Ghost Shelter System

Two moves? Two people!

This group of yellow scarf warriors entered the secret door with talismans. Before entering the secret door, they were all warriors carefully trained by the Yellow Turban Army. Their physical fitness was much higher than that of ordinary people. How could they be so vulnerable?

Among the others, a dark-faced warrior spoke up: "You are the number one warrior under General Feiyan Zhang Yan, Sheng Gu. Who are you, do you dare to leave your name?"

The subtext in this kind of words is 'that's the end of today's matter, I will leave my name and seek revenge from you in the future'.

Leave a name?

How can you still kill my ancestors of the Qin family?

"There's so much nonsense, either come and fight, or get out."

"Haha, what a big statement! The green mountains will not change and the green water will always flow. Just wait for me!"

Sheng Gu had dark cheeks and no expression. After a long while, under Qin Kun's close gaze, he silently picked up the Taoist robe that he had taken off, put it on and took him away.

Qin Kun withdrew his gaze, and the battle of the other group was over. There seemed to be people from the secret sect among those armor-clad military lords, and they were fighting equally with the Nanyang wizards. There were casualties on each other, and the formations broke up and the chase began.

They didn't come to Qin Kun, so Qin Kun said to the surrounding grass: "Everyone, after watching the show for so long, aren't you ready to come out for a while?"

I just watched the show, but I can’t pick it up cheaply.

The gangsters lurked in the grass during the fight, and they must have some evil intentions. However, after the fight ended, the opponent did not suffer any damage, so it would be unreasonable to continue hiding here.

After a while, everyone slowly retreated. Although they had bad intentions, they had not interfered before, and Qin Kun did not continue to pursue them out of morality.

This section of the road is finally safe.

Looking up and looking at Penglai Mountain not far in front of him, Qin Kun sent a signal from where he was.

A piece of colorful talisman paper flew into the sky and exploded, which was the signal agreed with Wang Qian. After sending it, Qin Kun headed towards Penglai Mountain.

Good mountains, good water, the aftertaste of fairy mountains that is difficult to describe in words, has been surrounding the surroundings. Qin Kun sat beside a stream and sighed.

"Purple Monk."

Miaoshan asked: "What's wrong?"

"Somewhat emotional."

Qin Kun was lamenting the benefits of becoming stronger.

From being unknown at first to becoming more and more powerful now, in the past few days, he has felt the convenience brought by strength many times.

There are nine places for sailing on the island, so the strong ones among the four groups rarely come to trouble him. However, any master who knows how to look at Qin Kun will find that Qin Kun is different and is unwilling to take risks.

So except for the accident that happened to my teammates before, my journey has been very smooth.

Miao Shan smiled: "It's a good thing to have emotions. The epiphany in Buddhism is the emotion and inspiration gained after experiencing something."

Qin Kun nodded: "I'm also a little confused."

"Tell me?"

Since the two of them were waiting for Wang Gan to come over, Qin Kun was bored and drew a grid on the ground.

The field grid is divided into four blocks. In each block, some difficult opponents that you have seen are signed with their names.

"This time, four groups of people appeared. There were nine pieces of jade. Although it seems that the probability of immortality is very small, it is actually high enough. How many people are there in total..."

Miaoshan had never thought about this problem. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly thought: Indeed.

They came this time with more than a dozen people. Even if all four groups had this number, they would only be over sixty.

Even if the number of other groups is larger, reaching ninety, there is still a one-tenth chance of being qualified to sail the ship.

The probability seems really high...

"The poor monk has never considered this."

Qin Kun sat on a fallen tree trunk, looked up into the distance, his sight seemed to penetrate the clouds, and said to himself: "I suddenly felt..."

"What do you think..."

"I think Mr. Xinglin and the others want us to grab the jade quickly and leave immediately."

Qin Kun's ideas have always been weird. Miaoshan followed Qin Kun's ideas and pursued them further, but he couldn't refute them.

But what is the purpose of this?

"The people who invited us on board the ship here want us to leave immediately? Why don't they want us all to stay here???"

Miaoshan is incomprehensible.

Qin Kun shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it was a momentary thought. Don't ask me."

Qin Kun smiled, and behind the smile, he was extremely calm.

Although this idea is possible, it cannot withstand scrutiny. After all, Mr. Xinglin invited them to board the ship and hoped that they would leave immediately. There must be some purpose, right? ? ?

With an ulterior motive, you have to hide something, right?

From what he saw and heard during this period, he did not feel that there was any secret in the Three Immortals Island.

Qin Kun shook off the messy thoughts. It seemed that he was really too sensitive, so he said to Miao Shan: "Wang Qian may not come for a while. I'm hungry. I'm going to the causal water area to replenish some food. Do you want to come together? ?”

Miaoshan nodded: "Okay."

…

He took a handful of water and splashed it on his face.

The two of them squatted by the stream and washed their faces. As soon as they closed their eyes, they were in another place.

The mountain stream was flowing slowly, and the owner of this cause and effect had not appeared around. Qin Kun and Miaoshan stood up, feeling very helpless.

It seems that this meal will not be available for a while.

There were no roads around and there was total silence.

There are only two possibilities for places where there are no birds and beasts. One, the beasts are lurking, and two, there are people here.

The two of them had not walked for long when a low roar suddenly appeared.

tiger.

A tiger was eating a human corpse. Miao Shan closed his eyes with a compassionate expression.

Even a monk who is used to seeing ghosts will still feel uncomfortable when he sees the dead again.

The tiger's mouth was full of blood and he looked at the two men unkindly. A stone hit the tiger's eye. The tiger felt pain and wanted to attack, but one of the young men on the opposite side also let out a tiger roar.

The momentum was majestic and evil energy filled the sky. The tiger was startled and slowly backed away.

The tiger left, leaving behind a pool of blood and two dead people.

The deceased was a woman and a child, dressed in ancient costume. Encountering tigers in the mountains was not uncommon in ancient times. Qin Kun lamented the fate of the mother and son. Seeing that Miao Shan was not in a good mood, he took out a shovel from the elastic space and dug a hole.

After the woman was buried, Miaoshan's expression gradually improved.

Qin Kun looked at the blood on his body and said to himself: "It's good if you know how to chant sutras. I thought you would help me dig a hole. Who knew you were shameless enough to recite sutras without touching the body."

After hearing Qin Kun's complaints, Miaoshan said seriously: "I am offering salvation to the deceased."

Qin Kun was too lazy to pay attention to him and raised his hand to hug the child. Suddenly, his wrist hurt.

The child, whose face was covered with blood, opened his mouth and bit his wrist. Qin Kun felt his breath and was startled. Is he still alive?

"You're a dog, I rescued you, why are you biting me like this?"

Qin Kun grabbed the child's ears. Not only was he not dead, he didn't seem to be injured either.

"You killed my mother!"

"The tiger killed her, but I buried her."

"We have walked this mountain road so many times, where is the tiger?" The child saw Qin Kun covered in blood, and his eyes were about to burst.

Qin Kun slapped the child on the back of the head, pointed at Miaoshan and said, "If you don't know a good heart, if you don't believe it, let Master Miaoshan tell you personally."

The child became even more angry: "The monks we have there are not good people."

Qin Kun was amused. This prick on the head was a bit interesting.

"Don't talk about anything else. Do you still remember how you fainted? Was it the tiger that scared you?" Qin Kun hit his head with a blow. The child felt pain and calmed down.

The child rubbed his forehead and thought for a while: "I often faint. The old people in the village say that I am haunted by evil spirits. My mother took me to see the old god today. Could it be that... I just fainted again?"

The child rubbed his head and suddenly saw blood again. Tears welled up in his eyes and he began to dig into the grave.

Qin Kun on the side smacked his tongue: "Well, it's all in vain. Boy, use a shovel, you can dig like this until the Year of the Monkey..."

The two watched as the child began to shovel the soil. After a while, heart-wrenching cries rang out from the forest.