Hunter's Honeymoon Handbook

"Swish—"

There was a violent shaking in the shadow of the bushes, and then a figure of a man rolled and crawled out of it.

"Help... help! Who..."

He lay prone on the ground, blood gurgling from his left thigh, so he could only use his hands together, half crawling on the ground, but he didn't care that the rough stones on the ground scratched his palm, and he just wanted to escape from the woods.

While running away, the man looked back anxiously.

The dark place behind was empty, and there seemed to be no pursuers, and after the man turned over a small mound, he happened to see a small village in front of him.

The smoke from the kitchen is curling up above the village, as if someone is going about their daily life.

His eyes lit up, and an infinite power suddenly surged into his body, making him forget the pain, and ran towards the village.

"Hey—! Is anyone here! Hey!"

He ran wildly, shouting, and waving his hands joyfully.

It's just that under normal circumstances, when there is a sudden roar from outside the quiet village, one or two villagers will always lean out to see what's going on, but today it was abnormally quiet, and there was no movement in the village at all.

The man stopped in doubt, stretched his neck and looked around.

"Hey—is there anyone! Can anyone answer—!!"

He yelled again at the top of his lungs, but still no one answered.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the man's forehead. He stopped, hid behind a tree closest to the village, and stopped to take a closer look.

The field was a bit messy, as if it had been disturbed by animals such as hares or roe deer. Several rows of vegetables that should have grown gratifyingly had been dug out of the soil, and together with several baskets, they were scattered scattered on the field ridge.

In the small village, the door of every household is half-closed, a few bunches of cleaned vegetables are laid on a small wooden bench outside the door, and a pot of washed rice is placed askew on the threshold.

Everything seems normal, the scene before dinner in the village.

But, no one.

The cooking tools and materials are all available, the hoes in the field, the children’s toys, and the smoke from the roof undoubtedly show that maybe just a few minutes ago, this place was a scene of interaction and joy among the villagers.

However, in the next second of this harmonious interaction, everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button, and then was swept away by an unknown hurricane.

It was quiet and there was no one.

A fallen leaf slowly fell on the man's nose, and he shivered.

[No... something is wrong, no, even if something is wrong, I have to go in to find out, find a place to hide for a while. 】

[Even if it's suspicious, it's still a thousand times better than the devil behind you. 】

After going through the hellish scene before, the man has become frightened, and any disturbance is stirring the tight and straight line in his heart.

He looked at the weird village in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally made up his mind and walked in.

At this time, the sun had set and the half moon had risen, and the road in front of him was even darker. The man slowly walked across the field, stepped over several vegetable baskets overturned in the mud, and gradually approached a family.

Due to the excessive blood loss, the man's gait was flimsy, and he staggered from time to time, almost unable to see the deep black gully under his feet.

After walking for 2 minutes, he finally came to the door of the target house.

He stared at the half-splashed pot of potato cubes in front of the door, lost his mind for a moment, then came back to his senses, and carefully supported the half-open wooden door.

"···excuse me···"

He made a greeting in a soft voice, then stretched out his hand and gently opened the door.

"Support—"

The long and hoarse sound of the wooden door was like a sledgehammer hitting the man's heart, making his heart beat wildly and swell to the point of discomfort.

A dim ray of moonlight passed through the crack of the door and spilled into the inner room, forming a gray and white narrow passage.

The man stepped on the narrow path, turned sideways, slipped in through the crack of the door, and locked the door behind his back.

"...Is anyone there? If no one answers, I will pretend there is no..."

His voice became lower and lower until it was barely audible.

Because he was afraid of the devil behind him, the man dared not light the wax, so he could only take out a box of matches from his pocket, took out one, and stroked it tremblingly several times before striking.

A bright orange light shone from the man's palm, slightly dispelling the restlessness in his heart.

Holding a match in his hand, he groped in the dark room with the light in the square inch.

At first glance, he saw a small brown-red picture frame on the wooden table in the middle of the room.

He picked it up and looked at it, and found that the picture frame was quite old, the brown paint on the sides had faded and peeled off, and there was a clean area in the center of the picture frame, which meant that there was supposed to be a picture in the picture frame, but now it was missing.

He looked at it for a while, then put down the photo frame without interest, and continued to grope for others on the table.

After groping for a while, he didn't find the food he imagined. The man was a little frustrated, but he didn't give up. He replaced a few burnt matches, left the table and continued to explore.

The window lattice in front was damaged in several places, and a few rays of moonlight penetrated through the damage and spilled into the room, illuminating a square half a person's height.

The man squinted his eyes, thinking that it should be a stove, and there might be something edible in it, so he walked towards it.

Walking to the stove, the man saw a half piece of reddish-brown paper.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up, and found that there were three little people drawn on it with childish brushwork, and a few words were written on it.

Due to being soaked in the reddish-brown liquid, these words are not very clear, and the characters such as 'father' and 'mother' can be vaguely seen.

Judging by the size, it seems to be the painting in the frame on the table just now.

It was probably drawn by the children of this family.

The man shrugged, just about to let go, but found something wrong.

He frowned, stared at the reddish-brown dry liquid on the paper for a few seconds, then suddenly lifted the paper, put it under his nose, and sniffed it lightly.

The next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, his legs softened in horror, and he knelt down on the ground.

And the light piece of paper in his hand was like a ball of charcoal, so hot that his hands trembled and he threw the piece of paper out.

The man's throat was rattling, and he put his hands on the ground, trying to prop up his upper body several times, but he fell limp due to powerlessness.

While struggling, the match in the man's hand was completely extinguished, his eyes went black instantly, and his whole body fell into darkness.

Behind him, a few steps away, two bright green eyes light up faintly.

At night, in front of the outer edge of the forest on the east coast of NGL.

"Kate—! Kate!"

I yelled in the dazed Kate's ear.

"Ah, ah. It's Xiaojie, isn't Qi Ya back?"

Kate originally folded her hands and leaned on the tree to take a nap, but when I yelled at her, she lazily opened her eyes.

He glanced at me, then looked behind me, but he didn't find the familiar figure, and asked in doubt.

"Well, I just said that I heard a strange voice in the distance, and Qiya said that he would go and check first, and asked me to come back and call Kate."

Kate nodded and let me lead the way.

On the way to lead the way, I secretly glanced at the manual in the palm of my hand, and the red dot representing Qi Ya had disappeared.

This ability has been almost forgotten by me during this time, and I only remembered it when I was punished by Kate the night before to explore the journey and separate from Qiya.

Now the level of the manual is still level 2,500, [-]m away, and there are three red hearts next to it, which seems to be upgraded again.

As for how to upgrade the manual, I haven't figured out the rules, maybe it's calculated according to the time I stay with Qi Ya?But this is not certain, after all, I have never been separated from Qi Ya in the past month, and it is not accurate to judge based on this alone.

I have always been not very good at this kind of things that need to be explored, so I just put it down after thinking about it for a while.

Just when I was thinking wildly, and I don't know how long I walked, the edge of the manual in my hand began to flash red dots representing Qi Ya.

Qi Ya was motionless 500m ahead, as if waiting for us. Thinking of this, I couldn't help speeding up my pace.

Passing through two bushes, I narrowed my eyes and caught a familiar white figure in front of me.

I trot over.

Qi Ya heard the movement, looked towards me, raised his hand, stretched out his thumb, and pointed behind him.

Following his guidance, I stood on tiptoe and looked over his shoulder.

Behind Qi Ya is an ordinary small village.

Ordinary village, ordinary people.

Qi Ya and I looked at each other, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned his head, and pursed his lips at a figure walking out of the village.

An old man with the appearance of a village chief walked in the front, and a strong middle-aged man behind him held a torch to guide us.

"It's been a long time since I've seen outsiders. Welcome, I'm the head of this village."

The village chief had a simple smile on his wrinkled old face, with a pair of slit eyes smiling, and I didn't feel the slightest hostility in it.

Originally, Kate said that people in this country are very xenophobic, and I was nervous, but I didn't expect it to be easy to get along with, which made me secretly relieved.

Kate, who was walking at the end, observed the surrounding situation silently.

"Old man, has the population of your village always been so small?"

Kate observed for a while, then suddenly frowned, as if she had discovered something.

He didn't have any excuses, so he went straight to the point.

"I hope you can tell us if anything unusual has happened recently."

Qi Ya and I heard the words, and turned our heads to look at the old man in front of us warily.

"..."

"Hey, you outsiders..."

The torch man with the torch took a step forward, staring at us with tiger eyes, his thick eyebrows raised upright.

The old village chief paused and remained silent for a while.

"Well, indeed."

He raised his hand to stop the middle-aged man who opened his mouth to scold him, then stroked his long eyebrows and turned to face us.

The old village chief suddenly sighed deeply.

"I didn't want outsiders like you to know about this matter...but that little brother with long white hair is very powerful, and he can tell it at a glance."

"Recently, our village has indeed lost a lot of people."

From the mouth of the old village head, I learned that not only their village, but another small village far away from their village also had missing persons.

Most of the missing persons are young and strong men. They have one thing in common, that is, they all disappeared when they went out for a long distance, or went shopping, or went hunting in the dense forest. Once they went out, several of them never came back.

"We have almost no communication facilities here, so the news spread very slowly. We didn't know that the same situation had occurred in other villages until the daytime today."

The old village head leaned on a cane, sitting in front of his house, smoking an old-fashioned cigarette pipe.

The bright red light of the torch jumped on his old, ravine face, and he squinted his eyes slightly, staring worriedly at the darkness in the distance.

We sat in front of him and listened quietly to his narrative.

"The place where everyone disappeared seems to be that direction."

The old village chief stretched out a hand tremblingly, pointing to the east, which is the direction we are going to.

"In that direction, it's like a ghost suddenly crawled out of hell, devouring pedestrians everywhere. We sent the strongest people in the village to look for them behind us, but once someone went there, there was almost no news...so this For two days we banned the villagers from going out, after all, we can no longer bear the heavy burden of missing young people."

After hearing about the events of this village, our hearts were a little heavy, and the direction we had decided to go to seemed to be covered with a layer of darkness, and we no longer had the clarity we had before.

Kate rested her chin on her hand, and got up from the chair after listening to the old village chief's narration.

"Qi Ya, Xiao Jie, let's go."

He waved at Qi Ya and me, and walked out of the village regardless of whether we followed or not.

The direction was exactly in the direction of the old village chief's finger.

I glanced at Qi Ya and found that he was also staring at me, so I nodded to him and followed.

"Hey...you guys!"

Seeing that we were actually heading in the direction of the devil, the old village head was startled, and quickly propped himself up with a stick.

"You can't go to that place!"

I heard his shout, stopped and turned around.

"No...children can't go."

The old village head frowned, trying to grab my sleeve.

I took two steps back and shook my head at him.

"no problem."

"But...it's really not good." The old village chief tapped the ground with his cane, his face anxious, "You don't know what's in front of you, it might be a scary thing that no one knows."

"That's okay."

I gave the old village head a thumbs up, opened my mouth and smiled brightly.

"We are hunters!"

Hunters can only prove themselves if they go forward bravely.

"Little Jay."

Qi Ya, who was at the side, saw that Kate had disappeared, and was impatient for waiting.

And when I heard Qi Ya's call, I turned my head and answered, just about to raise my heels, but as if I remembered something, I stopped and turned my head.

"Old man."

I waved vigorously at the old village chief who was stunned in place.

"Those missing people, if I can see them, I will definitely save them and send them back intact, so it's an agreement—!"

"Goodbye then."

Leaving this sentence behind, I turned around, took another step, and accelerated to catch up with Qi Ya.

When I came to Qi Ya, he raised his hand and tapped on the head, indicating that I was procrastinating.

I pouted.

Then, the two joined hands, seemingly leisurely, but actually rushed out as quickly as lightning.

The old village chief stared blankly at the immature figure that seemed to be emitting a faint light in the dark night and disappeared into the dense forest outside the village. He swallowed the sentence "At least stay and rest for a while" without saying a word.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth curled into a kind arc.

"...Really, I can't compare to young people, I have to admit defeat."

He sighed slowly.