After dawn, the two flew back to the town, and just arrived at the entrance of the town, they saw Shifang looking at each other with anxiety on their faces.

"Master."

Shifang ran to Bai Yun and shouted, Bai Yun touched Shifang's bald head and smiled:

"Let's continue on our journey, Master Zhang, and we'll meet again when we have a fate."

张斌 says:

"Master Baiyun, the little monk of the Ten Directions, we are destined to meet again."

The three of them were separated at the entrance of the town, Zhang Bin was about to find a secluded place to leave, a sound of horses' hooves rushed in the town, he looked back, a man with several scars on his face rode a horse and galloped, and saw Zhang Bin standing at the intersection without intending to restrain and crash into it.

"Boy, Dead Open"

The scar man waved a seven-star knife in his hand, and when he saw that Zhang Bin didn't flash and didn't let a roar, he swung the knife and slashed, Zhang Bin muttered:

"I'm leaving, and I'm running into another guy who is dying."

Zhang Bin still didn't move, but a sword light flew from the town, stabbed directly into the scar man's vest with a snort, and with a figure rushing forward, the long sword flew upside down and fell into the hands of the figure.

The horse stopped, Zhang Bin looked at the rushing figure with a pout, it was not the fake Yan Chixia who collected the account but the one, the fake Yan Chixia walked closer and saw Zhang Bin, he scratched his head and asked:

"You, aren't you the scholar who he and the little monk are in Lanruo Temple? Why doesn't that monster eat you? ”

Zhang Bin smiled, he pointed to a cloth bag around the waist of the fake Yan Chixia and said:

"I'd like to borrow something from the bag around your waist to see what you can offer. If I can bear it, I'll give it to you, just look at a stick of incense for a while, and never take it away. What do you think? ”

Fake Yan Chixia was stunned, Zhang Bin actually wanted to see the things in his cloth bag, which was his cultivation method, this was the treasure of his sect, he looked Zhang Bin up and down, but saw Zhang Bin take out a fifty taels of gold ingots from his arms and throw it in his hand.

"Gollum"

The sound of swallowing saliva in the throat of the fake Yan Chixia made Zhang Bin laugh secretly, and he couldn't lure others. Gold is far more important to this guy than anything else, he took out an ingot of gold again, and Fake Yan Chixia hurriedly nodded and said:

"Two hundred taels. I'll let you see the incense time, but if you dare to move your heart, there is no way, the baby is the master. ”

Zhang Bin nodded and took out two ingots of gold again, tens of thousands of tons on him. How much of a role has long been lost. In exchange for a set of exercises, two hundred taels will be picked up for nothing.

Fake Yan Chixia is not afraid that Zhang Bin will take away his scroll, that is because of the relationship of recognizing the master, the mantra will come back as soon as the scroll comes out, not to mention the time of a stick of incense, even if he remembers some of the exercises, it will not have any impact on him.

When the gold arrived, the fake Yan Chixia took a few bites. After confirming that the gold was genuine, he opened the cloth bag and handed the scroll like a bamboo slip to Zhang Bin.

"Edgeworthiness. Qimen Five Elements Escape Method, Qimen Formation Annotation"

Zhang Bin glanced over, the swordsmanship is similar to Yan Chixia's, but the Qimen Five Elements Escape on this really opened his eyes, the Five Elements of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire and Earth, if you practice to the extreme, the power of the Five Elements is not harmful to yourself, and the Qimen Formation Annotation explains more than a dozen Qimen Formations, and the rest of the various small spells he also swept in the blink of an eye, but at tea time, he put away the scroll and handed it to the fake Yan Chixia and said with a smile:

"I've read it, it's a good exercise, if you are proficient in all of them, you will definitely be a generation of grandmaster-level cultivators."

Fake Yan Chixia checked the scroll, he smiled and put away the scroll and gold, and then ran to touch the corpse and pick up the weapon and pull the horse, and when he remembered to ask Zhang Bin, he looked back but never saw a figure again.

"This person is really strange, give me two hundred taels of gold for nothing, now I can buy a mountain and re-establish my Qimen Sect." Fake Yan Chixia muttered.

"Alas, pick up a set of exercises for nothing, two hundred taels of gold, hehehe"

In the plane first-aid station, Zhang Bin looked at the Qimen Dunzong exercises left behind by the scan, and smiled strangely, and Qian'er in his arms muttered:

"What's so funny, for you, two hundred taels of gold is not as good as two pieces of scrap iron, but for that fake Yan Chixia, it takes several years to get it, you treat him as a fool, and he still treats you as a Kaizi, do you think that awkward exercise can be remembered by a few people, unless it is an immortal-level powerhouse, and that kind of strong person still cares about this kind of human exercise?"

Zhang Bin laughed dryly, he looked back at Nie Xiaoqian who was sitting next to him, the female ghost covered her mouth and smiled, seeing Zhang Bin looking at her, Nie Xiaoqian walked up to him, rubbed his temples gently with her little hands and smiled:

"Engong, Sister Qian'er can say, you have a lot of things, and you need a lot of help from our sisters."

"When you get here, don't call me Engong, call me Brother Bin." Zhang Bin squinted his eyes and whispered.

Nie Xiaoqian smiled:

"I'll call you Engong, just like Xiaohong Xiaobai calls you master, Sister Qian'er calls you Bin, and the sisters in the lounge call you husband, so it's better."

Zhang Bin didn't care, he tilted his head slightly, leaning back like his group of ladies massaging him, and he was shocked when he leaned on it, it was not his wife who was behind him.

He was about to return to his original state, but Nie Xiaoqian gently hugged his head and whispered:

"Engong, when I become a ghost immortal, I wonder if Engong will be able to pity him at that time?"

What does this mean? Zhang Bin raised his head slightly, Nie Xiaoqian's face was happy, and Qian'er in Zhang Bin's arms pouted and smiled:

"I knew Bin was such a person, but I liked it, giggles"

Qian'er's laughter made Zhang Bin vaguely feel a trace of sourness, even if it is a red queen, there is a mechanical life form now, even if the biological nature is different, then she can stay with Zhang Bin, although this Nie Xiaoqian is a ghost, she already has a ghost body, she can still face Zhang Bin in reality.

And Qian'er's illusory body didn't know when it would change, Zhang Bin's fingers lightly touched Qian'er's face, as if he felt the concern in Zhang Bin's heart, and Xiao Qian's cheek was also motionless against Zhang Bin

Leaving the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, it has been a week in the blink of an eye, Zhang Bin is as relaxed as a crane in the clouds, entering the first-aid station at night, he will wander around during the day, occasionally go into the city to buy something, and stay in the bar and café for a few hours to ensure that he does not live out of this world.

In the Gordon coffee shop in Shangdu, Zhang Bin lowered his head and drank coffee, now he is not rejecting anything, when he was a small white-collar worker, his least favorite thing is to drink coffee, but now he drinks it indifferently, watching the traffic outside the window, but he has nothing to compare this stable environment with his experience.

The desperation and struggle in the biochemical world, the hypocritical leaders in the Starship Troopers world, the killing and ruthlessness in the edge of tomorrow (to be continued.) )