Chapter 139:

In the winter, it was dark at six o'clock in the afternoon, but the people lying on the sleeper were not sleepy at all.

But there are no elders in the car today, but there are two great gods, this is a well-known figure in this ancient martial arts gathering, that is, many of their family elders have to give three points of courtesy. Therefore, except for the slightest hint of getting on the car at the beginning, everyone also had a brief conversation, and the whole car was extremely quiet after lying on the bed.

Obviously, in order to 'warm' their group of ancient warriors, each bed deliberately put oranges, apples, melon seeds, peanuts and other small snacks that will be eaten during the New Year. But no one dared to scratch their teeth, and this atmosphere looked like a schoolboy who was afraid of the teacher. Especially the two people in the lower bunks of Dongfang Yao and Zhang Jin, it was simply, it was almost from a rough man to a little daughter-in-law in an instant, and they did things lightly, wishing that they were made of marshmallows, and they didn't make a sound no matter how they moved.

This atmosphere lasted for about half an hour, and I knew that a young martial artist who looked to be about twenty or thirty years old couldn't hold it back, and he came over with a pack of giant panda special cigarettes.

"I don't smoke. Thank you. Dongfang Yao waved his hand and refused the other party's offer of cigarettes.

The man was quite discerning, and knew that Zhang Jin was young, so he simply didn't hand it over.

"It's good not to smoke, it's good for your lungs. That, hello Mr. Dongfang, hehe, my name is Zhang Yunbao, from the Zhang family in Mobei, speaking of which, it was still the same family as Mr. Zhang Xiao five hundred years ago, hehe!"

Zhang Jin and Dongfang Yao didn't feel much about his words, after all, many people would use this as their opening remarks when they were close. But the rest of the car was grinning. There are many people with the surname Zhang in the rivers and lakes, who knows which Zhang of your family is? Don't put gold on your face, the Zhang family of the medical saint has a number of inheritances for more than 1,000 years. Who was the same as Zhang Yunbao of Mobei five hundred years ago.

"Something?" Maybe it's the attributes of a soldier, or maybe the other party is too unfamiliar, Dongfang Yao doesn't want to grind with the other party, so he simply picks it out directly.

"Uh!" Zhang Yunbao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "That, don't I have a big face?" I just thought, I want to ask, ask Mr. Dongfang and Mr. Zhang Xiao, we, that, can we ......."

Dongfang Yao instantly understood what the other party meant, and said with a light smile, "Mr. Zhang doesn't have to be like this, this bus is not for the two of us, everyone is free to do so, but I guess Xiao Jin and I are fine." And tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, tomorrow maybe we don't have time to eat the New Year's dinner, so let's have a good time. However, there is air conditioning in this car, so it is better to avoid smoking, so as not to affect the quality of sleep later. ”

"Mr. Dongfang is too right, too down-to-earth. Another ancient martial artist suddenly rushed behind Zhang Yunbao and said to Zhang Jin and Dongfang Yao, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, our group of soft bones have actually been oppressed and scared by those elders in the family for many years, hehe, you two have to bear more." ”

"It's fine. Dongfang Yao waved his hand, and then casually picked up an apple from the basket next to his bed and peeled it.

Seeing this, Zhang Yunbao and the man did not stay long, and beckoned a few people who knew each other and began to finish the cards in the lower shop.

The atmosphere in the car became normal for a while.

"Damn!" the big guy was happy, and he didn't know who suddenly let out an earth-shattering shout.

"What's the matter, Wang Dacheng, what a fuss, why do you have to be like a girl?" was talking to the shouting person who was drinking wine and eating snacks.

Wang Dacheng didn't say anything, and simply threw over a booklet that he had just grabbed from the bedside.

The man looked suspicious, reached out and picked it up, still muttering: "Isn't it just a travel magazine, what's the matter...... Damn, really?"

"What's going on?" stretched his neck to look at it for some unknown reason.

The man shouted directly: "This still makes people not want to celebrate the New Year?"

"Hey, hey, why is this place again. A certain Gu Wu disciple who directly grabbed the bedside booklet said angrily, "If you want to go to this place for the New Year, will you be lucky next year?" ”

"That's it,, if I had known and gone over there, I'd have been, I'll ......"

"What's wrong with you? Can you be stronger than your old man? It's not good, you can still stain some of the emperors' purple qi if you go this time. Haha!"

"It's death, who doesn't know that the emperor in this place has buried too many evil natures, especially for those of us who cultivate. When I come here, I can't help but think of that incident many years ago. ”

"Hey, don't mention it, big night. ”

"Haha!"

"By the way, I remember who and whose house isn't here?

"I guess they can't manage it, if they can manage it, it will still be our turn? And when I came, I inquired in the car, this time the incident was delayed for too long, it is said that the village where the accident first happened, more than a dozen died, and then began to spread to the next village, and this was exposed. Besides, if they can manage it, who wants to come out and spend Chinese New Year's Eve with a group of dead emperors for the New Year. Damn, why didn't you ask the place at the time? If I did, I would still be able to slip away. ”

“……”

"It's not going to be another ghost king, is it?" the person who spoke was trembling at the end.

"......" and then there was unprecedented silence in the whole car again.

Zhang Jin was listening to it with curiosity, but the other party suddenly stopped talking and couldn't help but look at Dongfang Yao.

Dongfang Yao smiled, and simply used the method of sound transmission to tell Zhang Jin about the situation of Bishan.

Zhang Jin didn't move for a long time after listening to it, he was originally a person who didn't like trouble, but from Dongfang Yao's story, he found that the place they were going to this time was very incomprehensible to both the government and the people since ancient times.

Especially after the founding of the People's Republic of China, due to the withering of warlocks and warriors, there were several particularly tricky things on the side of Bishan, which could even threaten the comfort of the entire Henan Province and even the whole country.

For this reason, a lot of people were sacrificed, just for the sake of the people's thoughts, not to enter the feudal era again, and this matter was best suppressed by force.

"Brother Yao, have you ever been on a mission in that place?"

"Well, I've been to the last big event that happened over there in recent years, but at that time I was just an ordinary person, and I was only involved in peripheral things. "That is to say, but that incident, until this moment Dongfang Yao still remembers it vividly, because that mission, although he was fine, but at least a third of the hundreds of carefully selected special personnel who went with him were lost there.

It was also the first time he knew the real thing about warlocks and goblins.

In 97, many highways have not been connected, unlike later generations with highways, which are much more convenient, and it is not a problem to speed up for a few hours.

According to the news I got from Zhu Quanfu last time, the other party went out at 6 o'clock in the morning, hurried non-stop, and did not arrive at the general hospital until 8 o'clock in the evening, and it took a total of 14 hours in between.

The time when Zhang Jin and the others set off from Longting Villa was half past two in the afternoon, and there was a delay of an hour in the middle, so the time to arrive there should be about five o'clock.

However, this is calculated when Zhu Quanfu's family is from the city, and the hardest hit area of this accident is in Zhu Quanfu's hometown, so the real time to reach the destination should actually be around 6 o'clock in the morning.

Because there are almost no ancient warriors who are not familiar with the realm of Bishan, even if they haven't been there, they can hear it badly, after learning the seriousness of this time and the destination, although there are still people playing cards and drinking in the car, it is not as good as before.

So early, around nine o'clock in the evening, the whole car fell silent.

After Zhang Jin learned about the danger of that place, he couldn't help but take out a few more peach wood segments to make talismans.

Dongfang Yao didn't stop it, he knew that Zhang Jin's current cultivation was very high, but after all, he hadn't really seen the weirdness on the other side of the mountain, which was very weird compared to the previous train time and the time of the catastrophe.

At this moment, he even felt the urge to get out of the car and send people back. But as a martial artist, if you don't have a brave heart, no matter how high your kung fu is, it will be useless.

At nearly six o'clock in the morning, the bus arrived at the county hotel where the destination is located, which has a bit of a pearl feeling in the whole county, and the Oriental International Hotel in Dongyang County, Beijin City, gives people the same feeling.

This hotel has now been requisitioned by the government, and all the medical staff and military personnel who have been deployed from all over the country have been arranged here.

Although it should be more convenient to get to the town where Zhu Jiawa is located, that town is no longer safe.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Jin found that many of the martial artists who got out of the three cars had bad faces, but when everyone had breakfast, no one treated them badly.

After breakfast, the group put on the backpacks specially prepared for them by the national security and took the minibus that had been arranged long ago to Zhujiawa.

If you want to go to Zhujiawa, you have to go through Xiaozhuang Town. When the minibus passed through the town, everyone found that the town had been blocked.

"This is much more serious than the previous ghost king incident. The warrior in the same car muttered.

"What's going on above, it's all bowed, why don't you tell us about the specific situation?"

"I went to my friends in other cars in the morning to inquire, and they are the same as us, and it is said that there are a few martial artists in the middle of the dark energy, who are talking to home at dinner in the morning, saying that they want to quit. ”

"Quit, quit now? His reputation is gone. ”

"Does reputation matter?" sneered a man who looked to be about thirty or forty years old.

The silence of the minibus was restored again, and as the car walked on the uneven country dirt road, the vague crowd always felt that they were doing something as if they were at home.

"That Mr. Zhang. A twenty or thirty-year-old warrior sitting in the front row of Zhang Jin suddenly turned around and said to Zhang Jin with a pleading face, "You, should you have a talisman on you? Can you sell me one? Yes, just one, hehe, at least there will be a chance to escape at that time." ”

"......" Zhang Jin heard this, but his heart was sour. He didn't feel that the person in front of him was afraid of death, in fact, after hearing Dongfang Yao's story to him, he wanted to run away.

In his lineage, there are no ghosts in the world, but there is yin, and yin can affect people's brains and create illusions

Often, this fantasy is actually more terrifying than the legendary ghosts.

"There are 1,000 paper talismans, 50,000 wooden talismans, and 60,000 jade talismans according to the quality of the jade. Dongfang Yao suddenly spoke.

A thousand? So cheap? This sentence sounded in the minds of all the ancient warriors in the car at the same time.

But when Zhang Jin saw that everyone was stunned, he was a little embarrassed in his heart, thinking that Dongfang Yao was shouting and shouting high, and he was about to speak.

But the ancient warrior in the car didn't give him a chance at all, and immediately had money to pay for it, the card with a card, and the antiques and jade to those who didn't have money and a card, in short, all kinds of things.

When the fifth ancient warrior bought Zhang Jin's five medium-quality jade talismans for 500,000 yuan, Zhang Jin finally vaguely understood that he was shouting the price low, because he found that if he continued at this rate, maybe the talisman on his body would not be enough to sell!