Youxianguan, everything starts from the end of the end of Dharma

The roasted whole lamb in the Mongolian camp is indeed delicious, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with a fragrant aroma, but just when Wu Qi and Ma Qianjun were sitting in the yurt and feasting, the Mongolian girl who led the people to serve them food

But Er has already walked quickly into another yurt.

Then, without hesitation, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Lan, I am Surina from the Mongolian camp."

It took a while before a clear male voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "Oh, it's Su Rina. Is your father feeling better? Is there something wrong again?"

"No, Mr. Lan. Since the last time you treated my father, his asthma has improved a lot after taking medicine for a few days. Now he has gone back to his hometown to rest."

The Mongolian girl named Surina showed great respect for the person on the other end of the phone. Even the expression on her face was full of gratitude when she spoke.

"Well, it's fine. Then Su Rina, did you call me for anything else?

"Yes, Mr. Lan. Today I received two people in the Mongolian camp. One of them was very weird. Not only was he extremely tall and strong, he was as strong as a big yak, and he was not afraid at all when eating.

Hot. Not only did he dare to grab the roasted whole lamb that had just come out of the oven, the fat on it hadn’t cooled down yet, but it also tasted terrifying?”

"Ah? Very scary? How to scare people?"

Mr. Lan's voice paused slightly, and he seemed to be interested in what Su Rina said.

"That's right... that's right, when he eats the leg of lamb, he doesn't spit out the bones. Such a big leg of lamb is piping hot, and he eats it all in just a few bites. I'm very surprised.

Clearly, he chewed up the sheep's thigh bones and swallowed them..."

"That's it...!"

When Mr. Lan on the other end of the phone spoke this time, the pause was longer, so that Su Rina on the other end seemed to be able to hear his breathing, which was obviously a little urgent.

Then, after a while, Mr. Lan said to Su Rina in a very calm and gentle tone: "Thank you, Su Rina, for remembering what I told you back then. However, this is not surprising. Some people are particularly strong.

People like this are indeed a little different from ordinary people like us. However, I am indeed very interested in such people, so do you know who this person is?"

"This is the first time this person has come to our place, but I know the person who brought him here is the famous Young Master Ma Qianjun from Wucheng."

"Oh, then I know. You did a good job Surina, and the information you provided was very helpful to me."

The next moment, after hanging up the phone, in a Taoist temple in Dacang Mountain on the outskirts of Wucheng, a middle-aged Taoist priest in casual clothes with a wooden hairpin inserted across his head slowly put down the phone in his hand, stood up and walked back and forth in the room.

Walked twice...

"The hot food does not hurt your mouth, and you can eat lamb legs without spitting out the bones. This is a typical example of refining and transforming qi! I just don't know if this person has reached this point through practicing Kung Fu, or if he is just like me."

Where are the fellows?"

Su Rina put down the phone here, and Wu Qi and Ma Qianjun over there were already in the mood for eating. One was eating meat, the other was drinking. In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and they had just passed the third round, the dishes had passed the five flavors, and finally they were almost done eating.

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And both of them are young, strong, and huge people, and they have practiced kung fu, so one can eat better than the other. Especially Wu Qi, the change in the body affects the whole body, and he didn't feel anything before he started eating, but

Once he let it go to eat, the whole roasted lamb on the table was actually eaten clean by him.

Yes, it’s so clean that not even a single bone is left!

In contrast, although Ma Qianjun could not eat as much as he did, he drank wine. With the eight food boxes of "Mongolian Eight Treasures" that were later served, he not only wiped away the entire koumiss on the table, but also drank more.

I just ordered the 60-degree stuffed donkey, a specialty on the grassland, and drank a bottle and a half.

"No, I can't leave today. I have to find someone to arrange the two best rooms for us." After drinking so much wine in one breath, Ma Qianjun also knew that he could no longer drive, so he simply decided not to leave.
Anyway, the Mongolian Camp also provides exclusive guest rooms for each member all year round. All facilities and treatments are all the standard of a five-star suite. It can accommodate six or seven people, not to mention two people.

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"I told you, drink less alcohol. Drinking too much of this stuff will harm your health. Be careful, go and come back quickly!"

Wu Qi poured himself a cup of yogurt from the silver pot on the table, drank half of it in one gulp, and said to Ma Qianjun with a smile.

Alcohol numbs the nerves. Most people who drink heavily for many years will suffer from alcohol poisoning. The most obvious symptom is that their hands will tremble involuntarily. Therefore, as long as people who practice kung fu still think about it, it is best not to drink too much. Even if it is

If you want to drink, you can only drink a little less warm rice wine, which can relax your muscles and activate your blood circulation.

However, Ma Qianjun was really happy today, and it was nothing like this once in a while.

As he watched Ma Qianjun stagger out of the tent, shouting and screaming, someone soon drove over in an electric car similar to the ones on a golf course and pulled him to a hotel in the distance, located on the edge of the Liuhua River.

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At this time, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. The sky was clear and clear, with countless stars hanging high in it. The stars were dotted, and there were bursts of frogs chirping and insects in the distance. There was a breeze, but it was a rare star-filled sky.

days.

After Wu Qi finished eating, he stood up and moved his hands and feet. He felt full of energy and vitality. He was thinking of stretching out in the yurt and taking a few walks to digest the food.

But at this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if there was a pair of malicious eyes staring at him in the dark night outside. This made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and he quickly turned his head to look

, but saw the lights outside the yurt were bright, and there was not even a human figure.

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The few waiters who were guarding outside just now had followed Ma Qianjun to the hotel in front, so it was very quiet outside!

"What's going on? Although my kung fu has not been fully developed to the point where I can predict all dangers in advance with my internal and external integration, my mind is perfect, but my five senses are sharp and my six senses are clear. If most people have ill intentions towards me, as long as they are no more than three meters away,

Ten meters away, I can definitely tell the difference clearly. Not to mention staring at me with such eyes..."

Wu Qi stood in the middle of the tent, paused, and felt carefully. Although he still didn't find any suspicious figures outside, the malicious look in his eyes never changed.

"Could it be that Ma Qianjun's cousin really made the prophecy come true? Did those people take advantage of the darkness during the day to take revenge on Ma Qianjun and me?"

Wu Qi stood motionless on the spot, his ears trembling slightly, and he was wondering if You Laoer and the others were really coming to find him. Suddenly, he felt an extremely strong heart palpitation that made his whole body tremble.<

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Then, the lights in the entire tent dimmed suddenly, and the next moment, there was a strange cry like sobbing, and a cloud of black air seemed to fall from the sky, rushing directly towards Wu Qi from the sky outside.
"Here I go, what is this?"

Wu Qi was shocked. The black air was hazy and illusory. As soon as he threw himself into the tent, he faintly transformed into a small human figure. Wherever he passed, ghosts cried and screamed, which made him feel goosebumps all over his body.

There are layers of pimples!

At the moment, he didn't know why, so he didn't dare to take a direct hit. He just moved his feet on the spot, turned around, and his big body was like a big cat. He quickly moved sideways and avoided the front. Then, that

The black breath swept across the table with a huff, and the black air wrapped around it immediately froze the entire table of food and drinks into a lump.

Only then did Wu Qi realize that at the moment when the black air rushed in, the temperature in the entire yurt had dropped by more than ten or twenty degrees. The cold air spread quickly, freezing his exposed skin.

I felt pain all over my body, as if I had been cut by a knife.

Moreover, this chill was eerie and cold. In fact, he was not unfamiliar with it. It was the same feeling he had felt on that strange iron plate before. However, this black air gave him an even more eerie feeling.

Just a hundred times!

Wu Qi failed to pounce, and the black energy quickly turned around. After making several circles in the air, he seemed to be feeling something. Wu Qi's eyes moved, and he was still guessing what this thing was, and then

He felt something in his trouser pocket suddenly and inexplicably jump.

It was the iron plate he had casually carried with him!

At the same time, the black air seemed to have finally determined where its target was. With a huff, it pulled up a black wind more than ten feet long, and immediately pounced towards Wu Qi again.

"Get out!"

Wu Qi roared and kicked out his feet in succession, sending the two low chairs on the side flying up like meteors and hitting the black air. He still didn't know the origin of this thing, so he didn't

I plan to take strong action immediately.

However, others have calmed down by now and have some guesses about this black energy. For a moment, the impact of this thing on him was really big, so even he himself couldn't believe his current guess.

Is it true?

The black energy pounced again and again. It had obviously locked onto the aura on Wu Qi's body. He didn't know how to dodge when it pounced. He let the two low chairs opposite him hit him like a huge force. In the end, it was like

It was like a ball of air. It just pounced forward, and the two chairs shattered into wood debris all over the sky behind it.

"Are there really ghosts in this world?"

Seeing the black gas whining and flying all over the sky, Wu Qi's eyes widened, but the pair of pupils inside had shrunk to the size of a needle. It can be seen from this that what he was feeling at this time

How intense is the horror.