After Dongfang Ce and his party left the fishing village by the river.

On the second day, the comrades of the missing sects came to rescue them.

The entire operation lasted for three days.

In that remote fishing village, a total of four or five hundred people were picked up.

No one was injured.

There was no blood in the village.

But those who enter it to find secret treasures or go to save people have become useless people.

This is worse than the previous incidents.

Many of these hundreds of people were already confused.

He was still a little fragile and frightened by the ghosts in the village.

Such strange things are the most eye-catching.

Within a few days, various news spread.

Xiaoxiang and the two lakes, this will be a sensation.

The left-dog demon Chen Qiu knew the evil spirit of soul-catching magic, which is a foregone conclusion.

This made Chen Qiu, in everyone's heart, add a mysterious temperament in addition to his fierce and sinister image.

The title of demon in the world has been confirmed.

But the parties involved don't care much.

In the storm that had already begun, he leisurely left the two lakes of Xiaoxiang.

Of course, Hero He Wangchuan still has to come out and go through a formality on the surface.

The master senior who had been chasing Chen Qiu and had no tail was seen, went to the injured to express his condolences.

But no one blamed this senior who worked hard.

He had already issued a warning to his fellow workers in the world during the Xiaoxiang Jianmen Ceremony.

It is said that Chen Qiu was hiding at the junction of Xiaoxiang and Jiangxi.

As it turns out, the warning from the senior is correct.

Besides, not all those who walk on the water have caused a disaster.

Those who are not interested in the so-called secret treasures or take warning seriously.

It will be smoothly back by water or by land.

The reason why these injured ended up like this.

Or because they can't stand the temptation.

Just find trouble for yourself.

As the saying goes, it’s hard to persuade a damn ghost.

However, Chen Qiu is like a striking ball of fire.

When his dazzling fire caught everyone's gaze.

In the shadows under the fire, there are still other things going on in an orderly manner.

What Chen Qiu did was so eye-catching.

So many people ignore an important issue.

Chen Qiu's extremely evil gang was not the only one.

Near Badong.

On the mountain roads to Miaojiang, there are some wooden houses left by hunters in the mountains for their stay.

Among them, there are temporary residents in Xiangyang.

Zhang Lan was sitting on the platform on the edge of the wooden house.

There was a table that was moved in front of him.

In the sunshine under the mottled light in the forest.

The young man in white was holding a painting brush.

What is painting.

At his feet, the little white cat with a beautiful bow tied to his body rubbed his trouser legs.

It made a soft and soft cry.

The lazy and sleepy cat just woke up and felt hungry.

In this gentle way, I remind my shoveler.

Stop playing tm.

Go and find food for me quickly.

But Zhang Lan is busy now.

"Be obedient, I'll find some small fish and shrimp for you later.

Or go down the mountain to find some sausages. Don’t you like to eat sausages?

It's really different from other cats, they can't eat spicy food."

He could only comfort his master.

Then he turned his attention to the work being carried out at hand.

In front of him, on the shabby table, the black fan and the glass spread out.

It's like an ordinary fan.

But there was some smoke floating above, shining under the sun.

It's like flying dust in the light.

Zhang Lan held the painting brush and dipped it carefully on the inkstone at hand.

Let the pen tip suck the weird red ink juice.

Then roll up your sleeves and raise your hands, and point the brush on the black fan.

With the wrist turning steadily.

A red mark was applied on the fan.

Just like red blood.

The two red ghost eyes of the Prajna evil ghost are drawn on the fan's night sky dawn map.

One point is not more, one point is not less.

It's like the finishing touch of the painting.

This stroke makes the image of the evil ghost more vivid.

"How is it okay?"

Zhang Lan put down the red pen and picked up a brush dipped in cyan paint.

He looked at the picture pointed out on the fan and smiled with satisfaction.

He seemed to be talking to himself.

The black fan in front of me was very calm.

Nothing to say.

This means that it is quite satisfied with this outline.

The glass is gone at night.

The poisonous weapon among the twelve powerful weapons in the world is also a spiritual thing.

The birth of tens of millions of poisons is the treasure of the Wanpo Sect.

Only if the poison technique is unique in the world is qualified to use it.

However, after the death of the old man Wandu, the Wandu Sect was divided up by many parties.

The disciples either devoted themselves to the Miaojiang witchcraft path.

Or he was attracted by the national teacher Zhang Chu.

The remaining small handful.

In order to make a living, I had to invest in the Five Elements Gate.

The only one who still adheres to the title of Wandu Sect was left with two or three kittens.
To be continued...