After Wan Ning left the Yanlu Sect, he bought two fried noodles on the road and delayed for a while, and soon returned to the inn where the ghost spirit stayed.

"I'm back and I've brought you some chow mein... I'm you up for something!"

Wan Ning chewed the meat skewers sold by the old man downstairs and opened the door of the guest room, but was startled by the ghostly movement.

"Don't make noise. ”

The ghost spirit said without raising his head, he sat in the weird magic circle, holding a small black flag in his right hand, staring at the ghosts fleeing in the center of the magic circle, silently reciting the magic in his mouth, and with a wave of the small flag, he directly wiped out the ghost.

"Is this the Soul Flag? It's so powerful, but it's powerful, you ghost cultivators are indeed a bit perverted. ”

Accompanied by the ghost's terrible screams, in such an eerie environment, Wan Ning sat on a chair and sighed while eating fried noodles, and hiccuped loudly, to some extent, he was also perverted. Fortunately, the ghost has set up a soundproof formation in advance, otherwise it may cause a great misunderstanding.

"It's not a spirit flag, it's just a rudimentary magic weapon made in imitation of it, and it's not even a spirit weapon, although it sounds cold, but it can deal with ordinary ghosts. ”

Seeing that the experiment was successful, the ghost put away the small black flag and replied while cleaning up the arranged formation.

"Thank you for my hard work, I'll report the mission to Old Man Mu first, and then we'll discuss the specific matters about the Dark Thunder Ruins. By the way, I brought you fried noodles and put them on the table, and they tasted pretty good. ”

Wanning devoured the large bowl of wide noodles and quickly ate the large bowl of wide noodles, then he rummaged through the storage ring and pulled out a cyan compass. Wan Ning placed the compass on the table and used his spiritual power, and soon the corners of the compass shimmered, and the figure of Elder Mu appeared on the mirror.

"Contact me so soon, it's done?"

In the image of spiritual power condensation, Elder Mu sat on the recliner and looked down at Wan Ning and said.

"It's done, but you have to know that Mrs. Zou is not a charity, since she promised to lend the ancient text annotations, she will definitely collect benefits. ”

Wan Ning took out an embroidered book from his chest and shook it at Elder Mu, which Madame Zou had lent him before leaving.

"Of course I know, you just say what she wants. ”

Elder Mu replied.

She said that she wanted three hundred dazzling spirit sealing stones, which they would be used in the battle to seal the heavens. ”

Wan Ning recalled Mrs. Zou's words and said.

"Three hundred? It's okay, it seems that she did give you face for the sake of your little lover, but if I go to discuss with her, I will definitely start with five hundred spirit stones... Okay, you don't have to worry about the rest, I'll give her the stuff. ”

Elder Mu held his chin and pondered, he didn't explain to Wan Ning what the Battle of the Sealed Heavens was, but he recognized his mission.

"But let me tell you first, I can't return to the sect immediately, I have to go to the dark ruins of the Eastern Expedition Forest of Junwei Mansion. ”

Wanning continued.

"Dark Thunder Ruins, what are you going to do there?"

Elder Mu frowned slightly and asked out loud.

"You don't care, I have my own arrangements. ”

Van rather didn't want to tell him about ghosts.

"Whatever you want, it doesn't matter if you are dead or alive anyway, I will come over tomorrow to personally pick up the ancient text annotations, and visit the old people by the way. ”

Elder Mu said unceremoniously.

"Then it's decided. ”

Elder Mu wanted to say something more, but Wan Ning snapped and cut off the supply of spiritual power and put the compass into the storage ring, if he could, he didn't want to hear Elder Mu say a word more.

"Alright, let's talk about what you've learned about the Dark Ruins. ”

Wan Ning turned around and saw that the ghost was almost tidying up, he tapped lightly on the table and said.

"It's been less than two days, and I've had so much effort to get that stuff out of it, but I've got a guide, and he's willing to take us into the ruins. ”

The ghost said as he took the small black flag back into the storage ring.

"Oh, there are still people who dare to enter the dark ruins, what kind of spiritual cultivation is that?"

Wan Ning asked with interest.

"It's not a spiritual practice, it's just an ordinary person, and he doesn't go inside the ruins, he just takes us to the ruins, I made an appointment with him to meet tomorrow morning, and you should come back when you calculate the time. ”

The ghost opened the box, opened the bamboo chopsticks with a "snap", and sucked the wide noodles in small gulps.

"Okay, let's talk about tomorrow tomorrow, get a good night's sleep tonight, the ruins are full of zombies and ghosts, and you can always keep your spirits tight there. ”

Wan Ning took off his shoes at will, lay on the bed, and was about to sleep, but was pulled up by the ghost: "Go out, this is my guest room, you can book one yourself." ”

"It's so late, the front desk shopkeeper is asleep, don't you, didn't we sleep in the same room before, why can't we do it now?" said Wanning with a yawn.

"I like to be clean, you have to snore when you sleep, anyway, from now on we will go out and sleep in separate rooms. ”

The ghost said categorically, and threw Wanning's boots outside.

"I don't know what kind of temper I have, really, boys are still so particular. ”

Wan Ning staggered into his boots and said in wonder, but he quickly went downstairs to wake up the dozing shopkeeper, opened another room, and quickly fell asleep.

The sunlight fell on Wan Ning's face, waking him up, and Wan Ning struggled to straighten up and yawned, only to find Elder Mu sitting at the table in the guest room, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

"Unguarded, I'm really curious about how you haven't died outside for a while. ”

Elder Mu didn't let Wan Ning go because it was early in the morning, he said mockingly.

"I want you to take care of it, take the things, and when I return to the sect, I will see the well-translated Tianbao Zen Gong. ”

The sleepy-eyed Wan Ning rummaged through the storage ring, took out the Gu Wen Zhu Gaze, threw it to Elder Mu, and then buried his head in his sleep.

"Still sleeping, the guide has been waiting for you downstairs for a long time. ”

However, not long after Wan Ning fell, he was woken up by a ghost knocking on the door.

"Get up, don't rush, don't rush, I'm already getting dressed. ”

Wan Ning got up again with the head of the chicken nest, and he yawned only to find that Elder Mu had disappeared without a trace, which scared him out of his mind.

"This friend didn't have breakfast, and he didn't have two taels of shredded noodles with cabbage and meat, and it tasted good. ”

Because the time was still very early, there were only Wan Ning and his party in the slightly deserted inn hall, and he and the ghost two guys were holding a big bowl and eating with relish, and suddenly remembered the guide sitting on the opposite seat, out of kindness, Wan Ning asked.

"No, I'll go out for a cigarette, and you'll call me. ”

The guide was an honest man, dark-skinned, and looked honest and stocky. According to him, he worked in the fields on weekdays, and when he was not planting rice and wheat, he went out part-time to work as a guide to the dark thundering ruins, but he never entered it like a greedy explorer in the delusion of making a fortune, so he worked in this business for a decade or two, and he was still very stable.

Seeing that the guide was not in a hurry, Wan Ning asked for two bowls of vegetable porridge, a plate of red-skinned crispy radish, plus a basket of steamed buns, and ate them with the ghosts, until a quarter of an hour passed, and the two gourmets stepped out of the inn with satisfaction, and called the guide who was standing with some numbness in his calves.

"The contemptible surname is Wang, just call me Lao Wang, I don't know what to call Mr. ”

The three of them were walking down the street, and Guide Wang asked Wan Ning.

"My name is Lin Ning, just call me Xiaolin, he is my cousin, also called Xiaolin. ”

Wan Ning knew that his identity was sensitive, so he casually used a pseudonym to cover up the past.

"Okay, two Brother Lin, while there is still time, I will introduce the relevant news about the dark thunder ruins to the two of you, although I am only a peripheral guide, I have still seen and heard a lot of things in the past twenty years. ”

Lao Wang took another puff of dry tobacco, he pinched his yellowed nails, and said slowly-

"First of all, the name of this dangerous place is divided into three parts to understand, the darkness is because of the plague before, some people have become zombies and some people have become ghosts; ”

(Tonight suddenly has to catch up with an experimental report.,Write two more for the time being.,The rest of the more will be made up tomorrow.,Thank you for your understanding)