young to strengthen their muscles and bones. Physique The starting point of martial arts is much higher than that of ordinary people.
Being poor in literature and rich in military affairs is the most true portrayal of this world!
And the medicinal bath that Wang Chen soaked in was far more precious than what ordinary Aristocratic Clan disciples used.
This barrel of medicinal liquid contains ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, rhinoceros horn, deer antlers, gastrodia elata, snow lotus and other medicinal materials from previous years, and is worth more than 500 taels of silver!
With the circulation of life energy in Wang Chen's body, the rich and rich medicinal power is continuously absorbed into the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, and is eventually stored as potential.
In the past, this process would take an hour or two to fully absorb the potency of a bucket of medicinal liquid.
But now Wang Chen has broken through the fifth-tier Martial Sect realm, condensed into Martial Artist Dantian, and its ability to absorb medicinal power has increased dramatically.
Therefore, the soaking time is compressed into one stick of incense!
When the color of the liquid medicine in the vat turned light brown, Wang Chen suddenly jumped up high with water vapor all over his body, and then landed steadily on the ground.
The moment his feet hit the ground, the water droplets on his body evaporated instantly.
Taking out clothes and uniforms from the storage space, Wang Chen left his residence and rode Yellow Dappled Horse towards the outside of the city.
He ran west for dozens of miles and then turned into a narrow and rugged mountain road.
After running for another ten miles, a mountain village appeared in front of us.
Kaoshan Village.
Just this morning, Wang Chen received a mission assignment from the defense station.
Kaoshan Village, seventy miles away from the county seat, was suspected of being plagued by evil spirits, and he was asked to go investigate.
Wang Chen gladly accepted the order.
Riding his horse to the entrance of the village, Wang Chen noticed several villagers standing on the roadside.
They seemed very frightened by the arrival of Wang Chen, who was wearing bright clothes and angry horses, and they all backed away.
Wang Chen raised his eyebrows, held the reins to rein in Yellow Dappled Horse, and asked in a deep voice, "Is this Kaoshan Village?"
He found this place based on the Linjiang County domain map issued by the Wei Institute, but he was not sure that he had gone to the wrong place.
After all, the map distributed is relatively rudimentary.
The villagers looked at each other, and one of them bravely replied, "This is Kaoshan Village. What do you do for me, sir?"
"Where is your Muramasa?"
Wang Chen said, "I was ordered to investigate the evil chaos in your village!"
"Huh?"
Several villagers seemed to have woken up from a dream, bowing and bowing, and they were so flustered. "Young man, I will take the adults to see the village leader immediately."
Under the guidance of these villagers, Wang Chen soon met the village leader of Kaoshan Village, who is also the village chief.
The white-haired village chief was very old. He could obviously identify the grade of the Feiyu suit Wang Chen was wearing, and he hurriedly saluted him. "Little citizen Zhang Zi'wu, meet your lord!"
The village chief is usually held by a highly respected member of the village and is not an official in the official establishment. When he sees Wang Chen, Subordinate Seventh Rank's Blood-Clad Guard flag, he is naturally frightened.
"No need to be polite."
Wang Chen stretched out his hand to help the other person up. "Take me to see what's going on."
"Yes."
The old village chief immediately took Wang Chen to an adobe house at the west end of the village, and said in a trembling voice, "This is the home of Zhang Xiaoqi in this village. There are four people in total. At dusk yesterday, the neighbor's house found the door open and went in to take a look..."
It turned out that all four members of the family had suffered an accident. When the old village chief found out, he immediately sent someone to the county town overnight to report the news.
Wang Chen nodded after listening and then entered the house.
The house was not big, with a total of two bedrooms separated. A middle-aged couple was lying on the bed in one of them. Both of them were pale and staring with deathly eyes.
The other room was the residence of two children, and their deaths were even worse!
Wang Chen checked the bodies and found that there were two rows of blood holes on the necks of this family, as if they had been bitten by the canine teeth of some kind of animal, which looked quite visceral.
Blood-Sucking Fang!
A name instantly appeared in Wang Chen's mind.
Blood-Sucking Fang is a kind of low-level demon. Like all demons, they are good at disguise. They hide among the common people and survive by sucking human or animal blood.
Some Blood-Sucking Fang even secretly imprison and raise humans to satisfy their blood-sucking habits.
Wang Chen has received professional training from Blood-Clad Guard before and has mastered a lot of knowledge about demons, so he can draw correct conclusions through comparative analysis.
He asked the old village chief, "Has this situation happened in your village before?"
The old village chief nodded. "It happened once more than ten years ago. A family also died that time, and adults from the county also came to see it."
But after reading it, there was nothing more to say.
But after that time, Kaoshan Village has been peaceful and without any incident, and everyone has long forgotten about it.
But the old village chief still remembered it clearly, with fear in his eyes. "It, they are back again!"
This Muramasa has lived for sixty or seventy years and has seen evil disasters more than once or twice. He knows how terrifying evil is!
Wang Chen thought for a while and asked, "How many households are there in your village?"
The old village chief swallowed his saliva and replied, "A total of one hundred and seventy-nine households, six hundred and eighty-three people, including the Zhang Xiaoqi family."
"Gather them all together."
Wang Chen said in a deep voice, "I want to screen it again!"
"Huh?"
The old village chief was a little dumbfounded. "You, can you do it alone?"
Wang Chen looks too young. Although he is wearing a flying fish suit, he is now alone. What if he confronts the monster head-on and dies in the village?
Wang Chen looked at the other party without saying anything - are you teaching me how to do things?
The old village chief was stunned for a moment. "Young people, please obey the order."
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The loud ringing of copper bells quickly broke the tranquility of this small mountain village.
Villagers who heard the noise rushed to the entrance of the village from their fields and homes, making the open space lively and noisy.
Wang Chen asked the old village chief to arrange people from the village protection team to maintain order, and then count the names one by one.
Passed by him one by one.
In Wang Chen's hand, he held a Talismans.
Demon-Identifying Talisman!
This piece of Talismans can be used to identify Devil Creature. It was given by Wang Chen's master Wang Hui so that he could keep it with him to guard against demons.
It's just that Demon-Identifying Talisman has a limit on the number of times it can be used, and its "shelf life" is not long.
This Talismans contains weak Spiritual Qi, which will slowly be lost over time.
Wang Chen Because it has storage space, you can avoid this problem by placing it inside.
And he also studied Demon-Identifying Talisman.
The villagers of Kaoshan Village passed the screening one by one, and until the last person passed, Wang Chen found nothing unusual.
"There are still fifteen people left."
He said to the old village chief, "Where have these people gone?"
Wang Chen clearly remembers the number of villagers reported by the other party just now!