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After reluctantly "ah-ah" twice, the stranger finally exhausted his strength and lay on the slope and stopped moving.In his back waist, there was a strange feather arrow stuck in it, and blood was still flowing from the wound.

Albert Lumen suddenly held his breath.It was not the first time he saw a dead person.But the naked-naked man who died in front of him and with a feather arrow stuck in his body had been met for the first time since his birth.For a few seconds, he was completely frightened and stupefied. It was clear that it was a clear day, but his field of vision became a large area of ​​blackness, and his legs became weaker, and he almost fell to the ground.

[Who is this?Why are you dying before my eyes?Everyone is good, come help me, come help me, come help me!

Sunlight passed through the dense canopy of trees, covering the corpses into rows of warm light beams.The birds tweeted on the oak branches, not caring about the tragedy on the ground.The squirrel (it might not be a squirrel, just listening to it) quietly approached, and then ran away quietly, seemingly not interested in coming over and blending.

The helpless little Albert could only stand alone in the forest. He neither dared to escape nor moved. He was dying with his chest blocked, but he couldn't cry.This terrible taste is really harder than going to hell.

A few minutes, or centuries later, the adult's movement finally passed.Father and son Octave carried the shovel and rushed forward aggressively; Hubert Lumont was eager to save his son, and ran at an astonishing super speed, unexpectedly passing people with his hoe, and soon he and Lu Xi'an walks side by side.

The crowd hurriedly ran into the woods, casting messy figures on the livestock trail.The total number of them must have exceeded the 20 mark. Everyone is full of pride, and everyone is aggressive, shouting and shouting battle roars along the way, like the legendary knight Roland——

Until the corpse on the soil slope greeted everyone's eyes.

Pivi Octaf hurriedly stopped and took his only son into his arms.The three Juul brothers held high sticks and pitchforks. On the surface, they were still brave and fearless, but in fact they were as slow as a snail. Even if they rushed for an hour, they could not reach the elderberry tree.Looking at the crowd, only Hu Beier remained brave. Without a word, he rushed to stand in front of his son. Because of his rapid movements, he almost knocked Lucien to the ground.

The old sheep staggered for a while, and managed to stabilize his figure.However, he didn't go to Lu Meng's male host for the theory, because there was really no such time."Doing evil, doing evil..." He muttered vaguely, and tiptoed up the slope, at the same time turning the sharp pitchfork back and turning it slightly with a red beech handle. Dead head:

"This person looks like... looks like... looks like he is dead?"

"You die!" Hu Beier yelled out very rarely, directly venting his anger.He put the hoe on the wet ground, turned around, and hugged his youngest son tightly:

"It's okay. He can't hurt you. It's okay, he will never hurt you!"

"..."

Little Albert hugged his father's neck grievously, and the bowstring in his heart finally relaxed at this moment.He seemed to have become a frightened little beast, screaming sternly again and again, and tears flowed from his eye sockets, and on his father’s old shirt, the water stains of the big beach were soaked. .

For the first time since he was sensible, he was so scared that he couldn't stop crying.However, deep in his heart, there is still a trace of rationality remaining. It's all time, and he is still doing the analysis step by step:

[This is not over.This thing will definitely not end.Those adults are going to search the entire woods to see if there are other...other dead people.There are also arrows. The arrow on the waist of the corpse actually uses insect membrane wings as arrow feathers. Mortals have never used this kind of weapon.Even bigger things are yet to come, and if it doesn't, the entire Duke's collar will be involved.Why am I so unlucky today!

Three hours later.At noon on March 24, Noblewa Village Square.

Village Chief Barre Gaspar, like an ant with its tentacles cut off, paced back and forth in this small oval-shaped clearing, turning at least two or three hundred times."My wise lord! The venerable one above! Please have mercy on your loyal servant!" He chanted these lines over and over again, and his chest was drawn with cross-character, flushed fat face again and again. Above, it is densely packed with beads of sweat:

"What on earth, what is going on? Why is such a terrible disaster happening in this village? Why is this peaceful village facing such a terrible disaster."

Abbe Emir did not answer the words, but holding a rose rosary, chanting verses behind the village chief.Other people with big faces in the village, such as the blacksmith, the owner of the water mill, the owner of the public toaster, the manager of the breeding stock (cattle, horse, donkey, etc.), and the employed shepherd, stood in a circle around the square, facing the village chief Sit on the sidelines.This is also the only thing they are willing to do, and no one is willing to stand up and comment on what should be done next.

Those who are eligible to attend the village public-trial meeting are still reluctant to speak out.Little Albert, a four-foot-tall child, couldn't find a chance to speak.However, although the boss was reluctant in his heart, he still had to stand in the middle of the square, with the stretcher carrying the dead.No way, who made Lu Meng's youngest son the first to find the weird corpse?From the moment the elderberry broke, his good luck was exhausted.

Huber has been with his son.But the farmer could do nothing but a few clumsy words of comfort.Next to the two men, there are five other males in the village.The reason for their coming here is exactly the same as that of the Lumeng family's youngest son. A corpse found in the woods of Chai Xin lies beside everyone's feet.

The six deceased were male and female, but they were all unarmed.Their bodies were dirty and stained with mud, some with crooked noses and slanted eyes, and some with hare lips and six fingers. Not only were they deformed, but they were also covered in old wounds, and they must have been tortured during their lifetime.

In addition, these people have thick calluses on their palms and feet, which are very similar to farmers who work hard.But they were not residents of nearby villages, but strangers from other places. The oldest deceased was a foreigner with black hair, brown eyes, and a big black beard. He was obviously a resident of the southern part of the Pyrenees.

Their origins are unknown, their identities are unknown, and why they were pursued and killed is even more unclear.At present, the only fact that Noblewa village can understand is the death of these people.