Exiting the battle area, it has been a day in the blink of an eye, everyone moved to another spacious villa, rested for a day, and seeing that everyone was almost recovered, Qingkong gathered everyone and asked Chu Xuan, who was biting a big red apple while reading the newspaper: "Chu Xuan, come and see, what side plots can be taken here." ”

Chu Xuan put down the newspaper and took another bite of the apple: "If you want to talk about side plots, there are many of them, all supernatural horror films made in Japan may be side plots, and American horror movies may also be side plots." We can't find out one by one to do it, so we can only choose the side plots that may get relatively more rewards to do. ”

"Not bad." Qingkong nodded, "If you want to talk about Japan's side plots, the first thing that comes to my mind is that Japan's three major artifacts, the Grass Pheasant Sword, the Yachi Mirror, and the Yasaka Qiongquyu, these should be side plots, and the rewards will definitely not be low." ”

"And Kinkakuji, the base camp of Japanese ninjas." Chu Xuan took it, "Others, such as Sadako, Tokyo Super Horror Legend, Midnight Murder Bell, Ghost Call, and Che Ling, should all be side plots. ”

"But we can basically only do one a day at most." Qingkong took a sip of red wine, "So I can only choose a few to do." Also, I decided to work in groups to do these tasks. ”

"What!?" Zheng Zha, who was bragging and farting with Zhang Jie, suddenly jumped out when he heard this, "Captain, do you want to leave us alone?" Are you going to leave us alone with something terrible like the one in the Curse? You're so ruthless! Thinking of the terrifying scene when Gaco's attack, everyone was in a cold sweat.

"That's right." Qingkong unceremoniously admitted. "I just want you to deal with that kind of thing."

Zheng Zha was directly speechless.

Qingkong said indifferently: "I want you to go, it's for your good, and I want to know the way." You're still basically rookies on the battlefield against ghosts, so I'm going to ask you to face that kind of thing, and let you go through it once, and really get that experience. ”

"But haven't we already been through it once?" Zheng Zhe didn't give up, he really didn't want to face that kind of ghost thing anymore.

"Is that what you experienced?" Qing blanked his look, "You're just watching." At most, it's an assist, it's always been me, and you've never faced anything like that head-on. I haven't experienced the pressure, stimulation and suffocation that that kind of thing brings to you, and it's no different from not experiencing it, as for the battle with hundreds of female ghosts. Say it yourself. It's like a war or a ghost movie. ”

The crowd wanted to answer, but they couldn't speak.

Qingkong said helplessly: "Okay, it's not for you to die, don't cry there with a sad face." ”

"If it's like a curse, isn't it the same as sending it to death?" Zheng Zha couldn't help but refute.

"How is that possible!" Qingkong rolled his eyes, "That's the result of the difficulty of seven people coming together, well, you don't need everyone to go together." But there are a few people who have to go. ”

"Zheng Zhe, Zhang Jie, Zero, you must go." Qingkong pointed them out one by one.

"For what?!" Zheng Zhe jumped up again.

Qingkong said indifferently, "Because you are firefighters, warriors, and snipers. In the future, you will have to face various enemies head-on, so you must overcome the fear of ghosts. ”

"What about her?" Zheng Zha couldn't help but point at Zhao Yingkong. Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Zheng Zha.

"Do you want a little girl Sakura to face that kind of thing?" Ming Yanwei couldn't help but say.

"But isn't she a warrior?" Zheng Zhe found out that his behavior was inappropriate with a finger, but now he simply finished speaking.

Before Qingkong could answer, Chu Xuan had already said indifferently: "She has already faced it." ”

"Huh?!" The crowd was obviously taken aback, "When?" ”

"The next night, come with me," Chu Xuan replied indifferently, "Is there any more problem?" ”

"It's gone." Zheng Zhe opened his mouth, and then sat down on the sofa dejectedly.

"Very good, the three of you, plus Chu Xuan and Arnold, form a team to find the side plot. This team has Chu Xuan as the captain, find what plot to ask him, by the way, take this. As he spoke, he took out two skateboard-like things, "Thanks to the last horror movie, this is the Green Goblin skateboard that Chu Xuan and I made based on the information we brought back, with a load of less than one ton and a maximum speed of 1,000 kilometers per hour, and you need to unlock the first-order genetic lock when driving, so that you can act quickly." "Green Goblin skateboards have actually been made by Chu Xuan and Qingkong, but there are not too many people who can use them now.

"What are you going to do, Captain? And them? Zheng Zhe still looked very leisurely now, and the others felt awkward, especially Zhan Lan was still winking at him and smiling.

"They're still non-combatants, so it's better to stay here, it's safe here. As for me," Qingkong smiled slightly, "of course I'm going to get back the three major Japanese artifacts, okay, let's rest today, let's set off tomorrow and enjoy the rest of the time." As he spoke, he stood up and stretched, and walked upstairs.

Zheng Zha and the others were about to go to the last carnival, but they saw Qingkong suddenly turn around again: "Oh, by the way, although we have survived the attack of the coconut, but don't forget, the main god will not let us have a good time, so you still have to be careful, you must know that the cocout is not dead." ”

"Ahh Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but wail for it.

Ignoring this, he set out on his own journey early the next morning, and the first thing he chose was a shrine in Nagoya, one of the three major shrines in Japan, with an area of 190,000 square meters. Recorded in the Kojiki, Japan's oldest history book, compiled in the 7th century, this shrine is a shrine with a long history, and is a place where the grass pheasant sword, one of the three sacred artifacts that symbolizes the succession to the throne, was enshrined in the past emperors. Legend has it that the Grass Pheasant Sword was taken from the tail of the Yaki Orochi by the exiled Susanoo and offered to Amaterasu, and was later given to the Emperor of Japan, a descendant of Amaterasu. During the reign of Emperor Keikyo, he was handed over to the Japanese warrior by his uncle Wahime, the emperor's son. About the grass pheasant sword, also known as the Tiancong cloud sword, there are many records in Japanese history books and myths and legends, and it is an irreplaceable divine object in the hearts of the Japanese.

The Yachigo Orochi is a huge monster with eight snake heads and eight tails in Japanese legend, with moss, cypress and cedar trees on its body, and its body can fill eight valleys and eight hills. Its belly was always bloody, as if it had eroded. Originally, it was worshipped as a god of water. It came to Izumo from Takashi and ate a girl as a sacrifice every year, and was later killed by Susanoo.

Qingkong is now outside the shrine, stepping in the void, looking down, quietly watching the Japanese priests in the shrine busy, the corners of his mouth showing a sneer.

In the shrine, the grass pheasant sword lies quietly on a delicate knife stand decorated with dragon and phoenix patterns and precious stones in the middle of the main hall. Not far in front of the Grass Pheasant Sword, three Japanese priests knelt on the futon with solemn expressions, their eyes closed, their hands folded, their lips trembled slightly, and in the darkness around the main hall, there were six ordinary people who could not detect the sound of slight breathing.

"The lineup is good, there are three great grandmasters plus six grandmaster-level masters guarding it, but unfortunately, your opponent is me, so it is doomed to your tragedy!" A cruel smile appeared on Qingkong's face, and the murderous aura gradually rose from his heart, and with a flash of his figure, he had already broken into the main hall, appeared in front of the sword frame of the grass pheasant sword, and picked up the artifact that the Japanese had worshiped for thousands of years: "This sword is okay, leave it for Sakuraku." ”

"What kind of person dares to trespass into the Divine Palace and put down the Divine Sword!" Seeing this, the three guardian priests hurriedly stood up, and they all shot out in unison, and came towards the siege of the sky.

Qingkong's gaze froze, and between turning his hands, the sky clouds had already snatched out of the sheath, turning into a dazzling match, whistling through the sky.

"Poof-" The blood flashed, and the three guardian priests who rushed up all froze in unison, stopping in place, disappearing lives, annihilated souls, and killing.

"I can't help myself!" A master at the level of a great grandmaster, maybe he still needed to face it squarely, but for him now, it is too weak.

Seeing this, the six Grandmaster masters hidden in the shadows couldn't help but be slightly startled, but before they could react, the sword light of Tiancongyun had already appeared in front of their eyes.

One sword, kill!

Qingkong slowly turned around, his face was full of a hideous and terrifying smile, a terrifying killing aura, and endless great demon fear, all in one thought.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of gongs, and a dazzling burst of fire suddenly erupted in front of the main hall, mixed with the sound of chaotic footsteps and terrible shouts.

"Very well, let all of this be destroyed!" In his eyes, two fierce gazes burst out, Qingkong sneered, and the Tiancong Cloud in his hand suddenly shot out a terrifying sword qi, roaring up from the ground, straight to the nine heavens, and in an instant, that sword light exploded in mid-air, and the boundless sword rain fell like an overwhelming fall.

At the same time, a raging flame erupted from Qingkong's body, and then violently erupted in all directions, and in an instant, the entire shrine was engulfed in flames, sword rain and flames raged wildly, everything collapsed, broken, collapsed, shattered, and burned in the torrent of power, and finally turned into ashes, and the shrine dedicated to the artifact completely became a hell, in hell, of course, no creature can survive, except for the god (to be continued......