Chapter 770: Luo Jiatuo's true face

Chapter 770: Luo Jiatuo's True Face
At this moment, Fang Chuan was a little surprised. After all, when he reached the seventh level of Qi Refining cultivation base, his spiritual consciousness could spread for several kilometers.
And this place actually compressed his consciousness to a few hundred meters.
"What's the matter?" Xue Zhengqiu asked hurriedly.
Fang Chuan waved his hand: "It's okay, continue."
Xue Zhengqiu understood that Fang Chuan had something to do, but since Fang Chuan didn't say anything, he didn't ask.
However, Fang Chuan was thinking as he walked, whether this place was formed by natural suppression or acquired.
If it is formed by the day after tomorrow, someone here knows the formation, and it is a very clever formation.
Of course, he knew that the greater possibility was naturally formed.
They continued to move forward, the road here is getting more and more rugged, through the valley, over a mountain, to a forest mouth.
Sanzi pointed to Linzikou: "In this forest, there is actually a lake. Only our locals can find a way on the lake in this thick fog."
He hurriedly said: "Boss, you must be careful and follow a little closer, otherwise, once you fall into the lake, you will die."
"Why is it so dangerous?" Xue Zhengqiu asked.
"Because there are some amazing things in this lake, we can't say clearly, anyway, after the past generations fell, no one can come back alive." Sanzi explained in a low voice.
When he said this, it made people feel tight.
At this time, the third son turned around in Linzikou. There were a few herbs in his hand that he hadn't seen outside. He chewed one and swallowed it in his stomach.
Then, he handed the other herbs in his hand to Fang Chuan and the others: "Chew this herb and eat it, and you won’t be easily dizzy. Otherwise, if you officially enter the mist, you will be uncomfortable, dizzy, and motion sickness. same."
Xue Zhengqiu and the two listened to it, and hurriedly chewed the herbal medicine given by the third son. Sure enough, after eating, they were not so dizzy.
Fang Chuan waved his hand: "I can't use it."
The third persuaded a few words, but it was useless, so he had to give up.
He hurriedly said: "Boss, please let me take it for you. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. You follow me."
After he finished speaking, he walked to Linzikou.
The further you go in, the bigger the mist, and the visibility is only a dozen steps.
At this time, if the third son wants to get rid of them, as long as they walk a few steps quickly, then they will not see the shadow of the third son.
And after they walked into the woods, they found that there was clearly a piece of Wang Ze inside, and the water was also churning with fog.
The air here is obviously about ten degrees colder than the outside world.
Sometimes, they can hear the sound of splashing, splashing, or something swimming in Huzeli.
The third son is really familiar with this place, and after a few rounds, he walked on a road in the center of the lake, which was only ten centimeters wide.
It's very slippery. If you take a careful step, I'm afraid you really have to slip into the water.
Fang Chuan took a stroll. In fact, he used his spiritual knowledge to find the way under his feet.
Although Divine Sense can only scan a few hundred meters, it is also very useful.
He just swept it and found that there were many large water snakes in the water, some small fish with fangs, and huge crocodiles.
In short, as the third son said, as long as one accidentally falls into the lake, most people will die.
When Fang Chuan saw these things, he believed that the people living here must be related to vampires.
Otherwise, who wants to live here for generations to come in this poor mountain and bad water?
This lake was about five or six miles in diameter, and the third son was also cautious before taking Fang Chuan and the others on the opposite bank.
After going ashore and walking for about 100 meters, the fog suddenly disappeared, and the eyes suddenly brightened, and they came to a place like a paradise.
This place, at a glance, is almost endless, only far away, and a very large mountain can be faintly seen.
In front of them, I am afraid there are tens of thousands of acres of fertile land and hundreds of houses.
Fang Chuan recovered his spiritual sense, and swept away his spiritual sense, only to find that there were about five or six hundred people living there, including men, women and children.
"Sanzi, you said your generation is the last one here?" Fang Chuan asked while looking at the Sanzi.
The third son smiled and said: "Yes, whoever wants to live like this when we go out, so our generation is the last generation."
"But you still have hundreds of people here!" Fang Chuan asked again.
"Boss, how did you know?"
The third son was shocked, and they just came. How would ordinary people know how many people there are in their village?
He thought for a while, and quickly said: "The elders in our village have also said that, let us young people have the opportunity to go out and make a foray, and if we can come back, we won't come back."
As they were talking, a few young people came over, carrying hoes.
"Sanzi, are you back?"
"Sanzi, how do you bring outsiders here?"
"Sanzi, how is the outside world?"
Seeing Sanzi and Fang Chuan and the others, these people asked quickly.
"Go and go, it's up to you." The hooligan habits on the three sons can't always be changed. Seeing people coming, they waved impatiently.
Fang Chuan waved his hand: "Well, third son, Zhang Yishan, you are waiting for us here, we have business to do."
As he said, he was going to the forest on the other side with Xue Zhengqiu.
Xue Zhengqiu looked over and saw that there was a big road between the fields, and the big path led directly to a forest. There was a lot of forest.
Xue Zhengqiu was also a demon hunter anyway, and when he looked there, he knew it was the place where vampires were entrenched.
He nodded and followed.
One of the young people walked over and stopped Fang Chuan and the others: "What are you doing, you can't just walk around here."
Another person glared at Sanzi: "Let your friends be honest, here we are not outside of you!"
"You have to dare to mess around, don't blame us for being impolite!" the other person also shouted.
"Boss, there are rules in our village, you really can't go there." The third son looked embarrassed.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "This China Land is all the country, the country, and the people. It's not one of you. Why don't you let me go?"
He looked at the three people: "Is that place your private residence? Do you know the Fa? Don't yell if you don't."
"This……"
They have never been out in their entire lives, nor have they read books, let alone understand the law, they don't even understand what a private house means.
When Fang Chuan said that, they were a little confused.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind them, followed by a few more people, walking out of the mist.
Fang Chuan turned his head and took a closer look. He was surprised!
He never expected that he would meet him in this place—the grandfather the dean of the Chishui County Orphanage!
"Grandpa Dean?"
Fang Chuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the dean's grandfather carefully. He was still unchanged, wearing a tunic suit and carrying a cigar.
Next to him, there were two people who followed. It turned out to be the last time, the killer I encountered when killing Baron Alder-Xiao Sang and Zhou Dameng!