Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Although there was a thick fog between them, Guan Shanyu immediately recognized that it was Yan Ruchen inside.

At first he thought that Yan Ruchen had taken the wrong road and fell into the trap, so he immediately raised his legs and ran towards that side, shouting as he ran: "Yan Ruchen, wait, I'm here to save you!" Unexpectedly, as soon as his footsteps approached, Guan Shanyu could not move.

It was indeed Yan Ruchen there, but he was kneeling on the ground, holding his sword tightly, struggling to resist something. Guan Shanyu looked behind him and was shocked to see a huge black python staring at him from behind the thick fog.

Besides the black python, countless black hands reached out from the ground beneath Yan Ruchen, grabbing at him and attempting to drag him underground. Yan Ruchen fought desperately, his sword clashing with the black python from time to time, while also remaining vigilant against the sudden attacks of the black hands. He seemed to have already been through a fierce battle, his clothes torn and tattered, his flesh lacerated and bleeding. He rolled several times in the mud, pursued and attacked by the black python. Caught off guard, a black hand grabbed Yan Ruchen's leg, tripping him.

The next second, the black python suddenly lowered its head and bit Yan Ruchen's shoulder, and its sharp fangs instantly pierced his body.

"what!!!!!!"

Guan Shanyu was staring at the black python, a strange sense of familiarity welling up in his heart, and he froze in his place. Suddenly, Yan Ruchen's screams of being attacked shattered the silence, accompanied by desperate cries, which instantly brought him back to his senses. He was about to rush forward to help. However, at this critical moment, Yan Ruchen slowly turned his head and looked at Guan Shanyu with a look of grievance in his eyes.

Guan Shanyu suddenly came to his senses in his confusion.

This is the plot in the original novel, arranged by Yan Ruchen after falling off the Wuzijian hunting ground.

This was the suffering Yan Ruchen should have endured after falling off the peak of the dock.

Guan Shanyu was so shocked he was speechless. He reached out to pull Yan Ruchen, but Yan Ruchen had already been grabbed by those evil hands and was about to be dragged underground. Just as Guan Shanyu was about to shout, he suddenly heard a faint knocking sound in his ears. Something was being struck repeatedly, with a clear rhythm.

Guan Shanyu suddenly opened his eyes and found that the room had sunk into darkness and the wind was howling outside the window. He blinked blankly, unable to tell whether he was still in a dream or had returned to reality.

He raised his head decisively and slapped himself.

pain! ! ! !

Guan Shanyu grumbled as he climbed to his feet, rubbing the aching spot on his cheek. He thought to himself, "I didn't expect the force I'd struck was so strong. It hurt quite a bit." He glanced out the window. It was already dark. Looking around, he saw his disciples sprawled out, soundly asleep. He rubbed his numb arm and was about to stand up to see if Yan Ruchen had returned when a soft whimper suddenly rang out from behind him.

Guan Shanyu turned around and looked at the disciple who was tied to the pillar. He thought he was playing tricks again. He was annoyed and wanted to punch him to shut up. But as soon as he got close to him, the whimpering sound started again. Guan Shanyu put his hands on his hips, looked at the corpse helplessly, and whispered: "Alright, alright, stop crying. It's wrong for us to chop off your hand, but if we don't do this, we will die. Let's talk about it. If you behave yourself, I won't beat you. How about that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice rang out again. Guan Shanyu helplessly held his forehead, thinking that this "thing" might not understand human language. But as he raised his hand, he suddenly realized that the disciple in front of him had rolled his eyes, his body was stiff, his mouth was half open, but his throat was not moving at all. How could he make a sound like this?

Curiously, he reached out and gently pressed his hand against the disciple's Adam's apple. Just then, a faint whimper drifted in on the wind, thin as a thread, almost swallowed by the night. But in this silence, even the slightest sound seemed exceptionally clear, and Guan Shanyu's hair stood on end.

The voice did not come from the disciple in front of him, but from behind him, outside the door.

Guan Shanyu frowned, quietly retracted his fingers, slowly turned around, and stared at the door intently. Although the door had been bolted twice when Yan Ruchen left, the bottom hem had been eaten away by termites and was barely supported by a few bundles of hay. The cold wind outside blew, causing the door to sway back and forth, as if it was about to collapse.

Guan Shanyu pondered secretly, thinking that the sobbing sound just now might be a mistake, just the sound of the wind. After waiting for a while, the sound really did not come again. He breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest lightly, and secretly congratulated himself for overthinking it.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the sound suddenly penetrated the door again and rang out.

It wasn't the sound of the wind, but a real, throat-rattling sound, louder and more shrill than before, like the cries of someone who had suffered extreme torture and had their tongue ripped out. Even through the door, one could almost imagine a wounded person lying on the ground, crying out for help in agony.

Guan Shanyu's heart suddenly tightened, and his first thought was whether the person outside the house was Yan Ruchen. After all, he had not come back for a day, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive. What if the person outside the door was him who had fought a desperate battle with the monster all day and was seriously injured, then he must bring him in to heal his injuries as soon as possible.

But at the same time he didn't dare to open the door or move.

Because the person outside the door could be Yan Ruchen or something else, and it might not be parked in front of their door, but just nearby. If Guan Shanyu, who was eager to save people, rashly opened the door, the result could be imagined.

His legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he dared not move. A conflict was brewing in his mind, and he considered waking up the other disciples so they could discuss a plan. But just as this thought flashed through his mind, the strange sobbing outside the door abruptly stopped.

Guan Shanyu stared at the door intently, his heart relaxed, and he slowly exhaled as if he had survived a disaster. But a moment later, there was a knock on the door outside.

One, one, another.

The sound was neither light nor heavy, falling rhythmically on the door, but it was stiff and lifeless, each hit carrying the same weight. It was like a slowly moving zombie, knocking on doors in the moonlight, checking for prey.

His eyes widened in horror, his hands unconsciously covering his mouth as he listened to the relentless knocks on the door. Each knock felt like a direct blow to his heart, suffocating him. Finally, his lips trembled as he whispered a hoarse, "It's Ru... Ruchen... um."

Before he could finish his question, his mouth was suddenly covered by a hand. At first, he thought that the mummy behind him had broken free from the rope and jumped off the pillar to attack him, but after struggling for a while, he saw that it was Su Yi who was covering his mouth.

Su Yi covered Guan Shanyu's mouth tightly and made a "shut up" gesture to him. Then, with Guan Shanyu's extremely terrified expression, she dragged him to the corner of the wall.

The disciples had woken up at some point, and when they saw Su Yi dragging Guan Shanyu over, they stepped forward, quietly took Guan Shanyu, and pressed him against the wall. While Guan Shanyu looked stunned, they made gestures with their hands and feet.

Guan Shanyu looked at them blankly as they gestured. After a long while, he didn't understand. Then he mouthed the words silently, "What do you mean? I don't understand."

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other helplessly. Qing Fan slapped his forehead, signaling everyone to step back. He squatted down and wrote on the dusty ground:

Don't make any noise, there's no one outside.

Guan Shanyu looked up suddenly, surprise written all over his face. Qing Fan continued, "There's a species of vulture on Wangshuiling that imitates human voices at night, knocking on doors to investigate. They often hang out with strange creatures, and if you open a door or make a noise, it's dangerous."

Guan Shanyu watched him finish writing, then looked up and saw the disciples surrounding him nodding vigorously. Guan Shanyu looked at them and thought for a moment, then lowered his head and wrote on the ground: Are your legs all right?

The disciples each looked down at their legs. Qingfan nodded and continued writing: Thanks to your timely treatment, the insects did not damage the meridians. After applying medicine and resting for a day, he can walk normally.

Guan Shanyu nodded, feeling slightly relieved, but then he couldn't help but look out the door, a flicker of worry in his heart. Jin Yu noticed his anomaly, and thinking of Yan Ruchen's disappearance, he also wrote on the ground: Shanyu's friend hasn't come back all day.

Everyone's attention focused on Guan Shanyu again. Guan Shanyu sat in silence for a long time, feeling a mixture of emotions. He was also worried about Yan Ruchen's safety. After all, it was never a good thing to be away fighting for a long time. If something happened, then...

After thinking about it, he sighed deeply. Seeing this, everyone else also looked sad. There were so many monsters outside the house. He hadn't returned for so long, so he must have met with misfortune...

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy, and sadness appeared on the faces of the disciples. For a moment, the room was so quiet that only the continuous knocking on the door could be heard. It seemed as if even the air had frozen. In this dead silence, Guan Shanyu's eyes were suddenly flashed by a sword light.

He looked up suddenly and saw that Su Benzhi, who had been poisoned and made mute, resolutely drew his sword and wrote quickly on the ground: "There is no use waiting to die. Ruchen and Shanyu saved us. We can't leave anyone alone. The monster is afraid of light and will scatter at sunrise. In the early morning, we will follow its retreat route and rescue Brother Ruchen." Seeing this, everyone's confusion turned into enlightenment and nodded in agreement.

Guan Shanyu couldn't believe that this group of people were so bold. Please, he was the author of the original novel. There was a big boss in Wangshuiling. How could they get out?

It seems like I really have to go out... If I don’t go find Yan Ruchen... he might be gone.

But Yan Ruchen is the protagonist... How could the protagonist die? No matter how many monsters appear, they are only for him to level up!

But now the plot has shifted, Si Xuanqing is dead, and Yan Ruchen... it's hard to say...

Guan Shanyu stood stupidly on the ground, torn between his conscience and his desire to save people. Meanwhile, his disciples had already taken out their weapons, sharpened their swords and guns, and were waiting for the first light of dawn to break out and kill the enemy and save people.

This group of disciples who were still saying that they couldn't move their legs the day before and were full of fighting spirit after a day's rest, after hiding and coping for three days, at this moment turned into an unstoppable force at dawn.

Before Guan Shanyu could recover from his shock, he was carried away by the momentum and dragged out of the house with a dazed look on his face.