Resurrection of spiritual energy: the identity of the master of horizontal training is exposed

Qin Yang continued to ask.

"Of course there is."

Li Wentao said with a silly smile, "My lord, I already have news about the ghost king of the ancient house."

He had been busy all night, so naturally his efforts were not in vain.

"there?"

"To the east of Kaiyuan District, on a barren mountain beside the Liuchuan River, the Ghost King went there as a guest. I don't know the exact location. After all, I am too weak now, and the level of contact is too low."

At the end of the story, I didn't forget to buy a wave of pity.

"Okay, I see. After I'm sure, you come to see me."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Young master, have you found the ghost king?"

Min Yue asked.

"Ah."

Qin Yang nodded, turned around and said, "This time you stay here, I can go alone."

"Ok."

Min Yue knew that she would not be able to help if she went, so she agreed, not to mention that a qualified woman should not cause trouble to her man, these are the principles summarized on the Internet.

Qin Yang got dressed, put on a black mask and went out.

Because it was daytime, he was not in a hurry to go to the barren mountain that Li Wentao mentioned. After all, ghosts like the dark night, so it might be useless to go there during the day.

And the place he went to was a modern blacksmith shop he saw during the day.

Hearing that the people around said that the craftsmanship there is very good, he is going to make a mask.

The mask is fragile and can be easily lifted, so it is better to prepare a mask.

After all, he has always liked to make a fortune in silence.

"Lin Long Crafts! It should be here."

Qin Yang paced in and saw a brawny man with a bare upper body and bulging muscles forging iron in front of the stove. This kind of person is rare in modern society.

"Boss, is there a mask?"

Qin Yang looked around and found that the walls were covered with various shapes of knives, guns and sticks, and the craftsmanship was indeed very good.

"mask?"

The boss put down the thing in his hand, glanced at Qin Yang, and asked, "There are no masks here, but I can make one."

"Okay, then help me create a mask that fits my face shape."

Qin Yang paused after finishing speaking, raised his head and asked, "I just don't know how long it will take?"

"It depends on your requirements. If you need a finer mask, it may take longer, about two or three days. Ordinary masks will be faster. Start now, and you can make them in the afternoon."

Hearing this, Qin Yang lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "First help me make a simple mask."

"it is good."

The boss didn't ask much, and agreed directly.

"Rich?"

"Ordinary masks are not difficult, just give 500 yuan, and you will definitely be satisfied with the quality."

Qin Yang didn't hesitate, and decisively took out 500 yuan and put it on the table.

"The guest, you can walk around, or you can wait here."

After finishing speaking, the boss went to choose materials.

Qin Yang didn't leave either, just wandered around in the shop. He likes martial arts, so he naturally likes things like knives, guns and sticks.

In the afternoon, the boss handed a mask to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang held it in his hand and looked at it, then tried to put it on his face, and nodded in satisfaction.

The whole body is black, covering his entire face, and it fits his appearance perfectly, without much discomfort.

"Thank you boss, then I'll go first."

After speaking, Qin Yang greeted and left.

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When Qin Yang arrived at the barren hills in the eastern suburbs, it was completely dark, and the surroundings were completely silent, without any lights or people.

He could feel that there was a lot of yin here, and there must have been a lot of dirty things like ghosts and ghosts gathered here.

"Such a huge barren mountain, where can I find it?"

Walking in the barren hills, Qin Yang looked around and found that there was not a single ghost.

If he hadn't known that Li Wentao's life and death were in his hands, he would have thought he had been cheated.

"Ask before you know."

Qin Yang had no choice but to continue walking in the mountains.

He always meets ghosts when he walks many nights, and finally he met a little guy who was alone.

It should be said that the little guy is, after all, the other party looks like a child of seventeen or eight years old.

"Kid, may I ask where you are going?"

Qin Yang walked up to the child and asked.

At this time, the child turned around and stared straight at him with scarlet eyes. His complexion was similar to that of an ordinary child, but the thick blood in his eyes let Qin Yang know that this little guy was not a kind person.

"Hmm... are you human?"

The child wrinkled his nose, and asked about the smell of humanity, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was going to eat people.

"Kid, don't worry about it so much, I'll just ask you where to go now."

Not afraid of being seen through, Qin Yang continued to ask.

"Hee hee, these days, anyone dares to run around, and even ask me about the blood boy, what a fool."

The child gave a hideous smile, feeling that the person in front of him was an idiot, it was not good to ask someone for directions, and asking ghosts for directions, this is not self-inflicted trap.

"Snapped!"

In the next second, he was slapped on the face with a slap. He didn't die, but he was rolled far away by the slap.

"I'm uneducated, don't you understand that you have to use an honorific name when you talk to your brother?"

Qin Yang deliberately suppressed his strength, fearing that he would accidentally slap this little guy he finally met to death.

The blood boy was in a daze at the moment, was he slapped?

For a moment, the anger in his heart exploded, he got up from the ground, and couldn't help roaring.

"Damn..."

"Snapped!"

Before reading all the words, he was drawn again.

"Speak well, or don't blame brother for not giving you a chance."

After Qin Yang finished speaking, he shook his right hand.

After this slap, the blood boy was completely awake, and he knew that he had encountered a hard stubble. With the two slaps just now, it is estimated that he would belch on the spot after a few more slaps.

"I'm sorry..."

The blood boy looked at the raised palm and held back for a long time, and finally said a word of apology.

"Is this good? You don't want to swear in the future, you know?"

After speaking, Qin Yang patted the blood boy's head.

But the blood boy could only nod honestly due to his coercion.

Afterwards, Qin Yang began to ask about the ghost king of the ancient house.

"Now, I ask you questions, and I ask you to answer them. If you don't tell me, you should know the consequences."

The blood boy looked at Qin Yang's hand timidly, and nodded honestly.

"First, what are you doing here?"

"The Ghost King of the Barren Mountain invited all the ghosts in the eastern suburbs to gather. He said that he had something important to discuss, and everyone above evil ghosts could participate, so I came here."

"Second, do you know what you are going to do when you gather together?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems to be related to Wanjiamiao."

Wanjiamiao?

What is this place again, it sounds like a temple, but what does this have to do with the party.

Afterwards, Qin Yang asked some more detailed questions, and learned that an invitation letter was needed to participate in this opportunity.

"Where's your invitation letter?"

Qin Yang lowered his head and squinted his eyes and asked.

"That's it."

The blood boy obediently took out his invitation letter, which was a piece of yellowed torn paper with some handwriting that Qin Yang couldn't recognize at all.

Words that seem to belong to ghosts.

"Finally, I want to ask you a question, can humans participate in this banquet?"

This is very important to Qin Yang. Originally, he came to kill ghosts. Now that he knows that there is still a big secret, he must continue to explore. It would be great if he could participate.

"can!"

"How to say?"

"Evil cultivators can be regarded as similar to ghosts, as long as they are bad enough, they should be fine."

Hearing this, Qin Yang was overjoyed, it would be great if he could participate.

"Well, I can go now."

The blood boy looked at Qin Yang innocently with timid eyes.

A child's appearance does indeed arouse the sympathy of ordinary people.

However, the bloody light in his pupils betrayed him, and it was destined to show that he was a murderous evil spirit.

"Let's go, I'll see you on your way."

Qin Yang's eyes were cold, and he directly killed the blood boy with one palm, without mercy.

Chapter 29 Eat the Ghost King

After getting rid of the blood boy, Qin Yang took the invitation letter and walked towards the location designated by the other party.

It turned out that the reason why he didn't meet other ghosts along the way was because they were gathered in a ghost land on the back of the mountain.

The so-called ghost realm, that is, the special ability of the ghost king, is a large-scale formation barrier exclusive to ghosts, and ordinary people cannot see it clearly or enter it.

An invitation letter is required.

Because he was attending a ghost banquet, Qin Yang deliberately changed his temperament.

Before, it was because his temperament was the same as that of ordinary people, so the blood boy thought he was just an ordinary person.

Therefore, Qin Yang purposely released the vicious aura he had accumulated since killing ghosts and the controllable violent aura in his heart.

For a moment, although his whole body still looks the same as before, it will give people who see him a psychological hint of fear, like a devil from hell, full of frightening aura.

After that, he lowered his voice again, matching this temperament, he didn't believe that the ghosts still treated him as an ordinary person.

Finally, not long after walking to the back of the mountain, he encountered the second ghost.

Unlike the blood boy, this evil ghost was taken aback when it saw Qin Yang, and then immediately hid away, with a hint of fear and panic in its eyes.

"come here."