What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

I did not choose to stop.

Under the cover of the water flow, the bone needles skimmed across the surface and instantly pierced the throats of the four men.

Blood flowed down the stream. I stepped into the blood-stained water, expressionless, and went ashore to continue my journey.

Around 9:30, in a low-lying area filled with miasma, I encountered the third wave.

This time, the other party seemed to have noticed something.

One of them had even drawn a signal pistol from his waist.

However, I launched my attack from thirty meters away.

The bone needle shattered the wrist of the man holding the flare gun, and within two seconds, the entire five-man squad was wiped out.

In every encounter, I used the same method: I didn't show my face, didn't get close, and used my qi to manipulate bone needles to kill with one blow.

And they deliberately left behind those wooden boxes containing the tracking worms.

Along this journey, there have been no blood-boiling battles, no angry roars.

Only the faint sound of bone needles piercing flesh and the dull thud of a corpse falling to the ground could be heard.

I was on my way almost without stopping.

Like a tireless ghost, it wanders through this ancient rainforest.

However, this high level of mental concentration and continuous use of qi to kill is also a huge test of my physical strength.

Furthermore, because the miasma reappears as night falls, I also need to allocate a portion of my malevolent energy to protect Li Qing.

My clothes have been soaked with sweat countless times, only to be dried by my body heat, leaving behind a layer of white salt stains.

Occasionally, a tingling sensation would come from my left arm; it was a natural reaction to lifting Li Qing's weight for a long time.

But I didn't stop.

Because I knew that as soon as I stopped, those relentless pursuers would immediately surround me.

Southern Xinjiang is someone else's territory. Before we can completely break free, any lapse in vigilance could lead to utter ruin.

Time passed slowly during the dark journey.

It was past 10 p.m.

As I used my lancet to cut through a patch of thorny vines blocking my path, a cool breeze carrying a heavy smell of moisture and decaying leaves suddenly rushed towards me.

At the same time, I could faintly hear the sound of rushing water.

My spirits lifted instantly, and my previously heavy steps quickened.

After passing through the last dense forest, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

The terrain became relatively flat, and the river that shimmered faintly in the night was a tributary of the Lancang River.

We finally returned to the valley area I came from.

Only then did I exhale a long breath, feeling my tense nerves finally relax a little.

But instead of rushing out immediately, I stood at the edge of the woods and, with my eyesight enhanced by the cool air, carefully searched for any obvious landmarks in the darkness.

Soon, a huge banyan tree that would take four or five people to encircle came into my view.

The banyan tree's roots, like countless gnarled pythons, are deeply embedded in the damp soil, and its canopy blocks out the sun.

"We've finally arrived."

I murmured something, then, carrying Li Qing on my back, I quickly walked towards the big banyan tree.

Walking under the banyan tree, I went around to the back of it and behind a dense thicket of bushes.

Looking up, the SUV, covered in mud, was sitting there quietly.

It's like an old friend waiting for its owner to return.

Seeing this car made me feel much more at ease.

At this moment, this car is not just a means of transportation, but also our last resort to escape this place of trouble.

I took the car keys out of my pocket and pressed the unlock button.

Two soft beeps sounded, and the car lights flashed briefly in the darkness, sounding especially welcoming.

I opened the back door and put Li Qing on my back inside, letting him lie flat on the spacious back seat.

Then I took a clean coat from the trunk and covered him with it.

Not only that, I also took a few packs of compressed dry food and a few bottles of mineral water and left them in the passenger seat so I could replenish my energy while I was driving.

If I count the time, I had barely eaten anything for almost a day and a night, only drinking some spring water.

After doing all that, I walked over to the driver's side, opened the door, and got in.

The carriage was filled with the scent of leather and a faint smell of tobacco. This atmosphere of modern civilization gave me a feeling of being in another world.

I inserted the car key into the lock and turned it hard.

"boom--"

The SUV let out a deep roar, and its powerful engine instantly came to life.

The lights on the dial came on, illuminating my face, which was covered in mud and blood.

I gripped the steering wheel and glanced at Li Qing, who was still unconscious, in the rearview mirror.

"Hold on tight, Young Master Li. We're going home now."

I said something softly, then shifted into gear and stepped on the gas.

Suddenly, the off-road vehicle, like a wild beast freed from its restraints, crushed the dead branches and leaves on the ground and burst out of the bushes.

Under the cover of night, we sped off towards the highway on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The off-road vehicle drove smoothly on the rugged mountain dirt road.

I held the steering wheel with one hand and a bag of compressed dry food in the other, tore open the packaging and took a big bite.

The dry food had a very rough texture, like chewing sawdust.

But I still forced myself to swallow it down with half a bottle of mineral water.

Under such intense exertion, even if your stomach is churning, you must force yourself to eat to replenish the energy lost by your body.

I opened the car window a crack, and the cool night breeze rushed into the car, dispersing the somewhat stuffy air and making me a little more awake.

Time passed slowly.

According to the navigation, the car has now left the core uninhabited area of ​​the Ten Thousand Mountains.

They have even entered the sphere of influence of the Lan family.

I glanced at Li Qing in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

He was still in a deep coma, and the coat he was wearing bounced slightly with the bumps of the vehicle.

However, just when I thought I could drive safely until dawn, the cool sensation between my eyebrows suddenly began to throb violently without warning.

The feeling was like a cold steel needle hovering straight up an inch in front of my forehead, making every hair on my body stand on end.

I slammed on the brakes.

"squeak--"

The off-road vehicle's tires left a deep mark on the dirt road, and it came to a steady stop in the middle of the road.

I looked up and peered through the windshield.

The winding mountain road ahead was completely blocked by a thick, impenetrable white fog.

The fog appeared very abruptly, like a thick white city wall stretching between two mountain peaks.

The beams of the car headlights hit the fog and were refracted back, instantly reducing visibility to less than two meters.

Even more strangely, in this thick fog, it seemed that even the sound of the wind was swallowed up.

The silence was unsettling.

I sighed and casually pulled out the scalpel, holding it in my palm.

Because I knew in my heart that the visitor did not have good intentions.

Moreover, this scale is definitely not comparable to those small fry from before.

"Setting off smoke bombs on the street in the middle of the night is really inconsiderate."