Qin Tian did not immediately go in to dismantle Jia Ren, but returned to the Keats orphanage, and after resting for one night, Qin Tian took a taxi to the foot of Yunpan Mountain.

Why did Jia Ren unite with that unknown mysterious person and lead him to Yunpan Mountain?

Qin Tian walked around the periphery of Yunpan Mountain, of course he couldn't be stupid enough to plunge into Yunpan Mountain to investigate. Isn't that knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to go to the tiger mountains?

Qin Tian observed the periphery for more than half an hour, and then took a taxi back to the Keats orphanage.

Qin Tian decided, wait! He wanted to see what Jia Ren and the mysterious person behind him would do if he didn't go to Yunpan Mountain.

In fact, Jia Ren did not deceive Qin Tian in one thing, that is, there were indeed many people who had received the same letter as Qin Tian, and many people had already arrived at Yunpan Mountain.

At this time, there are many people on Yunpan Mountain, I am afraid that there are no less than 100 people, these people are all people who received the letter and came to Yunpan Mountain to find out.

"Damn, this is a barren mountain, and there is no hair! Someone is playing a prank?" said a bearded man.

"Prank? I don't see it! Most of the people present are pants hunters! This person can accurately deliver the letter to us, and he can be regarded as a character!"

"So, this person must not be an idle person!" said a middle-aged woman with her hair coiled.

"I said, Ju Xiangu, there are quite a few people who know about pants hunters, right? Take those media as an example, almost all of them have registered the information of our pants hunters!"

"So it's not surprising to know our information and deliver it to us accurately!" said a thin young man who looked like a bamboo pole.

"Little bamboo pole is right!" said the bearded man.

"You wild boar spirit, Lao Tzu is not a small bamboo pole!" The young man with the bamboo pole glanced at the bearded man.

"Sanshao, I think this thing is a little weird, why don't I send you down the mountain first?" Mazi looked at Li Sanshao and said.

Mazi and Li Sanshao also received the letter, but Mazi was the only one who received it, and Li Sanshao purely came to join in the fun.

"No, I haven't seen anything in the world?" Li Sanshao shook his head.

"Sanshao, why don't we go down the mountain?" Shangguan Xiaocong saw this hundred or so strange pants hunters, and his calves and stomach were a little cramped.

Some of these people are dressed in strange costumes, and some of them are full of murderous faces, and they don't look like good people!

"If you're afraid, go down the mountain yourself. Li Sanshao glanced at Shangguan Xiaocong.

The Shangguan family can be regarded as a quasi-first-class family, but this Shangguan Xiaocong does not seem to be angry.

Although Li Sanshao looks handsome, he is also a real master!

At this age, such strength is already extremely talented!

This is also the reason why Gou Shiwu said to Qin Tian before that he felt that Li Sanshao was not as simple as it seemed on the surface!

This Li Sanshao is an out-and-out master of cultivation!

Because Qin Tian had never fought Li Sanshao in person, he hadn't even confronted him, so he didn't understand Li Sanshao's strength.

Shangguan Xiaocong looked around and let him go down the mountain alone? Then he definitely wouldn't dare!

Who knows if the people here will follow themselves, and then find a corner where no one is around, and kill themselves!

As a result, Shangguan Xiaocong could only hide obscenely between Li Sanshao and Mazi to get some sense of security.

"Fellow Daoists, it's very early. At this time, an ethereal voice came from afar, and an old Taoist priest took two steps and one step at a time, and came to everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Who is this man?"

"Looks a little powerful!"

"I've never heard of such a number one person among the pants hunters!"

Everyone at the scene was talking to each other and the people around them, and they were all curious about the identity of Lao Dao.

"Poor Dao introduce yourself, Deadwood, you can call me Deadwood Daoist. The Deadwood Daoist smiled and saluted the crowd.

"Deadwood, have you heard of this person?" Li Sanshao looked at Mazi.

"Nope. Asako shook her head.

The others were also puzzled, and none of them knew who this Deadwood Daoist was.

"Poor Dao invited everyone to come this time, in fact, he has a little favor to please everyone. Deadwood said.

"You wrote the letter?" someone shouted as he reacted quickly.

"It's the poor road. Deadwood smiled and nodded.

"What are you trying to do with such a strange letter to draw us here?" asked the grumpy man.

"Poor Dao just said, I want to ask everyone to do Poor Dao a small favor. Deadwood Daoist said with a smile.

"Help! Lao Tzu is gone! I thought there was a good treasure waiting for Lao Tzu!" someone scolded and said, raising his feet and preparing to go down the mountain.

"Have you ever touched the letter of the poor road?" the deadwood Taoist hurriedly shouted.

"If you don't touch your letter, how does Lao Tzu know the contents of the letter?" the man turned his head and glanced at the dead wood Taoist.

"That's good, on paper, but it's poisonous. The Deadwood Daoist said with a smile.

The man's face suddenly froze, his steps paused, and he slowly turned around, staring at the deadwood Taoist with wide eyes.

"What do you mean?" asked someone else.

"Poor Dao is afraid that all Daoists will not help Poor Dao, so I used some small means, and I hope that all Daoists will not be angry. The Deadwood Daoist still kept his smile.

Li Sanshao looked at his hands, damn, he was tricked! He also touched the letter!

However, it seems that he didn't have any adverse reactions, could it be that this deadwood Taoist was bluffing them?

There are many people who have the same idea as Li Sanshao, and they all think that they have been tricked by the deadwood Dao people, if the letter is poisonous, it has been three or four days, and they should have died of poison!

"Stinky old man, bluff me, are you scared when you think Lao Tzu?" the man who was about to leave just now snorted coldly, turned around again and prepared to leave.

"Poor Dao doesn't speak, he doesn't deceive everyone, you see!" Deadwood Dao took out something from his bosom.

It seems, it's a dried frog?

What does this Deadwood Daoist mean when he comes up with such a thing?

"Among you, it's ****, you will slowly die of dehydration, no matter how you hydrate, it's useless. ”

"In the end, it's the same as this frog!"

"If you don't believe it, you can feel it, there are some masters present, you should be able to feel that the water in your body is draining!"

"Sanshao, it seems to be like this!" The pockmarks beside Li Sanshao felt it, and then said in a deep voice.

"This dog said!" Li Sanshao gritted his teeth and looked at the dead wood Taoist.