Tomb Raider: Summon Uncle Nine at the Beginning, Wrath of Xiangxi

The next day, in the early hours of the morning.

These people who claimed to be villagers did move.

They woke up at the same time!

After waking up, they looked dull and put on their clothes and shoes. After they were dressed, they went out together and headed far away.

Zhang Qishan, who was keeping an eye on them, naturally noticed the abnormality of the few people. After they went out, he opened his eyes and had an idea in his mind.

He woke up Zhang Rishan and Qi Tiezui beside him, and was about to call Lin Muye and the other two.

But at this time, Lin Muye and the other two had already woken up.

As a practitioner, Lin Muye's five senses were much more sensitive than ordinary people. As early as those people started to move, the three of them had already woken up.

Lin Muye knew that these people were one of the clues for Zhang Qishan to find the mine, so he did not choose to do anything extra, just follow those people.

Zhang Qishan and Lin Muye exchanged glances, and Lin Muye nodded, so they quickly set off, caught up with the others, and followed them from a distance.

There will be more or less fog in the mountains in the early morning.

But for some reason, the morning fog today is particularly thick.

Several "villagers" turned around and walked forward in the fog. The mountain road was very difficult to walk, but several people obviously knew the road well and walked quite fast.

Zhang Qishan and Lin Muye, who followed behind, did not expect that the few "villagers" who were easily captured would disappear after turning a corner!

Looking at the thick fog still in front of him, there was no figure of the "villagers".

Lin Muye frowned slightly and looked at Uncle Jian beside him. Uncle Jian also shook his head slightly. It seems that he really lost them!

You know, Lin Muye, Uncle Jian and others are all practitioners. They didn't expect that they would capsize in this gutter and lose a few ordinary people who call themselves "villagers"!

Lin Muye felt that losing a few people was okay, but Uncle Jian felt a little embarrassed, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

Zhang Qishan was also very upset about losing people, but since things had come to this point, he also knew that it was useless to get angry, so he could only find another way.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly asked Qi Tiezui beside him: "Eighth Master, I wonder if you can tell me the direction?"

Zhang Qishan's words attracted everyone's attention. Although it sounded a bit mysterious, it was a solution under the current circumstances.

Qi Tiezui nodded after hearing this and took out a delicate compass from his bag.

This compass is copper-yellow in color, and is a circle larger than the ordinary compass. The outermost circle of the compass has some mysterious patterns, and the whole compass is also painted with some complex patterns. It is obviously not an ordinary product.

Qi Tiezui took the compass and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a while, he frowned and said, "Master Buddha, I'm afraid this divination can't be made."

After saying this, Qi Tiezui handed the compass forward.

Everyone looked at the compass after hearing this.

I saw that the pointer in the compass was rotating randomly without any rules. It was obviously disturbed by the external magnetic field, making it extremely unstable.

Zhang Qishan frowned. Could it be that the clues that just got a little bit are going to be broken again?

Seeing this, Lin Muye thought for a moment, then looked at Uncle Jian and said, "Uncle Jian, the compass can't be used, but the paper crane can be used, right?"

Uncle Jian, who was still angry, heard what Lin Muye said, his eyes flashed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have remembered it. The paper crane can be used. There are not many people who can escape from my hands. Don't worry, leave it to me."

Zhang Qishan and others listened to the conversation between Lin Muye and Uncle Jian, and cast curious eyes.

Uncle Jian stretched out his right hand, and a piece of talisman paper appeared in his hand. Then he held the talisman paper with his sword finger, stood in front of his chest, and slowly circled it three times clockwise. Then he made a hand gesture, and the talisman paper in his hand was quickly folded up by Uncle Jian, and he was still chanting: "The sky and the earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law. Make a crane out of paper, and listen to my command. The person I am looking for is guided by the breath. The paper crane is looking for the trace, and it is as urgent as the law!"

As Uncle Jian finished chanting the spell, the talisman paper in his hand also turned into a paper crane. This paper crane was lifelike. In Uncle Jian's hand, a red light flashed, and then it actually shook its wings. With the vibration of the wings, the paper crane actually flew slowly from Uncle Jian's palm!

When Qi Tiezui saw this scene, his glasses almost fell to the ground. He reached out to take off his glasses, rubbed his eyes hard, and put on the glasses again. Only then did he confirm that what he saw was true. At this time, his heart was already in turmoil.

His Qi family's Qimen Basuan was also from the Taoist lineage, so he also knew about the various magical methods of Taoism.He had never dreamed that he would actually see it with his own eyes. Someone used such a Taoist technique right in front of him. How could he not be shocked?

Zhang Qishan was also shocked at this time. Uncle Jian's previous method of drawing talismans in the air and destroying corpses with talismans was magical, but he didn't know what the scene was like through the whistle coffin.

But now, a paper crane actually flew up in front of him, and he really saw Uncle Jian casting a spell, which had a shock to his worldview.

Zhang Rishan's heart was even more uneasy at this time. He could accept Uncle Jian's magical methods, but he wanted more.

As a member of the Zhang family, he also had some understanding of the legends of the "Shangxianmen" and other immortal cultivation sects through the ancient books at home, but what shocked him more was that Uncle Jian already had such methods, and what kind of methods would Master Lin, who had never taken action, have?

You know, Uncle Jian followed Master Lin! He was very respectful to Master Lin.

Lin Muye's three people didn't care about the shock of the three people. They had already come into contact with more magical means and techniques. Although the paper crane tracking technique was magical, it was just so-so in the eyes of the three people.

The flying paper crane flew around for a circle, and then slowly flew out in one direction. Seeing that the paper crane had a direction, Lin Muye, Uncle Jian and Hua Ling followed the paper crane.

Lin Muye walked a few steps and found that Zhang Qishan and others did not move. Looking back, he saw that several people had their mouths slightly open and looked at Uncle Jian with dull eyes.

Lin Muye said unhappily: "What are you doing? Follow up. If you lose it again, I won't care."

Lin Muye's words instantly awakened the three people who were in shock.

Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui looked at each other and saw the shock that had not yet disappeared in each other's eyes, so they nodded to each other and followed Lin Muye and others.

The paper crane flew slowly in the mountain, wandering in the sea of ​​fog, and everyone followed the paper crane all the way.

Soon, everyone found a clue.

There was a railroad track on the ground in the mountain! The railroad track was rusty and obviously had not been used for some years.

The paper crane continued to fly forward, but when it flew to a fork in the road, it suddenly fell to the ground.

Zhang Qishan and others who had been following the paper crane saw this and looked at Uncle Jian.

Uncle Jian was a little unhappy, glanced at Zhang Qishan, and said lightly: "Those people separated."

Hearing Uncle Jian's words, everyone understood instantly.

Uncle Jian took a few steps forward, stretched out his right hand, and the paper crane flew up from the ground and flew back to Uncle Jian's right hand.

Uncle Jian's right hand was full of magic power, and the paper crane spontaneously ignited without fire and turned into ashes in an instant.

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