Bai Er fool walked around the plateau with Xiao Drillwind, picking up firewood while trying to find a hole in the ground to find a pika or something to eat. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info For the white fool who just wants to eat, the black clouds are not important, and the cooling is not important. As long as there is something to eat, it is not a big problem for you to let him run naked in the cold wind of three or four degrees at this time.

Xiao Pang's lack of existence also reminded Zhang Dadao at this time, and under Zhang Dadao's order, he was taking Ruorong and Ruopu to tidy up the hollow, preparing to light a fire for the night. As soon as the old Taoist priest said that the black clouds over there were not right, Zhang Dadao sneered: "I don't know ~ just such a big ass cloud, how much rain can it rain!"

The old Taoist priest's expression was a little solemn, and he was looking at it with a palm-sized compass in his hand! This compass was only the size of a palm, but the style was very old, and the pointer part in the center didn't know what material it was, it happened to be an active yin-yang fish, and it was constantly circling! Zhang Dadao glanced at it, and compared with his own military compass, he suddenly felt that he was a lot lower, and he was not satisfied with it in his heart. At that moment, Lao Zhang decided that he had to get this thing back.

When the old Taoist priest saw Lao Zhang's envious eyes, he was also very proud in his heart! Ever since he knew Zhang Dadao, he had been deflated, and at this time he finally regained some face. This compass is really the beloved thing of the old Taoist priest. It has been handed down by his master, and he has always been careful to take care of it! Not only does it not look old, but it also has an ancient charm. The old Taoist priest deliberately changed two angles, invisibly showed his compass, and then said: "It's not so simple!

Zhang Dadao squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, it was really far away, at this distance, Baihegou or something was just a crack, it was really not so easy to distinguish clearly. He carefully discerned, and the general direction seemed to be right, so Lao Zhang nodded and said, "That's right~ Baihegou is just below, in the middle!"

"Huh~" The old Taoist priest sighed heavily and said, "I thought I was wrong, and if you said so, then you didn't run." It's not going to be the evil thing in the white river ditch coming out, is it? You've been saying you're looking for something, but you haven't mentioned it for a long time, have you found something in that ghost place?"

The old Taoist priest is actually average in terms of IQ, but how can this old guy live for so many years, he has knowledge, and he is still a professional Xuanmen after all. He looked at the black clouds on the mountain over there and felt that something was wrong, although he had never really seen a ghost, but he had seen similar situations in the book. Although he couldn't be completely sure because he hadn't seen the truth, he felt that eight or nine were inseparable. There is a high probability that Zhang Dadao got something out of that valley and directly shocked the evil things in that valley!

Zhang Dadao heard Lao Dao's words, turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly for a long time before he said: "You mean, this is like the gourd mountain cracked, and the snake spirit and scorpion spirit ran out, right?" The old Taoist priest didn't read "Gourd Baby", and he didn't understand what Zhang Dao meant after a turn in his mind, and nodded lightly!

Zhang Dadao's expression instantly became ugly, and he scolded as soon as he opened his mouth: "Okay! You are a pangolin! At the level of Poor Dao, how can you be a gourd little King Kong!"

Although Yang Rui was working on the side, how could this guy be concerned about his work, and found that the old Taoist priest and Zhang Dadao were discussing something together, this guy immediately leaned over and couldn't help but interject when he heard this: "You have seven flowers on a vine and are still combined, right? When has this been, what is the situation over there? I have to make trouble with the goblins when I hear what you mean, right? I knew that I rushed to drive away just now, and I could also find someone to help!"

Yang Rui is called a regret in his heart! But he can't say anything at this time, if the car is gone, if he is too excited, Lao Zhang will ignore him awkwardly, then it will be called trouble!

Zhang Dadao snorted disdainfully when he heard this, and said, "The two of you don't understand anything, what's so strange about the clouds over there? That's the poor Dao broke their formation, and now the ghost things in that place can't be hidden, this is their thunder tribulation coming!"

Yang Rui and the old Taoist priest were stunned, and the old Taoist priest hurriedly took the compass to look at the black clouds over there, and looked down at his compass from time to time. He really frightened Zhang Dadao, he had heard of this thing, but it was the first time he had seen it! The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he had comprehended something, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing.

Yang Rui was even more stunned, the old Taoist priest had still heard of it, he had read a lot of immortal cultivation novels! He was familiar with this thing, and he could count four, five or six of all types, but at this moment he frowned and said, "What's wrong? Why doesn't this thunder tribulation thunder?"

Yang Rui said this, and the old Taoist priest also pondered it, and hurriedly looked at Zhang Dadao to see what Zhang Dadao had to say. Lao Zhang was also stunned, he was so foolish, Yang Rui still has to find a ballast, isn't this a mix! Zhang Dadao didn't have anything to say at this time, so he could only say: "Xu is brewing! You said that cross talk doesn't have to sing Taiping lyrics first! This is Lei Zheng singing Taiping lyrics!"

"I'm still going to set a poem! What kind of thing? I'll see when he thunders!" Yang Rui also screwed on!

The three of them stared at the black cloud, and as the minutes passed, it was completely dark. When you can't see your fingers, the cloud is as if it's invisible, and you can't see anything. Yang Rui: They're still waiting for thunder over there! If there is thunder, it will be bright, and it should be visible. The weather is getting colder and colder, and several people are constantly stomping their feet to warm up their bodies. The bonfire over there was also lit, Bai Er and Xiao Zhuanfeng didn't find anything to eat, but Chai He picked up a lot.

Yang Rui couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Damn, is this Taiping lyrics sung a little too long? Look! I'll go back to roast the fire!" Yang Rui turned around and left.

The old Taoist priest couldn't hold back his joy, turned his head to look at Lao Zhang, and said, "Why is it so long?"

Zhang Dadao also turned around and went to the bonfire, and said: "People can't sing even the book!

Zhang Dadao left, and Lao Dao felt that it was not interesting, and he turned his head with his lips. A few of them didn't know that as soon as it got dark, the black cloud had already moved rapidly, and at this time, it was not much far from where they were! At this speed, if it was really a thunderstorm robbery, in another hour and a half, Zhang Dadao and they would be able to cross the tribulation.