All the ghosts are all cats on their waists, and they enter the dark hole.

Ghastly! Very eerie!

The eerie atmosphere scares the ghosts.

Hao Jun finally bent down to enter, and by the light of the faint green lantern, he looked around, and the space of this small hole was actually very large, at this moment, the three-eyed ghost civet was gone, but four passages appeared in front of the ghosts.

"You, you, you... You go in groups of five and go to the first hole. ”

"You five, go into the second hole."

"You guys, the third hole."

"For the rest, follow me into the fourth hole, whoever can get the three-eyed civet depends on luck!"

The strong man Wang Cheng quickly grouped up and gave the order.

Hao Jun took a look, except for the captain Wang Cheng's group, which was full of real soul players, the other groups were weaker.

Especially in the group he is in, the ghost who was injured just now is still in his own group, and the highest strength is only in the middle stage of a superior soul, and the five ghosts of such a small team, if they encounter a three-eyed ghost civet, it will be a dead end at all.

According to Uncle Snail's description, even if his relics are alone against the three-eyed ghost civet, he has little chance of winning. Then according to the current group of five ghosts, even if the strongest group in Wangcheng meets the ghost civet, they may all die as a result, which is very risky.

"Captain, I don't think it's appropriate to distribute it like this, we should be divided into groups of ten, we only need to divide into two groups, and one group will stay here to prevent the demon from escaping. Another group of ten team members, all gathered together to explore, one passage after another, one passage after another, so that it was the safest and most stable. Hao Jun saw that everyone was ready to enter the passage, and immediately put forward his opinion.

"According to your mother-in-law, you have to find it until next year? So scared of death to participate in what adventure hunting team. Captain Wang Cheng immediately retorted that his captain's authority could not be provoked.

The tight-fitting black-clothed beauty with a knife was full of confidence, and she was also divided into the group of captain Wang Cheng, so she stood up to support Wang Cheng at this time, and echoed sarcastically: "That's it, you can also not participate, as long as you don't share the rewards of the ghost town, let's treat you as if you are here to play soy sauce." If you are idle and have a pain, you can also carve a hand-me-down work such as "so-and-so to visit here" on this stone wall, and maybe one day it will be passed on as a good story in the ghost world, and celebrities will be eternal. ”

"Hehehehehe..." The gloomy cave suddenly burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became relaxed.

Hao Jun saw that they were high-spirited, and he didn't want to continue to say more, maybe they were in a group of five just to get the best ghost town reward.

As the saying goes: wealth and danger are sought, and in the face of interests, language often becomes pale and powerless.

"Uncle Snail, where is the 'hemp soul grass' you said, let's go and see first." Hao Jun decided not to follow them on the adventure, it was better to find the hemp soul grass.

"If I'm not mistaken, you exit this cave you just entered and go outside, and continue walking a little further." Uncle Snail replied.

Hao Jun arched his hand to everyone and said, "In that case, I'll try my luck somewhere else, maybe it's hard to say if the three-eyed ghost civet isn't here." ”

"Good luck!"

"Good luck to you too!" After Hao Jun finished speaking, he bent down and exited the cave, exploring the past in the direction that Uncle Snail said.

There was only one lantern left, and the light immediately became extremely dim, and it was not easy to see clearly after three meters around him, such a large mine, Hao Jun carried a dark green lantern, and felt like a firefly.

"Hey, I said Jun boy, you just gave up on the three-eyed devil? Your uncle, I still want to swallow its soul and increase my soul body, so that I can cultivate into a human form as soon as possible! The old man complained.

"Fuck your uncle, didn't you see that I was kicked out?" Hao Jun has nowhere to vent his anger, and the old man is still an uncle, isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun by himself.

"Eh, young people, don't be so grumpy. Rest assured, there's nothing dangerous here! Uncle Snail hurriedly dispelled Hao Jun's concerns, otherwise he would not have been able to vent his anger on him, the old snail.

Suddenly, there was a loud fluttering sound, and a group of ghost bats flapped their wings and squeaked and squeaked towards Hao Jun, and the cry was unusually harsh, like thousands of mice squeaking in the dark night gathering in your ears, making people's teeth sour, and their hearts were furious, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

"I'll you Uncle Snail, do you have a word of truth!" Hao Jun grabbed the wooden stick and waved it up and down.

But this ghost bat is extremely fast, and there are so many of them, it is really terrible to flutter.

"Oops, oops, can Nima's not scratch his eyes."

"Oops, can you not scratch your nose."

"Damn, you don't understand people?" Hao Jun scolded and waved a wooden stick while dodging, busy and happy.

"You're a ghost now, of course they can't understand human speech!" Uncle Snail squirted casually.

"What do you say there?" Hao Jun said helplessly.

"According to me, you have to endure it, and it's not far from the place where the hemp soul grass is going on." Uncle Snail hurriedly offered a clever plan.

"Why don't you come out and put up with it?" Hao Jun was extremely depressed, and suddenly shouted angrily: "The relics attack, give me a damn blow!" ”

Originally, the green aperture was only enough for him to drive the colorful relics once, and he had always treasured it and did not dare to use it easily, but now the ghost bats are getting denser and denser, and if he doesn't give a little bit of Ma Wei, I'm afraid it won't work.

With a brush, the white light of the colorful relics bloomed, and it was simply a dazzling sun in this gloomy mine, floating above Hao Jun's head and spinning.

"Shoot me, shoot fast, shoot these ghosts!" Hao Jun commanded the white beam of the relic.

Boom, a white beam of light was like a laser cannon, instantly sweeping away the ghost bats that were several meters long in front of them, and there was not even a single bone left.

It may be that the ghost bat soul body is too small, as long as it is covered by the white light of the relic, it doesn't even have time to react, and it disappears leisurely, and a fan-shaped barrier-free area suddenly formed in front of Hao Jun.

After the relics were powerful, they were really hidden, and even the old driver of Uncle Snail couldn't sense its breath.

Hao Jun couldn't hesitate any longer, and rushed towards the place where the hemp soul grass was.

This group of ghost bats was frightened by this relic, and they didn't even dare to approach Hao Jun's body for a while, but they squeaked and screamed within a few meters around him, which made Hao Jun upset, as for whether they were scolding him, even the ghosts didn't know.

By the glow of the lantern, in a pit area, there were indeed a few small white grasses growing on the ground and the cave wall, scattered and disorganized.

It is especially dark and damp here, and the water droplets are soaked in the ticking and ticking, which are not ordinary water droplets, but are condensed by yin qi in a special environment and in various coincidences.

Where these yin qi dew drops fall, there are milky white grasses growing one after another, this is the hemp soul grass, and Uncle Snail has already explained it to Hao Jun.

Although Hao Jun is not a flower thief, he has no experience in the way of picking flowers, but it is not difficult to pick a few small grasses, do not pick wild flowers on the side of the road, and prefer to pick small grasses in the mine.

"I'll pick it!" Hao Jungang stretched out his hand and pulled it towards the nearest hemp soul grass on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a squeak, a flutter, and the ghost bat charged mercilessly.

"Nima, it's just a broken grass, you need to work so hard?" Hao Jun cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, he bent down and continued to concentrate on collecting, letting those crazy ghost bats scratch, scratch, and bite on him. made Hao Jun have no temper at all.