There are nine peaks in the distant mountains, and the mountains are gentle and green. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The sky was covered with dark clouds, accompanied by light rain, covering the flames of war below the mountain.

There was no lightning, no ghost talismans, everything just now was gone, and only the shouts of fighting remained between heaven and earth.

Everyone was still on the top floor of Yunhe Mansion a moment ago, but now, they are in a mountain, a little dazed.

The first to react was Peng Xiao.

"Mirage, location!"

As a ghost hunter who has followed Yang Shen and was once branded with a karmic fire mark, Peng Xiao is extremely familiar with the environment he is in.

Mirage, that is, ghosts hitting walls.

If a person's mental power is much higher than that of the others, then the mirage is cast, and the others will be dragged into the caster's home field.

The second person who reacted was Xu Facheng.

He put away the Peach God Sword, swallowed his saliva, looked at the nine peaks of the distant mountains, took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out.

"Maoshan." Two words, one word at a time.

The three foreigners, a little overwhelmed, they didn't know what the place of Maoshan was, but they knew that this was a mirage, and it seemed that this place was a holy place in the hearts of the Eastern exorcists.

Not far away, is a Taoist temple, in front of the Taoist temple a piece of bluestone sat a young man, Taoist priest dressed, long hair to chest, staring at the direction of Maoshan war, without saying a word.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

It was as if all the voices were far away from everyone, and then, the voices gradually became clearer, but they could not calm people's hearts.

"It's Maoshan." The young man finally spoke.

The nine peaks of the distant mountains are the ancestral court of the ghost hunter, Maoshan Mountain.

The nine peaks are like nine sons on a chessboard, unevenly distributed, and the place where they are located is a companion peak.

Compared with the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, it seems low here, and the Taoist temple behind it and the Taoist robe are even more shabby. The bricks and tiles of the Taoist temple are incomplete, including the main hall, a total of more than a dozen houses, standing sparsely in place.

The Taoist priest's body, patches and patches, shabby did not make him lose his personal demeanor, the rain wet his hair, his eyelids raised slightly, looking at the statue of Sanqing in the main hall, with a bitter expression.

The Taoist priest walked into the main hall, touched the gorgeous red lacquered beams and pillars with his fingers, looked at the statue of Sanqing God draped in brocade and gold, and said to the few people who followed behind him: "If you want to fight, you will fight again later." ”

"You ......"

The corners of Peng Xiao's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

The corners of Xu Facheng's mouth moved, and he didn't speak.

They knew that it was Qin Kun who spoke, and it was not all Qin Kun.

This is Buyeo Mountain, the accompanying peak of Maoshan Mountain, a small hill with no name.

This Taoist priest is naturally the first generation of Tiangu in Buyeo Mountain.

Outside the hall, a thin yellow Taoist priest walked in, about 30 years old, but malnourished and short in stature. He trembled and said, "Little, little uncle, there are officers and soldiers touching the mountain down." It's time for us to escape......"

Qin Kun ignored him.

The thin zodiac man sighed, and then, his attention was attracted, and he suddenly saw Peng Xiao and Wuwei Ghost King standing in the corner, with an angry expression: "Two evil mourners, dare to come out and rob while the fire is burning today?!" Dao Ye is in a bad mood now, you are dead! ”

After saying that, the momentum changed, from the sad face just now, the momentum of his whole body became fierce, and a piece of talisman paper flew out of each of his hands.

"Taishang Xuandu is inspired, where can the heavenly demons escape!!

Ordinary yellow paper, the cinnabar on the paper carved runes, the rune paper flew out, Peng Xiao and the five ghost kings were covered in sweat and hair erect.

"Xuandu Ling! How can an ordinary piece of yellow paper depict the Xuandu Order?! Peng Xiao couldn't believe it.

"Humph! I know a lot. The thin zodiac priest looked at the rune paper that had been wrapped around the other party, and snorted coldly with disdain.

Peng-

The two ghost kings were directly pulled by the rune paper, there was no way to hide, the ghost body exploded, and the Xuandu Ling Fu quickly entangled the Yin Dragon in their body.

The thin zodiac priest beckoned, and the rune paper flew back, wrapped in the rune paper of the Yin Dragon, like a meat roll, and was sent into his mouth.

Qin Kun was helpless: "What are you eating this for?" ”

The thin zodiac man licked his mouth and returned to his cringe-like temperament: "Hungry...... Uncle Junior, we haven't eaten properly for two days and two nights......"

After that, he said again: "By the way, are these people Hu Barbarian that you arrested?" Do you want to kill it? ”

The thin zodiac priest asked curiously when he saw a few foreigners dressed strangely and with blond hair and blue eyes.

Killed? Say it so casually?! Who gave you the confidence of your body!!

Van Helsing, Molisa, and Carman stiffened their backs, and although they roared in their hearts, they didn't dare to be sloppy. This thin zodiac priest who is not good-looking, restrained the two ghost kings with one move, and even ate the other party's body protection Yin Dragon, which makes people no longer know what words to use to express their feelings.

Is it horror?

Or is it absurd?

Moreover, seeing him looking at him with hostility in his eyes, several people were stunned.

Qin Kun said: "No need. ”

"Oh, then run away, everyone is waiting for you." Three nonsense, Uncle Xiao said not to kill, then not to kill, there is nothing tangled.

"Don't run away."

"Don't run away?! They have military formations! And the bow and crossbow! …… Uncle Xiao, we are just Taoist priests who hunt ghosts, and we are not invulnerable immortals!! The thin zodiac reminded with a wry smile.

Qin Kun's face was expressionless, he waved his hand, and smashed the Sanqing Divine Statue behind him with one palm.

Suddenly, in the chest, a chant came out.

"Guarding the eight wildernesses of Fuyu Town alone, what if you don't worship Sanqing, I have immeasurable heavenly respect, and I don't see the white bone township in the green mountains."

It is like a personal declaration, like dissatisfaction with the gods and Buddhas, like an accusation against the world, like pity for the common people, like a wave of turbulent emotions vented by him.

In this year and this month, at the beginning of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the Rebellion of the Eight Kings ended, the Five Hu disasters disturbed the Central Plains, the lives of China were devastated, and the heavens and the earth mourned together.

Qin Kun shook off his sleeve robe and sat firmly under the shattered statue of Sanqing, between his eyebrows, a fierce light burst out.

"Let them come!! Death Battle!! ”

……

Fight to the death!

Death Battle-

The continuous aftersound has been filling the eardrums.

At half past six in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight poured into the window.

Everyone was like a big dream.

In my dream, on that mountain, there was a shocking battle, and now, my whole body is sore.

When Xu Facheng woke up, he found that he was still standing, still holding the posture of holding the double swords, but standing for a long time made his muscles stiff, already red and swollen, and his breath was discharged, and the whole person fell straight to the ground.

With depleted spiritual power, sluggish spirits, black and white hair, and eyes mixed with the happiness of the rest of his life, he vowed that he would practice Dao art well in the future, and he would no longer be affected by other people's mirages.

Because he no longer wants to accompany Qin Kun to that ghost place to fight.

Foreign guys and blonde babes, their consumption is no less than that of Xu Facheng, and they fought all night last night.

What a war!

No matter what holy art he used, he couldn't escape from the mirage, and he was afraid of dying in the mirage, so he had to shoot with his life. There are so many soldiers, so many corpses, I don't remember how many people I killed in my dream last night, and how many knives I was hacked, I can only be glad that I didn't die in the mirage and lasted until dawn.

At this moment, the shadows of the two ghost kings were gone, and Kaman was gone.

The two fell to the ground one after another, and they saw that Qin Kun was sitting on the second floor with a middle-aged man, drinking coffee.

"Mr. Xun, that's the way it is. Everything in your company is the fault of this guy. You may not believe it, but sorcerers exist. ”

High-grade coffee, to be honest, is not as smooth as instant coffee at all, next to Qin Kun, there is a corpse lying there, 'Blood Beast' Kaman.

After Xun Tiancheng woke up in the morning, he found that there were four or five people standing nearby, motionless like an evil spirit, this scene was extremely weird.

But fortunately, Qin Kun gave him a reasonable explanation: these people were fighting in order to help Xun Tiancheng catch ghosts and eliminate demons.

At the same time, the black cauldron is detained on the dead Kaman, who is the culprit who caused his confusion and malaise.

Xun Tiancheng is a shrewd businessman, obviously he saw an old Taoist priest who is not a ghost or a ghost last night, why did the culprit become a foreigner covered in blood after dawn.

He didn't understand, but he was willing to believe Qin Kun's words.

"Master Qin, you mean, they're all here to help me?" Xun Tiancheng asked cautiously.

Qin Kun nodded: "It's not too much to pay a few more for the causal fee for a while, right?" ”

Xun Tiancheng immediately said solemnly: "It's not too much! It's just too much!! During this time, I was confused and delirious by the brush, and I lost a lot of money. If it weren't for you, I'd be driving me crazy this day! ”

"So be it." Xun Tiancheng paused, and said heroically, "One person is one million, everyone is called by you, I will give you five million, how about it?" ”

Million!

Qin Kun was as excited as winning the lottery, resisted the bombardment of this money bomb, shook his head and refused: "That's not how the causal account is calculated. After speaking, Qin Kun gave him a figure that he thought was reasonable.

Belch......

Xun Tiancheng grinned embarrassedly: "Master Qin, isn't it...... Too little? I'm not bad for money. ”

He ignored the mess in the office and opened a safe, which contained cash alone, which might contain 2 million.

Qin Kun's eyes widened, and he yawned indifferently.

"Boss Xun, are you burning a lot of money? Is it not good to give less? ”

"No, no, no, this, isn't this afraid of snubbing the masters......" Xun Tiancheng said with a smile.

Seeing that there was a 1916 in the cabinet next to him, Qin Kun took it away, took out another handful of soft sister coins, and put them in a briefcase: "30W is enough, and it is a lie to ask for more." As many as the others give, as I tell you. ”

"Oh, oh, yes, okay."

Xun Tiancheng blinked and nodded.