Coffin Mountain.

"Is Coffin Village considered gone?"

"Well, it looks like that."

The mountains and forests in the distance were lush and lush. The two of them walked among the streams, with the sounds of birds and insects surrounding their ears.

"I have warned Liu Meng a long time ago not to seek death. There is something wrong with that young man."

"As a result, she insisted on having her own way, and now she deserves to be dead."

A person is looking at the fish swimming in the stream, his eyes are calm, and a string of black beads on his wrist gives people an ominous feeling.

"Haha... Her mind has never been normal, especially after meeting that Mr. Wu An."

"We have all reminded her that it is not a spiritual official, but she never believes it. There is no way this is the disadvantage of not going to school."

"I don't even know who Bai Qi is."

One person was holding his shoulders and leaning against a big tree, with a calm expression and a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"This is normal. People are like this. After they are separated from life and death, they will start to enjoy life. For people like her, what they think in their hearts is actually very simple."

"I have worked so hard to survive, and now I can finally enjoy it. Why not? This is normal and understandable. Unfortunately, she is too stupid to realize that some people cannot be messed with."

"Just like that young man."

Zhao Cai reached out to hold up the stream water, took a sip, stood up and said.

Zhou Li smiled:

"That's the same reason. By the way, what happened to your little white cat? It just ran away like that?"

"You've worked so hard for decades to become an alien, and now you just run away, don't you feel bad?"

Hearing this, Zhao Cai sighed, feeling a little helpless:

"Sigh... Of course I feel bad. If you say you don't feel bad, you'd be lying. After all, if something you have worked hard for decades to create is lost all of a sudden, everyone will feel bad."

"But what can I do? That young man's mother-in-law is too fierce. I can't beat her, and I don't dare to beat her, so I can only let them take Xiaobai away."

Zhao Cai shook off the water stains on his hands and wiped his face, feeling helpless.

Zhou Li shook his head and then nodded:

"That's true, so just feel sorry for yourself."

Zhao Cai was a little silent and did not speak.

"Where should we go next?" Zhou Li asked.

"Go outside and take a look. I've been trapped in Coffin Village for decades and I'm tired of it."

"I don't know what the world is like now. Let's go and take a look. I'm curious about what kind of world we live in now, which can actually create such ruthless people."

There was some expectation in Zhao Cai's eyes. He wanted to see it. After being isolated from the world for decades, he felt very uncomfortable.

"That's right, I think so too, let's go and see it together?" Zhou Li invited with a smile.

"It's not a bad idea." Zhao Cai laughed.

The two of them walked along the stream and towards the outside of the mountain. Beyond the mountain were green mountains and towers. When did the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The warm wind made the tourists so drunk that they thought Hangzhou was Bianzhou.

It sounded beautiful, so their first stop was Hangzhou.

…

…

Dajing City, headquarters.

In a laboratory, Wang Xiaoming was writing and drawing with a piece of information. In front of him was a bronze coffin.

There was a middle-aged man standing next to the bronze coffin.

"Mr. Li, do you think this thing can create a sacrificial ghost?"

Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, looked at the information in his hand, and said.

"Yes, but there are some conditions required. The Jiu Ge Sacrifice Inscription must be indispensable, and that little brat Lin Qian needs to come over to create a perfect sacrificial ghost."

"In the past, Lord Wu An, Bai Qi, wanted to use this coffin to create a sacrificial ghost to become an alien. Unfortunately, he failed. The sacrificial ghost appeared, but it was incomplete. Sacrifice to astronomy was wrong. It was wrong.

A complete collapse of the lake."

"So he died and left a village of coffins."

The middle-aged man patted the current bronze coffin, his eyes thoughtful, and then continued:

"A complete and correct sacrificial inscription should have Jiu Ge at the back, Taoist Luotian Jiao in front, supplemented by Zuo Guishu, then put in 84,000 paper figures, and then seal the coffin."

"It's a pity that Mr. Wu An was too murderous, and so was his murderous intention. Instead of using Luotian Dajiao and paper figures, he used a coffin sealed with the corpses of 400,000 enemy soldiers."

"If nothing else happens, little brat Lin Qian should have seen 400,000 ghost slaves in the coffin."

When Wang Xiaoming listened to the middle-aged man's secret, his expression was very calm, and he didn't seem too surprised.

"Then are we going to use this thing to create a sacrificial ghost?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt a little strange and turned to look at Wang Xiaoming:

"Why do we want to sacrifice ghosts? This coffin is just for Wei Jing to lie in. Gui Chai has been paying attention to it before, but it's a pity that those little things in the Republic of China didn't pay attention to it one by one."

"Once, I almost let Guizhao escape. Now you've done a pretty good job. At least you got Guizhao."

"When Wei Jing wakes up, let him lie down. When he comes out, the evil ghosts in the country can basically be partially controlled, at least there will be no collapse."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered. He was very smart. He knew Master Li's plan just by hearing it.

He planned to let Wei Jing fuse and eat the coffin, which would make Wei Jing more stable and terrifying.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Xiaoming's appearance, thought for a while, and finally said a reminder:

"By the way, don't let Wei Jing face that little brat Lin Qian. That little brat can easily eat Wei Jing now, so don't be stupid. That brat now has a wife and children. If we really fight,

, the headquarters can’t bear it.”

"I know." Wang Xiaoming smiled and nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.

Li Chunfeng saw Wang Xiaoming's attitude and nodded, with a difficult smile on his face:

"Okay, you can study this thing yourself. I have to go see this little brat Lin Qian. He will be here soon."

After hearing this, Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up slightly, as if he thought of something in his mind, but then he gave up the idea.

"Well, Mr. Li, you are busy."

Li Chunfeng nodded and walked out of the laboratory.

Headquarters and training base.

Lin Qian was leaning on the seat, smoking a cigarette, and the bride was leaning on his lap, quietly and indifferently.

Lu Zhiwen was standing not far away, holding a drawing board in his hand. He didn't know what he was drawing, and he didn't know how long had passed. Suddenly, a coldness appeared on Lu Zhiwen's body, but it disappeared quickly.

"Captain Lin, you need to find those ghosts. They are in..."

After listening to Lu Zhiwen's description, Lin Qian nodded:

"I understand, I just need to go abroad this time. It's a free business trip."

"Well, okay, do you need the headquarters to arrange transportation for you?" Lu Zhiwen didn't feel strange, put away the drawing board in his hand, and asked.

"No, the transportation is too slow, I can just go by myself." Lin Qian said casually.

"That's okay." Lu Zhiwen didn't care about this.

Lin Qian smiled and said nothing. He looked up at the blue sky and narrowed his eyes.

"Little bastard, you are very leisurely. Where did my wishing well go?"

At this time, a middle-aged man's voice sounded, echoing in Lin Qian's ears.

After hearing this, Lin Qian's smoking hand paused slightly, and his face became a little stiff.

Looking at the middle-aged man sitting next to him, Lin Qian smiled awkwardly.

"Master Li, good morning..."

"Well, it's pretty good." The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qian expressionlessly.

Then……

ten minutes later.

Lin Qian sat next to the middle-aged man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, saying nothing.

The middle-aged man seemed to be in a state of transcendence at this moment and let out a long breath.

"Little bastard, I've been looking for something for more than ten years and I haven't found it yet, but you ate it like this. Do you think you should hit me?"

"Should..." Lin Qian's mouth twitched.

"Well, it's good to know." Li Chunfeng nodded, a child can be taught.
To be continued...