Ye Qingtang sent Lin Long back to her room . Her brain was filled with thoughts . She did not return to her room and left the place .
When Ye Qingtang just stepped out of the pavilion house, Wu Zheng appeared at the entrance of the pavilion house . He squinted his eyes as he witnessed Ye Qingtang walking towards the Spirit Condensation Mountain Village . There was a complex expression in his eyes .
The sky darkened as Ye Qingtang stepped into the bloody Spirit Condensation Mountain Village alone . At dusk, the blood stains seemed to be shadowed and were more gloomy .
In the front yard, crows were landing on the rotten skulls and pecking the flesh . Ye Qingtang’s arrival shocked the crows . They chirped and flew away, creating sparkling shadows on the blood stains .
The little lightning dragon was disturbed by the sound and stretched out its head .
Ye Qingtang gently touched its head and scanned through the gloomy place .
A plague might be terrifying for the rest, but it was nothing to her .
With the Heart of the Demon God in her, she was not scared of any filthy and evil things . She would not get infected or hurt by any plague or poison .
This…
This might be the greatest gift for Ye Qingtang .
Ye Qingtang only saw the skulls in the front yard during the day . When she walked down the street towards the interior part of the Spirit Condensation Mountain Village, she then witnessed how crazy the bloodshed was .
The once beautiful mountain village was destroyed by the bloodshed . Corpses could be seen everywhere lying on the ground .
There were corpses on the ground with every few steps she took . It seemed to be hell under the dusk .
Just as Zhou Xuan and the rest discovered, there were no traces of struggling on the corpses . All the corpses lied on the ground flat . It was obvious that they did not die in horror or fear .
There was one point that made Ye Qingtang feel peculiar .
The murderer seemed to have a weird preference . Besides chopping off all the heads, he splashed the endless blood in the entire mountain village . Every inch of the stone floor was splashed with blood . The whole mountain village was red in color now .
Ye Qingtang walked through the hell-like mountain village expressionlessly and scanned through every single corpse .
However, she did not notice that there was a pair of eyes in the dark gazing at her secretly .
Ye Qingtang wandered around in the mountain village for quite a long time and checked through all the corners .
Though the blood was everywhere, there was no single drop of blood at the front and back gates of the mountain village . There was only overflowed blood through the gaps of the gate that exposed the bloodshed in the mountain village .
Three hundred lives were taken here . When night came, the wind howled as the evil spirit screamed beside the ears .
Ye Qingtang took a few rounds before stopping beside a young corpse .
The corpses did not look old . It belonged to a four or five-year-old child . According to the information written in the files, it was possible that this was Wu Chengze eldest son’s child…
The cold body lied flat on the stone ground . Ye Qingtang stretched her hands slowly and lifted the child’s corpse . She walked to the room at the side and placed the child on the soft mattress .