I Am a Professional Hunter

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"Hugh, Chu Ziyun!"

Before Qin Wen could react, he came to the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion. He was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

Xiu and Chu Ziyun were obviously deciphering the ancient text on the wall, and Yue Leopard, Zu Lang and Xiao Liu were staring at them, just catching fish.

At this time, the dumplings were entangled by the chain of sins, and the chain of sins at this time was obviously more comprehensive than Qin Wen's activation before, and the state of the dumplings was also more stable.

Knowing that it was the saint who shot, Qin Wen thanked him silently, and then looked downstairs.

At this time, Gu Ge's hair was as long as ink, and his white hair became ghostly, as black and bright as the night sky.

He was stuck in the group of stone statues, fighting frantically, and countless stone statues were smashed by him, delaying the progress of the accumulation.

But everything was frozen, and Gu Ge's ferocious expression also seemed to be trapped in amber, frozen in it.

Looking at his expression, Qin Wen couldn't help swallowing. This was the first time he had seen Gu Ge look so fierce.

But he breathed a sigh of relief. Although Gu Ge looked hideous, he was generally not in danger. His combat power has grown a lot now compared to before, and a crisis of this magnitude can still be dealt with.

After all, there are only a lot of stone statues here, and the individual strength is not strong. If he encounters the kind of monster that Qin Wen is facing, Gu Ge will be helpless.

"Are they all your friends?"

Yin Tianzheng looked at Qin Wen with a smile on his face, without disturbing him, he picked up the Holy Spirit brick in the corner and slowly rubbed it in his hand, his expression was very subtle, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"Well... all the people I brought, I must protect them."

Qin Wen nodded, and he also discovered that everything around him is not static, but moving, but the speed is extremely slow. The process that can be completed in an instant may take several hours, or even days. Can't tell.

He turned his head, only to see Yin Tianzheng holding the Holy Spirit Brick in his hand.

At this time, he has no body and cannot affect everything around him, but Yin Tianzheng can.

With the Holy Spirit Brick in his hand, the Holy Spirit was restrained and became ordinary, no longer emitting a halo. Qin Wen looked at this scene and suddenly remembered something.

"In ancient times, there was a palace tower standing on the top of the cloud, and the exiled immortals were drunk and lying in front of the hall. The Holy Spirit kicked his feet when he was displeased, and the immortals carried bricks and fell for nine days..."

"When I got the Holy Spirit Brick, I had a poem like this. Could it be that the Holy Spirit I was talking about was Yin Tianzheng? Then didn't he know the news of the exile?"

Qin Wen was stunned for a moment, then quickly spoke.

"Senior, do you know the origin of this brick?"

Yin Tianzheng looked at Qin Wen's tentative expression and smiled happily.

"Hehe, of course, more than knowing that this brick was picked off by a guy from the front of my holy palace."

Yin Tianzheng smiled and looked at the brick in his hand, as if he remembered something from the past.

Qin Wen's eyes widened. Sure enough, the Holy Spirit mentioned in the poem was him!

What about the exile? Who is it?

Before Qin Wen could ask a question, Yin Tianzheng took the initiative to speak.

"This brick is the seventh brick in front of my hall. Back then, Mu Xichuan was very drunk because of his victory in the first battle. Although I was happy for him, I never thought that he would drink for seven days in a row, as if he was drunk. The mad dog even almost got married with a cactus and entered the bridal chamber, which made the immortal friends laugh."

Speaking of which, let alone Yin Tianzheng can't stop laughing, even Qin Wen can't hold back, marrying a cactus? How painful is that...

"After all, he is my descendant, and I was so angry that I immediately kicked him down from the Holy Court, and it happened to be a war, and he promised that he would not come back within five years. Who would have thought that that guy was kicked by me, and he even took off a piece of bluestone from me. .."

Having said this, Yin Tianzheng smiled slightly, but then he became lonely.

"Who would have thought... The five years I said turned out to be impossible to see each other again."

Yin Tianzheng sighed slightly, then looked at Qin Wen.

"Child, the [Desolate Ancient Pendant] on your chest was originally something of Daoxuan, but before he disappeared, he split it into two parts and gave them to Qi Yuxi and Mu Xichuan respectively. Must have met."

"We haven't seen each other for many years... The last time we drank together was more than a few years ago. This brick is useless if you bring it. Why don't you give it to me, or to see things and think about people, how about it?"

Yin Tianzheng looked into Qin Wen's eyes with that sincere attitude. He didn't look like an aloof Holy Spirit at all. Instead, he looked like an ordinary friend asking for something that didn't really matter.

Qin Wen suddenly panicked a little, this is the real Holy Spirit! The other party is actually begging himself... How can this be tolerated?

"Of course... this is yours, I just returned it to the original owner, not to mention I took your knife and chain..."

Seeing that Qin Wen did not refuse, Yin Tianzheng smiled.

"Then thank you little friend."

Immediately afterwards, he waved his arm, and the Holy Spirit Brick dropped his hand in a blink of an eye and flew towards a wall.

After Yin Tianzheng walked out of the picture scroll, the picture scroll was hidden, and it appeared again at this time. The Holy Spirit Brick instantly submerged, turned into a little ink, and became a part of the picture scroll.

In the painting, the Holy Spirit bricks fly like flowers and butterflies, and finally, after thousands of years, they are embedded in their original place again, without even a trace of wear and tear.

Seeing that Yin Tianzheng took away the Holy Spirit Brick, at the same time, a prompt appeared on the computer of the distant office.

【Ancient Temple of the Holy Spirit】

【Hidden mission completed】

At this point, the Holy Spirit Brick, who had accompanied Qin Wen for a long time, finally returned to his original position.

"Senior, you said you wanted to tell me a story, what kind of story is that?"

Qin Wen looked at Yin Tianzheng, and Yin Tianzheng also gave him a deep look, then turned his head and looked at the wall that Xiu and Chu Ziyun had already read.

"Um... what kind of story... If it is told to others, I am afraid it will be a legendary, epic, arrogant, undefeated myth."

Yin Tianzheng looked lonely and depressed. Although he was still smiling, he was already extremely desolate.

"But let me say...that's a tragedy, a tragic, absurd, tragic, hopeless joke."

"..."

Yin Tianzheng stretched out his hand and stroked the wall. The stone carvings that were full of them were all carved by himself, knife by knife.

Qin Wen watched and listened quietly, without saying anything.

"Born in a poor house, a foolish boy, his father died in battle, and his widowed mother runs the house..."

Yin Tianzheng began to read the words on the stone wall, UU read www.uukanshu.com and told Qin Wen.

The whole story was not very different from the translations of Xiu and Chu Ziyun, and Qin Wen also took it to heart.

Soon, Yin Tianzheng mentioned that the elder brother named Tianzheng was recruited and went to the battlefield.

At this moment, Yin Tianzheng's voice stopped, and he closed his eyes, as if he was contemplating and reminiscing.

That year, that month, that day, that day, that place, that mortal world.

moonlit night.

Two people, one big and one small, faced each other, one with a sad face and the other with red eyes, but they both washed their faces with tears.

"Brother, why are you going? Aren't you most afraid of the mountains of corpses and the blood of the lake? This time... let's escape this time, and bring everyone with us..."

The short figure was crying and puzzled.

In fact, they had said goodbye thousands of times, but he never dared to face his family and cry goodbye.

It was only on this night that I wanted to leave alone, but I never thought that my younger brother was so alert and followed.

Tianzheng put away his sad face and smiled.

"No way... Brother has already escaped once, I can't escape anymore..."

"I can't... I can't be afraid anymore, but this time I can't... I have a home behind me..."

That night, Tianzheng walked away, turning back three times one step at a time, each step was difficult.

Another small figure also waited until the trembling but determined figure disappeared into the night.

He just returned to the thatched hut, but he couldn't sleep.

Tian is walking away, but never look back.

Because he knew that even if he took one more look, he would not want to leave.