The off-road vehicle without its roof still kept moving forward at a terrifying speed, its headlights like beast eyes penetrated the rain curtain and illuminated the front.
Wang Jin did not sit in the passenger seat this time, but was fiddling with the metal throwing gun in his hand in the back seat.
Beside him sat something shaped like a man.
I can't see my face clearly, nor my limbs.
But her gray hair and stooped back can still tell that she is an old lady wrapped in rags.
The old lady struggled from time to time, but Wang Jin didn't even look at her and just concentrated on tinkering with the things in his hands.
"Isn't there any movement yet?"
Hu Ling raised her eyebrows, looked at Wang Jin through the rearview mirror, and laughed softly.
She likes cold weapons very much, especially weird items with their own characters.
Such as Scarlet Arms.
"After being struck by lightning for five full minutes, it's normal to lose your temper."
Hu Ling threw a bubble gum into his mouth and joked with a smile.
Wang Jin took all the limelight, and Lei Quan was taken over by the Scarlet Armed Forces.
It feels miserable just thinking about it.
"well."
Wang Jin patted the charred spear, his face full of melancholy.
He can understand the Scarlet Arms.
It is indeed not easy to take all Lei Gongzhao's attacks.
So Wang Jin poured a large dose of Kaitan inhibitor on it before implementing the plan, just to make the little guy less painful.
"Hiss...it's a bit like euthanasia."
The young man touched his chin and whispered softly.
Having said that, Wang Jin doesn't think there will be any problems with the Scarlet Armed Forces.
It had been baptized by the ancient god's breath when it was still a short sword, and mere lightning was nothing.
But this look is really worrying.
The scarlet weapon turned into a blackened metal spear stuck in place, like a steel bar randomly picked up at a construction site.
"I hope it will recover after a while, and then I can give it more blood to drink."
Wang Jin sighed, tried hard to bend the metal spear into a portable size, and poured some rabbit blood on it.
Then he leaned on the back seat, his eyes widened and he began to be in a daze.
The wind was very cold in the second half of the night, and the raindrops coming towards me made my whole body hurt.
It also makes the mind clearer.
Wang Jin is reviewing tonight's actions.
“First is the biggest gain.”
The young man flipped through his backpack and took the handicraft with a strange luster in his hand.
The villagers saw Wang Jin using a charm to call thunder, so they regarded him as a Taoist priest.
Those deeply inspired guys broke off branches from the surviving peach trees and passed them to each other and carved the gift with their own hands.
The beautifully shaped wooden sword has patterns like peach trees carved on it by skilled craftsmen.
It's obviously just a piece of wood shorter than your little finger, but it's extremely heavy.
It seems to carry the weight of the entire Peach Blossom Spring.
This is the bond between Wang Jin and everyone in Peach Blossom Land, and it also means that he has a ghost story scene that he can carry with him.
Of course, it is not that convenient to carry it with you.
After all, Wang Jin couldn't find a cave to crawl into anytime and anywhere, so Mo Li found a compromise.
Carrying a mahogany sword, he walked backwards for seven steps in places like alley corridors.
Villagers who get the signal will rush out to beat people or replenish Wang Jin's ammunition.
Unfortunately, this thing has two disadvantages.
First, it should only be used when the situation is less urgent.
If a fight broke out, Wang Jin would have no chance to find the alley corridor, nor would he have the chance to continuously retreat.
Secondly, Wang Jin could not directly enter the Peach Blossom Spring by walking backwards seven steps.
After all, he doesn't belong there, he's just a guest.
If you really want to enter the Peach Blossom Land and arrange it in advance, you still have to dig into the cave.
It is worth mentioning that the side effects of Taomujian are very strange.
Wang Jin named this side effect "not enough for outsiders to understand".
Within an hour after using it, as long as he mentions anything about Peach Blossom Spring to others, the Taomu Sword will disappear out of thin air.
The solution is also very simple.
As long as Wang Jin goes to Peach Blossom Spring again, the Peach Wood Sword will reappear.
"My little brother, the summoner is still an inconvenient warehouse."
Wang Jin rummaged through his backpack and finally took the red rope handed over by Hu Ling and hung the mahogany sword around his neck.
After doing all this, he turned his attention to the flag surging with flames and water.
Then he frowned.
This thing is also a strange item, and it is hard to find it even if it is left out there.
But Wang Jin's attention was not on them.
"I just got the news that the unclean group is called 'The Opera Maniacs'."
"They have no reputation and their members are all idiots."
"Just a bunch of little thieves."
The young man spoke softly, sharing with Hu Ling the news that Lu Zhui had whispered.
Hu Ling nodded and glanced at Wang Jin through the rearview mirror, seemingly observing his expression.
"The only interesting thing is the five leaders of Xi Chi, which correspond to the five elements."
"And now there are only three left at most."
Wang Jin picked up and put down the flag in his hand, seeming a little anxious.
"That's the problem."
The young man frowned, obviously thinking about something.
"There were also people who were obsessed with drama at the train station, but no leader showed up."
"It's impossible to achieve anything big with a piece of loose sand... It just means that the three leaders are in control."
"Either escape or die."
"But these people are not in their right mind, and the chance of escaping is very small."
Having said this, Wang Jin sat up straight and his voice was cold.
"Then you say... who killed them?"
"The head of the land."
Hu Ling thought for a moment and quickly gave the answer.
But the moment the answer came out of her mouth, she realized something was wrong.
"Facing three leader-level unclean ones at the same time, this old man has become much stronger."
Hu Ling secretly glanced at Wang Jin, with an expression like a child expecting to be praised.
She didn't notice at all that she regarded Wang Jin as her senior.
"I'm not too worried about his strength... I'm wondering why he wants to conflict with the Unclean One."
Wang Jin didn't pay attention to Hu Ling's expression, he shook his head slightly.
"It has been some time since the cat-faced old lady was sent here, and Lu Zhishou has obtained another part of the Hundred People's Resentment."
"A successful thief will not stay at the crime scene, let alone attack the victim directly."
"This old guy must be planning something when he kills someone intentionally."
Wang Jin lay down on the back seat again and began to close his eyes and rest.
"Why can't we be chased after being exposed?"
Hu Ling lowered his head and thought, as if he didn't quite understand the term "intentional homicide."
"Do you remember what happened after the accident at school?"
Wang Jin didn't even open his eyes, he spoke slowly.
"Ah...I understand."
Hu Ling nodded and said no more.
She was asked by Wang Jin to hold down the doctor that day, but on the way she met Lu Zhishou, who was recovering from a serious injury.
Even an immortal family like Hu Ling, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, could not retain Lu Zhishou, and it was even more impossible for three idiots to be of mixed blood.
"Did you find it? All the bodies along the way have disappeared."
Wang Jin murmured to himself.
He had been trying to get some food for the Scarlet Armed Forces, but he found that all the enemies he and Hu Ling had killed along the way were missing.
Even the blood stains were washed away by the rain.
Only the minced meat and motorcycle wreckage on the ground proved that everything was not false.
"Lu Zhishou needs corpses...many, many."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
He realized that his killing spree tonight had saved Lu Zhishou a lot of trouble.
"Just think of it as a return gift to you."
Wang Jin was not angry, but patted the talisman in his arms and smiled leisurely.