Chapter 193: Funeral Palace in Suburban Beijing (31)

[Your doomsday punishment this time is——]

[Become a clay figurine for twenty-four hours! 】

"Director Cui!"

"Bing 250!!"

There were screams all around. One second, everyone was earnestly trying to persuade Bing250 to quit gambling, but the next moment everyone saw at the same time that Bing250 disappeared from the spot! The scarlet and light blue cloaks collapsed at the same time. On October 10th, his quick eyes and hands quickly grabbed the cloak, but there was nothing in the cloak!

"Plop!"

Plop.

Suddenly falling to the ground, the dizzy Jiao Weasel was picked up roughly by Zhou Xiyang by the neck before he could recover.

"What did you do to him?!"

Zhou Xiyang shouted sharply: "Where has he gone?!

"Zhizhiwuwu——"

Itachi doesn’t know either!

The dying ferret kicked its legs as hard as it could, its charred little claws unable to pull away. It was choked so hard that it couldn't breathe, and it stuck out its tongue and stared.

"Captain Zhou, don't strangle it to death. This ferret has bet his life on Director Cui. He is still alive, and Director Cui cannot die."

Taoist Ban Ming, who was originally feeling distressed and comforting the scorched zombie, comforted him: "The cloak is still there, and the hotel didn't give any warning. Director Cui is fine."

"Will his gambling props have any negative status?"

At this moment, Bai Xiaotian, who was behind Taoist Ban Ming, interrupted and asked.

Zhou Xiyang pressed Jiao Weasel about the gambling situation, and became even more worried when he learned that Bing 250 had not lost even once. He looked at Yu Hehui, and just as he opened his mouth to speak, he saw the big white fox staring at the puddle in front of him with a strange look in his eyes.

Zhou Xiyang followed Yu Hehui's gaze and looked over - so what if he didn't see it? It rained heavily all night, and the ruins of Deqingban B&B were full of potholes and puddles everywhere.

"Yu Hehui? Can you sense the Bing250 state?"

"He's fine now."

Yu Hehui coughed lightly, squatted down, and shook the three long burnt black tails, shaking off the layer of burnt hair on the tail surface. The big fox was elegant and elegant, with its tail curled in front of the body, just blocking the puddle.

"I'll just stay here, you go and do your work first -"

"younger brother!!"

The red-faced strange bird swooped over like a bomber, plunged into Yu Hehui's tail hair, squeaked like a fishing osprey, and actually pulled out a small mud man from the puddle!

This little man is exquisitely made, as big as a palm, with a complete head, feet, body and limbs. He even has devilish horns on his head and wings on his back. He looks like an exquisite and expensive figure!

It's just that the little man was soaked in water and softened, and his whole body was covered with wet mud. He used his two small hands to push the big bird's head as if to resist. The tips of his wings were exerting force, and he wanted to fall down. However, he was completely unable to withstand the strength of the red bird. He was pulled out by Nezha Ling like a carrot. .

"Brother, you are a clay figure now and cannot soak in water."

Red Bird carefully placed the little clay figurine on Yu Hehui, looked at him curiously, and chirped seriously: "It will melt if it is soaked in too much water, and it will be troublesome to pinch it again."

…

Except for the drizzle of rain, the scene was silent. Everyone and the demon's eyes were fixed on the little autistic clay figurine on the back of the big fox, wrapping itself with its wings.

The devil businessman had a complicated expression. It turned out that the strange bird was not Xiaocui's illusion, but the Nezha spirit. No wonder he was slapped again at that time. But that's not the point right now.

The devil businessman's eyes wandered for a moment, and if Nezha Ling could call him brother, could this little clay figurine be——

"Cui, Director Cui."

Zhou Xiyang rarely stuttered, and his voice wavered: "Are you okay?"

Under the spotlight, the little clay figurine broke the jar and simply folded its wings. He got up and angrily kicked the red bird's chin and kicked it in the mud.

* *

‘It’s okay, it’s just twenty-four hours, and you’ll be back to normal after twenty-four hours. ’

It was raining heavily late at night. After the war, Deqingban B&B was in ruins. Only the ancient stage in the middle had not collapsed, and the eaves tiles on the top could barely protect it from wind and rain.

People had to rest in the middle of the night. The travelers gathered together to discuss and placed the coffin and the funeral procession of paper figures on the stage - under the protection of the granddaughter of the Zhi family and the old housekeeper of the Zhi family, the damage to the paper figures was not serious.

In addition to the paper people and coffins, the Devil Merchant and the two tour guides Bing250 also took a break here. The veteran tourists were thick-skinned and thick-skinned, so they could just find a place to rest.

The devil merchant couldn't help but tilt his head and look to the other side, only to see the back of the big white fox. The three-tailed sky fox is lying on its side, its huge size slightly reduced, and it still occupies a quarter of the stage. On the soft long hair on its belly, there is a red oil paper umbrella with a slightly burnt and incomplete surface.

Contributed on October 10th.

Yu Hehui and Wei Xun were chatting in secret. The devil merchant could not hear the sound of their conversation. He could only hear the white fox muttering, full of comfort.

‘It’s just a clay figure, no injuries, no deaths, that’s great. ’

Yu Hehui sighed from the bottom of his heart, but Wei Xun, who was sitting on the dried cloak under the red oil paper umbrella, still refused to speak. He closed his mouth tightly, as if he was afraid that mud would flow in when he opened his mouth. Wei Xun was holding the feathers of a phoenix bird that was the same height as him and warming himself over the fire. He was in a gloomy mood and didn't want to move at all.

He looks normal now. After the clay figurine was dried, it was exactly the same as before except for being smaller in size. However, once it is wet or humid, the surface of Wei Xun's skin will show a muddy color, and in severe cases, the mud will flow.

Wei Xun has fair skin, so the mud color is too conspicuous when it comes out, and it is easy to rub it on other things, which is simply driving mysophobic and obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

"Don't touch me."

Yu Hehui sensed Wei Xun's depressed mood and swung her tail tip to comfort him, but Wei Xun avoided it directly and said listlessly: "Dirty."

Only because Yu Hehui's fox fur is waterproof and moisture-proof, and it is a white fox that looks clean at first glance, Wei Xun is willing to stay on it. The Jiaowei, who sold his life to him, was driven aside by Wei Xun long ago and was not allowed to approach before growing white hair. Nezha Ling was even more angry with Wei Xun, and he gave him a mud fist at that time.

But after seeing the strange bird covered in mud, Wei Xun himself got sick first, and he has not recovered from his autism until now. In fact, Wei Xun could have returned to his normal body shape long ago after the mud dried, but the normal body is too easy to be rained on, and it is difficult to dry a phoenix feather, which is not as convenient as a slap.

"It's not dirty, how can it be dirty."

Yu Hehui was so distressed that she said without thinking: "If you want this to be dirty, then Clay Man Zhang would rather not live."

Dream Chaser:?

"Clay man is not dirty."

Dream Chaser Xiaolong spoke, half to protect Zhang Xingzang's image, and half to comfort Bing 250: "The clay is very clean, like the clay used by Xingzang to make clay figures, there is no impurity at all, and it can even be eaten, it's really not dirty."

"How do you know that the clay is edible?"

Wei Xun asked faintly.

Ah, this.

Dream Chaser was choked.

"Your SAN value is low now, it seems that you have some emotional problems."

Dream Chaser coughed twice, changed the subject and shut up. Bing 250 usually gave him face, but now he was like this, it seems that he was in a really bad mood.

Dream Chaser didn't want to offend him, so he gave Yu Hehui a helpless look.

"Becoming a clay man now actually has more advantages than disadvantages."

Yu Hehui took over the baton and spoke rationally from a practical point of view: "You were struck by the heavenly punishment seven times, and even with the white weasel, you were seriously injured. It would be too consuming to exchange the death countdown with points, and it would only treat the symptoms and not the root cause."

Wei Xun had tried it out during the previous trip to Xiangxi. The speed of the death countdown was not based on the regular time, but would be fine-tuned according to the body's condition. Wei Xun was seriously injured and dying, and the death countdown was rapidly decreasing at an unknown speed. Even if there were more points, it would not be enough to waste it.

You must first heal the wounds on your body and make the death countdown speed normal. But if Wei Xun wants to heal this serious injury, it will not only consume a lot of props, but also time. Every minute and every second of the healing will use points to prolong his life, which is like burning money.

But after becoming a clay man, all the wounds that penetrated his flesh and internal organs were temporarily "gone".

To be precise, Wei Xun turned into clay. A clay figure is just a ball of clay, without internal organs, bones, blood and flesh. Even if it is cut in half, it can be glued together again, so how can it be injured?

At this moment, Wei Xun's death countdown is decreasing at a normal speed. He can slowly heal his wounds. There is no need to be so nervous. Just heal the external and internal injuries within 24 hours.

There are also some places, such as the terrible scars caused by lightning on his body, the broken demon horns, and the demon wings that were almost split in half. They can be glued and smoothed while they are in the mud state.

Mao Xiaole's lucky charm is really useful.

Even Yu and Hui sighed that this is not a doomsday punishment, it is simply a stroke of genius!

"What's wrong with being injured? I would rather be injured."

Wei Xun sighed sadly: "Even if I am blind or lame... Alas, you don't understand."

For Wei Xun, being injured is not the end of the world! His thinking is different from that of ordinary people. For ordinary people, a painful death is probably the most terrifying and severe doomsday, but for Wei Xun, a painful death is not even a punishment.

The Gambler's Doomsday is really amazing, and it can accurately step on Wei Xun's thunder point. Turning into a mud man on a rainy day is much more serious for Wei Xun than being injured.

'There can't be more spectators. '

Hearing him say this, Yu Hehui thought about it a little deeper and was scared.

The 10% doomsday punishment is aimed at Wei Xun's cleanliness. If it is a 5% doomsday punishment, or a 1% doomsday punishment, will it be an instant death or disability punishment?

In this way, the higher the percentage of the doomsday punishment, the safer it is for Wei Xun!

Maybe Wei Xun's 100% doomsday punishment will never be happy again.

Thinking of this, Yu Hehui felt a little comforted. If someone calculated Wei Xun based on this point according to normal people's thinking, it would probably be a mistake.

The celestial fox rubbed Wei Xun lovingly with its head, and glanced at a certain place outside with its narrow eyes. The cold light in its eyes made a shadow shrink its head suddenly, but after a long pause, Yun Lianghan, who had turned into a shadow, couldn't help but look at its back despite Yu Hehui's warning eyes.

Of course, he couldn't see Bing 250 - Guide Bing was completely blocked by the red oil-paper umbrella.

He was looking at the scarlet cloak draped over the white fox, where Guide Bing was sitting!

It was the guide cloak of Master Ximing!

Yun Lianghan's heart was pounding. When the heavenly punishment was struck, he actually rushed to the front, but the place where the bright lightning reached was completely unable to accommodate the slightest shadow. He couldn't get close to the front and try his best to protect Bing 250, but Yun Lianghan saw Bing 250 take out the scarlet guide cloak and put it on.

It was confirmed that Bing 250 was definitely closely related to Master Ximing!

Not only Yun Lianghan saw the cloak, but all the passengers present and countless viewers in the live broadcast room also noticed the cloak after calming down and thinking about it. In the past, Taoist Taoist Half-Life talked about "life-loving people" and the like, as well as the demonic alienation of Bing250 and the life-loving people with the same origin. In fact, some people still believed it and thought it was a coincidence.

But as soon as the scarlet cloak came out, the evidence was irrefutable!

For a time, all the tourist guides in the East and West Districts were shocked. The East District Butchers Alliance immediately posted a post on the top of the hotel forum. The two top executives of Crying Psychic Medium and Yin Yang Butterfly jointly announced their responsibility for Bing 250, and even directly expressed their respect. Call it 'The Heir'!

People used to think that the Devil Merchant was backed by the Werewolf Alliance and the Black Widow, while Bing250 was a grassroots rising star tour guide, which was too much of a disadvantage. But this journey was simply breathtaking to watch.

What does it mean to have a background?

Bing250 This is what we call real background!

But the movement on the way back is no slower than that of the Butcher Alliance. Even if the Butcher Alliance creates a successor and jointly announces it, the life-defying people are still trapped in the Inca Sun Gate. The people who are interested in life don't come forward. Facing the return journey with An Xuefeng in charge, the psychic and the others seem to lack a bit of strength.

Even though Bing250 had the scarlet cloak of the Mingren, the connection between him and An Xuefeng was confirmed earlier by Zhou Xiyang. The firebird feather he took was An Xuefeng's bird feather, and the white fox following him was the former one. Yu Hehui, a member of Homecoming, and his guardian is Dream Chaser, who has a good relationship with Homecoming.

From this point of view, Bing250's return mark seems to be heavier than that of the Butcher Alliance - after all, no matter how you look at it, he really doesn't look like a butcher tour guide!

A serious butcher tour guide, is it true that a whole group will not be wiped out in this game of heavenly punishment?

Some people even communicate in small groups privately. They don’t care about the Butchers’ Alliance or their return destination, or what identity and background Bing250 has. Instead, they insist on advocating the shepherd theory, saying that Bing250 is the destined shepherd of the next era. People - it's just that these people are too small and very low-key, so they have been ignored.

‘Tell me about Tong Hege. ’

The bustle outside did not affect the journey to the funeral palace in the suburbs of Beijing at all. Yun Lianghan and others tried to approach Bing250 several times, but they were all scared away by Yu Hehui.

With Yu and Hui around, Wei Xun acted as a hands-off shopkeeper. After a while, Wei Xun regained his energy. He lifted up his clothes and looked at the lightning scars all over his body. He tentatively stretched out his hand to catch a few drops of rainwater, trying to smooth out the scars with water and mud as Yu Hehui said.

But in an instant, the place where Wei Xun's palm came into contact with the rain turned into mud, emitting the unique moist smell of earth. Wei Xun leaned back, showing a disgusted expression, and shook his hands on the spot, retracted and continued to dry.

At the thought of smearing mud on his body... Wei Xun was ready to divert his attention and try again.

‘Brother Tong is one year older than me, so he is everyone’s doctor in the brigade. ’

Yu Hehui understands Wei Xun and doesn't think his mysophobia is pretentious, but tries to help him divert his attention.

Tong Hege is also dead, and talking about him won't give Yu Hehui a headache.

‘There has never been a tour guide in the team, but with Brother Tong here, no one got sick. Ginseng, Tai Sui, and Polygonum multiflorum, these are the three ingredients that Brother Tong usually uses. ’

‘You didn’t have a tour guide ten years ago? ’

Wei Xun tried several times, but still couldn't make the move. He simply summoned the magic bees and asked them to fly out to get wet and then come back. At this moment, Wei Xun lazily tilted his head and did not do anything himself, directing the diligent little magic bees to help him fill in the corners.

'Why? ’

Wei Xun has always been puzzled about the tour guide on the way back. Zhang Xingzang can abduct Dream Chasers. With An Xuefeng's strength, it won't be difficult to abduct a qualified tour guide.

‘I can’t remember clearly, something happened back then. ’

Yu Hehui said: 'In fact, ten years ago, all major brigades had no tour guides. Hope Brigade and Fengdu Brigade were the only two tour guides in the East District at that time, and they were top tour guides. The tour guide who cooperated with Fengdu at that time was the "Insect Master". ’

‘Later, the Hope Brigade was destroyed and the ‘Evil Insect Master’ died. That was a long time ago. ’

The big fox rubbed Wei Xun carefully, the tips of his ears drooped, and then talked about Tong Hege: "Brother Tong died later than me. He was a doctor and usually stayed in the rear. Sister Cheng specially protected him." ’

As if remembering something interesting, Yu Hehui smiled and narrowed his eyes, and whispered to Wei Xun: "Sister Cheng is very sassy, ​​as heroic as a female general." She is really powerful. She made this red oil-paper umbrella. She can control ten of them at the same time when she usually goes on a journey. ’

What is the concept of controlling ten red oil-paper umbrellas at the same time? This oil-paper umbrella can withstand thunder without being damaged!

‘The deputy team leader at that time...Wang Pengpai was the deputy team leader at the time. He liked Sister Cheng, but he didn't dare to say it, so he secretly sent people meals and flowers, racking his brains to write love letters without signing them. It's so painful to see Sister Cheng protecting Brother Tong every day. ’

Wu Lecheng is so good-looking, but Wang Pengpai feels a little inferior.

'Everyone was young at the time, and Brother Wang had a secret love. Actually, Xiao Le was too young to understand it at the time. ’

Yu Hehui sighed:

‘Later on the battlefield, many strong men specially set traps to besiege us. There were ten strong men who sneaked up on Brother Tong, trying to cut off our retreat... Sister Cheng protected Brother Tong all the way to the front line, but she couldn't hold on and died. She died earlier than me. ’

‘Brother Tong felt so guilty that he was like a demon. No one could persuade him. It was the deputy captain who came out to comfort him. Sister Cheng was a soldier. She fulfilled her duty to protect you and died on the battlefield with all her strength. She died a worthy death. You can't let go now, which makes her feel uneasy. ’

‘Brother Tong was re-energized by the persuasion, but I saw the deputy captain shed a lot of tears when he was alone... In fact, it was the deputy captain who couldn't get out of it. ’

Wang Pengpai's title didn't seem to have improved. Ten years ago, his main title was old driver, and ten years later, he was still an old driver. Time seemed to stop for him. ’

‘Who is targeting you? ’

From Yu Hehui's words, Wei Xun keenly discovered a lot of information: ‘Where is the battlefield? ’

‘I can't say. ’

Yu Hehui also answered very straightforwardly. ’‘Have you taken revenge? ’

Wei Xun changed the way he asked. ’‘Yeah. ’

This time, Yu Hehui responded and said briefly: ‘We have taken revenge. All those who plotted against us were killed by Captain An. ’

‘Was An Xuefeng that strong at that time? ’

Wei Xun was surprised: ‘Ten years ago, he should have just entered the hostel not long ago. ’

After Yu Hehui disappeared that year, An Xuefeng led the team to investigate the case and came into contact with the hostel. Mao Xiaole also came in around that time. Judging from this, they were almost all newcomers at that time.

‘You haven’t been in the hostel for long. ’

Yu Hehui asked back: ‘Are you weak now? ’

‘Quite weak.’

Wei Xun said modestly.

‘How strong will you be in another six months? ’

‘I don’t know about that. ’

Wei Xun said honestly. In six months, at least six guided tours, plus he took advantage of every opportunity to do tourist tours, at least a dozen in total.

He came in on August 15th, and now it’s almost the end of September, less than two months, three tours, and he is so strong now. If another six months pass, it is no exaggeration to say that Wei Xun's orange titles should have all been created, and the alien state should have grown to maturity.

'Geniuses can grow rapidly in an environment like a hostel. '

Yu Hehui said: 'When I disappeared, I deliberately cut off the connection with reality, because I found that my brother also had signs of contact with the hostel. '

'You know, the hostel always likes to pull in 'predestined people''

When speaking of this, Yu Hehui was very calm. If it weren't for cutting off the connection with reality, Yu Hean would probably have entered the hostel ten years ago. But the price was that Yu Hean could not sleep all day, and was always in panic and pain, looking for him every day.

Was it to face many dangers in the hostel, or to live in pain in reality?

To this day, Yu Hehui can't tell.

'When Captain An came in, I realized that they had a connection with me... Maybe it was because of me that they came in. '

Yu Hehui sighed: 'So in the early days, I took them with me. '

At first, I only took An Xuefeng with me. An Xuefeng grew up so fast that Yu Hehui thought there was no problem with him after taking him twice, so she wanted to let him go. Then Mao Xiaole came in.

A nine-year-old Taoist boy, his personality was distorted because of the sudden change in reality. Although in theory he was An Xuefeng's "destined person", if it was not for the investigation of Yu Hehui's disappearance, how could An Xuefeng visit the Taoist temple and involve Mao Xiaole?

Can't just leave it alone.

Yu Hehui never let go of this one, and soon Wang Pengpai, Bai Feibai and Zhou Xiyang also came in. Bai Feibai is a forensic doctor, Wang Pengpai is an informant, and Zhou Xiyang is An Xuefeng's deputy team leader. They all came into contact with Yu Hehui's disappearance and were related to An Xuefeng.

'Later, Captain An cut off the real connection like me. '

Yu Hehui said helplessly: 'He is better at leading people than me. '

Except for Wu Lecheng and Tong Hege, including Yu Hehui, the first generation of returnees are almost all An Xuefeng's "destined people". Wu Lecheng and Tong Hege were also like-minded people that An Xuefeng met during his journey, and they were brought here by him.

In fact, most of the big brigades have existed for many years, such as Feihong, Xuanxue, and Fengdu, which are all old brigades. An Xuefeng actually received invitations from many big brigades back then, and they were all main players who could be trained as soon as they joined the team.

But An Xuefeng had a family to bring with him, and few brigades were willing to accept so many people at the same time. Even if they were accepted, except for An Xuefeng and Mao Xiaole who were outstanding at the time and could join the main brigade, Bai Feibai, Zhou Xiyang, and Wang Pengpai, whose titles were not yet formed, could only join subordinate brigades.

An Xuefeng disagreed. He had to be responsible for the brothers he brought in, and in the end he simply gritted his teeth and formed a brigade by himself. Later, An Xuefeng won the title of Dusk Return, and the entire brigade was named Return by the hostel, overpowering the old brigade and becoming the hostel's first brigade.

This first position lasted for ten years.

Wei Xun held the feather thoughtfully, drying the horn he had just glued. The tip of the wing drooped, allowing the little magic bees to carry water back and forth to repair it.

Yu Hehui compared An Xuefeng to Wei Xun, which made Wei Xun even more thoughtful. Yu Hehui "disappeared" on the way to register at the university. The university started in late August or early September, which means that An Xuefeng may have entered the hostel around September, which is actually about the same time as Wei Xun joined the brigade.

But Yu Hehui said six months... Assuming that An Xuefeng entered the hostel in September, six months later would be March of the following year, which would have passed the time of the year-end celebration.

In other words, there would be a "battlefield" about three months after the year-end celebration.

Yu Hehui yawned tiredly, and Wei Xun's heart moved, and he stopped asking him about the past. Recalling these things was still too stressful for Yu Hehui.

‘The tour guide and the tourists who died would be recycled by the hotel, so do you think that the spiritual ginseng this time would be related to Tong Hege? ’

Tong Hege was related to the spiritual ginseng, and this time he met the ginseng spirit again, was it really just a coincidence?

Wei Xun asked: ‘Will he still have memories like you? Will he come here on purpose? ’

Just like when Yu Hehui and Pingping made a deal and came to the team led by Wei Xun to see his brother.

‘I don’t know... I can’t feel it now. ’

Yu Hehui yawned again. He was also struck by thunder three times tonight, and he was really tired because he consumed too much energy. His breathing gradually slowed down, and his eyes were half-closed and half-closed.

“Go to sleep, I’ll talk to Nezha Ling.”

After hearing what Wei Xun said, Yu Hehui struggled for a while, and finally fell asleep peacefully. Wei Xun patiently waited for the Devil's Wings to be repaired. During this time, he used various healing props and bought a pair of "absolutely waterproof" rain boots from the hotel mall.

Zhou Xiyang leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and took a light nap, facing the direction of the stage. He was alert like a military dog, sleeping when he exhaled and waking up when he inhaled. Zhou Xiyang immediately opened his eyes when there was any movement from Bing 250, looked over nervously, and paid attention to Bing 250's every move.

Seeing Bing 250 return to normal, wearing a light blue cloak, a golden mask, a red oil-paper umbrella, and a pair of dark green rain boots, leisurely strolling in the drizzle.

Looks much better.

Zhou Xiyang was slightly relieved and saw Bing 250 waved at him - there was no intention to let him pass. Zhou Xiyang nodded to show that he understood, and at the same time he noticed the red strange bird flying beside Bing 250.

Hiss——

Zhou Xiyang's brain sounded an alarm, subconsciously stood up, and his hand touched the gun reflexively.

Obviously, with Nezha Ling next to him, Bing 250 should be safe, but Zhou Xiyang felt that they were going to cause trouble when they got together!

To be honest, he was almost going to have a nervous breakdown these days.

Watching Bing 250 and Nezha Ling whispering to each other, Bing 250 took off his gloves and squatted down, inserting his hands into the mud. Zhou Xiyang always felt that something was wrong when he saw Bing 250, who was obviously a germaphobe and disliked the mud being dirty, doing this now!

At the same time, many people and monsters also paid attention to Bing 250's movements, but no matter how hard they stretched their ears to listen, they couldn't hear what Bing 250 was saying to Nezha Ling! There were many people who felt that it was not good like Zhou Xiyang, and most people and monsters did not have Zhou Xiyang's great ambition to "protect Bing 250".

They wanted to protect themselves more when the "disaster" came!

The body that was struck by the heavenly punishment was still throbbing with pain. At this moment, when they saw Bing 250 stand up again and stand in the middle of the skylight, all the people and monsters trembled and their heartbeats soared. The ears seemed to be filled with deafening thunder and Bing 250's crazy laughter--

It was terrible!

So much so that the next morning, before five o'clock, all the passengers (actually they hadn't slept all night) got up, and they couldn't wait to leave this ominous place.

The devil businessman was also a little depressed. He looked at the sky and discussed with Wei Xun: "Let's go early. Paper people move slowly on rainy days."

The heavy rain didn't stop all night, and the Deqingban B&B collapsed again. The paper people were even wetter than yesterday, not to mention drying. The stage is not a closed space and can't stop the slanting wind and drizzle. This morning, the old housekeeper of the Zhi family came to the captain Zhou Xiyang with a worried look on his face, saying that he must find a new place to stay before nine o'clock.

Otherwise, the paper people might not be able to bear it.

This is the natural time limit of the scenic spot. They must reach the funeral palace of Yangshou Town on the west side of Xiaotang Mountain before nine o'clock.

After a simple breakfast of the food they brought with them, they packed their bags and stood in the same position as the funeral procession with the paper people again, throwing paper money and heading towards Xiaotangshan.

Before leaving the ruins of Deqingban B&B, Zhou Xiyang habitually looked at the place where he stayed last night, and saw that the ground was in a mess, with traces of lightning everywhere. All those monsters were gone, and the small and medium monsters that were still alive must have been taken away by Meikel. The red fox was bold, and caught a pheasant from somewhere, and followed behind with its own food.

Among the three big monsters, the short and fat wild boar monster had thick skin and flesh, and was not killed by the lightning. Seeing that no one cared about it, it took the opportunity to slip away. The dying willow monster was hit hard, and its original form was not easy to move, so it was killed by the half-life Taoist and Bai Xiaotian, and even Yun Lianghan was hit by a knife.

As a "Taoist" camp, they had to kill monsters, and now killing a big willow spirit could barely be considered to have completed their mission. There is no need to kill Mekel. Experienced travelers are the best at understanding the rules of the inn.

But except for the three of them, the others have not been divided into camps for the time being, and killing the willow spirit is useless. If they are assigned to the fairy camp later, I am afraid there will be punishment.

Except for the old pig demon and the willow spirit——

Zhou Xiyang's eyes fell on the dejected snow-white thin body behind Yu Hehui.

The white weasel lost its life to Wei Xun, and Wei Xun has been its master since then. After understanding its background, Wei Xun discovered that this white weasel is actually a yellow weasel, that is, a weasel. It has been practicing for too long, and its demon power is profound, and its yellow hair has gradually turned white.

This white color corresponds to the moonlight, which allows it to better absorb the essence of the moonlight. But it was struck by thunder seven times last night, which took away seventy years of power, and it has some signs of turning yellow.

But Wei Xun treated it well. Seeing that the ferret was obedient, he said that it would grow hair. Even if it consumed his own strength to restore his strength, he did not hesitate at all. Soon, it was a smooth and slippery ferret with excellent hand feeling. Wei Xun was not stingy. He immediately fed it a few spoonfuls of purified magic honey, a little royal jelly, some white jade scorpion nectar and the pollen just offered by Yin Yang Butterfly.

The ferret's complexion was improved!

If its strength had not been fully restored, it would not be seen from its appearance that it had been struck by heaven.

The ferret, who had originally thought that he would die with dignity and respect, was also shocked by Wei Xun's generosity.

It had lived for so many years. What had it not eaten and seen? It did not expect Wei Xun to be so good to it. Not only did he not kill it, but he also fed it so many things to restore its strength. This really made the ferret suspicious.

Did he want to subdue it? There was a life-and-death feud between them! How can this man still be so naive? Or does he have other plans——

"You will be called Xiaoxue from now on."

Wei Xun said casually, thinking of the fox cub who became a ferret in northern Tibet. In fact, after a journey to northern Tibet, his wild mind has not only been able to transform into a snow leopard, but also has some ideas about how to transform into a ferret.

Ferrets and weasels are actually very similar in appearance. Wei Xun thought that with Xiaoxue by his side, he should be able to transform into a ferret after this journey.

Xiaoxue didn't know what Wei Xun was thinking. This name almost made her bite her fangs - she was respected as the Yellow Robe Ancestor outside!

Xiaoxue? What kind of a name is this? !

Forbearance!

"Xiaotangshan is due north of Eight-arm Nezha City, that is, on the extension of the central axis."

The funeral procession went westward. The exhausted devil merchant held a guide flag and led the way in front, explaining: "There is a saying that this central axis is the dragon vein of Eight-arm Nezha City, and the end of the dragon vein is Xiaotangshan-"

"To put it another way, how could Eight-arm Nezha City have a dragon vein!"

A beautiful red bird flew beside him and screamed in dissatisfaction: "The central axis is the spine of Eight-arm Nezha. The top of Xiaotangshan is probably me... cough cough, it is the end of Eight-arm Nezha's coccyx."

The two doors on the north are your two legs. Where did you get such a long tailbone? Are you a long-tailed monkey? ?

The devil merchant took a deep breath and changed to coccyx. The closer he was to the funeral palace in Yangshou Town, the worse his spirit became, especially his itchy hands, always thinking about skinning. He even vaguely saw Mr. Skinning several times! With Nezha's spirit next to him, this strange feeling can be minimized.

In fact, the devil merchant wanted to go with Xiao Cui. Mr. Skinning was extremely respectful of the "Emperor" and the "officials" appointed by the Emperor. With Xiao Cui by his side, his situation would be much better, and he would not have to be so frightened to please Nezha Ling.

But Xiao Cui walked very far behind!

"The Yin messengers and Yin soldiers have not come yet."

Yun Lianghan was vigilant and observed his left and right. His white paper car was gone, and he could only walk back.

The Yin army did not come, and even their shadows did not appear, which showed that the vitality on Xiaotang Mountain was extremely heavy. Yangshou Town was just located at the foot of Xiaotang Mountain and was affected.

This also showed that there were definitely many big monsters lurking on Xiaotang Mountain for the spiritual ginseng. They could stand firm in the dragon vein and hide well. Their strength might be stronger than the white weasel.

"Hey, Laoshan, do you feel the monster?"

As a Taoist, Yun Lianghan could barely chat with Bai Xiaotian: "Damn it, I feel that there are things in front, behind, left, and right, in the sky and underground!"

The sky and front, behind, left, and right can still be seen by the naked eye, but the most terrifying thing is actually underground! What is hidden underground? Why are you still following them?

Thinking about it carefully, Yun Lianghan felt terrified. At this moment, Bing 250, who was also at the end of the team, suddenly stopped. He jumped off the Sky Fox and put his hand into the soil again.

Seeing this scene, Yun Lianghan's breathing stagnated and he was suspicious.

What is Master Bing 250 doing?

Did he find a monster in the soil? !

‘Are there any more evil ghost eggs? ’

At the same time, Wei Xun asked Xiao Cui: ‘Hatch some here too. ’

I talked to Nezha Ling last night and he said that after the spiritual ginseng becomes a spirit, it is best at hiding in the soil and walking in the soil. In the past, ginseng pickers would tie a red rope on its head after finding it, just to prevent it from hiding in the soil and running away.

Now that Xiaotangshan is surrounded by big monsters, if the ginseng spirit is here, it will definitely hide in the soil, relying on the soil with dragon veins to conceal its body, so that it cannot be found by the big monsters, and it cannot break out. It can only find an opportunity--

Wei Xun thinks that he is this opportunity!

He is just a mud man now, and he also has dragon veins!

If the little ginseng spirit hides here, Wei Xun will be very welcome. And this matter cannot be delayed. What if the ginseng spirit is really Tong Hege and has lost his memory? It would be bad if it was captured and eaten by monsters.

Wei Xun was very worried. In order to let the ginseng know what is the best choice immediately, Wei Xun has been planting insect eggs in the soil all the way from Yangshou Town to Xiaotangshan--

In northern Tibet, the evil ghost worms are best at digging holes underground. When the soil is full of evil ghost worms, the ginseng will naturally realize where is the only "pure land".