Han Mu couldn't help but start to think about it.

"It's strange. I saw someone here just now. Could it be that I was dazzled?"

The visitor finally walked under the tree where Han Mu was. Han Mu, who was tense all over, was stunned for a moment after seeing the visitor's appearance.

"This..." is an ordinary wood chopper.

The heart hanging in his throat finally fell back into his stomach steadily, and Han Mu became speechless.

He was alert for so long that he turned out to be a villager who came to chop wood.

However, Han Mu was not prepared to alarm the villagers. He only came down from the trunk after the villagers left.

The most important thing now is to continue looking for the wooden house and then figure out the antidote of the insect.

After confirming that no one was following him, Han Mu felt much more relaxed and continued to go to the top of the mountain.

However, what Han Mu didn't know was.

After he left the tree, on the canopy of the tree he had climbed up, a man wearing a mountaineering suit with a big scar on his face was staring at the direction he was leaving with gloomy eyes.

Han Mu felt right just now, and someone was indeed following him.

It's just a pity that Han Mu didn't notice him.

... After climbing the mountain for nearly half an hour, Han Mu finally got close to the top of the mountain.

I found the wooden house standing among the lush woods.

The wooden house is not big, and it looks only 40 or 50 square meters from the outside, and there is a very small courtyard.

Han Mu observed outside the door for a while, but after not seeing any movement inside, he tried to shout.

"Is anyone?"

Responding to him was the "rustling" sound of leaves.

“Isn’t anyone here?”

He shouted again, but no one answered.

"It seems that no one is here."

He said to himself that he was about to wait outside for a while, but his body suddenly fell forward.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and did not fall down.

Han Mu took a look and found that the door outside was not closed. He just leaned against it and went inside, so he pushed the door open.

Since the door is not closed, why don’t you... go in and take a look?

People are always very curious. Thinking of the antidote that Senior Zhang can’t figure out, there will be something here.

Han Mu couldn't help but wonder, could this person be a paradise?

He was struggling, then gritted his teeth and pushed open the door.

"Squeak."

The wooden door panel screamed.

Han Mu walked inside carefully.

A wooden house is an ordinary wooden house, with two rooms, one bedroom and one similar to a living room. There are countless unknown herbs hanging on the walls of this room.

As soon as I entered, a strong fragrance of medicine came out.

Han Mu took a heavy breath and felt a lot of heat dissipation in his body.

The owner did not go home, and Han Mu also looked around. He was going to go outside and wait for the owner to come back.

However, when I glanced at the corner of my eyes, I suddenly saw that there was a small door in the corner of this room.

A little fire radiated from the crack of the door, as if someone was inside.

Han Mu's heart rose slightly, and he approached vigilantly.

"Is it possible that the master has been at home all the time?"

He murmured to himself in a low voice.

When I got closer, I leaned my ear against the door panel and listened carefully, but I didn't hear any sound.

Han Mu frowned and thought about whether he was reaching out to push the door.

I didn't expect that this push was not pushed away, as if something was pressed against.

In order not to be regarded as a thief, Han Mu decided to test it again.

“Is anyone at home?

It was Senior Zhang who asked me to come. It was helpless to enter the house without authorization. Only then did I realize that someone asked me to go in and talk."

No one replied.

There is still tranquility around.

It seems that there is really no one, and Han Mu is not going to check it anymore. If he looks at the master and comes back later, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

However, when he turned around, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from behind him.

"It was sent from that room!"

Han Mu became alert and his whole body was tense.

He picked up a bench as a weapon, approached the door carefully, then took a deep breath, and pushed it open.

"Click!"

The locking of the door inside the house was inferred, and the situation inside the house was also caught in the eye.

Wherever Han Mu saw, there was a blanket casually spread on a bed made of old wooden boards, and a little boy who looked about eleven or twelve years old was lying on it.

The boy was frowning at this time, his limbs were twisting constantly, as if he was immersed in endless pain, but his hands and feet were tied up by ropes.

"What is this?"

How do you find an antidote? There are problems everywhere.

"Woooooo!"

The little boy on the bed whimpered in pain.

Han Mu had no time to think about it, so he walked over quickly and carefully helped the little boy check it out.

"This is..." The more Han Mu looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

This little boy was so bad that he was extremely poor.

His body was very weak, and it was not brought out from his womb to his weakness, as if he was poured into something, which led to his body becoming what it is now.

After the inspection, Han Mu began to suspect the reason why the boy appeared here, especially the owner of this wooden house, who knows how to use insects and herbs to people.

He heard that some insects require the development of boy blood, and that kind of boy blood requires a lot of blood, requiring various medicinal materials.

Could it be that... the more I thought about it, the more I became more shocked, and Han Mu's face became gloomy.

If his idea is true, the owner of the house is definitely not a good person, and he has to find a way to figure it out.

Thinking of this, Han Mu put the little boy back and pointed a few more acupoints to make the boy look less painful. Then he put all the things in the house back to their original position and slowly moved them out.

After all this was done, about ten minutes passed.

Han Mu finally heard the sound of footsteps coming from not far away.

He stood up, his legs and feet that were a little stiff, and he was still organizing voice in his heart, and felt a gust of fierce wind blowing in the air.

Han Mu's reaction was extremely rapid. The first second he noticed something was wrong, he jumped up and avoided the attack.

"who!"

The visitor shouted angrily and found that Han Mu was even more angry after he avoided it.

"Who sent you here! What will you do to me again!"

The man seemed to be in a rage and was trying to kill Han Mu everywhere.

Even though Han Mu had good abilities, he was almost hit by a heavy punch from someone who came several times.

"Wait!"

This is not a solution. This man obviously made him wrong. He has to explain it clearly, otherwise he would have to be beaten endlessly today.

"This brother has something to say, I'm not here to fight you!"

The person who came finally slowed down a little, and Han Mu could see his face clearly.

He is very tall, one head taller than Han Mu. Han Mu suspects that he is probably two meters tall.

I don’t know if I focus on fitness. The exposed parts of my body are full of tendons and a fairly honest face, probably because I was angry, giving people a ferocious feeling.
Chapter completed!