The sky had already darkened, and the southeast evening breeze blew away the oppressive heat of the day. The new village was situated right by the river, and the evening breeze rustled through the reed marshes while the five-colored chickens let out intermittent clucks. Even at night, the place brimmed with vitality.
Although most of the fierce beasts had dispersed from the grassy area outside the village entrance, quite a few exotic beasts still lingered there, clearly drawn by Shi Heng's words and the spirit-gathering array.
These beasts showed no fear of humans. They gathered on the sidelines, tilting their heads to watch as over thirty strong men of Shi Village carried the corpse of the lion-tiger, swaying and stumbling out from the mountains.
Chapter 38