This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling used her sword to cut through the weeds and bushes that had grown to her waist, and walked into the mountains with one step deep and one step shallow.

She has been thinking about a question since last night: Since the Jiangshan Daoyuntu is Yang Riying's ultimate means to fight against the enemy, then will it really be so easy and smooth for the enemy to be trapped in this diagram by her?

At first, An Ling thought that the Jiangshan Daoyuntu was just absorbing the spiritual energy of the people in the painting, and then placing all kinds of monsters to hunt and kill them to death. But last night, apart from the group of fake people who kept trying to scare An Ling, there was no other danger. Even during the day, after shedding the monster essence of the night, everyone seemed to have lost their memory of the night and returned to their simple and kind appearance.

Looking at the people who had behaved abnormally at night, and now seemed to be extremely concerned about her, An Ling always felt a little creepy. She really didn't want to stay in this village any longer, but last night's experience reminded her again - this place seemed to be shrouded in some kind of "rules", and if she broke the rules too hastily, she might be killed.

An Ling suddenly thought, if an evil cultivator with an impatient temper who only knew how to solve problems with violence came here, what would he do?

I'm afraid he would kill the villagers the first time he saw them?

Or when the villagers turned into fake people for the first time, they lost their patience and killed them or ran away... thus alarming the villagers?

And what is the connection between the “wolf” and “darkness” that the villagers have been emphasizing?

How does Jiangshan Daoyuntu "deal with" the enemy?

An Ling clenched the spear and sword in her hands, and looked up at the mountain covered by layers of dark green leaves. She was afraid that the answer to the question might be hidden in the mountain!

After she advanced a few dozen meters, she calculated the time in her mind and realized that it should be another hour before dark. So, let's just leave it at that for today and not stay any longer.

She cut off a branch from the side and stuck it into the soil as a mark. Then on the way back, she set up a signpost every few steps. She went down the mountain step by step and just caught up with the sunset that looked like a salted duck egg yolk.

She squinted her eyes and saw shadowy figures at the entrance of the village, as if there were many people surrounding it. She calmed herself down, gripped her spear and sword tightly, and walked forward. Just as she stepped into the line that separated the village entrance from the outside world, it was dark.

Everyone stood at the entrance of the village, forming a human wall to block An Ling. In order to enter the village, An Ling had to stand sideways on this side of the line, trying hard to ignore the fake people with strange vortex faces.

It seems that we came back a little too late this time. They have turned into fake people again and even blocked the way in.

Just as An Ling was thinking about how to solve this problem, she suddenly felt a chill on her back. A long and shrill wolf howl came into her ears very penetratingly, which made her alarm bells ring.

Here comes the wolf.

"The wolf is coming, the wolf is coming..."

The pseudo-human villagers in front of her kept repeating this sentence, and their bodies began to sway from side to side like water plants, while their distorted faces were bent in an exaggerated manner in front of An Ling, as if asking her to "look" at themselves.

An Ling didn't say anything and didn't move, for fear of violating some rules. However, the location here was too dangerous. If they suddenly pushed her, she would "leave the village." She thought about it, and took advantage of the gaps created by the pseudo-human villagers' swaying, moving left and right, and "squeezed" into the village without touching them.

She now has no spiritual power left, and she is able to avoid these strange pseudo-people purely by relying on her basic skills and physical fitness. She can't imagine what would happen if a cultivator who only cultivates spiritual power and not physical fitness comes here.

An Ling was thankful countless times that she did not take shortcuts when practicing, nor did she seek convenience by not practicing worldly martial arts. It turned out that the vision of the senior time travelers was very high. A cultivator must grasp both hands and be strong in both, otherwise, after being sealed for various reasons, he would no longer be able to fight back.

She jumped lightly and stepped on the wall, leaped onto the roof, squatted on the roof and looked towards the village entrance. She saw a huge black shadow appeared at the entrance of the village and was constantly moving towards this side. An Ling squinted her eyes, trying to see the appearance of that thing clearly, but unexpectedly found that there seemed to be a villager standing outside the dividing line!

"not good!"

An Ling was confident that she could rescue people before the black shadow came over, but she always remembered her purpose - she wanted to explore the rules of this place and find a way out, so she resisted the urge to rush out, lowered her breathing rate, stared at the man closely, and observed what might happen.

"It's getting dark...it's getting dark..." The man was still shaking with a distorted face, as if he couldn't sense the approaching danger.

"After dark, the villagers cannot sense whether the 'wolf' is approaching..." An Ling silently noted this discovery.

The black shadow was getting closer and closer. With the help of the hazy moonlight, An Ling vaguely saw that it was a large mass of red flesh. Its body was covered with blood, mucus and black sticky liquid, and looked greasy. There were countless waving human limbs on the flesh mountain. Countless tentacles were waving right below the flesh mountain, and it was crawling slowly on the ground like a snail. A big black mouth covered with sharp teeth, like the ring-shaped mouthparts of an insect, was opening towards the pseudo-human, and it seemed to be connected to an endless abyss.

"This thing looks so familiar... I think I've seen it somewhere before?" An Ling recalled her own experience, and suddenly remembered that when she was fighting against Japanese pirates in Tianxing Prefecture, she saw a "meat mountain" made of people! It looked exactly like this one, but this one was covered in blood and filth, and looked extremely ferocious.

Due to the emergency situation before, An Ling had no time to investigate the cause of the meat mountain, but she didn't expect to see it again today in this Jiangshan Daoyun painting!

The meat mountain moved very slowly, and even people with disabilities could easily escape. But the problem now was that the fake man was standing still! Even though he watched the meat mountain coming, he didn't move at all.

At the critical moment, An Ling threw a spear at the Meat Mountain!

No one knew what material the spear was made of, but with An Ling's strength, it pierced through the mountain of flesh!

An Ling stared closely at the details of the spear piercing the meat mountain, estimating its thickness and material in her mind, but she didn't expect that when the spear pierced the meat mountain, the rotten meat would be easily pierced like tofu!

The meat mountain let out a shrill wail, like a baby crying, which made An Ling feel creepy. The meat mountain struggled desperately on the spot, but could not get rid of the attack of the spear. Finally, it let out a wail, collapsed to the ground, and turned into a pool of stinking pus.

"That's it?"

An Ling didn't expect that Killing Meat Mountain would be so easy. She continued squatting on the roof and observing the surroundings out of concern. Unconsciously, another night had passed. This time, An Ling clearly saw that when the sun rose into the sky, the faces of all the villagers returned to normal. After a brief pause, they woke up as if from a dream, but greeted each other very naturally, and were accustomed to why they were standing at the entrance of the village.

And that "meat mountain" was covered by some kind of inky smoke at the moment the sun rose, and it actually turned from a "meat mountain" into a "wolf" that was stabbed to death by a spear!

The villagers also saw the body of the "wolf" and they all danced and shouted, "The wolf is dead! The wolf is dead!"

An Ling tidied her hair, jumped off the roof, came to the crowd, and said with a smile: "I have killed the wolf, you can rest assured."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and then a huge noise broke out in the crowd. A man pushed through the crowd and rushed over, grabbing An Ling's hand, and thanked her with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you, thank you! If you hadn't saved me, I would have been eaten by the wolf!"

An Ling's heart skipped a beat. He still remembered what happened last night? She asked calmly, "Oh? Really? It was dark last night, and I didn't see you outside the village."

"Yes, when did Xiao Wu arrive outside the village?"

"Didn't I tell him not to go out? But he insisted on going out. Who can I blame?"

"I don't remember either..."

Xiao Wu was anxious, and turned around and said to everyone: "You were obviously there, I saw a big wolf, and it almost ate me! Fortunately, this lady An saved me in time with her spear!"

"Have it?"

An Ling silently observed this "Xiao Wu". His reaction was really interesting. I'm afraid that the breakthrough point lies with him.