Lao Jiu was wrapped in yin qi and roared excitedly and pounced on the high priest.

After a plop.

The high priest fell to the ground.

At the top of Shu Mountain, there is silence.

The high priestess's scepter fell at Qi Rin's feet.

The latter only glanced at it, and then looked at the high priest.

A few seconds later, at the edge of the observation deck, the High Priest who had come out of the Nightmare World opened his eyes and did not immediately get up from the ground.

Instead, he raised his head slightly, and glanced at the young man sitting on the bronze shield on the other side who was quietly watching him.

In the nightmare world just now, the ghost Lao Jiu taught him a lesson.

As for what class it is?

The High Priest swore that he would never experience such a dream again in his life.

He didn't know what that dream was all about.

Why did you suddenly faint and then travel to a world where you were aware of pain and other sensations?

The High Priest didn't know anything, all he knew was that the skull god had been staring at him.

A cold wind blew, and the High Priest's mind, filled with nightmares of fear, seemed to regain its functioning.

He shook his head violently, and quickly got up from the ground.

Immediately after, his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground again with an ordinary sound.

"Hall Master!"

"I thought you were there."

The high priest was in mourning at the moment, and he realized that Fan Zhong was right at this moment, when he was trapped in the information cocoon.

This young man is not a skeleton man's horse boy!

This extremely young-looking man is a skeleton man!

And, Skeleton People aren't just skeletons.

He also has a strange ability to make people fall to the ground and convulse in the cold wind!

And, that dream just now, maybe

The high priest was clapping his hands on the ground and crying.

was stopped by Qi Rin raising his hand.

It was not the High Priest himself who took the initiative to stop it, but

The high priest only felt a cold breath rushing from his tail vertebrae to the top of the Heavenly Spirit Cover!

Not only did the cold freeze his body, but even his soul began to become chaotic and bloated.

As Qi Rin raised his hand slightly, the coldness disappeared.

At this moment, the high priest already understood, and the young man in front of him did not seem to like the pretentiousness of that kind of scene.

The high priest immediately changed his train of thought and looked at Qi Rin with a solemn expression, although he did not stand up, he still maintained a kneeling posture.

But there was a holy solemnity on his countenance.

"Hall Master, I am absolutely loyal to you!"

Qi Rin looked at him silently, according to Lao Jiu's report, this wall grass is a person who knows the current affairs very well.

Regarding the matter of the black straight Tang horizontal knife, he quickly spit it out.

According to the previous ghost report, the ghosts learned from the chatter of the upper echelons of the Hall of the Dead that a person with a black straight Tang horizontal knife appeared here.

But they don't know the exact name, and the only information they know is that they accompanied a major man in Beicheng.

Coincidentally.

As early as a month ago, the team of undead who were ambushed at the site of Zhen Haoren's attack reported that a man dressed in black and masking his face was trying to approach the location of the armored convoy.

Later, the ghost was about to restrain the other party, but for some reason, a prop on the other party's body that was supposed to be a warning jade pendant exploded, and then the person tore open a scroll and disappeared.

The only piece of information left was that the man's weapon was a straight black Tang horizontal knife.

Blood drawn.

The death of Zhen Haoren.

It seems that all the clues point to the owner of the knife.

Qi Rin had sent a ghost to Beicheng before, and learned that the major general was indeed subordinate to Beicheng.

And he is still the speaker of Beicheng, and he grasps the military and political power.

This made Qi Rin a little puzzled, because he didn't understand the base camp in the southeast of the military, how could he let this person grasp the military and political power?

That's not right at all!

Unless that person does not obey the orders of the southeast base camp, it is impossible to arrest the military and the government.

But it didn't matter, Qi Rin just wanted to find the owner of the knife.

Then, let him suffer as much as he does, so that he can apologize.

But unfortunately, he never found the other party and the Tang Hengdao.

It was as if the knife was gone.

And the major general has been living in a hut where a large number of magical anti-hidden totems exist, and the ghost cannot enter quietly, so he can only wait for the opportunity.

Now I got information from the high priest, that person's name is Zong Heng, and it seems that he is the confidant of the major general.

In other words, there is no doubt that it belongs to the Beicheng Security Zone, and even, maybe the one named Zong Heng is just a knife, and the real murderer is the major general.

For now, the South-East Safe Zone can be temporarily excluded.

Qi Rin was ready to quickly solve the matter of Shushan, and rushed to the Beicheng safety area as soon as possible after getting the psychotropic medicine.

After all, the Demon Seed Siege is imminent, and Qi Rin will never allow the murderer to die in the Demon Seed Siege.

He must die by his own hands!

"Everything happens."

Qi Rin stared at the high priest, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Will it be good for me?" ”

Without waiting for the High Priest to reply, Qi Rin continued, "In this world, what matters is not what you have actually done, but more importantly, how you can make others fully believe that you have really done something. ”

"I'm a person, I pay attention to benevolence and righteousness in everything, and I am worthy of my heart."

"You say."

Qi Rin leaned forward, supported his chin with his hands on his legs, and looked at the high priest with interest: "You are taking advantage of my banner, the military and those survivors around you."

"Those people looked back and thought I owed them."

"You say, have you deprived me of my right to reputation?"

"If you deprive me of a right, I will deprive you of a right as well."

"That's fair, isn't it?"

The high priest shuddered and asked, "Lord of the Temple, what right?" ”

Qi Rin smiled and said lightly: "Your right to life." ”

Qi Rin's voice was very understatement, but to the ears of the high priest, it was as silent as a cold wind.

"Hall Master, I have something that will definitely reassure the Hall Master!"

The high priest's back was cold sweat, he quickly stood up and said to Qi Rin, "I'll go get something!" ”

Seeing that Qi Rin did not stop, the high priest quickly groped his way through the darkness towards his exclusive hut.

Boom!

There was a thud in the darkness.

The ghost reports that the High Priest has tripped over a man who has fallen to the ground.

Qi Rin ignored it and walked alone to the edge of the observation deck and waited quietly.

Under the brightly lit mountain, there is prosperity.

Sometimes the smell of snacks can be heard in the wind.

Qi Rin sat quietly on the edge of the observation deck, his palm gently caressing the cement countertop.

At the beginning of the cataclysm, he sat here, smelling the stench of corpses, listening to the roar of engines, eating instant noodles, trying to think of any way he could make himself stronger.

At the same time, he restrained the resentment of the tragic death in his previous life.

And now, he finally has the strength to exhale that resentment.

"It's all worth it."

Qi Rin clenched his fists slightly, his slightly long nails digging into his palms, but he couldn't feel the pain.

"Hall Master!"

The High Priest shouted excitedly, holding a shimmering purple scroll in his arms and running quickly.

Qi Rin turned his head and glanced at it.

[Item]: Trade scrolls.

[Quality]: Purple

Note: A rare purple item that allows both parties to sign a deal under the witness of the will of the Earth.

Note: Those who break the promise will be punished by the rank reduction.

"Hall Master, this kind of thing can make you believe in my loyalty to you!"

The high priest smiled with both hands, and at the same time said, "Although this kind of scroll says that it is a transaction, the servant subordinates also belong to the transaction!" Lord, you just need to give me anything, such as a bag of instant noodles, and I agree! ”

"There are still more than a hundred spiritual potions in my room, and the total amount is estimated to be around three thousand seven or eight spiritual values, I swear, that is all the spiritual elixirs since the establishment of the Temple of the Dead, and I have never dared to use one of them!"

"There are also more than twenty pieces of enchanted light armor, and a total of more than seven hundred gold in various currencies! That's all for your old man, the hall master! ”

"The heavens are proof, this is all for you, the hall master!"

"Hall Master, I really want to be your most loyal servant!"

"The military once tried me openly and secretly and wanted to take us in, but I refused with all my righteousness!"

"You are the only one who is the true god in the Temple of the Dead!"

"I believe that with your leadership, the Hall of the Dead will definitely be able to shock the sea!"

The High Priest spoke incessantly, and his words were full of enthusiasm and anticipation.

Feeling Qi Rin gently pick up the scroll in his hand, the high priest was ecstatic in his heart: It's done!

Although the word servant is not very nice, it is a bit like a slave.

However, as long as he doesn't say it, as long as the hall master doesn't say it, that servant can also be equal to 'the only spokesperson of the real skeleton man!' ’

The High Priest had already decided that Qi Rin must be going to climb farther mountain peaks.

This also means that Qi Rin will not care too much about worldly chores.

As the old saying goes, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the king!

At that time, he was a real person under one person, above ten thousand!

Don't worry about being poked that he's a fake!

More importantly, the High Priest thought of what he had said when he first met Qi Rin.

It's a principled thigh!

Don't worry about the other party relying on his strength to wantonly slaughter and squeeze him!

In the last days, the most precious thing is not friendship, but the other party's willingness to reason with you.

The other side has its own standard of principles.

All of this, this young man has it.

As long as he can get on Qi Rin's boat, the road between him and the Temple of the Past will be wider!

Everything seems to be so beautiful.

Especially when the high priest heard the sound of tearing and tearing the scroll breaking, he raised his head with a smile on his face: "Hall Master, I am willing to be your most faithful servant"

Qi Rin casually threw the damaged scroll on the ground: "It's just a punishment for rank, what's the use?" ”

"Uh" The High Priest CPU was burned by Qi Rin on the spot.

He stared at the scrolls on the ground, which had lost their effectiveness and had become dim, and he was stunned.

The high priest had envisioned many situations when he took the scroll, but never before.

In his confusion, Qi Rin slowly walked to the hut and said softly: "I will take those potions, gold coins and materials, and count them as compensation for you using my name." ”

As the High Priest became more and more confused, ten burning corpses with large shields and large axes appeared in front of him.

Immediately after that, there were fifty bronze warriors and twenty bronze archers.

In the end, there are the two death archers.

These undead are fifteen percent of the total number of spare undead stored in Qi Rin's deceased space.

It was originally intended to be used to prevent the enemy from protruding from his face.

Unfortunately, so far, no enemy has managed to penetrate his face.

"These are my investments in you."

Qi Rin's words slowly drifted to the ears of the bewildered high priest.

"I told you at the beginning of the cataclysm that I don't like to walk in the company of people."

Qi Rin came to the hut, which had been enlarged, and in addition to the high priest's cot, there were many cabinets for storing the house.

He skipped the enchanted armor and walked straight to the cabinet containing the potion.

The ghosts have been counted, totaling more than three thousand seven hundred spirit potions.

The Black Warrior summons four points, and the brand is twenty-five points.

In other words, Qi Rin can have an extra hundred Black Warrior Praetorian Guards at any time.

He waved his hand and said that those potions and other things were put into the space ring.

Then he turned his head to look at the high priest who was in a daze at the door and said: "Along the way, the happiness of the Temple of the Dead is indeed quite high, you have done a good job, you can continue to use the name, but I will not admit it, but the good news is that I will not tell others that I do not recognize the Hall of the Dead." ”

"These eighty-two skeletons are my investment in you in advance, they will be handed over to Fan Zhong's leadership, they will absolutely obey Fan Zhong's orders, and you can also communicate with him if you have something."

"As a price, all the spiritual potions you will get here in the future will be handed over to me, and as for the rest, you can keep it for yourself."

"To add, this force, as long as you don't work against the military, basically Nanzhili can go sideways."

"Psycho potions, if you're doing well."

Qi Rin glanced at the high priest who was pondering and said lightly: "The number of skeletons, I can increase it for you." ”

The high priest didn't know what he was thinking at this moment.

But when he sensed that Qi Rin wanted to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "Lord Palace! ”

Qi Rin, who was about to leave, turned his head to look at him.

The high priest threw away the scepter in his hand and quickly moved a table out of the room.

Then he took out a box of tea leaves from the bedside table.

"My lord, this is the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain."

The high priest was like a busy waiter, talking as he fiddled with the tea set on the table and began to make tea.

This tea is very precious, and in the decades before the catastrophe, only 20 grams could fetch a price of more than 200,000 yuan.

One kilogram is more than 10 million!

This tea, of which there are only six tea trees, was later inscribed on the World Heritage List, which is already priceless.

The exploration team under the High Priest also got a treasure of one kilogram from the home of a dignitary.

However, compared to the various pretentious introductions of the captain of the exploration team at that time.

The high priest was noticeably more savvy.

The high priest of this tea has not been willing to drink it.

It's not that I'm waiting for such a day, just because it's too precious to be reluctant.

Maybe he was afraid that Qi Rin didn't understand tea, didn't know the preciousness of this tea, and wouldn't be able to understand his mind.

After the high priest made the tea, he respectfully picked up the cup and handed it to Qi Rin, and said with a smile: "My lord, this tea can only be treasured by me, and it can only be tasted by you!" ”

As the high priest spoke, the collection and tasting accentuated the tone.

Qi Rin naturally heard the meaning of the high priest.

However, unfortunately, Qi Rin doesn't care how expensive the tea is.

For him, these things are far less important than the regular protein powder after a workout.

However, Qi Rin still patiently listened to his courtesy.

Qi Rin glanced at him and asked lightly, "Is there anything else?" ”

The high priest was stunned for a moment, and then his face was ecstatic: "Yes! ”

He quickly turned around and entered the house, picked up all the tea, and handed it all to Qi Rin.

Qi Rin waved his hand and put it into the spatial ring.

"Let's do it."

Qi Rin took a deep look at him, put the tea on the table, turned his head and left.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you some vegetables, and you remember to appease your people."

Qi Rin waved his hand and went down the mountain.

The high priest stood beside the cooling tea table, not saying a word.

Time passes.

The sky is gradually revealing the white of the fish's belly.

Fan Zhong staggered up the hill and saw the high priest sitting at the table.

On the ground of the summit platform, you can see some people who have fallen to the ground.

Unless these people are supplemented with psychotropic drugs, they will not be able to wake up without two or three days of natural recovery.

Fan Zhong came to the table and sat down, glanced at the nearly 100 undead,

Then he picked up a sip of the untouched iced tea on the table and drank it all.

Fan Zhong wiped his mouth and said to the high priest: "It's good luck, it seems that he hasn't been liquidated." ”

He turned his head to look at the undead and said with a smile, "When I woke up, the magic swordsman told me that there was a force on the mountain for me to dispatch, and he left. ”

"It seems that you have been recognized by the hall master, and in the future, you don't have to worry about it, and it can be regarded as justifiable."

Fan Zhong said, feeling a little puzzled.

For the high priest is still a contemplative image,

He didn't seem to be too happy, but was thinking about something.

"High priest?"

Fan Zhong shook his arm.

"Oooh!" As if he had just come back to his senses, the high priest turned his head to look at Fan Zhong, and the focus in his eyes slowly condensed.

The high priest simply said Qi Rin's words to Fan Zhong.

After listening to this, Fan Zhong also looked a little confused and worried.

However, the high priest got up and smiled: "Although he does not want to die in the temple, he does not admit that he is the master of the temple." ”

"However, between the cycle of life and death, the temple of reincarnation is born."

"We still have to call him the master of the temple, and in the future, the ideological education of believers will also be strengthened."

"Without the Skeleton Man's Death Hall, sooner or later it will be swallowed up by other forces, you and I know this very well."

The high priest looked at the silent Fan Zhong and smiled: "We have already got his nod, which means the Hall of the Dead"

The high priest spread his arms wide and said with emotion: "Praise the temple master! The future is promising! ”

Fan Zhong looked at the high priest's confident appearance, and also got up and nodded: "Praise the hall master, you just need to think about these things, my brain is not good, there is a little movement under the mountain, I will hurry up and go to deter those who have different intentions and want to disrupt the order." ”

Hearing this, the high priest suddenly seemed to think of something, and then said solemnly to Fan Zhong: "In the future, the punishment will be increased for those who commit adultery!" ”

Although Fan Zhong had doubts, he also nodded: "This is a good thing, there are always people in the province who act recklessly and do not treat others as human beings." ”

"By the way, just now the people from the Department of Agricultural Sciences said that the vegetables on the side of the experimental field were stolen, I think it should be the hall master."

The high priest waved his hand: "Go back and draw a piece of land separately, and tell the director of the Department of Agricultural Sciences that a batch of vegetables must be produced every day, and a sign should be set up to produce fresh vegetables every day, and if they are not lost that day, they will be re-promoted." ”

"There is also the issue of the collection of psychotropic drugs, I will make a charter for you later, to ensure that in the future development, the people below can voluntarily hand over the psychotropic drugs."

The two chatted again, and then Fan Zhong turned his head and went down the mountain.

And those undead also walked in a neat queue and followed Fan Zhong.

The high priest looked at the backs of those undead and Fan Zhong, his eyes were quite complicated.

He came to the edge of the observation deck and felt the cold wind: "Why don't you want those equipment?" ”

"Can't see it? But there are so many of them, it's better than nothing?! ”

"It was specially left for the Temple of the Dead?"

"I'm a person, I pay attention to benevolence and righteousness in everything, and I am worthy of my heart."

"In other words, if you turn your face in the future, will you be ruthless and unjust?"

"And the command of those powerful skeletons."

"Wouldn't he not know that Fan Zhong has no brains and can only do things, Fan Zhong will listen to me, and it will be the same if he hands it over to me directly?"

"Or is it a warning? Or ......"

"I, can't I compare to Fan Zhong?"

"Don't I even have the qualifications to be a servant, or do I mean, I don't want to?"

"Don't you like to walk with people, don't you have high hopes for people?"

The high priest's eyes were complicated, and he stretched out his hand and touched the place where Qi Rin usually sits.

Along the way, he can stretch and bend, and when to react, he has always been clear.

Except for the fact that sometimes he was overly worried in private and did not correct his mentality, he never lost his temper.

This person, who has been co-opted by the military several times, has mixed feelings in his heart.

It finally turned into a sigh.

"Hey"