At that time, the ghost house was built by Zhang Yuhai and the people in the country, and in the later period, the ghost house felt that they were about to run out, so they disbanded themselves, leaving only a Muhan mage to stay there and resist.

In addition, I also learned about the Twin Snake Sword Organization that works with the Ghost House. The main person in charge of that organization turned out to be a woman. And that woman is still Zhang Yuhai's person.

In this way, I can roughly see the face of the real ghost house.

The so-called ghost house, it should actually be called the head of the Tuohui. Then, he was connected to another group of overseas foreigners who were fighting swords with two snakes.

Toutuo will always attract those practitioners who have gone into exile because they have committed this or that kind of thing. They organized these people together. Adopt a cult-like approach, brainwash them, and be driven by them. So as to do some marginal business overseas and domestically.

In addition, the person with the appearance of a wax shell is an upgraded version of the artificial opening of the heavenly eye.

The real inventor of this method is the boss of the Toutuo Society. Zhang Yushan.

This is a very big gain.

Because, pass guò a little. I basically figured out the context of the entire Dagaoshu rivers and lakes.

The right way to overlord is a force. The Toutuo Society is a group, and the so-called Twin Snake Coiled Swords are just a small group in Europe, and its influence is far less powerful than that of the Toutuo. In the end, Chen Zheng is another one.

And now, Chen Zheng has joined Toutuo.

This is the basic form of this great high-tech rivers and lakes at present. Pond beans are privately carried.

With that out of my mind, I glanced at Steven, who was staring at me motionless with a pair of eyes.

I didn't take his life, I just threw down four words. Shape up or ship out.

Dropping these four words, I led Mr. Kong together and continued to embark on a journey to find people.

After walking dozens of steps, the old man took out a few sticks of ginseng from his body, plus two large pancakes, and after we took a bite, the old man took out the gun he found from Steven.

"Foreigners, foreigners, they really dare to do it, they are really not afraid of being damned." The old man said with emotion.

I said, "Is there any explanation for this?" “

Old man: "I heard people say in the old days that in the Ming Dynasty, we could make this thing." Some powerful characters, having already thought of it, make this kind of bullet. But our ancestors knew that once this thing was invented, it would cause a monstrous catastrophe about human civilization, so ......"

The old man shook his head and said, "In the old days, people didn't do it. “

I said, "Yes, the Taoist people are all great and virtuous people with compassion in their hearts. If they had done it, they would have done it a long time ago. But what I'm afraid of is this thing, it's too against heaven and earth. “

Old man: "Little brother, then you say, how can foreigners make this?" Aren't they afraid? “

I laughed. , in the words of Mr. Liao Zhiqiu, he said to the old man: "How long has the civilization of foreigners risen? It's only two or three hundred. What about China? Thousands of years! In this world, all the qiē are reincarnated, and the foreigners' set will last for another one or two hundred years at most, and after these two hundred years, it is the time when the things of our ancestors will really be carried forward. “

Liao Zhiqiu said a truth.

If heaven wants people to die, they must first be mad.

Look at who is enjoying the best treatment, using the most abundant materials, but doing the least work, and then is not satisfied, and who owes us the most money.

Yes, you owe a lot, life is good, you are crazy, sooner or later you will perish.

Zhiqiu's predecessors told me that whether people will live a good life and whether a civilization can develop for a long time depends on the attitude of this civilization towards the world.

If only it is an endless stranglehold and plundering of the earth's resources.

That is just around the corner.

After a brief replenishment of some food, the old man and I got up and continued walking.

Twenty minutes later, Mr. Kong and I met a person who was the least likely to appear here in this dry rice bowl area.

He was a monk.

In the snowstorm, he wore a very shabby monk's robe, carried a yellow pocket on his body, and did not wear a hat on his head.

To be honest, when I first saw this person, I even felt like I was dazzled.

Turning my head and looking closely, I found that I didn't see the flowers, this was indeed a monk, in his early fifties, with a dignified face, and his steps between his movements were very slow. Except that, he doesn't have any so-called martial arts on him.

He has a kind of power that I can't say, which is similar to the kind of spiritual power that Duan Predecessor used to cast at the beginning, as hot as the sun.

A person with a vicious mind and a murderous heart will not have this kind of power in his body.

I looked at him from afar and knew he was a good man. So, I swooped with Mr. Kong, and jumped over in a few steps.

When the two of us walked up to this monk.

He was stunned for a moment, looked up and looked at it repeatedly, and said, "Two donors, why did you come here, hurry, this is not the place you came from, go back quickly." Ah...... Are you lost? “

He asked with a look of concern.

I clenched my fist at the monk: "Master, dare to ask what to call it?" “

The monk moved his fingers and said to me, "Jiuhua Mountain, explain the truth of clumsiness." ”

Master Humble Truth!

It's him!

The first time I heard the name of the Humble Truth, I was still in Chita at that time, and the first time I saw Old Man Dong make a move, after he subdued the mutated monster made by the old Maozi, he said to a few ghost people, go to the Humble Truth Monk of Jiuhua Mountain, and the latter can turn their bloodline into the suffering of being accused by others.

Since then, this humble monk has always come to my mind.

I've always imagined what kind of person this mage would be, whether he was a master of kung fu, or what kind of spell he was proficient in.

I didn't expect to see him here today.

It's not surprising that Humble Truth is here.

Old Man Dong and Humble Di must be friends, and Old Man Dong is currently practicing in this area. There are so many people in this area right now, and it's going to cause a big problem. So, the old man invited the humble monk here.

Due to the flow of fate, I didn't expect that the powerful person I heard about when I first entered the rivers and lakes a few years ago would appear directly in front of me.

I looked at the clumsy truth, but ......

In addition to the powerful spiritual power that I just grasped from him.

I don't feel anything anymore.

He's just an ordinary guy now. He looks ordinary, belongs to the kind that can't be found in the pile of monks, and his clothes are ordinary, neither shabby nor beautiful. He is like the monk in the temple photographed in the early 80s, natural, calm, peaceful, and then living in the temple sweeping the fallen leaves, guarding the green lantern, and clinging to the ancient scrolls, it is his life......

At that moment, I clenched my fist at Humble Di and said, "We are martial arts practitioners, and this time we have friends trapped here." Also, Master, I once heard of your name, which was spoken by an old man surnamed Dong. ”

When he heard this, he said, "Oh, I think about it, you should be called Guan Ren." Yes, I later cultivated the aisle. Who are you coming with, yes, Qi Dao Chang, Qi Dao Chang led you to cultivate. “

I smiled and said, "Yes, my seniors took me for a while. “

Humble Di: "I see, what about this one?" ”

Old Man Kong finally spoke at this time, he walked over with his arms crossed and said: "More than 20 years ago, the person who burned the hundreds of catties of tobacco leaves collected by me and Lao Dong was you." ”

Humble Di smiled and said, "Smoking is not good, smoking is not good." That's really bad, I saw that Dong Shizhu was addicted to this thing, so I ......"

Old Man Kong didn't say a word, picked up his cigarette pouch and pot, lit it and smoked it.

Don't overdo it, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south......

I looked at it and wanted to be happy, so I said, "Okay, Master, and you, senior, okay, let's go quickly, the snow is getting heavier and heavier." ”

Old Man Kong snorted, put away the cigarette pouch and pot, and then pulled the monk we picked up and walked straight ahead.

In the middle of the trip, I discovered that this humble master was really just an ordinary person.

In addition, the temperament he reveals is also completely ordinary.

He doesn't seem to have Zong Kui's extremely high attainments.

But this is only the appearance.

It's really just a façade, because soon, I got to see the ability of the humble truth.

Walked for almost thirty minutes.

Then he said that he answered a call from an old man Dong, and the old man's phone was very clear, only saying that he should come here to save people and ferry people.

Without saying a word, he put down the phone and took the train to the northeast.

Asking all the way, he came here, and that's when he met us.

At this time, we were walking back and forth along a pile of large stones that looked like some kind of Stonehenge. Suddenly, Humble Di stretched out his finger and pointed ahead and said, "Hey, look, there's not a person there." ”

Nowadays, perception is no longer useful here.

It was as if I had entered the cave of the Qinling Mountains full of large bronze bells, and I felt nothing. So, as soon as I said this, I looked up and saw that there seemed to be a humanoid thing leaning against a stone more than twenty meters away.

The snow was so heavy that it covered the man's body.

I glanced at it from a distance, and was about to pass over, when Old Man Kong pulled out his gun, swished, and fled.

As soon as he saw the gun, he shook his head and recited the Buddha's name again.

And at this time, I also followed the old man to touch it.

to the nearest place. The old man had already pulled the snow off this man's body.

In the blink of an eye, he stretched out his finger again, put it under the man's nostrils and tried it, and then he said, "It seems that there is still breath." “

When I looked at this person, I could probably tell that the figure was not from other places, but from a local.

"Senpai, do you know him?"

I crouched down and asked, pointing to the man's face.

Old Man Kong stretched out his hand and pulled this person's face, he looked at it carefully and said, "It seems to be from which tun, what kind of person, I think about it, this face looks familiar." Oh, I remember, old Han, the one who danced the great god! ”

As soon as Mr. Kong said this, the picture I saw in the skewer shop suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Isn't the apprentice that Da Xian'er said about Mrs. Dong accepted by Lao Han just called Lao Han?

Could it be that he has fallen into something?

Because this matter is related to the whereabouts of Mrs. Dong, I immediately reached out and touched his chest, and then helped him live the blood in his heart, and then woke him up.

I don't want to reach out just now, this old Han, whoosh, he reacted very quickly, like lightning, and reached out and grabbed my hand, and then he......

After screaming, I put my hand directly into his mouth.

Look for death!

Senior Kong roared and stretched out his hand to pat this old Han's head.

I didn't want to shout again, stay alive!

In an instant, he rushed up, and then he grabbed ahead of Senior Kong, and reached out to touch Lao Han's head.

Immediately after, he raised his palm with one hand, and quickly muttered something I didn't understand, and then the old Han seemed to have taken sleeping pills, and his eyelids first fought vigorously, and finally he tilted his body, plopped and fell asleep on the ground.

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