"Didn't you mean ......" The man in black didn't bat his eyes, pointed at Luo Ping with his finger and wanted to ask clearly, but Zuihou fell directly to the ground and died.

"If there is a situation, hurry up and find cover." Luo Ping felt a cold sweat flowing behind him, just now, it happened in front of him, only he knew that kind of magical liliang.

Just when the three of them hurriedly hid in a cliff, they only heard a sound of footsteps coming from the woods, and soon a group of teams appeared in front of Luo Ping and the three of them, this team had a total of seven or eight people, all with weapons in their hands, and even two of them had grenades on them.

However, with these few people, Luo Ping will not associate the blow just now with it, because the moment just now was definitely not caused by a bullet, it should belong to a hidden weapon or a mysterious exercise, of course, for the latter Luo Ping can only guess, after all, the Chinese culture is broad and profound, and he still doesn't know a lot of things.

"Crunch!"

Just when Luo Ping was wondering, suddenly there was another sound inside, as if someone was sawing wood, squeaky and tooth-souring.

"It's a sedan chair, eight sedan chairs!"

Anna put down the binoculars and looked at Luo Ping with a surprised face, it was obvious that it was difficult for her to associate this scene with the eight-carried sedan chair. In her mind, the eight-lift sedan chair either appeared at the ancient wedding of the Chinese people, or appeared in TV series, such as the popular Zhen Huan biography......

In fact, Luo Ping was also a little confused, thinking to himself how could this Nima be the same as Mr. Zombie, in this kind of place, there are actually eight sedan chairs?

Long Xin also has a little scalp numbness, she originally didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, but after walking in the hidden city and Egypt, she believes in fate, plus the climate inside the mountain is still very different from the outside, now it is less than eight o'clock, it is already pitch black, and the occasional cool breeze blows makes the shadow of the tree Zhuo Zhuo, which looks very weird.

Just when everyone was undecided, the eight-lift sedan chair that must be red finally came out of the establishment, and the seven or eight squads before that, it seemed that it should be the outpost, and after seeing the sedan chair come out, they immediately surrounded the past and took on the vigilance work.

After getting off the sedan chair, there was a coughing sound in the sedan chair, and then someone pulled the sedan curtain, revealing an old man with a white beard and white hair.

The old man touched his beard, and did not rush down, but pinched his fingers there and calculated, zuihou opened his eyes slightly, and pointed towards the place where Luo Ping was the person.

Before Luo Ping could react, he saw a small detachment advancing towards him, and many people even reached out to get grenades.

"I'm rubbing, this old man is so amazing, you can actually guess where we are?" When Luo Ping saw this scene, he was immediately a little surprised, it stands to reason that those who stood in front of him were not able to find themselves, this old man was sitting in a sedan chair, and he only needed to pinch his fingers to be able to identify his position? Isn't that Nima a living immortal?

"I'm afraid this old man is a Fangshi, and only those masters in the Fangshi can have this ability." Long Xin on the side raised her eyebrows, remembering that her uncle had mentioned some things about Fang Shi to her before.

The title Fangshi began in the Qin Dynasty (some even say earlier, but it was in its heyday during the Qin Dynasty). Willing to refer to those capable people in the world, such as divination gossip and some witch doctors, and later with the decline of the Qin Dynasty shili, the Fang Shi also declined, and directly changed his name to become a Taoist priest after the Han Dynasty, speaking of which is related to the sect of Xiaolongxin, there is still some origin, but because the Fang Shi is divided into many levels, and most of the people who are active in front of them are Jianghu people, so it seems that this title is a head shorter than the Taoist priest, in fact, the core content and even the spirit of the two teachings are almost the same.

This old man should obviously belong to the type of warlock who divination gossip, and the level should be very high, if it is divided according to the level in the industry, it should belong to the kind of hermit who is not born in the world, and between pinching his fingers and divination, he can determine a person's position.

"Are you saying this old man is the same type as those charlatans who spend their days at home?" Luo Ping frowned, obviously a little unclear about the rules of their business.

"It can't be said that Xu Fu was a warlock back then, but he was in a high position, and even the first emperor of the ages was fooled by him, and the reason why these people were famous was that they all had some special skills."

Luo Ping listened to Long Xin's words, while secretly guarding against the opponents who came over, while Anna on the side was wearing headphones and had already concentrated on aiming at the enemy.

"Do it!"

Anna, who was bent on the matter of fighting the enemy, made a gesture towards Luo Ping when the other party was about to pull the grenade safety bolt, and then pulled the trigger, only to hear a crisp sound, this is the sound after the silencer is installed, in this kind of deep mountain and old forest, there is no animal roar, it is simply a good helper to kill people and goods.

"Lie down, lie down, the other party has strong firepower."

In one shot, Anna killed four or five, and the opposite team quickly reacted from the shock, hurriedly found cover and hid, and soon began to counter-suppress with weapons.

Luo Ping knew that the other party had heavy lethal weapons in his hands, and the measure he took was to change places with one shot, this kind of guerrilla tactic made the other party tired of coping, and he couldn't guess how many people Luo Ping had on his side, sometimes it felt like a gun, sometimes there was firepower in two different directions, and even when three places were fired at the same time, Zuihou and his party stopped fighting, but lost a few more people.

"Come back!"

The old man who had been sitting in the sedan chair quietly observing raised his eyebrows, waved his big hand, and signaled the rest of the team to hurry back.

"Behind the stone monument in the southeast direction of the front, there are three people, a man and two women, one of them is a foreigner, she has a lethal weapon in her hand, and the other man and a woman also have their own unique secret weapons, you are divided into three ways, feint in the middle, outflank on both sides, zuihou let it break through from the middle, and the rest of the people are ambushed in the middle waiting to make dumplings."

After the old man finished pinching, he took a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead, as if the divination just now had consumed a lot of his mana.

Although Luo Ping's six senses are developed, the distance is too far away, and the old guy has a very small voice, anti-reconnaissance ability and strong awareness, so Luo Ping did not have the slightest success, but at this time Luo Ping also knew that this old guy was very powerful, and began to think of countermeasures.