He stared at her unblinkingly, his eyes bloodshot, as if he were staring at an enemy from his past life. However, nothing could be reflected in these eyes, because they were the eyes of a dead person.
"Ho!" Ye Wuji let out a short exclamation in his throat and took several steps back. In the darkness, she stepped on a smooth log. She lost her balance and fell forward. In panic, she held on to the firewood pile at hand. The half-person-high firewood pile fell apart as soon as she held her hand, and the firewood scattered on the ground.
The fire fold in Ye Wuji's hand fell to the ground in panic. Under the weak moonlight, he could see the word "death" written on the ground under the firewood pile as big as a bamboo basket. The word "death" seems to be written with blood, but whose blood in the world can glow in the dark
At this time, Ye Wuji heard Xi Xi's shivering sound. The sound came not from elsewhere, but from the body dangling outside the window. Ye Wuji's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. She clenched the sword in her hand so hard that the patterns on the hilt were embedded in her palm.
The corpse suddenly moved. With his eyes wide open, he rushed towards Ye Wuji. Although as the saying goes, if you don’t do anything bad in your life, you won’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. But when the time comes, how many people can do it? Ye Wuji couldn't do it. Her brain lost the ability to think for a moment, and her hands acted before his thoughts.
With a "clang" sound, Ye Wuji quickly pulled out his sword and quickly slashed at the corpse that was rushing toward him. Her sword struck nothing. The entity crashed through the window but did not fall on her, but fell to the ground stiffly.
Under the faint moonlight, Ye Wuji suppressed the fear in his heart and looked over, only to see a fat, red-eyed rat running out of the corpse's hair. It turned out that the corpse was tied to the tree with a hemp rope, but the mouse chewed up the hemp rope for some reason.
The corpse fell face down at Ye Wuji's feet, and the red-gleaming word "death" suddenly dispersed. It turned out to be a large group of red ant-like insects, and they crawled towards the corpse one after another. The face of the corpse was ferocious and twisted, making it unrecognizable, but Ye Wuji recognized from the clothes he was wearing that this person was exactly what Mu Jiangzi and Zhan Qingfeng were looking for, the new head of the Qingcheng Sect, Ren Xingyan.
The red bugs swarmed up and surrounded Ren Xingyan's body. They covered Ren Xingyan's exposed skin, but within a few breaths of time, all that skin disappeared, leaving only white bones. These are actually a group of insects that can devour flesh and blood.
"Go away! Go away!" Ye Wuji tried to drive away the bugs with his sword, but it was obviously in vain. Her sword slashed at the insect swarm but was unable to hurt a single insect. Instead, it left scars on Ren Xingyan's bones.
At this time, Ye Wuji heard hurried footsteps outside the door. It sounded like there were at least four or five people coming. Their footsteps were light and fast, heading straight for the small woodshed. In the middle of the night, in a remote woodshed, she was holding a sharp sword and a corpse that had been chewed until half of the bones were left. Ye Wuji had a hunch that he might be misunderstood. So she sheathed her sword, walked to the door of the woodshed, and shouted to the four or five people walking towards her: "Come here quickly, I've found Ren Xingyan."
There were five people in total. The leader was Mu Jiangzi, followed closely by Qi Heng, Mo Chongxiao, Wei Rulan and Tang Li.
Mu Jiangzi was the first to bear the brunt and entered the woodshed first, and then saw a white skeleton wearing Ren Xingyan's clothes. But none of the insects that gnawed at Ren Xingyan could be found.
"What's going on?" Mu Jiangzi asked in shock.
"He is wearing the clothes of Master Ren, could it be..." Before Qi Heng finished speaking, Mu Jiangzi stared at him with red eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense. How could this be Xingyan? He was only missing for two hours. How could he turn into bones in two hours!" Mu Jiangzi roared, with an expression as if who dared to talk to him? This white bone was Ren Xingyan, and he was going to pounce on him and fight to the death.
"Ye Wuji, can you tell me what's going on?" Qi Heng looked at Ye Wuji.
Ye Wuji pointed to the crooked neck tree outside the collapsed wooden wall and said, "I saw him hanging there when I came here."
Mu Jiangzi walked under the tree, picked up something from the ground, and burst into tears.
That is the leader's token that Ren Xingyan never leaves behind.