Chapter 237: Beijing Suburbs Funeral Palace (59)

* * * When he appeared, except for Wei Xun, the other tour guides and tourists all lowered their heads reflexively.

Not only out of respect for the host of the hotel, but also because looking at the host is simply a matter of seeking death. Even if you are not crazy at the time, your spirit will be broken, and you may die at some point.

Although most of the passengers saw the two hosts during the performance in the east hall last night, the incident happened so suddenly, and the hosts left so quickly that no one had time to close their eyes. Afterwards, I looked at everything, and no matter how worried I felt, there was nothing I could do.

But once it is familiar, once it is detoured, experienced travelers will know that the evaluation of this fourth scenic spot will probably start before Tianshou Mountain, and the examiner will come out in advance. So when they arrived at Longshan Pass, they saw a figure standing there. Then, all the passengers closed their eyes and didn't look much at all.

Hearing Bing 250 say: "* * *", Zhou Xiyang's heart that had been holding on to him finally relaxed a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately it was him.

Bing250 This team leadership assessment is inherently sad. If the examiner is not from their side and can't take care of it, it would be too fucked up.

How could it be him? ? !

Yun Lianghan almost threw the bar in his hand, his heart felt as if he was struck by thunder, and his whole body almost turned into a shadow.

Didn't it mean that Director Cui's examiner was Mr. Xi Ming? How has it changed? !

Even if Mr. Ximing is still studying at the Inca Sun Gate, then, he should be the puppet or person in charge of Mr. Ximing.

How could it be * * *? Isn't he An Xuefeng's person in charge of slicing?

From Mr. Xi Ming to An Xuefeng, this huge gap made Yun Lianghan feel like he was hit hard. I originally thought that I had been working hard during this journey, but now I was finally able to get ahead, with a boss to protect me, but in the end, in the end...

You have to know when Yun Lianghan has been in this situation! Especially when Orion mutated into Silver Moon Killer last night, it was a huge blow to him - he had always regarded Orion as his opponent, but he actually hid his secret!

Yun Lianghan felt horrified when he thought about it. Orion was hiding something. Could his sister be an ordinary person? Calculated this way, the only one in this brigade that he can beat is Bai Xiaotian, a one-star super star, but Bai Xiaotian is also protected by a half-life Taoist.

well!

Yun Lianghan even reluctantly wanted to look up and see if it was * * * - Alas, no matter who it was, he couldn't recognize it anyway. After all, he hadn't really seen it with his own eyes.

"call--"

However, just when Yun Lianghan felt sad and felt that his future was bleak, a low roar, like a cat's roar from its throat, suddenly sounded from the coffin he was carrying. This time, O'Lion was in front and Yun Lianghan was carrying the coffin. So Yun Lianghan could see the coffin in front of him as soon as he raised his eyes.

After thinking for a while, he still opened his eyes - not to look at the examiner in front of him anyway. This coffin has been carried to the final level, but it cannot be let go here. So Yun Lianghan opened his eyes, but as soon as he opened his eyes, his heart almost rose to his throat.

cat!

On the cover of this luxurious and wealthy coffin, a cat squatted unexpectedly!

"plum--"

Mekel is coming!

Yun Lianghan almost screamed to remind others. Those people from the monster camp had been hiding their faces all this time, so it was normal for them to come out now. But before Yun Lianghan shouted, the cat glanced at him lightly, and he seemed to be covered by something, and he was speechless.

Mekel is not that strong.

After the initial panic and vigilance, Yun Lianghan breathed a sigh of relief.

Such a powerful cat must be Director Cui's illusion.

Yes, if you take a closer look, this cat clearly looks like a lynx, bigger than other cats. Even if Mekel turns into a cat, how can he be so handsome? It is indeed Director Cui who turned into a cat. .

Yun Lianghan didn't hate the cat at all for beating him up that morning. Master Xi Ming didn't come, so he had to keep up with Director Cui in this scenic spot. In Yun Lianghan's eyes, people like Zhou Xiyang and Ban Ming Taoist who are returning home are all people with ulterior motives! Can they help Cui Dao with all their strength?

Guitu and the Butcher Alliance have had a long-standing grudge. Director Cui is the Lord's younger brother, so he doesn't believe that Guitu has any good intentions.

Coupled with the shocking news that the Ghost Monarch broke last night, what * * * loves Director Cui, An Xuefeng wants to monopolize Director Cui, Yun Lianghan even feels that An Xuefeng is relying on addiction to control Director Bing, and his intention bad!

Moreover, the devil merchant is not a good bird if he allows the ghost monarch to spread such lies in the brigade.

That sheep in Yuntianhe is a traitor, ruthless and treacherous, even the devil merchants don’t believe him. Not to mention those things in the West End.

Thinking about it this way, Director Cui and Yun Lianghan were fighting alone. There was no one they could trust during such a freshman journey. When he was alone and helpless, even a phantom cat looked so beautiful in Yun Lianghan's eyes.

But before Yun Lianghan could take another look, the phantom cat disappeared.

"In front of you is Mangshan Mountain."

* * * He didn't appear for long. When his figure disappeared, Wei Xun was thoughtful and glanced at the coffin in the back. Even though he didn't see anything, he still realized that something had come just now.

Is it a phantom cat?

should be.

The only examiner was * * *, which was both unexpected and expected by Wei Xun. It can be said that since Wei Xun saw that his illusion was that of a pancake cat, not a snow leopard, a white wolf, a tentacle, etc., Wei Xun felt that the only examiner who would appear later would be * * *.

‘There has always been only one examiner’

Wei Xun thought of what Dream Chaser said to him this morning.

He didn't let Zhui Meng kill Huan Huan, and Zhui Meng didn't take action either. He was about to reach the fourth scenic spot, and thinking that he was about to disappear, the dream chaser turned into a human form and told him all the important points that he could think of.

Among them is the matter of the examiner.

Dream Chaser has also been an examiner, and I think the psychic was the one who proctored the exam under him.

"The examiner is fair and impartial, so you can either choose the person in charge who is absolutely fair, or choose the director who is not involved."

The four words "fairness and justice" are what dreamers value with great meaning.

"You see, the examiner of the Devil Merchant is Devourer, because Devourer and the Werewolf Alliance have nothing to do with the Black Widow."

Even the Devourer himself has no power (the power belonging to the extraditer has been destroyed). He is alone and is most suitable to be the examiner.

"But I have a grudge against the Butcher Alliance."

The dream chaser didn't have any scruples when he said this, and he had nothing to hide. He said straightforwardly: "The hotel chose me to invigilate the exam for the psychic, because it doesn't want to see the butcher tour guide."

Logically speaking, the most suitable person to be the examiner would be a pig-farming tour guide who is the kind of person who works under a puppet master, who is smooth and does not offend either left or right. But in fact, once the 'candidate' is a butcher tour guide, the examiner is very likely to be a tour guide of the dream chaser group.

As for Dream Chaser, he has proctored the butcher tour guide several times this year. If the situation had not worsened day by day, and he was worried about Zhang Xingzang and refused to proctor more than a dozen times, he would have been an examiner even more times.

"You will be fair and just."

Wei Xun chuckled, and returned the words "fairness and justice" to the dreamer. After hearing his words, Dream Chaser also smiled. His originally cold expression suddenly became warm, like ice melting away from snow.

"No, I'm not."

The dream chaser teased and said: "Butchers and tour guides kill people and harm others. I will deduct points for them severely."

"As long as half of the points are deducted, there is no chance of getting the ring."

"They all know this, so during the team leader assessment, there are many tourists who like to meet butcher tour guides."

Because he knows that the examiner is most likely to be from the Dream Chaser family, every butcher tour guide will restrain himself and then restrain himself when leading the team for the assessment, and he will also show rare concern for the passengers. After all, Dream Chasers are unreasonable, no matter whether it was you who killed the passenger or the passenger who committed suicide himself.

Therefore, during the tour led by the Butcher Tour Guide, the mortality rate of passengers was actually the lowest.

"You see, they can obviously do it."

When he said this, Dream Chaser was a little sarcastic, but there was helplessness deep in his tone.

"But they don't do it."

The butcher style guides basically have alienated states that can be reset to zero. Even because they maintain the alienated state for a long time, have more experience, and have many abyss nodes in the alliance, their overall strength is stronger than the tour guides of other schools.

If you are also leading a group, if you want to lead it well, then the butcher tour guide will definitely be able to survive more passengers than the pig flow tour guide.

The more you act as an examiner, the more clearly you can see this. The clearer I can see, the more powerless I am.

The Butcher Alliance is crooked from the bottom up.

Alienation brings unparalleled strength, but it also turns people into 'inhumans'. Mental pollution makes people stronger, but it also breeds negative emotions deep inside.

There are very few people who can be sober, and there are even more people who are "drunk now".

But due to human nature, they will not take action against the strong, but will only take it out on the weak.

It gives them a twisted pleasure to tear them apart, watch them die, watch them do anything to please, watch the passengers kill each other.

"But you are different."

The dream chaser looked deeply at Bing250. This person was different.

Dream Chaser could tell that Bing250 also had a lot of emotions that he wanted to vent and release, but he never attacked the weak. He would only challenge the stronger and the danger.

It can be said that Bing250's realm is higher, it can also be said that Bing250's threshold is higher, and attacking the weak will not make him feel any more happiness at all.

How can we subtly influence others to change like this? Is it really possible to ‘mass produce’ C-250?

Even a dream chaser knows that leading a tour and helping other travelers is more about satisfying his pursuit of hope and wanting to see that there is light in the darkness, which gives him the confidence to continue to stay in the hotel.

Help travelers be happy?

Killing too many tour guides makes the dream chaser's visions twisted and horrific. Occasionally, dreamers get bored, lose control, and think about destroying everything.

But the appearance of Bing250 seems to have turned everything around.

"The examiner's score is a comprehensive score.'

The Dream Chaser didn't mention any other chores. The team leader assessment of Bing250 was now important.

"The number of survivors in the brigade, the completion of the scenic spot mission, the depth of the scenic spot excavation, the mental state of the passengers, whether the natural environment has been damaged, etc. are all factors that will be scored. 60% of the scores are automatically judged by the hotel , and the other 40% is the examiner’s personal score.”

The dream chaser looked deeply at Bing250: "The full score is one hundred. As long as you get fifty points, you will pass."

The key lies with the examiner. If you can get full marks from the examiner, you only need to get another ten points to pass the level.

"That's it."

Wei Xun nodded, indicating that he understood. But the dream chaser was puzzled. After looking at him for a while, he saw that Bing 250 didn't say anything, so he couldn't help but said, "Why don't you ask?"

"What?"

"Ask...Ask if there are any additional points or something like that."

The dream chaser frowned, thinking something was wrong. According to Bing 250's personality, after knowing that the task of passing the team leader assessment was not difficult, he should feel regretful and disappointed, and would take the initiative to increase the difficulty for himself.

But no, Bing 250 didn't ask.

Is he too injured and not healed? Or is he thinking about other things? But anyway...

"Oh, then are there additional points for killing the tour guide?"

Wei Xun asked readily, "For example, killing the devil merchant."

He also found that he was not in a good mood. Those things that used to make him feel excited and happy and actively pursue them now seem to be covered with a layer of film.

‘Fun’ is not only physical, but also psychological. It can be said that all excitement, excitement, pleasure and even stimulation will eventually lead to ‘fun’.

Wei Xun himself does not have any negative emotions. Now he will not feel happy anymore, which is equivalent to many positive emotions without results.

If you can’t feel happy, what’s the point of looking for excitement?

It is worthy of the 90% doomsday punishment. To be precise, Wei Xun is losing interest in everything now.

It seems that a solution must be found as soon as possible - or at least find a way to alleviate it first.

Otherwise, in a journey of this difficulty, becoming ‘passive’ is fatal.

“Killing the devil merchant will not get any additional points.”

The original doubts of the dream chaser were interrupted by Bing 250’s words. Because it involved the East and West Districts confrontation mission, he even thought about Bing 250’s words seriously, and then changed to private chat, and the voice sounded directly in Bing 250’s mind.

‘The suggestion is not to kill the tour guide - if you must kill him, then make sure to destroy his illusion before killing him. ’

The dream chaser warned seriously: ‘Otherwise you will be like me. ’

* *

“Mangshan is part of Jundu Mountain and belongs to the branch of Yanshan Mountain.”

The devil merchant muttered beside Wei Xun, not knowing that Wei Xun had discussed with the dream chaser whether killing him would add points.

“Mangshan is the largest national forest park in Beijing, and has the longest climbing steps in Beijing.”

The tour guide brooch has the function of “outsider”, and the devil merchant will get some additional information about tourist attractions.

“We won’t take any tourist climbing steps this time.”

The half-life Taoist said without giving face, while Zhou Xiyang had already released another drone to overlook Mangshan from a high altitude. Nezha Ling had long been interested in this little thing, and took off with the drone, and even flew around with it in his mouth when he was in the mood.

Zhou Xiyang did not stop Nezha Ling, and he knew that Nezha Ling did not do this for fun. With Nezha Ling next to him, even if there were any sneaky monsters in the mountain, they would never dare to attack the drone.

This drone that can detect ghosts and spirits of the dead is specially made and very precious. Even Zhou Xiyang only brought two, and he took them out at the fourth scenic spot. With the help of drones to explore the way, the group quickly planned the route and walked through an unopened forest that was completely opposite to the tourist passage.

The mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk on. The devil merchant could turn into a ghost and float. Wei Xun got on the Sky Fox again and was carried forward by Yu Hehui.

"This is the Yuanbao maple. In autumn, the maple leaves on the tree are like gold ingots."

Tong Hege teleported to a golden maple tree and carefully picked something from the branch. It was late autumn, and Mangshan was golden and red. There were red-leafed cotinus and torch trees everywhere, which would turn red in autumn. The autumn wind was rustling, and the red leaves were falling. Tong Hege, dressed in red, perfectly blended into the autumn scenery.

He put the Yuanbao maple leaf in Wei Xun's hand. Wei Xun looked at it carefully and found that this maple leaf was unusual. It was only half the size of a palm, but it was crystal clear. Not only is there no wormhole, but the color is also beautiful and pure.

The strangest thing is that it doesn't look old. It is as fresh as the newly born leaves. The golden orange veins are like golden sugar silk, and the golden leaf flesh is like soaked in honey.

"Try it, it's sweet."

Wei Xun put the leaf in his mouth and opened his eyes in surprise. The leaf melted in his mouth. It was not very sweet at first, just like tender grass roots. Slowly savoring it, the sweet taste will slowly emerge, more sweet than honey water, it is the unique fragrance of plants.

"This is the essence of the wood, it is good to eat it."

Yu Hehui said: "But this Yuanbao maple tree is of average age."

After resurrection, Tong Hege is both a mountain ghost and a mountain spirit. It is his talent to absorb the essence of nature, but this is not easy to do. He got a Yuanbao maple leaf so quickly, which can only mean that this maple leaf is not a spiritual medicine, at most it just tastes good.

"Just treat it as candy, it's not a tonic."

Tong Hege said indifferently: "It's just for your mouth."

Wei Xun was not in a good state and was not in a good mood. Even if the dream chaser didn't continue to ask, Yu Hehui and Tong Hege also found the problem.

Yu Hehui was thinking whether Wei Xun should relieve himself. Now that * * * is the chief examiner, it should be quite convenient to relieve himself?

We need to find a good place to stay tonight.

Tong Hege didn't know about relieving himself yet. He saw that Wei Xun often drank sugar water, so he found him something sweet.

This essence is very sweet, does not cause tooth decay, and is good for your health if you eat it.

"Your clothes will change color naturally?"

In fact, Wei Xun didn't show much difference, but Tong Hege and Yu Hehui were resurrected by him, and many things couldn't be hidden from them. Simply use Tong Hege's words to change the topic.

He originally thought that mountain ghosts wore red, but when he saw Tong Hege standing on the top of the brilliant golden ingot tree, he looked a little bit more golden when he was dressed in red.

"That's right. I had a chameleon for many years."

Tong Hege said regretfully: "It's a pity that he died."

An Xuefeng has the top orange title of Archdruid. When those around him have the title of Wild Mind, it will be faster and easier to transform into animals. Tong Hege was also known as a wild soul during his lifetime. As the team doctor, his safety is the most important, and he must learn to protect himself.

So Tong Hege chose a chameleon, and combined with his title of mountain ghost, he could hide in the natural environment at any time.

Now that Tong Hege is resurrected, technically speaking, he is not a tourist, but a 'mountain ghost'. Those titles are naturally gone, but many of their functions have been preserved, and most of them have become his talents.

For example, this piece of clothing changes color according to nature.

Not only Tong Hege, but the mourners also picked up many maple leaves of Yuanbaofeng. Paper money and other items have been used up long ago. It is the job of the old housekeeper of the Zhi family to prepare paper money. He and Zhi Kuikui are gone. It can be said that the current paper man funeral team is simply destitute.

But it won't work without paper money. When the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers on the Shinto side see no one, they will definitely think of them taking a detour, and it will only take seconds to find them again.

However, the Ming Tombs are not something they can come and leave whenever they want. Even the ghost army cannot search the mountain with great force. Half-Life Taoist said that the one who came to them should be the fastest kid. Find the trace first, then go back and report it, and then the ghost officer will lead the troops to hunt him down.

"The little devils are the most greedy for money. If we throw them away, they will pick them up."

Taoist Ban Ming said: "They are reluctant to part with the money, so naturally they will not go back and report immediately."

Then you won't get any money.

"Yuan Baofeng has a little bit of wealth, but he can pass it off as paper money."

In the past, ingot maple could only be grown by wealthy families. It has a nice name, beautiful leaves, and has the meaning of attracting wealth. Not just any yellow leaf can pretend to be paper money.

“But what’s fake is what’s fake.”

Zhou Xiyang said seriously: "We will arrive at the Ming Tombs Reservoir at 12 noon. Once we pass the reservoir, it will be difficult for the Yin Army to pursue us."

Twelve o'clock is the node of the day when Yang Qi changes from strong to weak, and it is the most Yin moment. In the morning, the yang energy was strong, and the sun made the little devils dizzy and unable to distinguish real and fake paper money.

But after twelve o'clock, it's hard to say.

Their destination was still Tianshou Mountain. They would make a loop from the east and take the line Mangshan - Ming Tombs Reservoir - Xiaomangshan.

If everything goes well as expected, they will be able to settle in Deling Village tonight.

The fifteenth emperor was buried in Deling. He was the youngest among the three tombs to the east and was the first one they would encounter when taking this route.

Let’s go to Deling to explore it first.

"Do you like maple leaves?"

The passengers there were discussing seriously, and the devil merchant here came over eagerly and praised: "I like it too, it's very beautiful."

As he spoke, he showed his hand, revealing a handful of bright red and golden maple leaves. It turned out that the devil merchant seemed to be happier after seeing Tong Hege "picking up maple leaves" for Bing 250, so he subconsciously picked up some himself.

He didn't have any extra thoughts, he just wanted to talk to Bing250 more. After all, once you enter the mausoleum area, the current relaxed atmosphere will probably be gone.

"Where did you pick up this maple leaf?"

Wei Xun raised his eyes and at first glance felt that the devil merchant was holding a hand of scarlet flesh!

Those pieces of meat were constantly twitching and squirming as if they were alive. The red ones were flesh and the yellow ones were sticky fat. They looked very scary.

His left eye hurt slightly. Wei Xun closed his eyes and opened them again. The devil merchant had a normal maple leaf in his hand.

"It's the forest behind."

The devil businessman frowned, sensing something unusual. With a shake of his hand, he dropped all the red maple leaves.

"fine."

Wei Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked behind him. The mountain road they took was considered a wild road. No one had walked on it on weekdays, so the forest was extremely lush, especially the tall red maple trees, with lush and overlapping branches and leaves. Even the sky was blocked, and the ground was covered with red. Yellow and white maple leaves.

...At first glance, they seemed to be walking in some kind of red and yellow pipe.

Like, like inside the belly of some living creature.

It would be more like it if these red maple leaves were made of flesh and blood and the yellow leaves were made of fat.

The funeral team walked very quickly in order to hurry, and now they have reached the middle of Mangshan Mountain - an area where they cannot evacuate quickly and cannot get out immediately.

Best for hands-on use.

Wei Xun's lips moved slightly and he did not make a sound, but the tour guide he spoke rang in the ears of another group of tourists.

Travelers from the monster camp also walked through Mangshan Mountain, following behind the brigade. Along the way, the sound of Bing250 rang in their ears through the earphones.

"There is a rather interesting legend surrounding this Python Mountain."

"It is said that in the early years of the Ming Dynasty, a 100-meter giant python appeared in this mountain. It devoured people alive and harmed all living beings. It made the people here miserable. Even the construction of the imperial mausoleum was affected. No one could do anything about it. A giant python.”

"Later, there was a young Hui man named Sihai Baba. He decided to eliminate harm for the people and killed the giant python."

When Wei Xun was giving the tour guide, the devil merchant also started talking. However, the stories they told were the same but different.

The devil merchant said: "Shai Hai Baba held two sharp knives, covered his body with rosin, and took the initiative to expose himself in front of the giant python. The smell of rosin was very strong, so the giant python did not bite him, but swallowed him directly into its stomach. Shai Hai Baba stabbed the python in the stomach and killed it. But the snake's venom poisoned him to death."

However, Wei Xun said: "Shai Hai Baba wore clothes made of thick cowhide with sharp knives on the outside. The giant python swallowed him and his stomach was directly cut open. So the giant python died, but Shai Hai Baba survived and became a hero. In order to commemorate him, this mountain is also called Python Mountain."

The same protagonist, similar legends, but different endings!

The red and yellow leaves covering the sky and the sun on this mountain are just like the belly of a giant python? And the travelers walking in the python's belly are 'Shai Hai Baba'.

How can we 'kill' the giant python and survive from the python's belly? Rosin knife and cowhide knife, two different choices, but one life and one death.

The Taoist camp learned about the ‘dead game’, while the monster camp learned about the ‘live game’! The reason for this essential difference is not only the difference in strength between the two camps, the impact of the team leader assessment, but also because the little white dragon is now with Mei Keer!

Last night, Mei Keer used a paint bucket to help the little white dragon turn into a dragon, fulfilling its wish, and allowing this wisp of white snake spirit to be preserved is a favor to it!

Even if the white deer and white dragon will eventually follow Wei Xun, who revived the dragon vein and investigated the cause of death of the mountain god, at the fourth scenic spot, they will follow Mei Keer to repay the favor first.

The white snake spirit is the ancestor of the snakes in the Yanshan Mountains. It’s just a big python, how dare it hurt the people it protects? So the monster camp got a live game. But the Taoist camp is in trouble! As the tour guide finished speaking, there was a sudden silence around. The original chirping of insects and birds disappeared.

…It was like a monster lurking in the dark, finding itself exposed.

So it stopped hiding.

“Hiss——”

The earth shook violently in a long hiss like a gas leak. The red and yellow maple leaves piled on the ground stuck together in a strange shape and began to wriggle.

“Bang.”

Another tremor, like the beating of a strong heart. Amid the fine brushing sound, the light above the head suddenly dimmed, and the maple branches and leaves above the travelers stretched strangely and stuck together. The trunks looked like snake skeletons, and the maple leaves stuck together looked like flesh and blood.

Pulse, wriggling, a faint sweet and fishy smell spread, vaguely present, but smelling it for a while makes people dizzy and breathless.

Highly poisonous.

“So disgusting.”

Tong Hege said with disgust, wrapped his clothes tightly and sat on Yu Hehui’s back, so that his clothes turned into the same white as the sky fox, so as not to be stained with the red and yellow color of blood, flesh and fat.

He couldn’t help but open his hand and clench his fist. The ten years since his death seemed like a dream to him. When he woke up, he was still a traveler and a doctor, but in reality, he was different.

He was a resurrected person, and he could not take action in the current situation.

"It's so dirty."

Wei Xun said gloomily, covering his nose. The crisis of Mangshan could not arouse his interest at all.

"Get out quickly."

"Okay."

Zhou Xiyang heard it even though they were far away. He turned his head and nodded to Bing 250, then shouted seriously: "Did you hear it? Hurry up, don't waste time here!"

"There are only five people in the whole team, why are you shouting so loudly."

Half-life Taoist muttered in his heart, but changed his original plan. They were not frightened at all by the changes in Mangshan, and were very calm. For them, this difficulty was just a matter of spending more time or less time, and each had their own solution.

The two legends of Shahai Baba, Half-life and Zhou Xiyang, also knew that they had done a detailed investigation of the attractions that might be involved in the entire journey to the Beijing Suburban Funeral Palace before coming.

For example, the legend of Shahai Baba being poisoned to death was not completely told by the devil merchant. After Shahai Baba died, there was another short part of the legend, which said that Shahai Baba had a psychic white camel. After the death of its master, the camel stopped eating and drinking and eventually died.

The legend omitted by the tour guide is the key to overcoming the crisis!

The psychic white camel means that it is very likely to have a soul after death. And in various legends, the white camel is a spiritual creature that can guide people to escape from sandstorms and lead lost people back to the right path.

The white camel is kind by nature. Its master died in the mouth of a giant python. For a hundred years, it has been wandering in Mangshan, and it must not want other tourists to repeat the same mistake.

So as long as the half-life Taoist opens his yin and yang eyes and can find the soul of the white camel, the team can follow it and pass Mangshan smoothly.

But if you do this, it may take a little longer.

Since Director C said to hurry up, then go as fast as possible.

"Give me some strength, or I won't be able to hold on."

Understanding Zhou Xiyang's meaning, Banming Daoist was actually a little excited. He couldn't help but cough lightly, and then he carefully took out a very well-preserved ancient book.

"Is it "Heavenly Questions"?

Tong Hege sat up straight and said in surprise: "Is Cen Qin going to use this?"

"Heavenly Questions" and "Mountain Ghost" are both from "Chu Ci". Many years ago, when returning home, he joined hands with metaphysics on a journey. In a fifth-level extremely dangerous journey in Miluo River, he encountered an event-based scenic spot alienation.

Tong Hege and Cen Qin were the activators and the most involved. Afterwards, they both successfully completed ‘Qu Yuan’s last wish’ and had the opportunity to listen to Qu Yuan’s soul telling the story of Chu Ci.

Later, Tong Hege comprehended “Mountain Ghost” and obtained the corresponding orange title after a series of tasks. Cen Qin comprehended “Heavenly Questions”.

However, Tong Hege had already learned from Yu Hehui what happened to the Half-Life Taoist later. The most important impact of the decline in strength is probably that those top orange titles can no longer be used, because people can no longer bear that kind of powerful and terrifying power.

The title of Heavenly Questions is now rarely known.

“I didn’t expect Cen Qin to copy down “Heavenly Questions”... This can be regarded as his exclusive prop.”

The title cannot be used, but the exclusive prop can be used. It’s just that it will be very reluctant to use it, and it needs the assistance of others.

If it were all up to the Half-Life Taoist, I’m afraid he would have run out of power as soon as he asked a question. But Zhou Xiyang’s support will change this dilemma.

Yu Hehui vaguely understood why they did this.

Although everything was successful last night, Wei Xun also survived, which can be said to be the best result. But in contrast, Zhou Xiyang realized that he was beyond his ability.

He, Half-Life Taoist, and Mei Keer worked together to just trap the Silver Moon Killer, and could not do more.

He was not able to really participate in the battle, nor could he help Bing 250 after the Devourer took action.

Who would have thought that during this journey, they, the powerful veteran travelers who were second only to the peak travelers, felt powerless.

But since this is the case, change is even more necessary.

The "combination skill" with Half-Life Taoist this time is the change that Zhou Xiyang and Half-Life Taoist tried to make. And using it on Mangshan is an attempt.

If the power of "Heavenly Question" can really be exerted, even if only half of it is exerted, it can be used as a killer in the imperial mausoleum.

"Look, this is one of the top orange titles."

Yu Hehui said seriously, Tong Hege sat next to Wei Xun, and they looked at Half-Life Taoist and Zhou Xiyang.

"Back then, Cen Qin...was the second most powerful traveler after Captain An."

Zhou Xiyang's hand was already on the shoulder of the Half-Life Taoist, his pupils were dark, and his anger was rising.

The Half-Life Taoist's robe seemed to be blown by the invisible wind, his pale cheeks flushed, and his hands were trembling slightly, as if he had endured a huge force. Suddenly, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of the Half-Life Taoist's mouth. This was the backlash caused by the overly powerful force filling his body.

But while the blood was flowing, the Half-Life Taoist clenched his teeth, and the scroll in his hand moved without wind, as if hundreds of golden words flew out, flickering and dancing in the dim space. Obviously, the Half-Life Taoist hadn't made a sound, but the ground of the Python Mountain had already shaken, and the scarlet flesh and blood trembled unsteadily, as if they felt the powerful pressure, and they actually felt a little shuddering.

However, in the next second, those golden words flew and changed, and actually formed a golden "Ask" in the air!

There was only the word "Ask", no sky, because at this moment, the Half-Life Taoist represented the sky!

"Heaven, ask!"

The Half-Life Taoist finally opened his mouth, his tongue bursting with spring thunder. Just two words seemed like thunder, and the extremely huge and magnificent sound came from the sky, overlooking and crushing down!

"Pythons are not poisonous, how can they harm people?"

The Half-Life Taoist asked sternly, pointing directly to the loopholes in the legend. The giant python that swallows people is not poisonous, so how could Shai Hai Baba be poisoned to death?

From this point, the Half-Life Taoist directly characterized the entire legend-the legend is wrong!

Then, without waiting for the python spirit to make any excuses, he said the second sentence directly.

"If the legend is false, the python does not exist."

Since the legend is wrong, the content of the legend is naturally unreliable. The giant python that swallows people may not exist.

The giant python in the legend does not exist, and this Python Mountain certainly will not have the current changes.

With two sentences, the Half-Life Taoist directly denied the existence of the giant python!

"Boom!!"

As soon as the two sentences came out, the Python Mountain shook violently, and those red and yellow maple leaves fluttered and fell in panic. Then there was a loud rumble, and everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. The red and yellow maple leaves that turned into the abdomen of the giant python withered and disappeared in an instant. Without the maple leaves, only the bare maple trees were left, as if winter had suddenly arrived.

The giant python spirit in the Python Mountain was completely shattered and dissipated by what he said!

Even Wei Xun opened his eyes wide in shock and sat up straight. There was no earth-shattering battle, but just two sentences, and the python spirit was dissipated and collapsed. Facing the power of the orange title at close range for the first time, Wei Xun really had a lot of interest. The fusion flame burned at his fingertips, and the color seemed to become deeper, as if it had also drawn some power from the Heavenly Question.

"See it."

Before the roar stopped, Tong Hege sighed: "'Can't let Cen Qin speak', the Heavenly Question back then was so powerful."