The surface of the golden solid hammer that engraved the second layer of talisman formation is faintly glowing with dark gold, and the lines on it are restrained.
The weight has more than doubled, and as the true energy is injected into it, the entire magic weapon will become extremely strong.
For Qin Bai's current strength, this weapon is considered handy.
The only pity is that Huang Qiongjian cannot increase his power through the inscription of the talisman array. He can only use the method of sacrifice, so the Taiyin array must be arranged as soon as possible.
He put away the golden hammer. Now that he had more and more things on his body, he simply bought a fish bag with more space, specially used to hold things that he would need at any time.
As bright light passed through the military tent, Qin Bai glanced at the rising sun on the horizon, and seeing that it was still early, he sacrificed the cola gourd again.
The ice-cold Coca-Cola is always dripping with joy. It's because of my weirdness that the alcoholic smell in it becomes even stronger.
Qin Bai couldn't leave the camp, so he bought all the matching kitchen utensils in the Points Mall. He took out several large pots and wrapped them in cloth, so that he wouldn't worry about others wondering where he got the things from.
During the rest of the time, Qin Bai stayed in the military tent and memorized all three recipes using his ability of one eye and ten lines.
The main thing was the ** recipe. After reading it, he felt a little sad. The content in it was so vivid that the form complemented the form.
This also made Qin Bai more determined to share delicious food. This kind of ghost food must not be eaten by himself, and it can also be slightly beneficial to the body.
After the patrol army was repaired, following Wang Sheng's order, the cavalry of more than twenty people headed towards the desert.
Military discipline is very clear on their bodies. Even if they are just walking on an ordinary route, there are traces of their formations.
Qin Bai knew that in addition to Wang Sheng's contribution, this was mainly due to Yan Chixia. From the fact that he still cared about the border patrol even after leaving the army for several years, it can be seen how much effort he put in back then.
Wang Sheng was riding at the front and leading the way, but his face looked a little tired, and even though he was working hard, he could still feel it.
His soldiers asked him several times, but Wang Sheng just said that he had not slept well and that it was nothing serious.
In fact, he didn't feel any discomfort, but when leading the team's direction, he would always deviate slightly from the direction without realizing it.
Mr. Zheng rode a camel behind Wang Sheng. After two days, he had long lost the slovenly appearance he had in the wine shop before, and his whole body was in excellent spirits.
Only Qin Bai in the team was the most leisurely. He was lying on a cart pulled by three horses, surrounded by some food and supplies. From time to time, he would take out a book to pass the time.
Because he quietly put some of the heavy objects on the cart into the fish bag, it was not very difficult for the horses to arrive.
The donkey took small steps leisurely and shook its head. The paper man hid in the hair on its head, watching the surrounding environment curiously.
"Brother Donkey, let's sing a little song."
The speaker was a young man named He Ku. He rode close to the donkey.
After patrolling the night that day, he discovered that Qin Bai was not an ordinary person, so he took the initiative to feed the donkeys, and the two became familiar with each other.
The donkey glanced at him disdainfully and grunted.
He Ku smiled and took out a carrot and threw it over. The donkey accurately caught it in his mouth and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.
Then a weird Gusu tune hummed from its mouth, attracting everyone's attention.
Many of the border patrol troops came from Jiangsu and Zhejiang and joined the army. They couldn't help but hummed when they heard this familiar tune.
Why is he in a daze? He must have left home when he was sixteen. In the blink of an eye, it has already been five years. I don’t know how my wife at home is doing...
Seeing everyone busy on their way, Qin Bai took a sip of Coke, quietly stretched out the fishing rod, and the fishing line dropped into the soil.
Unknowingly, he unleashed his magical fishing power, and immediately reaped the rewards. He immediately closed the rod. There was a slight resistance in his hand, but he still managed to close it after using a little more strength.
I saw a bloody claw hanging on the fishhook.
Qin Bai was slightly stunned. This fishing magic power has become more and more weird since he stopped using it in the water. Could it be that there are some restrictions in it?
The border patrol gradually moved away from Jinsha Bay and headed towards the mysterious desert.
Half a day later, the two of them rode towards the border town. The rapid sound of horse hooves also marked the master's mood at this time.
When they approached the entrance of the town, the two jumped off their horses.
The person driving the horse was a strong man with dark skin. He was wearing relatively simple clothes and had a big knife on his waist. It could be seen from the calluses on the tiger's mouth that he was indeed a good wielder of a knife.
The man frowned. After looking around, he found traces in the open space outside the town. He couldn't help but said to his companions in a deep voice.
"The border patrol troops just left and camped here before."
"Uh, probably so."
The speaker was a tomboy with a slovenly appearance. She scratched her head and replied.
The man's brows were furrowed, and an aura suddenly appeared on his body. His name was Pang Yong, and he was originally a member of the border patrol.
"Are you sure there must be demons among them?"
"I noticed it last time when they passed by. There was a demon following them underground. Don't believe me..."
The tomboy Xia Bingbing snorted, but before he could say a few words, he was pulled by Pang Yong to the open space where the border patrol troops were stationed.
"Prove it to me."
"stubborn."
Xia Bing wiped her nose, took out a compass from her arms, then bit her index finger and dropped blood on the compass.
Then the compass began to shake, the pointer kept swinging left and right, and Xia Bing's expression became serious.
She walked around the open space holding a compass, and finally stopped and pointed at her feet and said: "There were demons here last night..."
The compass continued to swing, and Xia Bing walked to another place in confusion: "There seems to be a demon here..."
The direction she pointed was to where Qin Bai was. The so-called demonic aura should have been emitted unintentionally by the paper man, and the other place was at Wang Sheng's military tent.
"Two demons?" Pang Yong took a deep breath, his expression became more urgent. If the news could not be brought as soon as possible, I am afraid that the border patrol would be in disaster.
He had some conflicts with Wang Sheng, and later they became irreconcilable because of a woman, but he could never bear to see the border patrol army destroyed in the process of suppressing bandits.
"Let's go after them."
"ah?"
Pang Yong did not dare to waste too much time, so he took Xia Bing and headed towards the town.
The two soon learned the whereabouts of the border patrol from the children playing at the entrance of the town, and couldn't help but secretly marveled.
"Do you really want to go to the desert?"
"Go, and we must stop them before they enter the desert. I just hope it's late."
Pang Yong was resolute. After buying some supplies in the town, he took Xia Bing towards the desert.
The horse Juechen quickly turned into a black dot and disappeared on the ground.
