Onmyo Ghost Hunter

Although I really want Luo Shui'er and the others to go to Jiuhuang City with us, but their vengeance has not been avenged, the exterminated undead in the kingdom of the dead are not the real murderers at all, and those really powerful spirits are still in the snowy land Yuan Shang, but was moved by the King of Giant Eyes.

Luo Yue'er was very happy to see that Yuan Qing was staying with me, and offered to send us back to Icefield Town.

With the help of her ice cart, we are naturally happy. The monks from Kuzhu Temple also got on the ice cart. After half a day, we arrived at the small town of Bingyuan. among.

"Shall we stay for one night and leave, or now?"

Li Nianbai put his hands in his trouser pockets, whistled and asked.

"I'll go and inquire about the bus from here to Ice City first, and you guys go back to the Icefield Inn first."

Jiang He greeted us and went to the bus station in the town, leaving us alone. Hui Yi came over, gave us a salute, and said, "All benefactors, let's go back to Kuzhu Temple first. If you have any difficulties, you can come to Kuzhu Temple in Mount Putuo to find us. This is a guide token. When you arrive at the ferry, as long as you have a token, our monks will bring you to Kuzhu Temple. Moreover, this token has the power of meditation. Wearing it on your body can help you practice.”

After speaking, Huiyi handed me a round wooden token with Kuzhu Temple written on one side and scriptures engraved on the other.

"Thank you master, we will meet later."

I also gave a salute, put away the token, and said.

"Brother Zhong Yuan, take care all the way, we will meet again."

Reluctantly, Huiyang grabbed my hand, sniffed my nose, then turned around and went to the distance with his seniors.

We went back to the Bingyuan Inn again, and it was quite deserted inside. The proprietress, Ah Xiang, was cracking melon seeds at the counter. When she saw us, her eyes lit up, she walked over with a smile, and said, "Handsome guys, could it be that we want to Let's check out the money, you paid the rent for three days, and I didn't plan to refund it to you if you didn't stay for three days."

"Can't you just sit down?"

The cousin glanced at the rouge-faced proprietress, and sat down at random.

"Miss Boss, why can't I see a single figure now?"

After I sat down, I glanced around and found no other ghost hunters, so I asked curiously.

Axiang put a plate of ice melon seeds, a specialty of Xueyuzhiyuan, on our table. These ice melon seeds are slightly larger than ordinary melon seeds, milky white in color, and big in size. She stretched out her hand and looked at us with a smile. Said: "It's all over, what are you still doing in this primitive town? You must have rushed over from the Snowy Land, how is it? Did you get the cold snow fruit? I heard that the eighth master of the Sikong family His arms were all cut off, and the disciples of the family were all injured. Do you know that they heard from their family members that the other party was a young man, and their Sikong family deliberately ambushed in the small town of Icefield, and did not return to Ice City. What about revenge?"

After finishing speaking, he spat out the melon seeds in his mouth, stared at me who was dumbfounded, and asked casually:

"Could it be you?"

"The Sikong family is in ambush in the ice field town? No way, Jiang He!"

The cousin suddenly stood up, staring at the door with a blue face.

"Where are the members of the Sikong family, and when did they start ambush?"

I turned slightly sideways, stared at the proprietress and asked, the proprietress looked a little embarrassed, pursed her lips, I took out a few banknotes from my pocket and put them on the table, said: "It's okay to say? We won't leak the news .”

"Well, it's actually okay to tell you. The Sikong family has their own land in Icefield Town and built a house. There will be family children patrolling Icefield Town every day, and there are special people waiting at the station."

Ah Xiang smiled and grabbed the banknotes on the table and pocketed them.

"Baye Sikong should not be at the station, after all, his hand is broken, so he should go back to Bingcheng for treatment."

I said in a cold voice, when he broke into the lake of ice and fire, his arm was cut off by Li Nianbai's sword. If he didn't get medical treatment in time, this arm would be useless and he would never be able to connect it again.

Li Nianbai was leisurely and ruthless, seeing me staring at him, he turned his head and smiled evilly: "This time, if he appears again, you said I cut off his head, can he still take it on?"

After saying this, I took a deep breath, Ah Xiang's face changed suddenly, she left us far away, and returned to the counter.

"The blizzard has stopped now. There are already vehicles from Bingcheng to here every day. It's past two o'clock in the afternoon. Can we still catch up with today's vehicles?"

cousin asked aloud.

"Today's car departs from Icefield Town on time at four o'clock in the afternoon."

The proprietress stuck her head out and said.

"Let's go, I hope these guys from the Sikong family won't do anything to Jiang He."

My cousin clenched his fists, and walked out of the small inn in the ice field first, and went straight to the station. There were very few pedestrians on the street. Although the blizzard had stopped, there was still thick snow, and no one cleaned it.

The station is at the edge of the town, a very simple shed covered with thick snow, and this shed is supported by several logs, behind a row of low houses, in front of the house there is a There was a row of seats, but there was no one person. Instead, more than a dozen people surrounded the open space on the other side, and many people started booing.

A few of us squeezed in. Jiang He was already standing on either side of the other two young men. Jiang He had clenched his fists tightly and was in a combat state, but his left face was injured, and a fist mark was not red and swollen. Instead of bruises, it was pitch black, as if burned by flames, and besides, there was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of the mouth.

The condition of the other two young people is also not very good. One young man is thin and thin, wearing a fur vest and a round cap on his head. One of his eyes is surrounded by bruises, and he is staring at Jiang He fiercely, while the other The young man was tall and fat, and he didn't see any obvious scars on his body, only a little blood spilled from his nose.

"With your own strength, you can't resist us at all. I advise you to go with us, otherwise you will suffer from that flesh and blood! Just now you should have learned how powerful our Sikong Zhenhuo is."

The thin young man spoke angrily. At the same time, he stretched out his palm and clenched it hard. A layer of strange blue flames appeared above his fist.

The surrounding onlookers were not overly surprised when they saw this scene, but clapped their hands. It was obvious that this kind of fight was not just the first time this happened in the small town of Icefield, they had seen it all too often.

"Oh? That's right, if the two of you continue to entangle, I don't promise that I will use my full strength."

Jiang He clenched a fist in one hand, and turned his other hand into a palm. He raised it slightly, and the fist and palm faintly swirled around in a faint air current.

"Oh? That's right, then you need to experience your strength. Your self-defense skills are very strong, but that's all."

The thin young man sneered, although he said so, he didn't relax at all.

"It's useless to talk, let's do it!"

Jiang He glanced at the thin young man with no expression on his face, and stepped forward, his movements were very agile. The fist in his hand went straight to the thin young man's face. The thin young man was not afraid, and he punched directly.

"Boom!"

The two fists clashed together, and there was still a faint blue flame floating above the thin young man's fist, but this flame did not burn Jiang He, because the air flow above his fist protected his fist, but Jiang He His strength was greater than that of the thin young man, and he punched him. The thin young man took a few steps back, rushed over again, and trembled with Jiang He.

"Cousin, what is the air flow in Jiang He's hand? It can actually defend against Sikong Zhenhuo!"

Seeing this wonderful battle, I forgot to make a move for a while, not only me, Li Nianbai and his cousin were also stunned, my cousin grabbed an apple, bit it hard, and expressed that he didn't know, but Li Nianbai With a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "This is internal strength, this kid is hiding everything. I thought he was just a doctor who practiced self-defense. I didn't expect him to be so good at fist and kick. It seems that he can really do it." Inherit my Uncle Lu Fei's mantle."

"Inner strength? Jiang He actually has such a powerful inner strength!"

I was immediately happy. I must have eaten Hanxueguo, which increased his strength a lot. Because Hanxueguo is a heaven and earth spiritual fruit, it contains powerful energy. This energy can be transformed into internal strength, so Jiang He It's so powerful when it's used, it's a real power, not like our secret technique.

"Let's watch the battle first and see Jiang He's ability."

Li Nianbai reached out his hand to stop his cousin who was about to make a move. The cousin frowned slightly, and said, "Can't you see that these two family disciples are not insignificant? The real fire of the Sikong family cannot be condensed by any disciple. You Look at that fat man!"

I turned my gaze to the battlefield. The thin man from the Sikong family had already been forced away by Jiang He's fists. The internal force of the fat man was broken, revealing his white, fat and chubby belly, which seemed to be sunk in by him. The fat man's face remained unchanged, his body arched slightly, and suddenly he thrust forward with force. Made him take a few steps back.

The fat man ran over again, and grabbed Jiang He's chest with his big palm-like hands. The fat man was also very strong, but his body skills were not as flexible as Jiang He's. Suddenly, Jiang He felt pressured. This disciple of the Sikong family was very powerful in physical skills, and with Sikong Zhenhuo in his hand, Jiang He was punched in the back several times.

"Boy, it seems that before the elders of my family come, you will be captured by the two of us."

The thin man gave a strange laugh, and a faint Sikong Zhenhuo emerged from his fists, and when he waved it, the air was filled with scorching firepower.

"Not yet?!"

The cousin's breathing became a little heavy, and there was a deep worry in his eyes.

I was slightly taken aback, and said, "Don't forget, Jiang He hasn't shown his abilities yet, and he is also a ghost doctor. I would like to see his acupuncture and silver needles."

Li Nianbai turned his head, grinned at me, and said: "We are getting more and more connected, I think so too."