On the third day, Zhang Peng and the other three returned to the station. When he was about to pedal the train, Zhang Peng's corner of his eye saw that there were some white flowers under the train.

Originally, he didn't care much, but the location was too conspicuous, and Lao Wan and Xiao Yun also saw it. Xiao Yun is a girl, and her mind is more delicate, and then she found Ni Duan.

"Ahh She exclaimed, pointed there, and said in a trembling voice, "He...... They died, that ...... Those three ......"

Zhang Peng and Lao Wan walked over to take a look, and they both took a breath. I saw that under the platform, there were three stripped corpses, which were the three people who were beaten by Zhang Peng before getting off the train. The corpse had several bloody holes in the back of its waist, and on closer inspection, the wounds were caused by sharp weapons such as daggers, that is, they died from homicide.

Seeing the tragic situation of the three people, Zhang Peng couldn't help but feel a little sad. From getting on the bus to the present, he has been ignoring a question, that is, how do the passengers in the car survive?

They can't stay in one place for a long time, they can't get a regular job, and they don't have a stable income. So, what should I do when my deposit runs out? Obviously, the bodies of the three men in front of him have already said it all.

The weak will be deprived of the right to live. Even the clothes, shoes, and belts of these people have not been spared, which shows how scarce the survival resources are. He still underestimated the survival instinct of human beings, as well as the cruelty and cold-bloodedness in desperate situations. He couldn't help sighing, there were few normal people on this undead train.

In silence, the three got into the car. But as soon as Zhang Peng entered the carriage, before he sat down, he felt two malicious glances sweeping over.

When I looked at it, it was two men in strange costumes. They sat on the seat on Zhang Peng's side, one with his hair coiled up, a hairpin used by the ancients, and a Taoist robe, while the other was bareheaded, with a few ring scars on it, wearing an earthy yellow monk's robe, and a string of sandalwood beads hanging from his neck.

This monk, from the moment he got into the car, his eyes never left him. Zhang Peng frowned imperceptibly. Before that, he had heard that there were many small sects in the western part of China, and there was no distinction between good and evil.

Zhang Peng looked over, and the other party immediately withdrew his gaze and looked away.

It didn't take long for Zhang Peng to find out that there were a lot of fresh faces on the car, and they were all old people, it seemed that a lot of people died on this trip, so the old people in the town were fooled by getting new tickets. After a while, he spotted a more familiar figure.

"Ouch, young man, little girl, you also take this bus......" Seeing them, the old man from the mutton shop ran over happily to say hello, and Zhang Peng also learned what happened. When a passenger was eating noodles at the restaurant, he told the old man that this train had free seats and could pass by the place where the old man's son worked, so the old man was fooled.

Zhang Peng couldn't say anything about this, he took the ticket and got on the bus, and he was a passenger. If you get out of the car again, you will probably die violently.

After the old man returned to his seat, Zhang Peng once again swept the monk next to him with the corner of his eye. I wondered what the purpose of these two people was getting into the car. Since he is a cultivator, it is difficult to deal with. With this magic chess in his hand, he had no idea what level of cultivator he could deal with.

For example, in front of Xiao Yunuo, this chess piece is just a matter of looking at it. Of course, other cultivators couldn't be so powerful. But it's like the "shadow corpse" he encountered before, which he can't deal with. As the saying goes, it is better to be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, or to observe more. He didn't have a mantra now, but even if he had, he wouldn't dare to use it again.

"This fellow Taoist ......"

Zhang Peng was thinking about it, but he greeted him first. I saw that the Taoist man made a generous gesture towards him, and introduced himself, "I am the Qingyuanzi of the Northwest Yellow Wind Guan...... and then looked at the monk next to him and said, "This is Xuan Gang, the monk of the Northwest Dapeng Temple." The two of us traveled together and traveled the world. ”

"I'm glad I will." Zhang Peng smiled and said.

"Amitabha, good, good." Xuan Gang performed the Buddha salute and pronounced the Buddha's name.

"I am Xuan Peng, a lay disciple of the Southern Lotus Temple, on the orders of the master, traveling through the red dust and increasing my knowledge." Zhang Peng replied with one hand to the Buddha's salute, and also pretended to announce the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, good, good." ”

Hearing his origin, one monk and another, his face changed slightly. After all, the Lotus Temple is a southern giant, with a thousand-year-old heritage and a profound heritage, which is not comparable to a small sect like them. However, they soon returned to normal. Come out and mix, how can you be so stupid, what others say is what you say. In addition, cultivators and cultivators can roughly judge the level of cultivation by sensing the strength of the aura on each other's bodies.

Zhang Peng's body obviously does not have a trace of aura, even if he is really a disciple of the Lotus Temple, it is estimated that he died in this great northwest, and no one knows.

After saying a few more words that were not painful or itchy, as if they were white water, the three of them did not communicate again, and each closed his eyes to recuperate. Half an hour later, at 9:30, the train left on time. The whistle blew, and the front of the car spewed out a large amount of steam, and it slowly accelerated.

After the train started, the two cultivators couldn't sit still, got up and walked to the iron gate from car 5 to car 4, observed for a while, and then walked to car 6. Zhang Peng summoned the skeleton assassin and quietly followed him in the form of a black mist.

A moment later, in the passage of carriage seven, the Taoist priest and the monk exchanged in a low voice.

"This place is a bit weird indeed." The Taoist priest said.

"That kid, you shouldn't be fooling us, right?" The monk said with some concern.

"Not really, the one named Xuan Peng should have something on him. And listening to the kid's description, it should be from the West. I also went to the Heavenly Palace's 'Western Records of Experience', which is likely to be the kind of undead summoning. The Taoist priest speculated.

"But I found that he didn't have any aura on him." The monk wondered.

"That's why it's a good thing, maybe it's his master who gave him a protective guard." The Taoist priest said.

"That's right." The monk nodded.

"Observe for a while to see what he's capable of, and then look for an opportunity to do it." The Taoist priest said.

"Or tonight, I see that the girl next to him is good-looking, just to make up for it." The monk said with a smile.

"You flower monk, you haven't done anything right, so you want to have fun. Didn't that girl make you comfortable enough last night? The Taoist priest blew his beard and glared.

"Alas, they're in their forties, a year older than me, so it's not interesting." The monk said depressedly.

"You just broke one last time, don't do these things all the time, in case you hit the iron plate one day, you will cry." The Taoist priest said.

The monk smiled, took out a small black bowl, and said, "My corpse bowl can suck the corpse into it and melt it into water." God doesn't know it, drink it, and you can still take tonics, how about it? ”

"It's really okay, but we still have to be careful, Tiangong dogs are not vegetarians." The Taoist priest said.

"In this great northwest, in the land of dragons and snakes, what can they do to me?" The monk said disapprovingly, "Three months ago, wasn't there a Heavenly Palace who was going to come to get someone from the Kujing Sect? As a result, within a few days, he was caught. Stripped naked, hung in the lobby, the dry well faction went up and down, day and seven nights, the soul flew, hahaha......" said Finally, the monk couldn't help laughing, attracting the surrounding travelers to look over.

"Look at it, haven't you seen a monk!" The monk's eyes widened, his face showed a fierce face, and he shouted loudly.

The travelers hurriedly turned their heads, not daring to look again.

"The dry well faction is dying like this, it is to destroy the door." The Taoist priest was surprised,

"It's okay...... "It's okay," the monk said with a big grin, "I heard that the mountains and rivers in the north are showing signs of loosening, and it would be good if the Tiangong Dog could be calmed down, so how can there be spare time to manage here." ”

"Anyway, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years." The Taoist priest persuaded.

As they spoke, the two walked to the iron gate of the ninth carriage and took a look. When they returned to the fifth car, Zhang Peng had already passed through the returning skeleton assassins and had a full view of their words and deeds.

It seems that it is not easy to deal with......

These two people must have some real skills, and between their words, they seem to have an understanding of the cultivation world of the entire Huaguo. However, they couldn't detect the skeleton assassin, and no matter how high their cultivation was, they were limited, after all, the skeleton assassin would not dare to approach Ma Jinglei.

But then again, he doesn't know how powerful Ma Jinglei is. It feels like it should be similar to Qin Yong in the Security Section.

Fortunately, the Taoist priest was more cautious. Before figuring out his details, he didn't dare to do it. Now, it is necessary for him to pretend to be unfathomable and make the other party feel jealous.

So, he took out his pipe, dismantled a cigarette, lit it with a match, and blew a puff of cigarette at Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun covered her nose, fanned herself, and said angrily, "It's so bad~"

At this moment, the smoke suddenly coalesced and turned into a rose. Xiao Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, "Wow, that's amazing!" ”

The rose became the word "for you" and then back again. Xiao Yun reached out to grab it, but the smoke condensed in mid-air and couldn't catch it.

The two cultivators next to him saw it and looked at each other, both with a hint of horror in their eyes. Before they came, they heard from the young man who gave them the ticket that this man named Xuanpeng could turn smoke into armor. At first, they thought there was some treasure, but now it seems that it is not a treasure at all, but some kind of arbitrary method to control the smoke.

In this world, the method of concealing cultivation has gone to the sea, and what kind of turtle breath technique, hiding technique, and introverted technique, as long as the cultivation is a cut higher than them, you will not be able to feel the aura of the other party at all, unless you use some cracked Dao techniques.

The Dao man secretly adjusted his aura, a subtle aura flashed in his eyes, and when he looked at "Xuanpeng" again, he was so shocked that he almost had a storm of aura and went mad.

I saw that in Xuan Peng's heart, there was a trace of purple qi lingering, if there was nothing, it was looming. This discovery alone made the Taoist priest fall into an ice cave, glad that he did not act recklessly, otherwise he would have fallen on the spot.