Yang Su is very poor.

His greatest preparation before he died was to swallow the golden silk leaf book of "Eighteen Changes of Jinpeng" into his stomach.

But this book was still preempted by Tao.

This reduced the object he was carrying to zero.

No matter what kind of strong enemy he is, he always relies on hard means to kill, and if he can't beat it, he will flee for his life.

Li Hongru mentioned the Qiankun bag of Emperor Wen of the Great Sui, which made him a little interested.

If he could, of course he also liked to be full of treasures and easily resist the unexpected.

"His Qiankun bag needs to be opened with a special technique, and it also needs a strong Yuan Shen strength, and there are not many people who can open it!"

"The Qiankun bag is self-obscure, and there are very few people who can identify it."

"Where the hell did he put the bag?"

Yang Su muttered to himself, also having a guess.

When Emperor Wen of the Great Sui was alive, he naturally didn't have much thought, and even wanted to call the other party His Majesty.

But Emperor Wen of the Great Sui is now a ghost, and his end is miserable, it is hard to say how much better he is than himself, and the sense of awe in the past has gradually faded.

Especially after the big fight, Yang Su has completely lost his former mentality.

At this time, he was also thinking about the whereabouts of the Qiankun bag.

"Could it be hooked on some tree and lost?" Li Hongru guessed.

If he can find the Qiankun bag, add five with Yang Suer, and share the spoils together, he is very happy to think about it.

There was a past of Wuzhuang Guan sharing spoils, but Li Hongru was not worried about Yang Su eating alone.

Yang Su has the strength to open the Qiankun bag, and it is even very likely that he knows the means to open it, if Yang Su doesn't remember, he can still make some reminders.

"That's impossible" Yang Su shook his head and said: "The hidden things in the Qiankun bag are the capital of his comeback, and he must have been properly preserved before the division of the Yuan Shen, and it is impossible to lose them easily and fall on the hanging tree." ”

"Where can that go?" Li Hongru asked.

"I want to know where I went!"

This question may only be known to Emperor Wen of the Great Sui.

Yang Su looked at Li Hongru, if he wanted to ask Emperor Wen of the Great Sui to find an answer, he wouldn't be able to say that kind of thing.

But Li Hongru has nothing to do with it, firstly, Li Hongru and Emperor Wen of the Great Sui have nothing to do with the monarchs and ministers, and secondly, this guy has no face and no skin, and he can speak with meat and vegetarian food.

"You remember this auspicious day, and you will come and ask him when you have the opportunity in the future" Yang Su suggested: "Maybe he also has the need to get it back, and he can get a few pieces for us as a reward!" ”

"You're in a great idea!"

Li Hongru praised a sentence, and Zhong Wuzhi on the side was humming there again.

This tenacious Taoist is coming to his senses again.

But Yang Su didn't do it again this time.

As long as this guy doesn't see Yang Su transforming, Zhong Wuzhi can survive.

With Zhong Wuji's strength, he can lie down and live in such a place where the big guy walks all over the ground until now, Li Hongru feels that this guy is very lucky.

"Master Dao is a descendant of the Laoshan faction, my master is very powerful, you beat me lightly......"

I don't know what painful memories Yang Su's two brain meltdowns touched, Zhong Wuji struggled a little and shouted? He rolled over and lifted his leg to run.

"Hey, Zhong Wuji!"

Li Hongru shouted in the rear.

"I can't take this evil ghost, it will be indefinite!"

Zhong Wuzhi hugged his head and shouted? After he stumbled and stumbled? The head finally cleared up a little.

"Li Lushi? Secretary Yang? ”

Zhong Wuji shouted? It's kind of coming back to my senses.

"What about the Yin soldiers and zombie demons that came out of the ghost gate?"

At this time, the sky was bright, red light appeared, and the sun showed a little trace.

Zhong Wuzhi looked around? Is it a wasteland? Even the previous temples fell to the ground and became slag.

Not far away, there seemed to be a grave bag, piled up crookedly.

Zhong Wuji shook his head, he still remembered that there were Yin soldiers? Is there a mansion? Someone with a Taoist? He also has a magic weapon copper sword made of five baht coins.

Touched your chest? Can you see the bronze sword you are holding? Zhong Wuzhi felt that everything he had experienced before was real.

But at this time, the wind is calm? Everything is back to normal.

It seemed like he was dizzy and everything was over.

He looked at Li Hongru and Yang Su, and saw that these two people had a calm face, and they didn't seem to feel anything.

This made Zhong Wuji incomprehensible.

"It's dawn, and they all run back," Li Hongru replied.

"Where's that powerful Dao Leader?"

"Dead? Buried there! ”

"How could he die?"

"Trampled to death by a zombie? Didn't get it back. ”

……

Asked a few questions? Zhong Wuji finally figured something out.

He thinks Yuan Shoucheng must be sacrificing himself? Escorted everyone's safety, and finally lost his life.

Thinking that Yuan Shoucheng didn't forget to throw the sword to protect him, Zhong Wuzhi couldn't help but feel painful.

It's rare for a big man to be so good to him? But this is also too short-lived.

"He's kind of a mourner!"

Seeing that Zhong Wuji ran to Yuan Shoucheng's tomb and cried, Yang Su nodded slightly.

This is like the appearance of filial piety.

It has a lot more conscience than a guy like Li Hongru who casually lays out a barren grave.

"Alright, don't bark, it's time to go back and find the horse!"

There are some answers to the floods, but the answer is a problem to convince.

Li Hongru feels that there is still a lot to be done.

He urged Zhong Wuqi repeatedly, and immediately made this person get up, quickly slapped his clean clothes and followed.

"Mine is a donkey!"

"Yes, it's a donkey," Li Hongru said.

"After a night outside, are our donkeys still alive?" Zhong Wuji asked eagerly.

"If you live, how can a mount die casually!"

I don't know how many horses I lost, the key is that the price of the mount is expensive, and Li Hongru and others have lost a horse before they have traveled.

He and Yang Su's mounts had already been marked, so it was no problem to stay in the wild for a night, and they were not afraid of tigers and poisonous snakes.

It's just that the mount inevitably runs around, and it takes some time to get it back.

"Trouble!"

Yang Su muttered dissatisfiedly.

If you fly as a bird, it is much lighter than riding a horse.

It took a few hours to return to Huazhou this time, which made him very unhappy.

He pointed his finger slightly, and then looked for a direction down the mountain.

Along the way, Zhong Wuji asked a few questions tentatively, but nothing came out.

Relying on a puppet ghost to lead the way, the place he led to seemed to be a little crooked, except for seeing a group of Yin soldiers and fierce ghosts, he was scared half to death, and it seemed that there was not much to gain.

There is nothing to say about the Jianghu Division's list.

But after harvesting a sword from Yuan Shoucheng, Zhong Wuji felt that it was worth it, and the other party's sword turned into a relic, so he probably wouldn't ask for it back.

He also cried and mourned, and it was not a shame to take this kind of relic.

While silently reciting in his heart, he followed Yang Su and Li Hongru to see the mounts that stayed at the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, there were several more riders next to the mount.

The time to meet each other is just right.

Everyone went down the mountain, and the other party looked for a horse and prepared to go up the mountain to explore.

"Li Shangshu, why are you here?"

Li Hongru went down the mountain to find his mount, and suddenly saw Li Daozong not far away.

The other party had a headache on his face at this time.

Seeing Li Hongru, Li Daozong felt a little more comfortable.

"The county government can't stay," Li Daozong said in a sullen voice: "I really shouldn't have begged for this errand to come to Huazhou in order to hide from the eldest grandson Wuji." ”

Li Daozong, the martial artist of the Yuanshen Eight Pins, encountered Wuji, the literati eldest grandson of the Yuanshen Nine Pins.

The court's mouth cannon was never fired, and he was beaten.

Li Daozong now has a headache when he sees the eldest grandson Wuji, and he doesn't want to see the other party at all.

But he didn't expect that after running to Huazhou, his life would be even more unpleasant.