Stage 3: Find the Ten Death Marks

Requirements: 3 months

Failure of the task is erased from the causal line

Stage Rewards: None

"Ten Deaths...... Stamp?? ”

Qin Kun sat on the bed sluggishly, isn't this my columbarium tattoo?

In the palm of the right hand, the ashes altar tattoo was thrown on, but it was a little gray. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Where do I find it in 3 months?

Looking at the six-pointed star magic weapon again, it has become a ...... Quest items.

……

No clue, no idea, no goal.

For half a week, Qin Kun really didn't know where to start, but he was ready to leave.

Before leaving Yangcheng, Qin Kun attended Scar Hao's funeral, and his appearance was still painted by him.

In front of the mourning hall.

Scar Hao's younger brother Ah Yong had red eyes and slapped himself: "Sister-in-law, it's all our fault." ”

On the night of Scar's death, several younger brothers were picking up goods outside, and he was in the business of smuggling cars and high-end household appliances, because they were all disassembled into parts, and when they were ordered, someone had to keep an eye on the goods.

I thought that I would finish early on the last day and go back to Yangcheng the next day, who knew that this kind of thing would happen.

Scar Hao's woman's expression was indifferent, perhaps she had long thought that one day, she was dressed in black and holding two pairs of twin daughters in her hands.

The child is less than 1 year old, and in this kind of mixed rivers and lakes, children without a father are destined to be bullied.

"Brother Hao has long said that once you enter the rivers and lakes, life and death are up to you. I don't blame you guys. ”

The woman seemed to answer Ah Yong, and it seemed to be talking to herself, and when she looked at Qin Kun, there was a special light in her eyes.

"Mr. Qin, can Yaoyao and Jiaojiao please take care of you, take them out of Yangcheng, and go wherever you want. I can give you all my savings! ”

This woman may know best that in the short time they get along, this woman has special trust in Qin Kun, who saved Scar Hao's life.

Qin Kun was stunned, Tuo Gu?

At this time, the woman's expression seemed to be pleading, Qin Kun's heart softened, although he wanted to agree, but firmly chose to refuse.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to being alone."

After all, he's just a passerby. Besides, he still has a bunch of himself, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.

Next to him, the steeltooth guy also came.

He smoked a cigarette, completely lost the style of the big guy, and the hell of that day, after the anger, made him shudder. Only then did the steeltooth man know that there were so many elusive and indescribable things in the world.

"Ami, Ah Hao is my brother! If you believe me, give Yaoyao and Jiaojiao to me, and I promise to send them to a safe place and let them grow up. ”

The woman pursed her lips and nodded stiffly.

Scar Hao's funeral was very sensational and grand, maybe this was his last time he was in the limelight, and within a month, Scar Hao's business was divided up by his younger brother and the bigwigs around him, and no one remembered the nickname of Luohu Scar Hao.

At this time, Qin Kun had already returned to Linjiang.

It is better to be a mountain guard dog than to leave people in disorder.

When Qin Kun drove the car and returned to Linjiang again, he had a deep understanding of this sentence. Even if he has adventures and experiences that surpass any other person, he still can't stand in the field in this strange era.

It can't be said that he lacks something more than others, some people live for themselves after all, pull out the banner, and support people who defect and rely on themselves by the way. After all, some people live for others, relying on their own skills to guide others. There are also some people who don't know who to live for, and they don't have the ambition to break through, and they have worked with familiar people all their lives, working, playing, eating and drinking in familiar places, and they feel that such a life is enough.

If you insist on counting, Qin Kun is now, none of them.

In this era, Qin Kun had the urge to go back for the first time, because he didn't have a sense of belonging.

Thinking of the quarrel with the eldest lady, the intrigue with Wang Fatzi, the cold-hearted peace with his sister Qin Xue, listening to the ghosts and ghosts, watching them play cards and gamble, and having a stable job in the funeral home, it is much better than going to the coast to be a master.

Qin Kun didn't know how he could think of these things, could it be because he had been away from the familiar environment for too long, which made people naturally mature.

The red Xiali, running on the not wide streets of Linjiang City, has become a scenery and attracted the attention of a vote of citizens.

There is no other reason, in this era when bicycles have just been popularized, when it comes to luxury cars in the mainland, Xiali is definitely on the list.

In the old town of Linjiang City, according to his previous memory, Qin Kun came to an old mansion.

'Kuishan Old House'

This place, after 30 years, Qin Kun has come many times, and the Spiritual Investigation Department of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, Nie Yuxuan, and Su Lin are here.

At the door, there are two peach symbols, the upper book is 'the inner dragon out of the fire', and the lower book is 'unintentional into a tiger'.

The car stalled, and the movement alarmed the people inside.

"Look, there's a car!"

A group of stunned little cubs ran out. Just after the end of the Chinese New Year, these children dressed in new clothes surrounded Qin Kun and his car, drooling.

"Is this a car? It's beautiful! ”

"Who is that person??"

"No, do you know?"

In the old mansion of Kuishan, there are many teenagers and children, they are all disciples of Douzong, maybe they don't know what this sect does, but Qin Kun knows that they are all orphans adopted by Douzong over the years.

Most of the disciples in the Southern Sect are orphans.

"Jing Sansheng is not here?"

Qin Kun took off his sunglasses, revealing a young face, touched a child's head, and asked as pleasantly as possible.

"I'm looking for Uncle Shi!"

"I'll call Uncle Shi out."

"Big brother, where are you from?"

"Is this your car? Can I go to Sit? ”

Qin Kun was surrounded by a group of little ghosts, and seeing them surrounding his Xia Li, he was funny and sad, he also had such a longing expression when he saw the car when he was a child.

But...... Is this old Xiali really so impactful to you?

Qin Kun has sat on Chu Qianxun's 488, no matter from the perspective of shock absorption, comfort, and speed, this Xiali can't be compared at all, the most terrible thing is that the sealing is poor, there are not many asphalt roads in this era, and when you drive back from Yangcheng all the way, the dirt outside can't stop it, and it goes directly into the car, and the choking person is very uncomfortable.

After a while, Jing Sansheng walked out surrounded by a group of little hairy heads.

I haven't seen him for a year, Jing Sansheng is wearing a much better dark blue tights than last year, obviously a practice uniform, although it is ugly, but it is finally like a thing, making people look less rustic than before.

"Qin Kun!!"

Seeing the person wearing a bag in front of him, Jing Sansheng let out a low roar, "Let me wait!" Try my Kuihu Dao technique! ”

In Jing Sansheng's chest, the tiger roared and converled, and the children around him covered their ears and fled quickly in fright.

"Hey...... Before you can say a word, why do you suddenly want to fight?! You drink saliva first to calm down! ”

Qin Kun didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for half a year, Jing Sansheng's strength was so high!

After spending half a year in Linjiang City last year, Qin Kun also consulted on the orthodox martial arts theory of China.

Martial arts, the earliest called 'physical fitness', outside the skin and bones, inside the courage.

Traditional Chinese martial arts can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period, before the Warring States Period, when the martial arts at that time, by the combination of fighting skills in the army and the breath of Taoism, were really developed into a theoretical system, it was the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

At that time, there was a famous artist, called Hua Tuo, who watched tigers, deer, bears, monkeys, and birds, and performed five bird plays, also known as five bird fighting.

Hua Tuo's martial arts are not high, but the strength of the famous master does not lie in the level of strength, but in whether he can change mortals. The spread of the Five Fowl Opera has spread the concept of martial arts, even if some civilians who are physically weak have practiced for a long time, compared with the soldiers in the army, they are not much more than the soldiers.

That's the ascension of the whole era.

The combination of fighting skills and breath is the earliest combination of 'strength and qi', and the martial artist who has been immersed in it for a long time can distinguish the superior from the inferior with a single 'exhalation and shaking the bones'.

Jing Sansheng's tiger roar shook in the chest, and even the bones of his body were also shaking, this sound, ninety out of nine martial arts masters couldn't do it, this was the martial artist's 'awakening' of the muscles and bones, calling up the sleeping body, and the next thing was to fight.

"Wait! Jing Laohu, I really have something to ask you when I come back this time, there are only two and a half months left, can you let me finish my words first?! ”

Qin Kun was a little hairy when he was stared at by Jing Sansheng, this guy is really like a tiger now.

"Qin boy, what's the matter, let's talk about it after the fight! Didn't you say last year that you were going to beat me up as a cat? I've put up with you for a long time! The thick stick in Jing Sansheng's hand was twisted and shattered by him, sawdust flew, and his clothes suddenly exploded, revealing the tattoo of the tiger's knife.

Qin Kun's eyes widened, his strength was naturally great, but he couldn't twist a wooden stick like this.

This Nima is a devil muscle!!

Jing Sansheng raised his feet, unwilling to discuss at all, with the strong wind of cutting the face, he chopped down like a battle axe.

Holy! What has he experienced in the past six months, and how did he become so hanging?!

Last year, he remembered that Jing Sansheng's strength was just average, how could he change as a person in half a year, this feeling was very similar to the pressure he felt when facing Ge Zhan.

Qin Kun hurriedly dodged away, and Jing Sansheng's bronze pillar-like leg smashed into Qin Kun's car cover.

Seeing that the car cover was dented and parts were scattered, something broke in Qin Kun's heart......

My Charlie...... This Nima is a smuggled car, and there are no matching parts to buy in the mainland!

"Jing Laohu, I'm fighting with you!!"

……

……