Outside the airport, no one answered,

Only the cold wind unique to Tibet is like a knife, whimpering and blowing across the earth.

The rough man held half of his red and swollen face, looked at Qi Xuance in shock, and forgot to get up for a while.

Qi Xuance didn't bother to pay attention to the rough man, the reason why he made a brazen move and was targeted was on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was also a message.

A 'he's coming' message.

It doesn't matter how many witchers roam the Tibetan lands;

Whether it is related to the Kinugawa River or not;

Now that he's here,

Then, all the rules have to be restarted.

This is Pingjiang Lane, the courage it should have!

......

Leaving the airport for a leisurely walk, Qi Xuance walked along a wide road paved with gravel.

He didn't choose to ask the people behind the rough guy, because he didn't care—why care if he could fight?

Therefore, Qi Xuance would rather enjoy the magnificent scenery of the alpine mountains slowly under the clear blue and pure sky.

Anyway, that slap has already been thrown out, no matter if it is a babbling stream or a monstrous flood, just come, frown, and your young master Xuance will crawl back to Pingjiang Lane......

There are few pedestrians on the road,

Occasionally, there are off-road vehicles whistling back and forth,

After a leisurely moment, Qi Xuance's gaze fell on a pilgrim most of the time.

The man's long hair was knotted with felt, his rough black and red face was indiscernible in gender, he was wrapped in a torn cotton jacket of no original color, and his elbows and knees were tied with planks.

Every few steps, he would fold his hands, kneel reverently, and then prostrate himself and throw himself to the ground.

pilgrim

Trek thousands of miles in this unique way, just to crawl in front of the Potala Palace and meet the Buddha in your heart.

Such a person is dirty, but his heart is pure.

The subspecies of Hell will never find such a person, because their hearts have long been occupied by pure faith.

Qi Xuance sighed, flipped out the little ink-colored card again, and said in his heart, where is this maverick hell brother now?

The thin old man said Tibet,

However, Tibet is a vast territory of 1.2 million square kilometers, which occupies nearly one-eighth of the country's land area.

I put the ink-colored card under my nose and sniffed it, but there was no information.

Qi Xuance knew in his heart that the Ghost Nu Chuan was not an ordinary person, nor was it comparable to twin xenomorph corpses.

As a mid-level hell subspecies, according to the ranking made by humans for hell creatures, it ranks at least the top seventy, and can be friends with the old man, and the level of the Kinugawa is even higher.

If such a subspecies of hell wants to hide its deeds, unless it is stared at for a long time, there is really no good way to do it for a while.

It's really a needle in a haystack...... I just hope that slap will have some effect.

Qi Xuance shook his head, decided not to think about it anymore, raised his eyes, and saw a tavern with a civil structure on the side of the road.

Gaji Tavern,

There are many ribbons hanging on the roofs of the square houses, cheese and bacon are drying on the pitted walls, and the air is filled with the rich aroma of barley wine.

Thinking about the food on the plane, Qi Xuance suddenly felt that he had wronged himself, and he raised his feet and entered the tavern.

The interior of the tavern is all wooden, with wooden tables and chairs, and a wooden staircase leading to the second floor, which is decorated in a distinctly Tibetan style.

Maybe it's not a meal, and the tavern doesn't have a single guest.

The Tibetan boss behind the counter, wearing a wide Tibetan robe, saw the guest come to the door, and only said in a stiff Mandarin: "What to eat." The tone was not enthusiastic.

"What's there?" Qi Xuance casually picked a table and sat down.

"Wine, meat. ”

"Then come to the wine and the meat. Qi Xuance said with a smile.

He liked the rugged feeling, the tavern and the guests were the relationship between supply and demand, and other than that, all the warmth and politeness were nothing more than the monetary interest.

The wine is a large bowl of barley wine, mellow,

The meat is a large pot of yak meat, fragrant,

Qi Xuance buried his head in eating and drinking, feasting heavily, eating nonsense, and only the tip of his nose was sweating, and then he let out a hearty moan.

At this moment, the front of the tavern was dark, and two people dressed as tourists, one tall and one short, walked in.

"What to eat?"

The Tibetan boss still greeted him coldly.

The two of them ignored it, walked up to Qi Xuance, and whispered: "Dare to ask this friend, but is there someone from Pingjiang Lane?"

Qi Xuance smiled, and said in his heart that the slap finally worked, wiped the oil stains on his mouth, and nodded.

The two people who were standing received an affirmative answer, and Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

One of the dwarfs with a scar on his cheek said: "Someone from Pingjiang Lane is finally here, and we are all bullied by those Ah San, damn." ”

Another tall middle-aged man said: "In the past two years, Tibet has become a mess, and it is all caused by that Shiva holy land, saying that they are hunting down the subspecies of hell, and the devil knows what moths they are doing." ”

The two witchers were indignant, presumably suffering a lot.

Qi Xuance smiled: "May I ask who the two are-"

Only then did the two of them remember that they hadn't introduced themselves yet, smiled awkwardly, and said tallly: "My name is Ling Feng, this is Gao Qi, and we are demon hunters in the Ganliang region." ”

Qi Xuance in the Ganliang area knew that it was not far from Tibet, so he smiled and said: "The two of you are not in a hurry, have you eaten, do you want to come to the pot of yak meat pads, the taste is good." ”

Ling Feng and Gao Qi glanced at each other, sat down, and the Tibetan boss served wine and meat to eat again.

The two of them probably didn't have much appetite, and after hesitating, Gao Qi couldn't help but ask, "I don't know how many people came to Pingjiang Lane this time?"

These words made Qi Xuance stunned for a moment, and he said in his heart, to find a middle-level hell subspecies, we have to go into battle together, so he said, "How many do you think we should come?"

"Naturally, the more the merrier!" said the two of them in unison.

Qi Xuance felt funny, and said: "I'm afraid that the two of you have some misunderstanding about Pingjiang Lane, in fact, I came alone." ”

Ling Feng Gao Qi's face was stunned when he heard this, and he was stunned before he said, "Step down...... One person, but there are six demon hunters in the holy land of Shiva, will Pingjiang Lane ......?"

They were embarrassed to continue, but Qi Xuance still heard it, and the two of them were worried about whether Pingjiang Lane would be a little bigger.

Qi Xuance was a little helpless, and said that his old man was really a talent, and even his peers couldn't figure out the details of Pingjiang Lane, but the problem was that our family didn't cover it up, just a dilapidated building stood there, and the dog could sprinkle a bubble in front of the door......

However, Qi Xuance was not interested in the two demon hunters and handed over the ink-colored card.

"Two, let's talk about it later, have you ever seen the person on the card?"

Ling Feng took the ink-colored card and looked at it, his thin face suddenly became a little shocked, and Gao Qi on the side glanced at it, also with a frightened face.

"What, have you seen it?"

Qi Xuance was a little curious about the expressions of the two.

Ling Feng, who came back to his senses, threw the ink-colored card on the table and slid his throat with difficulty, looking at that expression, as if ordinary people had seen a ghost in the daytime.

Gao Qi was more unbearable than him, and he gurgled and his teeth chattered with fright......