Although the man with thick eyebrows is already a ghost, he still cannot adapt to the night in the underworld. Especially since there was no large formation to protect him outside Fengdu, he felt as if he was in the far north. His six senses were almost frozen, and he struggled to move forward with willpower.
At this time, the man with thick eyebrows has strayed from the road and merged into a withered scene. The sound of wind here will penetrate into the gaps between the rocks, causing bursts of ghostly cries and whimpering sounds...
"Eh? Why did the footprints disappear here?" The man with thick eyebrows followed the footprints on the ground. Now he saw that there was no trace left under his feet, and he became uneasy.
Perhaps because he was too nervous, he suddenly heard bursts of rhythmic crisp sounds in his ears, making it difficult for him to divert his attention.
Since the footprints disappeared at this moment, he could only pick up a few pieces of gravel from the ground and tie them tightly with the package, making a low-end version of the "Meteor Hammer", and mustered up the courage to stick it to the clicking sound.
As the distance got closer, he gradually slowed down his steps, and saw a dark figure crouched behind a group of rocks not far away.
Because this black shadow happened to be curled up in the recess of the rocks, it was really hard to distinguish. I could only see that the thing's body was shaking, and I didn't know what it was doing there.
Unknown things are the most frightening. When the man with thick eyebrows saw this scene, the courage he had finally built up disappeared in an instant, and he was about to turn around and retreat.
But he paid too much attention to what was in front of him, and forgot about the situation under his feet. He accidentally kicked a piece of gravel, making a series of crisp sounds.
Although the sound was not loud, it still alarmed the huddled figure. The black figure turned around and saw the thick-browed man, and rushed over from behind the rocks with a single stride.
The man with thick eyebrows panicked and subconsciously swung the "meteor hammer" forward. Then he heard a scream coming from in front of him. The man covered his shoulders and fell to the ground.
"You bastard! Do you want to kill me?" The man suddenly let out a strange scream when he saw the thick-browed man about to take action again.
The man with thick eyebrows always felt that this man's voice sounded familiar, so he resisted the urge to take action and looked forward. Only then did he realize that the black figure on the ground was actually Brother Zhuang! In this case, the clicking sound just now should be caused by Brother Zhuang's teeth chattering.
He was very surprised and hurriedly pulled up the man on the ground: "I'm so sorry, Brother Zhuang, I didn't know it was you, are you okay?"
"Grandma's fault! Fortunately, I hid quickly!" Brother Zhuang dusted his shoulders and found that his skin was only scratched, and he also complained for a while.
"Brother Zhuang? Why are you here?" The thick-browed man felt ashamed and asked with concern in order to ease the atmosphere.
"Uh..." Brother Zhuang hesitated slightly, and then waved his hands repeatedly: "This... it's a long story, let's talk about you first. You don't stay in Fengdu City, why did you come here?"
The man with thick eyebrows knew that Brother Zhuang had a very bad attitude towards the "Lord of the Work Hall", so he did not give any details. He said cryptically: "Brother Zhuang, I was ordered to deliver something, but I got lost and encountered the night. Trapped here."
"That's it..." Brother Zhuang nodded when he heard this. He didn't seem to have any doubts. He pointed to the place where he had just lived and said: "The wind here is howling, making people chill to the bones. It is very uncomfortable. Why don't you just follow me? Go and hide in that shelter..."
There is no rotation of the sun and the moon in this underworld, so logically there should be no change of luster. It is only because the yin energy blocks the dim light that the gloomy night appears.
With the help of the faint light, the man with thick eyebrows could see that Brother Zhuang's face was white and his lips were stained purple. Although he was on the flat ground, he seemed to be on the edge of a cliff, teetering on the edge.
It was indeed a lot colder here than in Fengdu City, and the man with thick eyebrows really felt the bone-chilling cold. But at this time, I am a dead soul after all. Although the situation is difficult, it is within the tolerable range, and it is not as exaggerated as Brother Zhuang showed.
Although the man with thick eyebrows felt strange, he still followed Brother Zhuang. After all, he was walking on the road in a foreign land at this time, and meeting acquaintances for company could give him a false sense of warmth.
"Click... click..."
On the road, the familiar voice sounded again. Brother Zhuang listened carefully and realized that the voice did come from the mouth of the person in front of him, which completely confirmed his guess! It's just that he doesn't understand why their reactions are so different when they are obviously in the same situation.
He was staring at the person in front of him and thinking about it at the same time, but after all, his experience as a ghost was still shallow, so he couldn't think clearly about it.
And just as he was thinking this, his eyes involuntarily fell on Brother Zhuang. He was only focused on communicating just now, and it was the first time that his eyes fell on the person's neck, except for the shoulders.
At this moment, what was wrapped around Brother Zhuang was the piece of rag that King Qinggui had entrusted him to hand back!
"Brother Zhuang..." The thick-browed man noticed something and couldn't help but call out.
"Click... don't worry, it's almost there..." Brother Zhuang just thought that the latter was waiting impatiently, and chewed up a series of consecutive words amidst the clicking sound.
"Brother Zhuang, where did you get this thing? Why does it look familiar?" The thick-browed man was not in a hurry to get into the hiding place, he just wanted to get the answer in his heart.
Brother Zhuang smiled unnaturally when he heard this: "It's just a piece of rag, it can be seen everywhere in Fengdu, there's nothing strange about it!"
"In that case... I wonder if Brother Zhuang can lend me this thing for a while to look at it?" the thick-browed man continued.
"Uh..." Brother Zhuang hesitated for a moment, and then squeezed out a smile: "Don't say it's a loan, what's the harm in giving it to you? But the wind and cold here are unbearable, can you follow me to the shelter first, and then let me Will this be forwarded to you?"
"Thank you, Brother Zhuang!" Seeing that the latter did not refuse, the man with thick eyebrows felt a little wary and tightened his grip on the low-profile "Meteor Hammer".
Their location was actually not far from Brother Zhuang's hiding place, but they were delayed by a few gossips. At this time, the two of them suddenly fell silent and arrived in front of the pile of rocks within a few steps.
Brother Zhuang took a few steps quickly, ducked into the black shadow in front of him, and then threw off the rag on his body without saying a word: "I keep my word, since you want it, take it!"
The man with thick eyebrows did not expect Brother Zhuang to be so decisive, and he also wondered whether he had misunderstood him. But just as he was thinking this, he vaguely saw a glimmer of coldness in the gap between the rags in front of his eyes!
He reacted quickly, twisting his feet and turning his body to the side, and then he saw Brother Zhuang emerging from behind the rag, holding an iron rod and stabbing him in the direction he had just taken.
"Hehehehe... Although you are also a new ghost, you are much better than this guy, but he is just barely qualified!" Following an inexplicable word, Brother Zhuang saw a black energy coming from his body, wrapping the iron rod, and then moved toward The thick-browed man swept over.
This time the man with thick eyebrows had reacted and hurriedly threw his "Meteor Hammer" forward. It's a pity that this "Meteor Hammer" was shoddily made after all, and it turned into powder after just a moment of confrontation with the iron rod, making it vulnerable to a single blow.
"Boy! As long as you are obedient and obedient, you can avoid a lot of pain. I advise you not to struggle anymore..." The thick-browed man sneered, turned the iron rod again, and stabbed the thick-browed man between the eyebrows.
"Stop it!"
Just when the thick-browed man felt that he was about to die, two rays of light, white and yellow, flashed in the distance! Just hearing a scream from the white light, a bit of silver light flew quickly, knocking the iron rod to the ground with a clang.
"Oops!" Brother Zhuang felt the threat coming, and instantly turned into a burst of black mist, blended into the Yin Qi, and disappeared without a trace.
"The cunning man is so brave! How dare he deceive your aunt! Where can I escape!"
It is Yinfeng and Nongyue who are coming! Seeing the guy in front of him disappear, the latter shouted angrily and picked out a rainbow from his waist!
A rainbow appears, as bright as the world. After the lunar energy disappeared, a sudden black shadow appeared.
Seeing this, Nong Yue snorted coldly, clenched her palms, and surrounded the rainbow, imprisoning the black shadow.
"Spare your life! My aunt, spare your life! I won't dare to do it next time..." The black shadow was surrounded by a rainbow, his body was sizzling, and he was wailing repeatedly.
"Cunning man! There will be no next time!" Nong Yue gritted her teeth with hatred and pulled the man over, intending to kill him on the spot.
She followed the shadow-catching technique before and only saw one figure here, so she subconsciously thought that this person was the target of the mission, and the latter nodded in agreement when he saw the object.
It was Yinfeng's questioning that made her realize that what she had captured with her shadow-catching technique was not this person's movements, and she felt that she had been deceived!
The thick-browed man was about to speak out to dissuade him, but was stopped by Yinfeng: "Don't worry, Yue'er knows what's going on."
Yinfeng was right. Nongyue was just pretending to scare the latter, but she didn't show any intention of taking action.
However, just when Nong Yue was about to let Brother Zhuang go after his admonishment, he suddenly frowned and pointed the weapon in front of Brother Zhuang again: "You are not the person before! Tell me, who are you?"
"Yue'er, what's going on?" Sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Yinfeng hurriedly came over.
"Feng'er, there's something wrong with this guy!" Nong Yue narrowed her eyes and explained to Yin Feng.
"Boy! I was just joking with you! You have to explain it to me..." Brother Zhuang looked nervous and asked for help from the thick-browed man.
The man with thick eyebrows hesitated when he heard this, but he still stopped in front of Nong Yue: "My dear, I know you have resentment towards me, but please don't transfer your resentment towards me to my friend!"
Nongyue bit her silver teeth and said, "You heartless bastard! We two sisters came here specially to save you, and you actually want to speak for this perpetrator!"
"But... if you hadn't returned this thing to the wrong person, how could there have been such a misunderstanding?" The thick-browed man also had resentment in his heart, and it burst out at this moment.
"Don't think that I won't dare to touch you because you were ordered by the Green Ghost King!" Yue'er was so angry that her head was smoking, and she rolled up her sleeves and was about to take action.
"Yue'er!" Seeing that Nong Yue was about to lose control again, Yinfeng hurriedly tried to persuade her, and then pulled the thick-browed man aside.
"Little Master Yinfeng, I don't mean anything else, but Brother Zhuang..." The thick-browed man also knew that what he had just said was careless, so he explained in a low voice.
Yinfeng winked at the thick-browed man and interrupted his words.
"Although Yue'er has a bad temper, she knows the difference between right and wrong, and will not mix personal grudges into her work! Although the person in front of you still looks like the old man, he is no longer the same person!"
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