The Lame Daoist Priest

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After two hours.

The truck stopped on the side of the road, boss Li jumped from the co-pilot, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face walked down from the main driver. Although I didn't watch the fragments of his fate, I know he killed a lot people.

Magical fate rules. . .

Boss Li said: "Okay everyone, we are here. Everyone brings good things and is going to the mountain."

There are two large boxes on the car slot. The crowd opened the boxes. One of the large boxes contained various firearms and weapons. In another big box were food and water.

The little boy walked to the box where the weapon was placed and took out a metal lance from the inside. The body of the gun exhaled cold, which made people feel cold at first sight.

The boy's figure was thin, and there was no childishness of his peers, but he had a kind of perseverance that did not match his age. The facial features are handsome, and his eyes are radiant, and he knows at a glance that he is born with the same yin and yang eyes as the cheap men. His actions seem to be random, but in fact he is a trainer who can defend or counterattack at any time.

Through the wonderful induction of the rules of fate, I know his name is Zhou Hang.

A young man next to him picked up the submachine gun and said with a smile: "What time is it, and there are long guns."

The little boy swept the waist of the young man, and said sternly: "What time is it, and there are soft swords."

"Oh?" The youth was interested: "How do you know my belt is a soft sword?"

"When you lean against the car slot, there will be a slight metal crash."

"Ha! That's good, it seems to be a little capable." The young man laughed and looked at the fat middle-aged man and asked, "Boss Li, where did you find such an interesting child?"

Boss Li showed a look of memory: "A year ago, a family of Qiu came to seek revenge. A dozen strong men with swords forced me into the alley. Just when I thought I could hardly escape, this kid appeared and only used In less than half a minute, more than a dozen strong men with swords could not afford to fall! "

Hearing the description of boss Li, everyone looked at the little boy in surprise. . .

Bring food, firearms, and get ready to go.

Since I am a ‘mountain man’, I ’m going to show them the way, so I was given a piece of food and a dagger.

Leave one person to watch the car, and the rest go down the road and walk towards the mountains. however. . . The driver who saw the car was not the driver with a scar on his face. The Scar Man entered the mountain with us.

These guys are not actually archaeological teams, but tomb robbers. This feeling has not passed for many years. I can't help but feel emotional, and my perception of 'fate' seems to have deepened a layer.

I am just like an ordinary person, slowly advancing with them. Walking and walking, I came to the little boy and said, "Your weapon seems special."

"It's nothing, just sharper," the boy replied. . .

When we reached that destination, it was already three days later. Under my intentional or unintentional guidance, they quickly found the entrance to the tomb.

There is indeed an ancient tomb here, but the rules are not big, and there is nothing good in the funerary inside. There is no full box of gold and silver, only rough jade and copper products, and they are not top-grade. It seems that this time, boss Li is going to be defeated.

However, there is indeed a zombie in this tomb, and if it is not done, it will make it jump. . .

In the team, the mother and son acted as Taoist priests. In this era, the Taoist priests were almost extinct, and they only knew some fur. However, no one knows that the really powerful Taoist heirs in the team are actually the 14-year-old children.

The metal spear carried by the little boy is a treasure. The spear gives a cold feeling, why?

Because there is a lot of yin on the gun, when the yin is strong to a certain degree, it has the effect of harming ghosts. To be honest, this spear is more powerful than Chengyingjian, and I don't know who made it. . .

Entering the tomb, boss Li looked at his mother and daughter and asked, "Two, how are you here? Are there ghosts?"

The mother and daughter took out the bull's tears, wiped them on their eyes, looked around and said, "No, I didn't find yin qi, I can move forward, but everyone should be more careful."

Boss Li said to the two big gunmen: "Old Wu Laozhuo, you two go to open the stone door."

The little boy volunteered: "Uncle Li, let me come."

"Oh?" Boss Li looked at the little boy: "Are you strong enough?"

"Relax, not worse than them, lest someone say I'm too young to do much." Then, the little boy's eyes swept the young man intentionally or unintentionally.

After all, he was still a child. When the young man said a few words, he aroused his heart.

After Boss Li's acquiescence, the little boy walked to the front of the stone gate and carried his spear behind him. Then took a horse step, took a deep breath, and pushed hard towards the stone gate!

The stone door was slowly pushed open, and the noise of rubbing the ground echoed in the empty tomb. Boss Li looked nervously at the situation behind the stone door.

After pushing the stone door open, the little boy glanced inside and said, "Uncle Li, there are some funerary objects."

"Oh? There are funerary items? Let me go in and see!" Then, the fat man would rush in.

Just before rushing in, the little boy grabbed his sleeve: "Uncle Li, don't worry, there may be danger inside."

"Yeah, yeah." The middle-aged woman looked at her daughter and said, "Xiaoxue, go and see if there is any danger in it."

After all, they are acting as Taoist priests. The little boy stepped back and stopped taking care of the arrogant anger in front of him. It seemed that he did not want to reveal the identity of the Taoist heir.

The offspring of this humble man is quite interesting. I have been standing behind and watching with interest.

A girl named Xiaoxue looked at the stone gate for a while and said, "There is some yin in it, but it doesn't matter. This kind of burial chamber lives underground, and it's normal to be a little yin."

Zhou Hang whispered in a low voice: "I don't understand."

"What do you say, stinky boy?" Xiaoxue's ears were sharp, and he glared at Zhou Hang's small voice.

The little boy leaned his head against the wall and stopped talking.

Boss Li made a gesture. The two big men took pistols and flashlights and walked in carefully.

Just stepping into the stone room, a gust of wind blew up and instantly attached to a big man!

Another big man shivered and asked, "What the hell? Old Wu, are you okay?"

Old Wu Yinsen smiled and raised his hand for three shots! Hit the chest of the big man who just asked!

The big man looked at his chest in disbelief, just about to raise his pistol to fight back, but old Wu kicked him out with a kick! At the same time accompanied by the sound of several broken bones! After hitting the wall, he disappeared and did not know whether he was dizzy or dead.

This sudden change made everyone overwhelmed! Xiao Xue near the door screamed even more!

Old Wu raised his hand is a shot! Hit Xiao Xue in the past!

Just as the bullet was about to hit Xiaoxue, a gleaming spear suddenly appeared! The bullet collided with the gunpoint! There was a spark! Zhou Hang shot! In such a dark space, the bullets can be picked up so accurately, and I don't know who he learned the gunshot from, which is very good.

"Lao Wu" continued to shoot, all the bullets hit Zhou Hang! Zhou Hang pulled Xiao Xue behind him! Wield a spear!

‘Dang Dang Dang. . . ’

A sound of metal collision sounded, and Zhou Hang blocked all 11 bullets! Then calmly said: "Dream-37-type pistol, loaded with 14 rounds, including the round in the barrel, a total of 15 rounds. You have no bullets."

"What the **** is going on?" Boss Li stepped back and asked aloud.

"Yes, Yingying should be a ghost upper body, you have to use this willow to pump him." The middle-aged woman's voice trembling, obviously also not terrified, said he took a willow from the backpack.

"Brother Su, quickly subdued him!" Boss Li shouted.

The young man with a soft sword around his waist nodded and rushed in with two other big men, pressing old Wu on the ground, making him unable to move. I always smiled and stood in the corner as an outsider.

After pressing and holding Lao Wu, he took off the coat of Lao Wu three times, five and two. The middle-aged woman walked past with a trembling body, lifted the willow branch and pumped it up on Lao Wu! Old Wu screamed loudly! Not vocal! Very sad!

Liuzhi beat ghosts, I know this method, but our descendants rarely use it.

Although the name of Niu Men is not well-known, but Dao Sect has nothing to say! Various spells and formations are very proficient. From the perspective of our veins, the willow beats ghosts is a stupid method, a local method. Because at the same time as the ghosts are drawn, people also have to suffer, and we only need a clear heart symbol, or some small means to let the ghosts leave the body, and the person who is possessed does not have to suffer.

Seeing the miserable look of Old Wu, the little boy bit his lip as if he could not bear it, so a porcelain bottle appeared quietly in his hand, hidden by the loose school uniform sleeves.

He walked behind Lao Wu and pretended to help. At the same time, he attached the bottle mouth to Lao Wu and secretly knotted his sword fingers. After a while, the ghost was sucked into the bottle!

The little boy quietly capped the stopper, and then the little bottle disappeared in his hand out of thin air. . .

Although the fierce ghost was quietly subdued, the old Wu also fainted.

The shot was just called Lao Zhuo. Unfortunately, he was hit in the heart by a bullet and was dead.

I have the ability to save him, but I cannot save it. It is not that I am cruel, but that destiny is destined to die here. If he does not die, it will affect the fate of more people. Now that I understand the rules of fate, I know that I cannot interfere with the fate of others at will.

Xiao Xue came to Zhou Hang and whispered, "Thank you for saving me."

Zhou Hang turned his head and ignored her.

Xiaoxue put out her tongue and walked to the middle-aged woman and asked, "Mom, are you okay?"

"Well, thanks to the little boy just now, I didn't expect him to be so powerful! Boss Li, you picked up the treasure ..."

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