From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

This was the first time that Mo Jiu walked out of Zhang's house, out of the hidden dense forest, and down the mountain to the foot of Changbai Mountain.

This time, Zhang Qishan and his group came to the Zhang family in Northeast China secretly. There were Japanese and Northern spies guarding nearby, waiting for them to come out of the Zhang family's ancient house.

In order not to expose his whereabouts, Zhang Qishan had to disguise himself with other people before boarding a green train.

The world outside was not as good as Mo Jiu imagined. Because of the war, resentful undead spirits were everywhere, and these were things only he could see.

Qilin is a beast of good fortune, and is very sensitive to the resentment of these evil creatures, and hates them very much, so it is always in a bad mood.

Squeezed in the crowded train with no room to move feet, he was held in Zhang Qiling's arms to prevent them from getting lost.

Mo Jiu's face was full of unhappiness, "Little brother, let's go back! The smell here is so bad."

Zhang Qiling touched his head. They climbed onto the train midway and didn’t even have tickets, let alone seats.

"Young senior, please be patient. I will go to the next stop to see if there are any seats or boxes available." Zhang Rishan comforted him.

"Hmph!" Mo Jiu buried his face in Zhang Qiling's arms, smelling the faint scent of snow-capped peaks, and didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Rishan.

At this moment, there was a commotion and exclamations from the carriage in front.

Several people's faces changed. Zhang Qiling didn't know much about the train and didn't react to what was going on. Then he heard Mr. Ba shout, "Oh no! Check the tickets. The Japanese must have discovered our whereabouts."

"Jump out of the car." Zhang Qishan gave the order.

Zhang Rishan pushed open the car window next to him. They had chosen this position specifically to avoid being discovered and to facilitate their escape.

"?" Mo Jiu looked up at Zhang Rishan who jumped down, and Mr. Ba who followed closely behind with a confused look on his face.

"You can't take the bus anymore." Zhang Qiling explained to him.

"why?"

"The Japanese are chasing us and want to kill us," said Zhang Qishan.

"Just kill them." Mo Jiu said indifferently. In the ancient times, the strong were the greatest. He didn't think anyone here could beat his fist.

"There are too many people here." Zhang Qiling grabbed his fist and pulled him to jump out of the window easily.

Mr. Ba watched the two of them jump down with such agility that he couldn't help but admire them.

Afterwards, Zhang Rishan helped Zhang Qishan pick up Yin Xingyue, and the group headed towards the nearby forest in an organized manner.

at night

It was Mo Jiu’s first time camping outdoors, and he curled his lips in disgust. He wanted to move out his portable house, but his little brother wouldn’t let him.

At this time, he was sitting beside the fire, looking unhappy, holding a small wooden stick and drawing circles on the ground.

"Little brother, how long will it take?" Mo Jiu had never experienced being chased like this since he was born. He couldn't use his magical powers and had to travel on foot. He couldn't use the things in his mansion.

He felt very annoyed. Although he couldn't leave the Zhang family's ancient house before, he could at least use some magic and eat spiritual fruits at will. Now he couldn't take anything out to eat for several days, and eating ordinary food was of no use to him at all.

"There are still ten days left." Zhang Qiling calculated the journey to Changsha and gave a time.

"If you are tired, young senior, why don't I carry you on my back tomorrow?" Zhang Rishan said with some guilt. If it weren't for them, the young senior and the clan leader wouldn't have been hunted down by the Japanese and would have had to travel through the mountains.

"No." Mo Jiu shook his head. He wanted his brother to carry him, not anyone else.

"Let's find a town tomorrow and see if there are any horses!" said Zhang Qishan.

"It's a bit difficult to find horses in these places, right?" Yin Xingyue bit a sour wild fruit, frowned and couldn't eat it, so she stuffed the bit of fruit into Zhang Qishan's mouth.

"What are horses used for?" Mo Jiu asked.

"Ride and hurry up." Zhang Qiling said.

Mo Jiu nodded, not quite understanding. A mount like the one in Honghuang? It didn't seem impossible.

"Go to bed early and go to town tomorrow!"

……

In the middle of the night, suddenly something heavy fell, followed by a scream, which startled the birds in the forest and made them spread their wings and fly away.

Zhang Qishan and three others woke up in shock, and saw two people, one in black and the other in white, lying on the ground, tied up, and a big furry ball curled up and shivering next to them.

He looked at Zhang Qiling who was keeping watch with some shock, and Mo Jiu who was standing beside him with his hands on his hips and a look of satisfaction on his face.

The Eighth Master looked at the two people wailing on the ground. The white figure was tall and thin, with a pale face, and a white official hat with the words "First sight brings wealth" written on it. The black figure had a three-dimensional face and a somewhat strong figure, and the words "Peace in the World" were written on his official hat.

He only felt the surroundings were gloomy and cold, a sense of fear surged up, his face turned pale with fear, he took a few steps back in panic, and sat down on the ground.

"Eighth Master."

Zhang Rishan quickly supported him, only to see that Mr. Ba closed his eyes in fear and muttered tremblingly, "It's fake, fake, it's not..."

Yin Xingyue was so scared that she hugged Zhang Qishan and yelled, "Ah~Qishan, are we dead? Why are we seeing the Black and White Impermanence?"

"It's okay, I'm still alive!" Zhang Qishan was also at a loss as to what to do. Black and White Impermanence? They must be pretending.

"Little brother, do you think the mount I caught is good-looking?" Mo Jiu ignored what those people said and asked happily while pointing at the big ball of fur.

Zhang Qiling looked at the Black and White Impermanence who were tied up like dumplings on the ground, and the White Tiger who was beaten so hard that he was trembling and dared not move, and his cold face cracked a little.

This little Qilin just suddenly disappeared for a while, and when he appeared again, he got himself into two troubles? He thought he was going to secretly eat the spiritual fruit, after all, he smelled the scent of the spiritual fruit.

"Young Prince, we were just passing by and didn't spy on your whereabouts! It's unfair!" Bai Wuchang shouted with a sad face.

If they knew that this master was here, they would rather let those souls become wandering ghosts than come near here!

woohoo~