These three people in robes are very strange.

Their outfits are somewhat similar to the previous dresses of the three potters.

In short, at first glance, he is not a good person.

In the mountains, there are some herbs.

The local medicine farmers had to cross the moat to pick these herbs and mix them to eat.

"A herb, a hundred yuan, sell it to us immediately!" a black-robed man snapped.

The medicine farmer begged bitterly: "The market price of these herbs is 1,000 yuan, you should at least give me 500 yuan!"

"If you don't sell it, we'll let you die!" the black-robed man threatened.

As he spoke, he pulled out a small black box from his robe.

"Don't force us to do it, or you won't know how you'll die!" said another black-robed man.

"I'll give!" the medicine farmer finally sighed.

He slowly removed the bamboo basket from his back.

A black-robed man directly shot and overthrew the medicine farmer.

"Grind and chirp, we'll do it ourselves!" the black-robed man snapped.

"You guys, isn't it a little too much?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out.

The three of them hurriedly looked at the source of the sound.

"Who?" said one of them.

In the hands of the three of them, there was an extra dagger in an instant.

Above the dagger, purple light was reflected, and poison seemed to be smeared on it.

In the woods, Zhou Wen slowly walked out.

I watched it for a long time just now, and finally made a decision in my heart.

These three people are not good people.

"Little brother, don't meddle with your business! they are disciples of the Voodoo Sect, not something we can provoke!" the medicine farmer hurriedly shouted.

"Voodoo Gate?" Zhou Wen said in confusion.

I've never heard of it before.

But he didn't stop, and continued to walk this way.

"Do it!" a black-robed man snapped.

He quickly threw the black box out of his hand.

The box streaked through the space and exploded in the air.

Puffs of black smoke rose from the box.

"Go!" the black-robed man waved his hand.

These black smokes seemed to have spirituality, and they rushed towards Zhou Wen's body.

"What the hell?"

Zhou Wen didn't dare to be tough, but dodged away.

In just a few seconds, he came to the front of the three black-robed people.

"What is the Voodoo Gate?" Zhou Wen asked slowly.

The black-robed man was suddenly shocked.

"You don't know the Voodoo Gate?" said one of them, suspiciously.

"Our Voodoo Sect is a branch of the Witch God Cult, the first sect in the world, and the sect is a master of the Witch God, and the means are all over the sky, this friend, if you know each other, leave here immediately!" said the other slowly.

The tone was full of arrogance.

Zhou Wen's body skills just now are good, and he is a master.

The three of them didn't want to have any conflict with this kind of person.

"This friend, looking at you, you should be an internal force martial artist, but the three of us are not ordinary people, but the alchemists of the Voodoo Sect, if you really make a move, you are not the opponent of the three of us!"

Several people threatened.

The medicine farmer also hurriedly said, "Little brother, you go quickly! Alchemists are not comparable to us mortals!"

He hurriedly poured all the medicinal herbs in the bamboo basket on the ground, and said in horror.

It seems that to him, the people of Voodoo Gate are very terrifying existences.

"It's okay for me to leave, but you must give the medicine farmers enough compensation, what kind of ability is it to grab the medicine?" Zhou Wen said lightly.

"Don't you understand what we're saying?" said the black-robed man in surprise.

"What you said is not a dog barking, how can I not understand?" Zhou Wen sneered.

Several black-robed people were stunned for a moment, and then anger appeared on their faces.

Zhou Wen is scolding them for being dogs!

"Stinky boy! Then don't blame us! Deep in the mountains and mountains, even if you die, no one will notice!"

The black-robed man roared, and then threw the dagger in his hand.

The dagger pierced the sky and headed straight for Zhou Wen!

"Be careful!" the medicine farmer hurriedly shouted.

The remaining two men immediately moved their hands.

Billowing black gas actually came out of their hands, turned into a snake, a scorpion, and rushed towards Zhou Wen.

In an instant, Zhou Wen was shrouded in black qi.

"No one has been able to stop the poisonous gas of our voodoo gate yet!" laughed the black-robed man.

"In a few moments, this kid will definitely be dead, let's go. ”

The man grabbed the herbs on the ground and turned to leave.

At this moment, a voice came from the black air.

"Alchemist, is that all there is to it?"

The three of them shook their bodies and looked back.

I saw Zhou Wen slowly walking out of the black air, holding the dagger between the fingers of his left hand.

"How is that possible?"

The three of them were shocked.

"Your poison gas doesn't seem to work on me. ”

Zhou Wen smiled faintly, shook his fingers, and threw the dagger out.

"Whoosh!"

The dagger flew out at an even faster speed, stabbing itself on the shoulder of a black-robed man.

"Ahh

Blood instantly appeared on the shoulder of the black-robed man, and he shouted in pain.

"Kill him for me!" the man yelled.

The black qi in the hands of the remaining two people was surrounded, and they turned into scorpions and snakes and rushed over again.

"Broken!"

Zhou Wen blasted out with both fists, shattering all of these things.

These poisonous gases did not affect him in the slightest.

"How come you weren't poisoned?"

The two men were shocked.

However, there was no respite for them.

In the next second, Zhou Wen came to the front of the two.

"Bang bang!"

Attacking with both fists, the two fell directly.

"Get out of here!"

Zhou Wen said sharply.

Those few people didn't dare to go back, and quickly fled from here.

When the three of them left, Zhou Wen picked up the medicinal herbs on the ground and put them back in the medicine farmer's bamboo basket.

The medicine farmer was an old man in his forties and fifties, his face was full of wrinkles, and his hands were very rough.

"Little brother, you better run, don't stay here!" said the medicine farmer hurriedly.

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do?" Zhou Wen asked.

"We'll be fine, these Voodoo disciples still rely on us to collect medicinal herbs for them on weekdays, and they won't murder us. The medicine farmer said worriedly.

"What is the Voodoo Gate?" Zhou Wen asked.

Although I checked some information before I came, I didn't know what was called the Voodoo Gate.

"The Voodoo Sect is a hidden sect in our area, they study the so-called witchcraft, they have unfathomable abilities, and they can refine poisons, and they can kill people invisibly. The medicine farmer said slowly.

Zhou Wen also listened carefully.

By the time the medicine farmer finished speaking, he also understood a lot.

The Voodoo Gate is a big force in this area, and it has a lot of industries under its hands.

Every time these medicine farmers picked herbs, they would be forcibly taken by the Voodoo Gate under various names.

You know, these herbs take years, and some even more than ten years, to grow into a single plant.

The voodoo gate gives five hundred yuan, which is not enough to consume a trip into the mountain.

But everyone didn't dare to say anything if they complained.

At that time, some villagers wanted to make trouble, but overnight, the whole family died silently.

Since then, the medicine farmers have never dared to talk more.

You can only find an opportunity to pick medicinal herbs when the people of the Voodoo Gate are not paying attention, so that they can be sold at a normal price.

"Little brother, these alchemists' methods are very weird, you better run. The medicine farmer said again.

"Okay, I see, you can hurry up and go. Zhou Wen smiled.

The medicine farmer was surprised: "Aren't you still leaving?"

"What are you doing in a hurry, waiting for them to come to me. Zhou Wen chuckled.

He ignored the medicine farmer and turned to walk towards the mountain.

But he kept the voodoo door in his heart.

From this point of view, this so-called voodoo gate is a good place to brush up on good values.

Even if they don't come, Zhou Wen may have to go to them.

"Witch Gu Gate, I don't know what the relationship with Voodoo Gate is?"

Zhou Wen said secretly in his heart.

Looking at Zhou Wen's figure in the distance, the medicine farmer sighed and hurriedly left here.

At the foot of Tan Long Mountain.

Zhou Wen raised his eyes and looked at the mountain.

The altitude of Tanlong Mountain is more than 1,000 meters, which is not very high, and the mountain is full of woods, and there is only a sheep intestine trail leading to the top of the mountain.

This is already an undeveloped area, and usually only some local elders can figure out the way.

However, Zhou Wen's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and he can survive in it.

He took a step and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Dozens of minutes later, Zhou Wen arrived at the top of the mountain.

Hidden under the cover of the woods, a dilapidated Taoist temple is hidden on the top of the mountain.

The Taoist temple is very small, with only a small wooden door, and you can see how many rooms are inside.

The walls have completely peeled off.

However, there is a small yard at the door, but it is clean.

A clear spring bubbled by.

"Anyone else here?"

Zhou Wen wondered.

He also thought that since Song Qiu killed his master, there was no one in this Taoist temple, and now it seems that there are people here.

Above the wooden door, there is a plaque with the words "Nine Spirits" written on it.

In this, there is no smell of incense.

"This Taoist temple is also too pitiful. ”

Zhou Wen sighed in his heart and walked up.

He reached out and knocked on the door.

After a while, a voice came from inside.

"Who?"

Accompanied by the sound, someone inside could be heard rushing to the door.

"I'm here to deliver something. Zhou Wen said slowly.

"What to send?" the wooden door still didn't open.

Listening to the voice, it was a man's voice, slightly immature.

"The ashes of an old man. Zhou Wen said slowly.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, a small hole opened in the wooden door.

A large eye peeks out from inside.

The big eyes swept over Zhou Wen, and the wooden door opened.

Inside, there stood a Taoist boy wearing a navy blue robe.

Dao Tong is not very old, he looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"No one is following you, is there?" said Dao Tong cautiously.

"No one. Zhou Wen said slowly.

Looking at this Taoist boy's cautious appearance, there is an enemy.

"That's good. "Dao Tong is relieved this time.

He took a deep breath and said, "You said you sent the ashes, whose ashes are they?"

"Loose hatred. Zhou Wen said slowly.

Hearing this name, Dao Tong's face suddenly changed.

"We don't welcome you in the Nine Spirits Temple!" Dao Tong immediately stretched out his hand and was about to close the door.

Zhou Wen hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed against the door.

"Wait until I'm done!" Zhou Wen hurriedly said.

Dao Tong had a solemn face, and took out a talisman paper from his body.

He blew on the rune paper, his hand shaking.

"Whoa!"

Flames erupted.

With a wave of his hand, the flames rushed towards Zhou Wen's body.