Enchanting

Although the short man didn't grasp the deeper meaning, Mo Fan had already reluctantly paid the money. It was just hiring a thug, so he wasn't too unhappy about it.

After all, it is indeed very dangerous outside.

Including the short man and his companion, the big man, there were seven people in total: six men and one woman.

The city gates are still open; people can simply register before traveling...

After leaving the outer city wall, the seven people, following the short man's directions, began their journey towards Yangyang Village.

Tang Miao was only interested in this woman. He didn't care where she went.

The south side faces the Qinling Mountains. Whether flying or driving, it's disrespectful to the Qinling Demon Race. So, to avoid trouble, there are basically no cars or similar vehicles on the south side; it's all about walking.

Throughout the journey, Tang Miao's gaze almost never left this woman...

Her outfit was stunning. Even in the freezing cold, she was still wearing a silk robe embroidered with colorful birds. Her soft, bright red shawl hung down in a luxurious way, swaying as she walked. Her slender waist and round, pert buttocks exuded a natural allure, even without her trying!

Tang Miao walked behind, his eyes almost never leaving the body stretched taut by the silk robe, from waist to hips... and from long legs to fair and delicate feet... it seemed that every part of her was full of temptation, every part was alluring!

Looking at that utterly wicked expression, Tang Miao glanced at the idiot-like Mo Fan beside her and thought disdainfully, "Damn it, such a 'seductive' woman, and he doesn't even know how to cherish her? Is his brain filled with water? This swaying and twisting, how can Ye Xin Xia compare?"

Mo Fan seemed to notice Tang Miao's disdainful look and wondered, "Damn, we're both watching, why are you looking at me like that?"

He assumed Tang Miao was looking down on him because he had been peeping, and didn't think much of it.

After giving a disdainful look, Tang Miao turned back to look at Asha Ruiya figure. To be honest, both Tang Yue and Mu Nujiao were already stunning beauties. However, the breathtaking allure of this woman in black stockings only intensified as they spent more time together.

Perhaps it was because he had liked her a lot in his past life? So even before seeing her face, Tang Miao felt as if he had been conquered by love...

"Cough cough..."

Having just been looked down upon, Mo Fan, after walking for a while and seeing Tang Miao staring intently at the woman's back, coughed and said, "Boss, there are other people behind us. Be a little more reserved."

He thought he had already gone too far, but he never expected Tang Miao to go even further!

The girl seemed to have noticed, turning around several times, but Tang Miao kept staring.

Hearing the sound, Tang Miao snapped out of her reverie... and glared at Mo Fan, cursing, "Damn it... I was just thinking about something."

Mo Fan curled his lip and said, "Come on, your eyes have never left that butt!"

"How can you blame me?" Tang Miao asked, shrugging.

"Well..."

Now that I hear him say that, it does seem to make sense... How can I blame Tang Miao? The other person was swaying ahead, wasn't that just for the people behind them to see?

"Look, you don't think it's my fault either, right?"

The short man behind the two approached, leering as he whispered, "Wow! If you could give me... hehe... just once, I'd never touch a woman again!"

Tang Miao turned around, then looked down at the short man, and after thinking for a moment, said, "She's definitely mine, so you don't need to think about it. However, I just can't go my whole life without touching another woman."

Mo Fan and the short man both rolled their eyes at Tang Miao in disgust.

The other person didn't even acknowledge him the entire way; I really don't know where his confidence comes from.

Tang Miao didn't care about their disdain. After all, having demonstrated his absolute strength, how difficult would it be to subdue this little brat?

"It's almost dark, when will we get to the village!" After walking for a while, seeing that the sky was gradually getting darker, Mo Fan turned around and complained with some dissatisfaction.

"It's winter now, the nights are long and the days are short, can't you be a little more cultured?" The short man completely ignored his complaint and responded with a look of disdain.

Mo Fan opened his mouth, but then felt speechless. Since he also needed the other party to lead the way, he could only remain silent...

As dusk approaches, in this season of long nights and short days, the sun will likely set a little after five o'clock...

The deathly silence before nightfall is always unsettling. Even Tang Miao felt uneasy; after all, the land is so vast, how could he be sure he hadn't stepped into the territory of a horde of undead?

Although the short man is certainly more familiar with the situation, the recent undead calamity has been quite severe, and no one can be sure whether problems will arise.

"Here, eat this." The burly man pulled out a gray, garlic-like object from the package on his back.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan was excited and walked over without any hesitation. "You should have said so earlier, I was starving!"

As soon as they saw the big, strong man handing out local specialties to everyone, they immediately accepted them.

This gray thing looked a bit like a sweet potato and a large clove of garlic. Without thinking too much about it, he took a crisp bite.

The next moment, several "pfft... ptooey ptooey ptooey" sounds rang out, followed by Mo Fan cursing, "Damn it, did you feed me poop?!"

"This is Gray Garlic, used to mask the life force of the living. With it, the dead won't attack us. There's a limited amount of this stuff. You just threw up one. If you don't make it through the night, you're on your own," the short man explained immediately after everyone had dispersed.

Mo Fan said with great pride, "I'd rather fight the undead to my heart's content than eat something this disgusting!"

Actually, even Tang Miao, looking at what was in his hand, had a complicated expression. Just by looking at Mo Fan's expression just now, he knew that this thing was definitely not delicious.

"Don't be too sure of yourself... Shh, listen." The short man was about to say something when he suddenly heard something and gestured for everyone to be quiet.

"Listen to what?"

"Underground, in the soil..."

Actually, even without the short man saying anything, Tang Miao had been listening quietly the moment the sound of the soil made that noise.

Everyone quieted down, and sure enough, while the sky was still overcast, the soil mixed with fine white sand underfoot began to loosen...

At first glance, it looks like the fruits and vegetables that farmers have painstakingly planted are about to take root and sprout... Similarly, it looks like something buried underground is about to break through the soil?

Especially when everyone saw the serious expression on the short man's face, it already told them what was going to happen next!