At this moment, a man with a long white beard, a dark gray peaked cap, and a gray tunic stepped out of a tent and walked towards the campfire in the middle.

"Are you awake?" A man at the campfire asked.

The man in the tunic shook his head, "How can it be so easy to hurt the heart and soul!" ”

"Lao Hu, here you have the most exquisite medical skills, my Senior Brother Ye's injury has bothered you." A man who looked to be in his forties said.

It turned out that the old man in the tunic was called Lao Hu, he nodded, looked at the flames in front of him with his back hand, his eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, as if he was thinking about something, "Who do you think the other party is?" Or rather, what is it? ”

Master Fan wiped a dark brown peachwood sword with a soft cloth in his hand, and when he heard this, he said, "At present, what can be confirmed is that there is a ghost infant and a person who cultivates the Nine Infant Blood Evil Method, but I have not heard anyone in China practice this evil method in the past ten or twenty years. ”

"Ghost babies, nine babies turn into blood, it's not easy to deal with any one of them, how did they get together?" An old man in civilian clothes, with a big back comb, and a handful of dust in his hand behind his back, said hatefully.

Another person said: "Nonsense, if it weren't for the ghost baby and the Nine Infant Blood Evil Law together, how could they have been doing evil in the dark for so long before they were discovered?" ”

"That's not right!" Lao Hu, who had been silent, spoke, "When I checked Ye Daochang's injuries before, I found that there was a black palm print on his back, which could obviously be seen to be done by a foreign master, but I don't know why his palm power contains such a great yin and evil aura. ”

"The other party should still have accomplices, and it is very likely that there are evil martial arts masters." Lao Hu said affirmatively.

One person asked, "How do you know that the martial arts master is not the same person who practices the evil law?" ”

Lao Hu glanced at the person who spoke, and the man did not shy away from it, and glared at him.

"One: It is rumored that a person who practices the Nine Infants Blood Evil Method will even lose a large part of his own vitality and essence, how much better do you think his kung fu can be? Second: the breath is different. Lao Hu said his reasons lightly.

"That's even more troublesome!" The hearts of the people.

After all, catching ghosts and demons sometimes requires good physical fitness and agility, not to mention that they often need to cross mountains or encounter thieves and the like, but their cultivation in martial arts is very limited. There are two main reasons, one is that it is difficult to be distracted, and the other is that their master does not understand more advanced martial arts, so they are also powerless in this regard, and their achievements are limited.

If the other party gathers evil law monks, ghost babies, and martial arts masters to cause trouble together, then if you want to deal with them, the difficulty is not as simple as adding one and adding one again, and the effect of improving combat power is simply equivalent to the three-dimensional cooperation of the navy, land and air forces.

Everyone was discussing word by word, and suddenly, a somewhat shrill voice sounded, "Boss Jiang took so much money out just to let you fight here?" According to me, it doesn't matter what kind of ghost baby nine babies turn into blood, tomorrow send more people to go to the thunder, people die for money, there are always people willing to go. ”

After a pause, the voice said in a strange voice: "Besides, did you bring so many apprentices here just to share the money to watch the play?" When Boss Jiang is wronged? ”

Hearing this, everyone looked at a nearby tree with disgust, there was a shadow area, and by the light of the fire, they could barely see a slightly thin old man wearing a yellow Taoist hat and a yellow Taoist robe, sitting in the tree.

It's a pity that the slender and dark horse's face, the two slender lips on the lips and the goat-like mustache on the chin, ruined the overall image, and the disgusted eyes of everyone were enough to explain something.

This man didn't care what others thought of him, his eyes were half-closed after he finished speaking, and he looked like a fugue, but no matter how he looked at it, his face was also sarcastic.

Because of the goate's words, the campfire was cold for a while. The people present had their own thoughts, and some of them had been sitting cross-legged and silent, although they didn't like him, and they didn't seem to want any conflict with him.

"Alas! It seems that only by waiting for Zhao Daoyou and Yi Daoyou to come back, or when Ye Daoyou wakes up, maybe they will be able to know some of the situation. An old man sitting on the floor began, "I hope to know where their nests are and why they are in this area." ”

"Let's hope they'll all come back safely!" The old man looked in the direction of the misty dog in the distance, and added a sentence in his heart. He had just shone his portable searchlight over there, but it was still gray and foggy.

Since they came here, the gray fog in the valley has hardly dispersed, and it is only at noon every day, when the yang energy between heaven and earth is at its peak, that the gray fog will become lighter. The guide he had invited was an old hunter from the neighborhood, and he was also amazed at this, saying that although he did not dare to go in, he used to sometimes go down to the nearby hills, and he had never seen a fog rise in this mysterious valley for several days.

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At night, thick dark clouds obscured the moon and stars, and it was pitch black under the night, and you couldn't see your fingers.

With the progress of the times, a path has been built here to lead to the outside world, and the people in the village have also appeared to raise bees, grow ginseng, mushrooms or fungus and other special products, and there are also young people who go out to work to make a living.

A beautiful two-story bungalow courtyard in the village is lit up by a milky white solar storage lamp. Jiang Zhiwen sat on a cracked stone mill in the courtyard and smoked a stuffy cigarette, and at his feet, the orange cigarette holder that had been lost to the ground.

His mother came out of the house wiping tears from the corners of her eyes.

"How's Xiaoqin?" Jiang Zhiwen heard the footsteps, didn't turn his head, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"After a day of dazing, I was tired of crying, and I just fell asleep." Mother Jiang sighed, her face was full of sorrow, "Those who killed a thousand knives!" If I had known this was going to happen, I wouldn't have let you come back anyway. ”

Mother Jiang whimpered, and wiped the tears in her eyes with her sleeve.

Jiang Zhiwen snuffed out the half-lit cigarette in his hand, stared at his bloodshot eyes due to tiredness, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "I have invited a lot of strangers into the mountain, even if I dump all my family property, I will destroy them." ”

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It was nearly midnight, and the camp near Migou Yuan.

Several young men with small searchlights in the camp are separated in groups of two, patrolling the perimeter.

The people around the main campfire whispered something to each other, and occasionally someone glanced in the direction of Migou Yuan, with a look of obvious concern.