"I think...we may have some misunderstandings."

On the big Mao Peak, Lin Qingsheng looked at the burly Taoist priest in front of him and explained.

He really didn't want to have a misunderstanding with the Taoist priest in front of him. All this was clearly the plot of the strange puppet, although he didn't know why the puppet did this.

"Misunderstanding? No misunderstanding."

On the big Mao Peak, a burly Taoist priest patted the mahogany coffin and said coldly: "Why is it a misunderstanding that the person who was able to catch a ghost and who was sent by the Shangqing sect and was sent by the mahogany coffin?"

The mahogany coffin, which was nearly five meters long, was beaten by the Taoist priest, and a layer of dust shaking the ground.

The whole earth seemed to be shaking.

"Why, do you dare to send the coffin up the mountain but dare not admit it?"

The burly Taoist priest looked at everyone coldly and said.

Lin Qingsheng understood a little. The Shangqing Sect seemed to have its own rules. Taking a mahogany coffin with a ghost to worship the mountain is equivalent to kicking the mountain gate.

There are not many ghosts that can be caught now, not to mention that they even put them in a mahogany coffin and brought them to Damaofeng.

This probability is too small.

No wonder the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him didn't believe it was a misunderstanding.

The knife stabbed the neck, did you tell me it was a misunderstanding?

This is probably what this burly Taoist priest thought.

"It's not that it's a misunderstanding."

What can Lin Qingsheng do? He only said that it is just a misunderstanding now.

But the Taoist priest completely refused to recognize it, and cold eyebrows met, saying:

"No need to talk about misunderstandings, since you are watching the mahogany coffin come with ghosts, then follow the rules. I will sit on the mountain gate and win me for the guardian of Maoshan. You can go to the sixth heaven to enter my Maoshan Gate and see my Maoshan disciples, and you will officially be qualified to kick the mountain gate."

As for this, the burly Taoist priest increased his voice and looked at Lin Qingsheng and others coldly and said:

"If you lose, I will send you down the mountain."

The burly Taoist priest said that going down the mountain was just to hear that it was definitely not a simple matter.

"this……"

Lin Qingsheng wanted to explain.

But the burly Taoist priest didn't give him a chance at all. He jumped back and pulled away more than twenty feet apart. The bouncing was not like a human, but like a flying bird.

The whole movement was flowing like a goshawk leaning over and rushing.

After landing, the burly Taoist priest said cautiously:

"Remember, I'm called Zhuoqiu."

A serious look seemed to be a sign of the imminent move.

That look reminds people of the powerful dragon "Fahai" in the movie "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

But this can't make people laugh.

When Fahai really stands in front of you, shouting Dawei Tianlong and you solo, you won’t laugh.

This is really going to die.

As the burly Taoist priest finished speaking, the Taoist who claimed to be turbid and turbid, covered everyone in with his big sleeves.

The fallen leaves of the trees and trees all over the mountains rise with the wind.

Every fallen leaf and every dead grass seem to turn into a sharp weapon at this moment.

It rose up from the ground and then turned into a sharp blade.

He rolled towards Lin Qingsheng and others.

This is the first time that Lin Qingsheng and others face extraordinary humans other than ghosts. Although they made such plans very early, this time it was still unexpected.

The sharp blade is like a knife.

It seems that just an autumn wind passes by.

Of course, it would be even better if Lin Qingsheng didn’t kneel on the ground.

Lin Qingsheng wants to curse people now, but it’s fine if he was all ghosts before, why do people now like to use violence to solve problems so much?

"How dare you kick the mountain gate?"

Zhuoqiu frowned, as if he felt that the person coming was too weak.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Then there were three gunshots in a row, and someone fired in panic.

Under the jet of Mars, Lin Qingsheng felt that the Taoist priest in front of him seemed to have turned into phantoms.

After the gunshots, the Taoist priest was still standing there.

"Do you just rely on this?"

Zhuoqiu pinched and kneaded the bullets in his hand, and the steel creatures kept changing shape in his hand.

This fatal weapon seemed completely vulnerable to him.

Looking at the iron mud in his hand, Zhuiqiu frowned at Lao Shen, and after a long time he slowly spoke:

"Mortal? It seems... this may be indeed a misunderstanding. You shouldn't go to the Great Maofeng, and I shouldn't see you. As for whom you are bewitching you, my Maoshan lineage will find out by yourself in the future."

Speaking of this, Zhuoqiu looked at Lin Qingsheng and others and said:

"As for you, treat this as a dream and go down the mountain!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind broke out between heaven and earth again.

That sentence "Go down the mountain" seems to be compatible with the wind and sounds between heaven and earth.

Lin Qingsheng and others suddenly felt like they were bathed in the breeze, and the wind was as gentle as water, disturbing everyone's cheeks, making people feel a little bit of comfort.

It's like floating in the warm spring water.

A faint mist rose, wrapping Lin Qingsheng and others towards the downhill of the mountain.

Zhuoqiu frowned at the mist that was gone: "The revival of spiritual energy has not yet begun, and Maoshan has not yet arrived yet. Who is testing Maoshan at this time?"

………

The thin mist slowly flows in the gaps in the woods, and the rising sun shines the branches of the big tree golden.

From the fog, scattered figures walked out with the fog.

Only after the fog dissipated did the figure feel as if it was a dream.

"We... went down the mountain?"

Looking at the big peak in the distance, Lin Qingsheng was a little surprised.

Just now, they were still on the mountain, why did the man just say "Go down the mountain" and they appeared at the foot of the mountain?

Move instantly?

Or some way they can't understand?

"Why did it suddenly come down?"

Mao Hongwei leaned against the coffin, covered in blood. It was the injury that had just been scratched by leaves and plants on the Damao Peak, but the injury was not serious and it was all skin trauma.

The burly Taoist priest seemed to have held back.

Lin Qingsheng stood up and looked around. The big red coffin was quietly placed in the center of everyone. All those who went up the mountain had appeared at the foot of the mountain, but no one knew how he went down the mountain.

"The mutt definitely cheated us. What exactly did he want to do? Will we have a conflict with the Maoshan faction?"

Lin Qingsheng couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Mao Hongwei expressed his opinion:

"I've seen the video of your communication, and I feel that he has no purpose, just for... for fun."

Lin Qingsheng suddenly looked up, and suddenly recalled what the tutu once said in his mind:

"You're too small to understand what I think, and there are things that all-knowing people need to be interesting to kill time."

Is it all this to kill time?

When all the impossible is eliminated, then even if the last one is impossible, this is the truth.

Do you really just want to kill time?

Lin Qingsheng took a deep breath and said:

"Maybe, it's time for us to go back and talk to the mutton man."

Mao Hongwei was stunned and said, "Didn't you say that we must fulfill the agreement?"

"We have fulfilled it. He only said that he gave the ghost to the people of Maoshan Sect. Haven't we already given it? If he gave it, it's up to the Maoshan Sect to take it or not."

Lin Qingsheng pushed open the coffin while talking.

The moment the coffin opened, Lin Qingsheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

The coffin was empty and the evil ghost was gone, only a spear full of rust was lying in it.

The ghost was taken away by the Taoist priest who called himself Zhuoqiu?
Chapter completed!