Chapter 9 Yin Soldiers Transit
The convoys on the ship were uniformly dressed and even had the same height.
If they all stood together, Lu Qian would not recognize who was the one who led him.
Lu Qian found that those who were full of confidence on their faces were mostly "B" and a few were "A".
Judging from their expressions, it seems that these mysterious scenes are not surprising.
"Walking forward is the mountain gate!"
Wow!
Everyone was thrown ashore.
The ship rolled back into the water and turned into black shadows and disappeared.
At a glance, these black shadows were like black fish in the water.
"Hello fellows!"
"Hello, Brother Dao, I'm here to Lu Li."
“Below…”
"Oh, I'm actually a fellow villager. Fortunately, I'm lucky. From now on, everyone will be fellow disciples of Tongyouguan."
There were quite a few people present, about fifty or sixty, and some people started to chat with each other, and it was bustling like a vegetable market.
Lu Qian secretly observed everyone and found that most of the people who were a card A and B were taciturn. Even if someone talked, he would just say a few perfunctory words and didn't want to talk more.
Lu Qian remembered the words of the envoy just now, and was alert and retreated behind everyone.
At this moment, a green ghost fire suddenly lit up in the darkness.
Everyone looked up and suddenly found the mountain full of green ghost fires.
The ghost fire is getting bigger and bigger, as big as a lantern.
When everyone saw that this was not a ghost fire, it was a pair of eyes.
The owner of the eyes was five feet tall, covered with a black cloak, a hat on his head, and under the veil were pairs of eyes as big as lanterns.
The dress is somewhat similar to the guide messenger, but the only difference is that there is a word "death" on their hats with a black letter on the white background.
These people are as tall as a mountain, with countless numbers, looking down at everyone, as if looking at little chickens.
"Is this what the envoy said of the Shanyin soldiers patrolling the envoy?"
The soldiers patrolling the mountain appeared with thick fog. Although they were tall, they did not make any sound when walking.
A big black hand stretched out, five fingers long, and the nails were as sharp as a scimitar, like catching a little chicken, and grabbed one of the Taoist boys.
The sharp minions dismembered the Taoist boy's squeal, grabbed a handful of bloody internal organs and flesh into his mouth.
Kazi...
Teeth snips the bones and makes a tingling sound.
Several more screams came out one after another, and about a dozen Taoist children were swallowed alive.
Lu Qian quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look directly.
A wave of chill swept across his body, and the eyes of the patrol soldiers swept across the rest of the people.
A huge terror swept across itself, making people fall into an ice cave.
Everything was silent, the colder the temperature became, and the colder it became. I could vaguely hear the trembling teeth of the people around me.
Lu Qian used his true energy and his body became more warm.
A series of sounds sounded.
Lu Qian saw the Yin soldiers lined up from his feet on the ground and headed towards everyone.
It seems to be walking and floating, silent.
The cold was getting closer and closer, and the peach talisman around my waist shone white, and a warm feeling came.
The Yin soldiers seem to have no entity, and whenever they encounter someone, they go straight through.
Lu Qian's body was worn several times, and because of the peach charm, he only felt a chill.
"Ah——" a woman screamed in surprise.
Perhaps he was too nervous and was shocked by the approaching ghost soldiers.
The woman reacted and immediately covered her mouth, feeling anxious to cry, her beautiful eyes covered with mist.
Unfortunately, she was stared at by a cold gaze.
Crack Crack Crack…
Another choking sound that made the scalp numb.
After a long time, the last patrolman disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone felt relieved.
Lu Qian looked around, and there were only a small amount of people, and there were more than 30 people left.
"Friends of Taoism, I'm here to get rid of the troubles. We are the real Taoist fellows." A man bowed, about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed brightly and had an extraordinary temperament.
"I'm Xia Xie, brother Dao, what happened just now?" A man asked. This person was like Lu Qian, and he joined Li Lin's side with a little flattering attitude.
"Just just screening, there are always some lucky people who have gained the fate of immortality, but unfortunately they are not worthy of their position and have no blessings to be saved." Li Lin was surrounded by everyone and was quite leader-oriented.
Some people accidentally get a token, but they don’t have qualifications.
Such people are also a waste of resources when entering Tongyou Temple.
So this level is used to screen those who lack the heart.
"Brother Li knew these secrets in advance?" A woman from Class B said coquettishly.
Li Lin looked at the woman with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, and said proudly: "To be honest, my uncle is the mountain patrolman in Tongyouguan."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone compliments them and formed a small group around Li Lin.
There are other small groups in groups of three or three.
or based on status, or based on region.
There are also three or two arrogant Taoist children who are unwilling to be with others.
One of the beautiful and cold women attracted the most attention.
This woman is one of the six A brands, alone and does not communicate with others.
Even Li Lin, who has made extensive friends, dare not offend him.
There was also a man holding a sword, his nostrils facing the sky, and he looked down at everyone.
Lu Qian looked at the surrounding groups and found that being alone was too conspicuous.
When I looked left and right, I found a group of people.
Most of these people have only C and D, and only one is Class B.
It was a man with eyes that were full of magic and eyebrows that looked like swords.
Just now, Lu Qian vaguely heard their disdainful words.
I don’t want to imitate those who cling to others, and I come from a small place, and there is no place for small groups to embrace.
"Lu Qian, friends from here." Lu Qian stepped forward and clasped his fists and said.
"Yu Ci!" The man with a brand B cherishes his words as gold.
"Wang Ming! Friendly Daoist." The short-bearded man said generously. This person was the oldest and Dingpai.
"Han Li..." The cute girl with a round face said timidly.
"Tang Bing! Friendly Daoist." The last girl in the small team, with a somewhat ordinary appearance and a carefree personality.
There are also two other men who are introverted, just nodding slightly and not reporting their names.
"Brother, where are you from?" Wang Ming said with a bold smile.
"Wujun native."
"What a coincidence, I am from Wujun too." Wang Ming said in surprise, "Brother, why did you come here?"
"By chance, I got the jade pendant." Lu Qian said, "I'm just talking deeply, I can't say that I'm killing someone and robbing treasures."
The few people walked and chatted, and gradually became familiar with each other.
In the gloomy and weird scene, a few people were talking, and their fear became much less terrified.
Li Lin was surrounded by stars and became the leader of everyone's opinion. He also enjoyed the feeling of being praised by everyone.
"Tsk, what's the matter? I'm just a relative of a little deacon. Those who don't know think they are one of the eight deacons." Wang Ming seemed to be dissatisfied with Li Lin's style.
"Brother Wang, what are the Eight Deacons?" Lu Qian said in confusion.
Several people around him listened with their ears.
Chapter completed!