Dragon Seeker

Zhang Xinya was missing, and the most anxious person was Brother Yaozi, who hurriedly rolled up the Zhenwu flag and was about to leave.

Lao Bai, who was lazy and greedy, finally stopped procrastinating. He stood up and grabbed him, asking what the plan was. Daxinganling was so big, with a lot of old forests, there must be a direction to find someone, right?

Brother Yaozi was stunned, looking at the vast wilderness, but he couldn't tell one, two, three.

"I don't care!"

Finally, he threw his arms and growled, "It must be related to the ghost soldiers!"

As for where the ghost soldiers came from, he didn't know.

There is a main tomb and four secondary burial pits here. The red hair suddenly appeared. At that time, there was chaos all around, and no one saw where the ghost soldiers came from.

Although I was also anxious and angry, at least I was not as confused as Brother Yaozi. I still had some rationality. After a little thought, I said, "Let's go to the main tomb to have a look."

The Russians only dug the main tomb, and then they were attacked by the ghost soldiers, and they were all destroyed overnight.

I suspect that the root of the ghost soldiers is the main tomb.

All the clues show that the person lying in the main tomb is a general, and his status is very high. His status in Donghu at that time should be equivalent to that of a general. Otherwise, even if he lies in the main tomb, he can't suppress the feng shui there, and can't achieve the effect of protecting future generations. The status is not matched.

The ghost soldiers are actually a little different from ghosts. They have weak consciousness, which is very similar to obsession. They have no independent thinking ability. In addition to the fighting instinct, they only have the concept of hierarchy.

To put it bluntly, only their superiors in their lifetime can command them.

When we were attacked, the red wind swept through, and we couldn't see the exact number of ghost soldiers, but we could hear the noise. I couldn't think of anyone else who could command so many ghost soldiers at once, except the one lying in the main tomb.

If Zhang Xinya and the other three were really kidnapped by the ghost soldiers, they were most likely there.

"Don't be too anxious, they shouldn't be in danger of life."

On the way to the main tomb, I comforted Brother Yaozi and said, "The old fox has met with us once and has made it clear that he doesn't want to get entangled with us. I guess that even if Zhang Xinya and the other three really fall into the hands of the ghost soldiers, the old fox will use them as bargaining chips to negotiate with us and force us to leave. It is unlikely that they will be hurt. Perhaps the last thing it wants is to fight to the death with us."

Brother Yaozi nodded, his face as gloomy as water.

"Who do you think that is?!"

Suddenly, Lao Bai exclaimed, picked up the flashlight and shone it forward.

However, I saw a man stumbling towards us in the snow, with white air coming out of his mouth like a mist covering his head. When he was hit by the strong light, he subconsciously raised his arm to block it.

"Seventh Master?"

The moment I recognized him, I hurried to meet him.

"Thank God, you are all right!"

Seventh Master was panting heavily, sweating profusely, and freezing in the snow, with a layer of shiny ice crystals on his face. After meeting us, he supported his waist with his hands, hunched over, and panted heavily, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.

After he recovered his breath, Brother Yaozi asked anxiously: "I remember you were with Old Diaoye, why did you come back alone? Where is Zhang Xinya? Have you seen her?"

"Yes... yes, everything is fine!"

Seeing the water bottle hanging on my waist, Qiye pulled it over and drank several gulps. Then he recovered his breath and said: "They are over there. Something is wrong, so we came to find you..."

The direction he pointed to was the west.

I immediately thought of the burial pit in the west, and immediately frowned and asked: "Why did you guys run over there?"

If the place he said was really the burial pit, it would be a long way from us.

"It's a long story, let's talk while we walk!"

After a short break, Qiye took us and set off. On the way, he finally told us about the experience of the three of them.

When the first wave of ghost soldiers rushed up, the six of us were hit to pieces.

At that time, Zhang Xinya and Qiye rolled into a ball, very close to each other, and the three of them naturally huddled together to save their lives.

The one who controlled the body was naturally Wan Niang'er, who was very skilled and fought well at the beginning. With the help of Lao Diaoye and Qiye, the three of them persisted until the Zhenwu flag began to show its power.

At that time, the ghost soldiers were like crazy, all rushing towards them. They were no match for four hands with two fists. Just when they were in a dilemma, two ghost cavalrymen suddenly rushed out of the darkness, one on the left and one on the right, holding a huge fishing net, and directly scooped the three of them into the net and dragged them away.

There is no doubt that they were treated as soft persimmons. As I guessed, the Zhenwu flag showed its power, the heroic spirit of Qingwei Dao appeared, and the old fox thought he was no match for it, so he prepared to capture two people as bargaining chips, and they were unfortunately chosen.

"At the beginning, we went straight to the main tomb."

Qi Ye said: "But, halfway through, a little kid came out, holding a long sword that was almost as tall as him, and chopped down the group of ghost soldiers who dragged us away in a few strokes, just like chopping melons and vegetables. Only the ghost soldiers who dragged us escaped. There was still someone to cover them, otherwise I think they would not be able to escape..."

Speaking of the little kid, Qi Ye kept smacking his lips, obviously impressed.

If nothing unexpected happened, the little kid he was talking about was the fourteenth ancestor.

"Then, we ran to the west. When we ran to the land, there was an old immortal sitting there..."

Qi Ye tried hard to recall the situation at that time, but he stopped abruptly after saying this.

Brother Yaozi asked repeatedly, and Qi Ye blushed and said that he was short of words and it was difficult to describe the scene at that time.

He used both hands and gestured continuously. After talking for a long time, I roughly restored the mysterious scene in my mind.

The so-called old immortal he mentioned was actually a Taoist in white clothes, holding a red sword in his arms. He was unknown how old he was. His hair and beard were all white, but his face was ruddy. He didn't look like a ghost. He had an extraordinary aura and was spotless, as if he would ascend to heaven at any time.

Then, they heard a thunderous roar, like a thunder explosion next to their ears. The three of them were shocked to the point of bleeding in their ears and their eyes were dark.

When they recovered, they saw a strong white light, which made everything around them invisible.

Then... nothing happened...

"Old Immortal?"

Lao Bai slapped his thigh after hearing this and said in a lost voice: "Mom, you didn't see Luo Chenzi, did you?"

I asked: "Who is Luo Chenzi?"

"Your great master's great master, in terms of seniority, you have to call him Grandmaster!"

Lao Bai smacked his lips and said: "That's right, wearing white clothes and holding a red sword, it must be Luo Chenzi. If you don't believe me, go back and look at the pictures of the ancestors of Qingwei Dao. There is this person on it..."

My master's master is called Master, and Master's master's master is Grand Master, and Grand Master's Grand Master...

I thought about it for a long time and was confused. This generation is too high, and it doesn't match the time when the Zhenwu Flag appeared!

"That's right, your ancestor lived for about three hundred years..."

Lao Bai scratched his head: "This is also a legend in the martial arts world. It is said that this Luo Chenzi was a person in the late Ming Dynasty. He was a great man and lived until modern times. His life span is almost the same as the theoretical life span of humans. Many emperors asked him for advice on the art of longevity. Some people rumored that when the Taoist priests of Qingwei Dao went down the mountain to save the country, Luo Chenzi also appeared and went down the mountain with them. But no one believed this legend. Even about how many years Luo Chenzi lived, everyone was skeptical. A person of about three hundred years... It's too mysterious! !

Now it seems that this person really existed at that time, otherwise how could he enter the Zhenwu Banner?"

Lao Bai didn't understand this. When my master waved the Zhenwu Banner, Luo Chenzi was not seen. Why did he appear this time?

"Don't interrupt!"

Brother Yaozi interrupted Lao Bai, frowned and continued to ask Qiye: "What's next?"

"This..."

Qiye was a little entangled and said: "By the time we reacted, the ghost soldiers were gone, the grave had exploded, and only a red-haired arm was left!"

After all, he was an ordinary person, and he couldn't say much.

Not long after, when we rushed to the burial pit in the west, we were really shocked by the situation here.

I saw a dark and deep crack on the ground. Zhang Xinya and Lao Diaoye were sitting in front of the crack. Next to them, there was an arm covered with red hair on the ground. The arm was extremely thick and almost as long as my thigh. At first glance, I thought it was a part of some primate. There were also mottled black bloodstains on the ground.

Cang Yao, who had returned to the wind chime, suddenly appeared at this time, staring at the arm and whispering to himself: "This seems to be..."