Lao Jiu, filled with Yin Qi, roared and rushed towards the high priest excitedly.
After a plop.
The high priest fell to the ground.
The top of Shushan Mountain was silent.
The high priest's scepter rolled down at Qi Lin's feet.
The latter just glanced at it and then looked at the high priest.
A few seconds later, at the edge of the observation deck, the high priest who came out of the nightmare world opened his eyes and did not get up from the ground immediately.
Instead, he raised his head slightly and glanced fearfully at the young man opposite who was sitting on the bronze shield and watching him quietly.
In the nightmare world just now, the ghost Lao Jiu taught him a lesson.
As for what class it is?
The high priest swore that he never wanted to experience such a dream again in his life.
He didn't know what the dream was about.
Why did he suddenly faint and then travel to a world where pain and other sensations were present?
The high priest knew nothing, he only knew that the Skeleton God had been staring at him.
The biting cold wind blew by, and the high priest's brain, which was filled with fear and nightmares, seemed to be functioning again.
He shook his head violently and quickly got up from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground again with an ordinary sound.
"Hall Master!"
"I thought you were before."
The high priest felt like he was in mourning. He was trapped in an information cocoon and realized that Fan Zhong was right.
This young man is not Skeleton Man's horse boy!
This extremely young-looking man is the Skeleton Man!
And, Skeleton Man isn’t just skeletons.
He also has the weird ability to make people fall to the ground and twitch in the biting cold wind!
And, that dream just now, maybe
The high priest was slapping his hands on the ground and crying.
But Qi Lin stopped him by raising his hand.
It was not the high priest himself who took the initiative to stop it;
The high priest felt a chill rising from his tailbone to the top of the sky!
The biting cold not only froze his body, but even his soul began to become chaotic and bloated.
As Qi Lin raised his hand slightly, the coldness disappeared.
At this moment, the high priest already understood that the young man in front of him didn't seem to like the artificiality of the scene.
The high priest immediately changed his mind and looked at Qi Lin solemnly. Although he did not stand up, he still maintained his kneeling position.
But his face was filled with sanctity and solemnity.
"Palace Master, I am absolutely loyal to you!"
Qi Lin looked at him silently. According to Lao Jiu's report, this wallflower was a very knowledgeable person.
Regarding the black straight Tang Hengdao, he quickly vomited it out.
According to the previous ghost report, the ghosts learned from the chat among the senior officials of the Palace of Purity that a man with a black straight Tang Hengdao appeared here.
But they didn't know the specific name. The only information they knew was that he was accompanying a major general from Beicheng.
coincidentally.
As early as a month ago, the group of undead ambushes at the location where Zhen Haoren was attacked reported that a man wearing black clothing with his face covered was circling and trying to get close to the location where the armored convoy was attacked.
Later, the ghost was about to restrain the other party, but for some reason, a prop on the other party that should be a warning jade pendant exploded, and then the man tore up a scroll and disappeared.
The only information left was that the man's weapon was a straight black Tang Hengdao.
Draw blood.
The death of Zhen Hao.
All clues seemed to point to the owner of the knife.
Qi Lin had sent a ghost to Beicheng before and learned that the major general was indeed affiliated with Beicheng.
Moreover, he is also the talkative person in Beicheng, and he has the military and political power in his hands.
This puzzled Qi Lin a little, because he didn't understand how the military's southeastern base camp could be captured by this person with military and political power?
This is simply not right!
Unless that person disobeys the orders from the southeastern base camp, it is impossible for the military and government to catch him.
But that's not important, Qi Lin just wants to find the owner of the knife.
Then, make him suffer as much as yourself, so that you can apologize.
But unfortunately, the other party and Tang Hengdao were never found.
It was as if the knife had disappeared.
And that major general has been living in seclusion in a small house where there are a large number of magical anti-hide totems. The ghost cannot enter quietly and can only wait for the opportunity.
Now I have received information from the high priest. The man's name is Zong Heng, and he seems to be the confidant of the major general.
In other words, there is no doubt that it belongs to the Beicheng Security Zone. It is even possible to say that the one named Zong Heng was just a knife and the real murderer was the Major General.
At present, the southeastern safety zone can be temporarily excluded.
Qi Lin prepared to quickly resolve this matter in Shushan and rushed to the Beicheng safety zone as soon as possible after getting the psychoactive potion.
After all, the Demon Seed siege is imminent, and Qi Lin will never allow the murderer to die while the Demon Seed sieges the city.
He must die by his own hands!
"Everything happens."
Qi Lin stared at the high priest and said in a hoarse voice: "Will it be beneficial to me?"
Before the high priest could reply, Qi Lin continued: "In this world, what matters is not what you actually did, but more importantly, how you make others completely believe in what you really did."
"I am a person who values benevolence and justice in everything I do, and I am worthy of my heart."
"you say."
Qi Lin leaned forward, put his hands on his legs to support his chin, looked at the high priest with interest and said: "You are using my name to gain benefits from the military and the surrounding survivor forces."
"Those people looked back and thought I owed them something."
"Tell me, have you deprived me of my right to reputation?"
"You have deprived me of one of my rights, then I will also deprive you of one of your rights."
"That's only fair, isn't it?"
The high priest trembled and asked: "Palace Master, what rights do you have?"
Qi Lin smiled and said lightly: "Your right to life."
Qi Lin's voice was very understated, but in the ears of the high priest, it was as deathly silent as the biting cold wind.
"Hall Master, I have something that will definitely make the Hall Master feel at ease!"
Cold sweat broke out on the high priest's back. He quickly stood up and said to Qi Lin, "I'm going to get something!"
After seeing that Qi Lin did not stop him, the high priest quickly groped towards his exclusive cabin in the darkness.
Bang!
There was a thump in the darkness.
The ghost reported that the high priest tripped over a fallen man.
Qi Lin ignored him and walked to the edge of the observation deck to wait quietly.
Under the brightly lit mountain, there was prosperity.
Sometimes the fragrance of snacks can be heard in the wind.
Qi Lin sat quietly on the edge of the observation deck and gently touched the cement table with his palms.
At the beginning of the disaster, he was sitting here, smelling the smell of corpses, listening to the roar of the engine, eating instant noodles, trying to think of all the ways to make himself stronger.
At the same time, he suppressed the resentment of his tragic death in his previous life.
But now, he finally has the strength to vent his resentment.
"It's all worth it."
Qi Lin clenched his fist slightly and dug his long nails into his palm, but he felt no pain.
"Palace Master!"
The high priest shouted excitedly, and rushed over quickly holding a scroll with purple light in his arms.
Qi Lin turned his head and glanced.
[Props]: Trading scroll.
[Quality]: Purple
Note: A rare purple prop that can be used by both parties to sign a transaction under the witness of the will of the earth.
Note: Those who break the promise will be punished by level decline.
"Palace Master, something like this can make you believe in my loyalty to you!"
With a smile on his face, the high priest presented the scroll with both hands, and at the same time said: "Although this kind of scroll is said to be a transaction in the annotation, servants and subordinates are also transactions! Master, you only need to give me something casually, For example, a bag of instant noodles, I just agree!”
"I still have about a hundred spiritual potions in my room. The total amount is estimated to be around 3,788 spiritual points. I swear, those are all the spiritual potions that have been produced in the Palace of Purity since its establishment. I don't dare to take any of them. Used by others!”
"There are also more than twenty pieces of enchanted light armor, with a total of more than seven hundred gold in various currencies! These are all prepared for you, the palace master!"
"The sky is my witness, this is all prepared for you, the Palace Master!"
"Palace Master, I really want to be your most loyal servant!"
"The military has tested me overtly and covertly and wanted to recruit us, but I sternly refused!"
"You are the only true god in the Palace of Purity!"
"I believe that with your leadership, the Palace of Purity will be awe-inspiring throughout the world!"
The high priest kept talking, and his words were full of enthusiasm and expectation.
Feeling Qi Lin gently pick up the scroll in his hand, the high priest was ecstatic: It's done!
Although the word servant is not a nice word, it is a bit like slave.
However, as long as he doesn't say anything, as long as the palace master doesn't say anything, that servant can also be regarded as the true and only spokesperson for the skeleton! '
The high priest has determined that Qi Lin will definitely climb a mountain farther away.
This also means that Qi Lin will not care too much about worldly matters.
As the old saying goes, if there are no tigers in the mountains, the monkey will be the king!
At that time, he was truly inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!
You no longer have to worry about being exposed as a fake!
More importantly, the high priest thought of what Qi Lin said when he first met him.
This is a principled thigh!
Don't worry about the other party massacring and squeezing him wantonly based on their strength!
In the end of the world, the most valuable thing is not friendship, but the other person's willingness to reason with you and
The other party has its own principles and standards.
All this is present in this young man.
As long as he can get on board Qi Lin's boat, the road ahead for him and the Palace of Purity will be brighter!
Everything seems so beautiful.
Especially when the high priest heard the sound of the scroll being torn apart, he raised his head with a smile on his face: "Master of the Palace, I am willing to be your most loyal servant."
Qi Lin casually threw the damaged scroll on the ground: "It's just a level punishment, what's the use?"
"Uh" The high priest's CPU was burned by Qi Lin on the spot.
He looked at the scroll on the ground that had lost its effectiveness and turned dim. He was stunned on the spot.
The high priest had envisioned many situations when he took the scroll, but never one like this.
In his confusion, Qi Lin slowly walked towards the hut and whispered: "I will take those potions, gold coins and materials as compensation for your use of my name."
As the high priest became increasingly confused, ten burning corpses holding large shields and large axes appeared in front of him.
Immediately after, there were fifty bronze-bone warriors and twenty bronze-bone archers.
Finally, there are two death archers.
These undead are 15% of the total amount of spare undead stored in Qi Lin's space of the dead.
The original intention is to prevent enemies from showing their faces.
But it is a pity that so far, no enemy has been able to successfully reach his face.
"These are my investments in you."
Qi Lin's words slowly reached the ears of the confused high priest.
"I told you at the beginning of the disaster that I don't like to travel with others."
Qi Lin came to the small house. The house had been expanded. In addition to the high priest's small bed, there were many cabinets for storing the house.
He skipped the enchanted armor and went straight to the cabinet containing the potion.
The ghost has counted it, and the total number of spiritual potions is more than 3,700.
The summoning of the Black Warrior requires four points, and the branding requires twenty-five points.
In other words, Qi Lin can have an extra 100-man black warrior guard at any time.
He waved his hand and put the potions and other items into the space ring.
Then he turned to look at the dazed high priest at the door and said: "Along the way, the happiness in the Palace of the Past is indeed very high. You have done well. You can continue to use the name, but I will not admit it. But the good news is that I I won’t tell others that I don’t recognize the Palace of Purity.”
"These eighty-two skeletons are my early investment in you. They will be handed over to Fan Zhong's leadership. They will absolutely obey Fan Zhong's orders. You can communicate with him if you have anything to do."
"As a price, all the spiritual potions you will obtain from here will be handed over to me. As for the rest, you can keep them for your own development."
"To add to this, as long as you don't confront the military with this force, you can basically go sideways in Nanzhili."
"If you do a good job with the psychotropic potions."
Qi Lin glanced at the deep-thinking high priest and said calmly: "I can increase the number of skeletons for you."
The high priest didn't know what he was thinking at this moment.
But when he noticed that Qi Lin wanted to leave, he quickly shouted: "Your Majesty!"
Qi Lin, who was about to leave, turned to look at him.
The high priest threw away his scepter and quickly moved a table out of the house.
Then he took out a box of tea from the bedside table.
"Sir, this is the Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao."
The high priest was like a busy waiter. He was talking as he placed the tea set on the table and started making tea.
This tea was very precious. A few decades before the disaster, only 20 grams could be sold for more than 200,000 yuan.
One kilogram is more than 10 million!
There are only six tea trees of this kind of tea, and it was later included in the World Heritage List. It is already priceless.
The exploration team under the high priest also got a precious kilogram from the home of a certain dignitary by chance.
But compared to the various showboating introductions of the exploration team captain at that time.
The high priest is obviously more advanced.
The high priest has never been willing to drink this tea.
It's not that I'm waiting for such a day, it's just that it's too precious and I can't bear to part with it.
Maybe he was afraid that Qi Lin didn't understand tea and how precious it was, so he wouldn't be able to appreciate his feelings.
After the high priest made the tea, he respectfully picked up the cup and handed it to Qi Lin. He said with a smile: "Sir, this tea can only be treasured at my place. It can be tasted at your place!"
When the high priest said it, treasure and taste emphasized his tone.
Qi Lin naturally heard the implication of the high priest.
Unfortunately, Qi Lin doesn't care how expensive the tea is.
To him, these things are far less important than that ordinary sip of protein powder after a workout.
However, Qi Lin still listened patiently to his attentiveness.
Qi Lin glanced at him and asked lightly: "Is there more?"
The high priest was stunned for a moment, then said with ecstasy on his face: "Yes!"
He quickly turned around and entered the room, picked up all the tea and handed it all to Qi Lin.
Qi Lin put it into the space ring with a wave of his hand.
"Do it well."
Qi Lin looked at him deeply, put the tea on the table, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, I'll get you some vegetables, remember to appease your people."
Qi Lin waved her hands and walked down the mountain.
The high priest stood beside the cooling tea table, saying nothing.
time flies.
The sky gradually becomes white.
Fan Zhong staggered up the mountain and saw the high priest sitting blankly at the table.
On the ground at the top of the mountain, people could be seen lying on the ground everywhere.
Unless these people are supplemented with psychotropic drugs, they will not be able to wake up without natural recovery for two or three days.
Fan Zhong came to the table and sat down, glanced at the nearly a hundred undead,
Then he picked up the untouched ice cold tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.
Fan Zhong wiped his mouth and said to the high priest: "You're lucky, it seems that he hasn't been liquidated."
He turned to look at the undead and said with a smile: "When I woke up, the magic swordsman told me that there was a force on the mountain for me to dispatch. After saying that, he left."
"It seems that you have been recognized by the palace master. From now on, you don't have to worry about it. It is considered justifiable."
Fan Zhong said, feeling a little puzzled.
Because the high priest still looks thoughtful,
He didn't seem too happy, but was thinking about something.
"High Priest?"
Fan Zhong shook his arm.
"Oh!" The high priest seemed to have just come back to his senses. He turned to look at Fan Zhong, and the focus in his eyes slowly solidified.
The high priest briefly spoke to Fan Zhong about Qi Lin's words.
Fan Zhong also seemed a little confused and worried after listening.
However, the high priest stood up and said with a smile: "Although he does not want the Palace of Rebirth, he does not admit that he is the master of the palace."
"But, between the cycles of life and death, there is the palace of reincarnation."
"We will still call him the Lord of the Palace, and we will also increase our efforts in the ideological education of believers in the future."
"Without the Skeleton Man, the Palace of the Rebirth will sooner or later be annexed by other forces. You and I know this very well."
The high priest looked at the silent Fan Zhong and smiled: "We have got his nod, which means the Palace of the Rebirth."
The high priest opened his arms wide and said with excitement: "Praise the Lord of the Palace! The future is promising!"
Fan Zhong looked at the confident look of the high priest, and stood up and nodded: "Praise to the master of the palace, you can just think about these things. My brain is not working well, and there is something strange at the bottom of the mountain. I will hurry up and go there to shock those who have dissatisfaction." People who want to disrupt order.”
Hearing this, the high priest suddenly seemed to think of something, and then said solemnly to Fan Zhong: "In the future, those who commit crimes will be punished more severely!"
Although Fan Zhong had doubts, he nodded: "This is a good thing. It saves you from the fact that there are always people who act recklessly just because they are extraordinary and don't treat others as human beings."
"By the way, the people from the Department of Agricultural Science just said that all the vegetables in the experimental fields were stolen. I think it was the palace master."
The high priest waved his hand: "Go back and mark a separate piece of land and tell the director of the Department of Agricultural Sciences that a batch of vegetables must be grown every day. Set up a sign saying that the vegetables will be fresh every day. If they are not lost that day, they will be grown again. "
"There is also the issue of collecting psychoactive potions. I will make a charter for you later to ensure that in the future development, the people below can voluntarily hand over the psychotropic potions."
The two chatted for a while, and then Fan Zhong turned around and went down the mountain.
And the undead also followed Fan Zhong in a neat queue.
The high priest looked at the backs of the undead and Fan Zhong with complicated eyes.
He came to the edge of the observation deck and felt the biting cold wind: "Why don't you want those equipment?"
"Don't you like it? But there are so many skeletons there, it's better to have them than nothing?!"
"Is it specially left for the Palace of Purity?"
"I am a person who values benevolence and justice in everything I do, and I am worthy of my heart."
"In other words, if you fall out in the future, can you be ruthless and unjust?"
"And the command of those powerful skeletons."
"He doesn't know that Fan Zhong has no brains and only does things. Fan Zhong will listen to me. Wouldn't it be the same if he just handed it over to me?"
"Or is it a warning? Or..."
"Am I not as good as Fan Zhong?"
"Am I not even qualified to be a servant? Or should I say, I don't want to?"
"Don't you like to travel with others, don't you have high expectations for them?"
The high priest's eyes were complicated, and he reached out and touched the place where Qi Lin usually sat.
Along the way, he has been able to stretch and bend, and he has always been clear about when and how to react.
Except for sometimes worrying too much in private and not correcting his mentality, he has never lost his composure.
This man, who has been courted by the military several times, has mixed feelings in his heart.
Eventually it turned into a sigh.
"Why"
