Feng Qi and the others were still resting, so Cheng Lin began to search the area.
The fact that intermediate-level war spirits can be born shows that powerful monks died in this place during the previous war.
"This place is very close to the seaside. It is possible that a powerful practitioner who escaped during the battle ran here, but failed to escape in the end, and died in the woods."
Cheng Lin was guessing at the origin of the fighting spirit, but his hands and feet kept moving.
Buried in the soil where the war spirit was born was a mostly complete human skeleton, which was smooth and translucent and had not decayed after hundreds of years. It was the most complete skeleton their team had encountered so far.
Cheng Lin carefully placed it in a plastic bag, then sealed it, patted the bones, and thought to himself that just these bones could be exchanged for a lot of contribution points.
"This bone is really useless to me, but those experts and scholars are eager for it. It's hard to say that its contribution points are higher than the broken magic weapon."
Cheng Lin thought about it and flipped through it again. He saw a broken fan next to the pile of scattered bones. The fan turned out to be fiery red. He closed it, picked it up, and unfolded it with a roar. There were many big holes in the fan.
Especially in the middle, it seemed as if a sword had penetrated it, and the fan bones also had dense cracks.
"This monk was most likely killed by the sword array."
Cheng Lin tentatively injected a bit of spiritual energy into it, and a faint light suddenly lit up on the fan, and he fanned it tentatively.
"call……"
A flame suddenly appeared, and this fan could actually spit fire. It was somewhat similar to the Iron Fan Princess in Journey to the West. Of course, there was a big difference in appearance. That fan was a banana fan, and this fan was a scholar's folding fan.
Looking at the luster... this turned out to be a high-level spiritual weapon, and the damage didn't seem that great.
Cheng Lin's heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly had some secret thoughts. Unfortunately, Feng Qi and others were watching beside him. He could only shake his head regretfully. After all, it was inconvenient to form a team, but it was more satisfying to act on his own.
Put the fan in your pocket and the big pocket will be full.
"How is everyone?" Cheng Lin asked.
Feng Qi and others shook their heads and said with a wry smile: "The injuries are not serious. The main reason is that I didn't expect this ghost to be so powerful, especially the mental attacks. We have consumed a lot of spiritual energy. We need to rest here for a while. Well, it probably takes
Dozens of minutes.”
Cheng Lin nodded when he heard this and said: "The backpack is also full. Let me send my things back to the ship first. If I come back late, you can explore first."
Feng Qi wanted to shake his head, saying that it was too dangerous, but looking at Cheng Lin's breathless appearance after a battle, he immediately swallowed the admonition, nodded and said, "That's okay, but you have to be careful."
"Don't worry, the road back has been cleared and it's very safe." Cheng Lin smiled, then put the huge cloth bag on his shoulder, waved his hand, and walked out of the woods and returned the same way.
Feng Qi and others watched Cheng Lin leave with his bag on his back. They couldn't help but express admiration. They stopped thinking about it and concentrated on closing their eyes and meditating to recover.
…
When he was far enough away from the woods, Cheng Lin suddenly turned around and changed direction.
"It will take some time for Feng Qi and the others to recover, so why not take the opportunity to kill a few monsters alone."
Cheng Lin's eyes flickered and he calculated.
Following them, Cheng Lin really couldn't find a chance to hide the magic weapon privately. This was no good. He finally found a chance to come out, so he naturally needed to accumulate some treasures for himself.
Choosing a direction, Cheng Lin took long strides and started running. The island was huge, and he wasn't worried about meeting people. He just headed to remote places along the way. When he encountered a fighting spirit, he estimated his strength and chose to brush or avoid it.
The purpose of killing is mainly to pick up things.
"This pendant is pretty good, it should be an intermediate spiritual weapon."
"Hey, this hammer is well preserved and can be taken away."
"This teapot is not seriously damaged, take it away."
"This bracelet is numb and not round at all. Take it away."
Cheng Lin picked up things along the way, and put all the magic weapons he liked in the initial space. Anyway, the space was large, so he was not afraid of not being able to fit it in. The more he picked up, the happier he became, and unknowingly he went deep into the island. After putting away a jade brick, he
Suddenly I heard voices coming from the front.
When I looked up, I saw five small lapels emerging from the woods in front of me.
Cheng Lin was a little surprised. He looked at the logo on the other party's clothes. Well, it was Liu Si's small lapel. He didn't recognize it.
The five people opposite were also stunned.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out of the woods, I saw Comrade Yuji carrying a huge backpack.
Both sides were startled, and the group of young lapels couldn't help but be a little surprised. They glanced at the huge backpack on Cheng Lin's back a few more times, wondering what happened to this brother?
Solo action?
Have you accumulated so much harvest?
Okay, but it's not simple.
Cheng Linhui misunderstood, blinked, subconsciously protected the big bag, and glared at them: "What are you looking at? I've never seen anyone picking up rags?"
Several people from the Sixth Division were speechless when they heard this.
I've been exploring projection carefully, but why are you calling me a picker of rags?
Also, what does your defensive little look mean?
How can we still steal yours?
"Little brother, if you are full, please return it to the ship as soon as possible. Where are your teammates? It is best not to act alone, as it may be dangerous." A little lapel kindly advised.
Cheng Lin was slightly surprised: "Danger? What do you mean?"
"Rogue cultivator," the little lapel leader of the Sixth Division said a little more seriously, "You still don't know the latest news.
It has been confirmed that an illegal group of casual cultivators has infiltrated the island. It is very likely that they are related to the people who were involved in the previous casual cultivator murder incident, or it may be a group of people.
They are also competing with us for supplies and will attack our people to rob. There has been a fight before and some of our brothers were injured."
Is there such a thing?
Is it true that illegal cultivators have sneaked into the island?
Also fighting against formal lapels?
Cheng Lin was a little surprised, his expression became more serious, and he said, "Thanks for reminding me."
"fine."
After the other party finished speaking, they left together.
Cheng Lin stood there, looked at the time, and decided not to delay any longer and send the supplies back to the ship first. But as soon as the thought came to his mind, he suddenly shivered subconsciously. In a daze, he felt like a light on his back.
Something was watching him in the dark.
Turning on wide-area vision and raising the angle of view, the dense fog spread out for tens of meters with him as the center. Without looking back, Cheng Lin observed with the help of a 360-degree angle of view, but found nothing.
He switched to hazy eyes and pretended to glance around inadvertently. This time he finally made a discovery. Within the vision of hazy eyes, there was a vague light and shadow lying in the dense woods not far away. It was very blurry. The other party seemed to be there.
Deliberately hiding the breath.
Cheng Lin immediately shuddered, and the muscles in his clothes tightened.
Who?
Who is watching him secretly?
Due to the rules, the official lapel will not attack people from other departments, and the fighting spirit is impossible, so it seems that there is only one possibility left.
"Illegal casual cultivator? Are they targeting me? No, maybe this person was following those small lapels of the Sixth Division before, but he just didn't find a chance. After seeing me, he thought I was easier to deal with alone, so he moved
achieved the goal.”
Cheng Lin calmed himself down and made a judgment in his mind.
"Those who dare to follow five little lapels must be at least a second-grade monk, or even higher. But since they haven't come out to intercept and kill, it means they shouldn't be too high. Since they are targeting me, it will not be easy to get rid of them. But even if I fight with them, I
You won’t necessarily lose.”
Cheng Lin took a deep breath, pretended not to notice anything, and deliberately stretched himself to show off his weakness. Unfortunately, the other party did not take action. He thought for a while, picked up his big bag, and started to rush towards the seaside at a normal pace. At the same time,
Locking the other person with the corners of his eyes, the person followed him, but he never showed his signs.
Cheng Lin looked relaxed on the surface, but was tense in his heart. This was the first time he faced a real life-and-death enemy. Even though he was confident enough, he was still very nervous. Illegal cultivators were different from others. Once he took action, he would definitely attack.
Cheng Lin didn't dare to be careless about killing himself.
After walking for about five minutes, the man seemed to feel that the area was safe enough, and his aura began to become noticeable.
Cheng Lin stopped decisively and gently took off his big bag, as if he was tired from walking and wanted to take a rest. However, after taking off the bag, he slowly pulled out the bat tooth-made spirit weapon issued by the department before the exploration.
The official name of the sharpened knife is "bat knife".
It happened that the wind was blowing, and the surrounding trees made a rustling sound.
Cheng Lin's hair was slightly messy, but his eyes were calm. He held the bat knife tightly, secretly activated "Wide Area Vision" and "Body Control", and said in a calm and determined voice: "Come out, after following me for so long, it's time to
Come out and meet."
As soon as his clear voice fell, someone walked out of the woods behind him.
A cold and evil air filled the air, and the salty sea breeze was like the smell of blood.
The man walked in slowly, sneered, and stepped into the range of wide-area vision.
Then, Cheng Lin's cold face suddenly became stunned.
He turned around, looked at the little figure behind him with a dark face, gritted his teeth and said: "Xiaocao? Why is it you?"
Cao Wei, who was wearing a black dress and a rabbit headband, sneered. Because she was sneaking in the woods, her dress was scratched a lot by branches. Her clothes were ragged, there was dirt on her face and hands, and there were grass blades in her hair. She was in a mess.
Unexpectedly, he was still holding a torn bag in his hand. He looked over and saw that he was a poor, homeless child who was out of school and scavenging.
Cao Wei didn't know it, put her hands on her hips and sneered: "Hehehe, Cheng Lin, I caught you again. Come on, let's settle old and new grudges together. Today, no one can save you!"