I drove all the way forward, and by dawn, I had reached the foot of Taihang Mountain. It's just that the Grim Reaper Scythe doesn't seem to have any intention of wanting to stay at all, and after driving on the national highway, he still runs all the way, overtaking every car, and running at a red light, and even forced two large trucks to stop because of the rush to the road.

I was worried that I would kill someone, and I couldn't help but say, "Hey! Aren't you afraid of attracting traffic police? ”

The Grim Reaper's Scythe snorted, and although he didn't speak, he finally slowed down a little bit to control my driving, and although he was still speeding, he began to pay attention to avoid vehicles and pedestrians.

I know that the Grim Reaper Scythe is not afraid of any traffic police, but he is worried that he will be entangled by the traffic police, and once the movement caused is big, he is likely to be chased by the unknown master behind him.

By the time the sun was rising, we had reached the boundary of Shanxi. Today's weather is good, sunny and cloudless. Even the yang energy between heaven and earth is gradually rising.

Daytime is the world of the living, and even if this guy can appear in broad daylight, he should feel uncomfortable, right?

I peeked in the rearview mirror and found that this guy was sitting there watching the ghost hall. The sun shone through the car window, but it was blocked by the robe. It's just that the sickle in his hand has disappeared, and he can't adapt to the yang energy of the day.

Probably sensing that I was looking at him, the Death Scythe snorted coldly, and then my neck immediately twisted. I couldn't control my neck, and scolded in my heart, this guy is really too deceitful, if I can get out, I must give him a good look!

The car turned along the winding mountain road, and after turning over a hill, I saw a small restaurant, and next to the restaurant there was a sign made of LED lights, which read four big words: Parking, Accommodation.

On both sides of the national highway, there are actually many restaurants that do not come to the village and do not have shops, and most of them are dedicated to large truck drivers. Generally speaking, the downstairs is the place to eat, and the upstairs is the place to stay.

Of course, limited by the conditions, the accommodation here may not be very good.

Just when I thought I was going to rush as usual, the car involuntarily hit the brakes under my control. I was slightly stunned, and said in my heart, what the hell is the Death Scythe trying to do?

The Grim Reaper's scythe put away the ghost town hall and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense! Get out! ”

Although Liu Tieshou and I didn't know what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd, he got out of the car honestly. The Death Scythe pulled out a mask from behind and put it on his face casually, and then got out of the car.

At this time, I realized that the black robe on the Death Scythe was not simple, even in the sun, it was still that deep darkness, and there was no sign of brightness.

This shows that the sunlight sprinkled on it was completely absorbed by the black robe.

I guess this is also the Death Scythe can move freely in the sun, right?

It's also very interesting to say, the Death Scythe is obviously a powerful ghost, or the kind of ghost that specializes in killing exorcists, but he is wearing a black robe and a mask, and he is like an ordinary person in the sun, even the exorcist suddenly can't notice his strangeness.

On the contrary, Liu Tieshou and I were embarrassed, with wrinkled clothes and traces of smoke and fire, obviously fighting with others.

As soon as the three of us quirky guests entered the restaurant, someone immediately greeted us and sat us down against the wall. At this time, I found out that this shop is not simple, it is actually a yin shop.

No wonder it was built in the wilderness.

The so-called Yin shop is actually a shop opened by an exorcist. This kind of shop picks up people during the day and ghosts at night. From time to time, exorcists will come here to inquire about the news and stay for a day or two.

Although the three of us were eccentric, the shopkeeper didn't say a word, just took care of himself and served us three cups of tea and two side dishes.

I saw that the shopkeeper was rough and had a weathered face, and I guess he was an exorcist who had long since retired and opened a shop here to make some money.

I don't know what's going on, but when I see his current appearance, I think of myself when I get old, and my heart is inevitably a little sad. In order to prevent him from unknowingly ramming the Death Scythe, he ordered two random dishes and sent him to do something.

Fortunately, the owner of the shop also knew the rules of the circle, so he ignored our affairs, and went to the back kitchen after a few names.

In addition to us, there were two other tables of guests in the room, one table should be a long-distance freight driver, one by one, bare-chested and eating there.

At the other table, there were three small Taoist priests in Taoist robes, who were sitting in the corner of the restaurant, and if they didn't pay attention, they really couldn't see it.

The Taoist priest in Shanxi should be the old crow. The current owner of Lao Crow Temple seems to be a little Taoist priest called Chasing the Wind, who is not much different in age from Lao Zhang and Lao He, and is considered the number one person in the circle.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the little Taoist chasing the wind was helping in Zhangjiazhuangzi last night, but there were too many masters at that time, so that the little Taoist chasing the wind was not conspicuous at all.

Exorcists are inherently opposed to evil spirits, especially the Death Scythe, which claims to kill exorcists. So when I saw those three little Taoist priests, I was inevitably a little worried about them, and I always secretly looked at the Death Scythe sitting on the table.

Since leaving Taihang Mountain, the Death Scythe has become much more silent, and he is now sitting at the table without saying a word. Although he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. But from his movements, I felt a kind of restless nervousness.

The Grim Reaper's scythe was tense, and he should be afraid of the person who the Special Crime Division was arresting. But what I don't understand is why he has to stay here if he is so scared. Are you really not afraid that people will come to your door?

Since the Death Scythe is in a bad mood, Liu Tieshou and I don't dare to talk, anyway, we haven't eaten a drop of water since last night, and now there is tea and food, where is it polite? Shake off your cheeks and munch on them.

It is worth mentioning that when I was eating, Liu Tieshou's grandson kept grabbing with me, eating whatever he caught, and he was really not taboo at all. And this guy has a huge mouth, so he doesn't use chopsticks at all when he eats, he just picks up the plate and pours it into his mouth.

I was so angry that I kicked him under the table, and couldn't help but say, "Lao Liu, aren't you fucking ghosts?" Why are you still robbing me of these mortal things? ”

When I said the four words "Eat Powerful Ghosts", the Death Scythe immediately turned his head and set his eyes on Liu Tieshou. Frightened, Liu Tieshou hurriedly lowered his head and said, "No, no!" Where have I eaten any ghosts Liu Tieshou? That's all by false rumors, well, by false rumors! ”

Liu Tieshou's frightened look was a little funny, but I understood. The Death Scythe is a powerful ghost, but Liu Tieshou feeds on ghosts in Ghost Street.

This may not be much to say in ordinary times, but there is a super powerful ghost sitting next to him, how can Liu Tieshou dare to admit that he feeds on ghosts? In case the Grim Reaper's scythe doesn't like him, who will he reason with a slash?

was interrupted by me like this, Liu Tieshou didn't dare to grab something from me too much, looking at this guy's pitiful appearance, I couldn't bear to talk about him anymore, but I just accelerated the speed of eating.

As soon as he had eaten and drunk, there was a sound of slow footsteps outside the door. When I looked up, I was startled to see that two guys covered in blood were walking in from the outside.

The two men had strips of cloth wrapped around their heads, and their clothes were tattered, smoky, and stained with blood. It is estimated that these two people still have injuries on their bodies, so that they gritted their teeth when they came in, but they didn't say a word.

I know these two people, they are the two great venerables of overseas soul collectors, and last night Zhangjia Zhuangzi, they blocked two masters. I forgot who they were fighting against, but judging by the way they looked, they should have been mistreated.

Thinking about it, among the overseas soul collectors, Ji Zhongheng is considered a top master, and even if the Great Venerable is not bad, he is a step worse than those top exorcists.

Liu Tieshou and I glanced at each other, and we both understood in our hearts why the Death Scythe would rather risk being caught up than stay here, it turned out that he had to wait for his allies.

As soon as the two Great Venerables came in, they saw us sitting on the table eating and drinking, and they were not polite, although they were scarred, they still kicked Liu Tie and me away, picked up the boiled meat slices on the table and stuffed them into their mouths.

While stuffing it back, I told the store that I would have another copy!

The shopkeeper is also a well-informed person, and although he doesn't know who the Great Venerable is, he understands that they are probably all exorcists. So even though he saw that they were scarred and covered in blood, he didn't choose to call the police, but went into the kitchen to get food.

The two Great Venerables should not have hurt the roots, at least they were in good shape when they were eating. When they were eating, the Death Scythe didn't say a word, but just sat there steadily, and only after they were full of wine and food, did they snort softly and said, "How is Zhangjia Zhuangzi doing there?" Looking at the two of you, it seems that the situation is a little bit bad? ”

When he asked about this, Liu Tieshou and I listened with stunned ears, in fact, I was more concerned about the current situation of Zhangjia Zhuangzi than the Death Scythe.

The Great Venerable whispered, "The Zhangjia Zhuangzi has been burned, and the exorcists don't know how many have died. But it's a little different from what happened, at least none of those masters died. ”

He explained a little, and I realized that last night's Hundred Ghost Worship Mountain had come to an end. Zhangjia Zhuangzi was completely lost, and the entire village was burned to ashes.

There were about thirty or forty exorcists who died in the village, and countless were slightly and seriously injured. It's just that unlike the last time when a hundred ghosts worshiped the mountain, although the Zhangjia Zhuangzi suffered heavy losses, he did not hurt the roots, because none of the five heroes of the Zhang family died.

Although they were all injured a lot, as long as they were given some time to recuperate, they could always recover.

The Death Scythe frowned slightly, but quickly let go again. He said: "It doesn't matter, as long as Zhuangzi burns it down, and the ghost town hall can be obtained." What about the ghosts? ”

A great Venerable said coldly, "Most of them died, and the other half was suppressed. Less than five or six escaped, which can be regarded as a defeat for both sides. ”

The Grim Reaper's Scythe said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I made this Yeshugroot, I wanted them to be cannon fodder once." Anyway, Zhuangzi burned it, and the town ghost hall also got it, well, this person was also captured. ”

The Great Venerable snorted, "Here's the problem! The Zhang family in Taihang Mountain doesn't care about burning a village, but you kidnapped away from the hall of the ghosts of Buren and Zhen, but you touched their scales. These guys can't care about recuperating from their injuries, and they're ready to come out and chase you. ”

After a pause, he said: "From Taihang Mountain to here, it will only take a few hours at most. ”

The Grim Reaper's Scythe was silent, seemingly a little agitated. He said, "What about the Scripture hearers and Mr. A?" ”

While talking, the shopkeeper served another roast chicken and two sauced pig's trotters. The Great Venerable did not rush to make a move, and waited for the shopkeeper to leave before he whispered, "One of the people who heard the scriptures died, and I heard that he was stoned to death by Temur. Mr. A's whereabouts are unknown, Mr. Jiang and he are both masters of the art of shrinking the ground into inches, and in one night, the ghost knows where they ran to? ”

The Death Scythe tilted his head and thought carefully for a moment, and then asked casually: "When you rushed out of Taihang Mountain, did you see Colonel Di Ming of the Special Case Department?" ”

The Great Venerable said in a deep voice: "I have seen it, but Colonel Di Ming and his field team seem to have suffered a big loss, all of them are disgraced, their image is embarrassed, and they all swing when they walk. I just don't know who did it, and I can make the field team of the Special Cases Division look like this. ”

The Grim Reaper's scythe tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and said, "Have you ever caught anyone?" ”

The Great Venerable's head shook like a rattle: "No! ”

I saw the body of the Death Scythe shake slightly, and whispered, "Sure enough! Only he can compete with the luck of a country. The Special Crime Department really couldn't catch him! ”

He suddenly turned his head and said categorically, "Wait another hour, if the Scripture Listener and Mr. A don't come, we will leave here immediately!" ”