Lu Sanbao rushed forward excitedly. In fact, he had seen the ghost head lantern before it appeared and knew that the master was nearby.
He stepped forward happily and said, "Master, have you read the two rankings? Your ranking is very high."
Wang Fu smiled and nodded, "I looked at it, but I didn't see the Ghost Killing List."
"Yes, we have it here."
Lu Sanbao excitedly took out a piece of paper, which was apparently rubbed from a jade album. He rummaged through it a few times and immediately saw that the ghost general he had just killed was ranked twenty-two.
"The ghost general is unparalleled. He is good at the art of war and can gather weak points into strong ones. He has the strength of an elite Yaksha Ligui."
Xiong Tili was amazed that such a powerful ghost was killed by Wang Fu with one move.
In addition, Wang Fu's ability to sneak behind the opponent without being noticed, and his elusiveness is breathtaking.
Although the battlefield is chaotic, the ghost generals are surrounded by ghosts. As a practitioner of human life, Wang Fu must have mastered some secret technique if he can approach quietly.
Although Xiongtori was amazed, he didn't ask any more questions.
Wang Fu took the Ghost Killing List and looked at the ten lines at a glance. He found that Sugar Ghost was also on it, ranking slightly lower.
Let’s look at the rewards again, wow!
The owner of the temple spent a lot of money this time.
Wang Fu saw that after killing the top twenty ghosts, they were taught the secret method of Sanqing Palace.
Moreover, there is no restriction on Sanqing or Leihuo, that is to say, the secret law is allowed to spread
Looking at the Gushan Mountain God, it is also a rare and generous move to set up a commanding position above the Great Yaksha.
Both sides take this battle seriously!
Wang Fu scanned the names one by one, thinking that many of them must have died.
As soon as the two lists came out, both humans and ghosts began to hunt in targeted ways. Those miscellaneous soldiers were irrelevant. Although the number of casualties decreased, the level of cruelty increased sharply.
After all, the names listed on the Killing List and Ghost Killing List are top figures on both sides. The disappearance of any one of them would be a huge loss.
"Senior Brother Xiong, since we are destined to get together, why don't we act together."
Wang Fu extended an invitation to Xiong Qili.
Neng Chuli had mixed feelings. When he was in Caijin Town, Wang Fu still followed his junior brother, but now, in turn, he can protect him.
In fact, as early as in Caijin Town, Xiong Tili had noticed Wang Fu's extraordinary qualities, but he did not expect that Wang Fu would grow up so fast.
"Then I won't disturb Junior Brother Wang."
The three of them set off to find other fellow disciples.
At this time, Gushan was completely lively, and there were fights and fights everywhere. The unknown cultivators and ghosts on the list breathed a sigh of relief. Although some were killed easily and some were unlucky, overall, they were safer.
The strong ones are all looking for equal opponents, and will not waste their efforts looking for other soldiers.
"Senior Brother Xiong, I have a plan. Let's look for the ghosts on the list on the way, and gather other disciples together. Is it easy to do things with many people?" Wang Fu told Xiong Qili what he was thinking on the way.
He didn't think that the Gushan ghosts would show any chivalry spirit and fight them in a one-on-one duel.
In fact, as a practitioner, Wang Fu also adheres to the tenet of being able to surround and never fight alone. If he wants to win, he has to bully the few with more people, and the same goes for ghosts.
Now, Wang Fu has two people by his side, but it’s still not enough!
The five ghosts took the lead and turned into lanterns and scattered around, looking for their fellow Thunder Fire Hall disciples who were alone.
In the ghost world, the five ghosts have freedom of movement and are actually more flexible than practitioners.
Just now, the five ghosts had found the whereabouts of Xiong Qili and the other two people among the attacking ghosts, and promptly informed Wang Fu of their arrival.
"Um?"
Just after walking for a while, I discovered something new.
The Five Ghosts found a dying Ear Reporter God in a rock crevice somewhere, which was released by a high-ranking person in the Thunder Fire Palace.
When found, the Ear Reporter God was about to dissipate, and it was unclear whether he was searching for a way or asking for help.
"Um?"
Wang Fu fell into deep thought. The practitioners of Leihuo Temple were trapped in the ghost world of Gushan. It was impossible for them to have a black eye.
He can use various methods to detect the surrounding situation, such as using ghosts, even divine fire generals, to detect the surrounding situation, and even if he encounters a strong enemy, he can avoid it in advance.
The ear-reporter I encountered reported fragmentary information and then disappeared without a trace.
The five ghosts looked around again, but saw no whereabouts of the Leihuo Sect members.
Wang Fu felt a little heavy, so he took Xiong Qili and Lu Sanbao and continued walking.
"What, are you thirsty?"
Wang Fu noticed that Lu Sanbao pursed his lips. Knowing that the child was thirsty, he smiled and took out some spiritual tea.
Of course, it is brewed tea. Being in Gushan, it is not convenient to boil water to make tea.
Lu Sanbao nodded, and suddenly a burst of white mist floated in front of the three of them, just like the vapor of boiling water.
The fog in front of me dissipated, and a tea stall suddenly appeared. A tea flag fluttered in the wind, and a stove was simmering below.
It was a very ordinary tea stall with simple decoration, the tea bowl was a coarse porcelain sea bowl, and the old man and woman who were busy cooking the stove looked like a couple at first glance.
The three of them stopped when they saw this. What a coincidence. Just as they said they wanted to drink water, a tea stall appeared.
"Um!"
Xiongtori smelled the familiar aroma of tea. The tea stall turned out to have some spiritual tea, and the grade was not low, at least medium grade or above.
"The guests are here, please have tea!"
The old man came forward to invite him enthusiastically, smiling without any hint of ghostliness.
Wang Fu opened his eyes and shook his head. He couldn't see anything.
In the ghost world of Gushan, there is no distinction between humans and ghosts, and the Dharma Eyes have also failed.
If Wang Fu is ruthless, there is no need to screen him, he can just kill him and it will be over.
"Junior Brother Wang, if you can't tell whether it's true or not, you'd better take a detour!"
Xiong Quli has a cautious character, so he suggested this.
Wang Fu nodded and said to the old man, "You're welcome, we don't drink tea."
They turned around and left, and the fog began to close behind them, submerging the tea stall in the depths, and gradually they lost sight of their traces.
"Master, I think they must be ghosts."
Lu Sanbao analyzed it carefully.
"The Dianling tea in Gushan is all occupied by ghosts. It is absolutely impossible for the mountain people to pick the tea and set up a stall."
"They knew that Dian Ling Tea was too tempting for practitioners and deliberately set up a tea stall. There must be a conspiracy."
Wang Fu nodded, "That's right."
"There must be a lot of similar weird scenes in Gushan. If you can, give in. If you really can't give in, then take action."
"Remember, this is not cowardice, but wisdom."
"Never walk into the enemy's intended battlefield."
Lu Sanbao nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and Xiong Tili next to him thought to himself that Wang Fu's ability to reach this point is indeed not in vain.
Another sheet of white mist came from the front, and the sound of Gududu boiling water floated in the ears of the three of them from far away.
The mist dispersed, and the tea stall loomed ahead, with familiar tea flags, familiar stoves, and familiar seats and porcelain bowls.
Only the busy couple were different from before.
There are still two people, but they look a bit older. The old man's hair is more gray, his waist is more stooped, most of the teeth in his mouth are missing, and his mouth is shrunken.
"When guests come to drink tea, the shop has fine mountain tea."
The familiar aroma of Dingling tea hits your face.
"Guest, come in and have tea."
The old man greeted him warmly, wiped his hands on the cloth, and made an inviting gesture toward the tea stall.
It seems normal to open the door to welcome guests, but the environment is Gushan, which makes it look very ghostly.
"Junior Brother Wang."
Xiong Qili reminded Wang Fu that he could not go.
This tea stall is so weird. They were clearly far away just now, but they bumped into it again in the blink of an eye.
It's like someone is coming to your door without any effort to avoid it.
Although the old man and the old woman cannot tell the truth, 90% of them are indeed ghosts.
To be able to hide from the eyes of the three of them, these two ghosts are not of low moral character!
"The guests have come from afar and are thirsty, why don't you come over for a cup of tea?"
The old man urged again.
Wang Fu turned around decisively and greeted the two of them, "Let's go!"
The three of them ignored the old man and immediately turned around and left without even thinking of answering.
There might be some kind of trap hidden in the old man's invitation. Once you open your mouth, you are very likely to fall into it.
Wang Fu kept silent, turned around and left, which was the wisest choice.
The second time they left, they had expectations in their hearts that they would not leave this tea stall easily.
Sure enough, after walking for about half a quarter of an hour, the fog rolled in front of my eyes and a tea stall emerged.
"Ahem, cough, cough, why don't guests come and try, cough, my tea?"
The old man appeared again. He had aged for ten years, his face was covered with age spots, and his waist was so bent that he could no longer straighten up.
Her white hair was messy, only held up by a wooden stick and tied into a simple bun.
The old woman was still busy on the stove and seemed unable to see the scene outside, leaving the three of them with their backs.
Every detail of the scene in front of me was full of contradictions and weirdness.
Moreover, every time the tea stall appears, the old man and the old woman look a bit older, which always gives people an uneasy feeling.
Wang Fu stood there thinking, the old man seemed to be ignited with hope, and kept surrounding him to invite him.
Neng Leili's heart skipped a beat, this junior brother Wang might not have been possessed by a ghost.
Wang Fu's position in the Thunder Fire Palace is that he is recognized as the young master of the palace, but outstanding disciples like Xiong Tili, who are already in the middle realm of Jiuqu at a young age, have their own set of views in their hearts and will not surrender easily.
From the title aspect, we can see that most people call him Master Wang Fu, but Xiong Qili still calls him Junior Brother Wang.
Wang Fu also knew that it was not easy to conquer them. People with ability are often arrogant. He had the patience to take his time.
"Junior Brother Wang,"
Neng Cheli coughed twice in an attempt to remind Wang Fu.
However……
"OK!"
Wang Fu smiled and agreed to the old man's invitation.
This move made Xiong Quli break into a cold sweat. Why did he agree?
Such inexplicable invitations often contain sinister traps. Once you agree, you will most likely fall into an irreversible end.
From Notori's point of view, he should just ignore the old man's invitation and leave just like the previous two times.
After all, every time the tea stall appears, the old man and the old woman get a little older. As long as they persist a few times, they can survive the two suspected ghosts.
However, Wang Fu's agreement broke Xiong Qili's plan, which was terrible.
"Guests please come in."
The old man smiled and stretched out his hand towards Wang Fu and the others.
Wang Fu took the lead and Lu Sanbao followed closely.
"Wait for me."
Xiong Qili gritted his teeth and followed suit, silently reciting the four words "Catching chestnuts in the fire" in his heart.
After a while, the three of them sat down and looked at the environment of the tea stall. The bamboo shed had a thatched roof and air leaked from all directions. There was only a bamboo mat hung next to the seats.
The tables and chairs are all made of very fresh logs, and the wood knots and knots are symbols of the original ecology.
"Old man, it's not easy for you to make a living at such an old age!"
After Wang Fu sat down, he started chatting with the old man.
The old man sighed, "There is no way. The younger brother is poor and has no children. He lives with his old wife in a broken house. When he gets older, he no longer has the energy to farm. He opens a tea stall and earns a few copper coins a day to barely survive in Hukou.
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"Guests must have heard of Gushan's specialty, Dian Ling Tea. This is the finest mountain tea. Would you like to try it?"
Wang Fu laughed and said, "That's what I mean, bring me a pot of the most expensive and best tea here."
Seeing that the two of them were chatting animatedly, Xiong Tili couldn't help but say, "Junior Brother Wang."
"Senior Brother Xiong, don't rob me. I'm treating you this time."
Wang Fu interrupted Xiong Qili.
Xiong Tili's heart moved. Is this a hint?
He kept silent and watched Wang Fu and the old man talking quietly.
Turning his eyes, he saw several tea pets arranged randomly on the table, and his eyes lit up.
What good things can be found in a barren mountain tea stall? The tables and chairs are not carefully polished and painted, the tea bowls are chipped from coarse porcelain, and even the stove for making tea is full of scars.
These tea pets are so exquisite that no one would believe you if you say they are for the enjoyment of princes and nobles.
Xiong Tili couldn't help but look at it more and more, and couldn't take his eyes away. These tea pets were made of cinnabar, with an oily sheen on the surface. They looked different in shape. They were not ordinary golden toads, lotus pods with handles, or four different monkeys.
Wait, it’s a delicate villain.
The little tea pet is so lifelike that every detail, right down to the folds of clothes, is presented, making it a work of art.
"Sir, here comes the tea."
The old man served tea to the table, noticed Xiong Tili's gaze, and explained enthusiastically, "Our tea pet is found nowhere else."
With that said, he turned around and took a pot of hot water and poured it on the tea pet.
The next moment, screams sounded in the ears of Wang Fu and three others at the same time.
The screams disappeared in a flash, and the tea pet in front of the three of them had a strange reaction when the hot water was poured on it.
The little tea pet's expression showed pain, and he raised his hands above his head, as if trying to block the hot water.
Wang Fu and Xiong Tili looked at each other, this tea pet is weird!
It's not like they have never seen high-end tea pets. At best, they change color after being poured with boiling water, but they have never seen one that can transform.
This is not a little man made of purple clay. He is clearly made of flesh and blood.
"Guest, don't be stunned, drink tea!"
The steaming mountain spring water was poured into the bowl and collided with the tea leaves that had been ordered. It stirred up white steam and the aroma of tea burst out, impacting the three people's sense of smell.
Wang Fu drank several hundred kilograms of Dianling tea, and he had never experienced anything like this before.
Just by making tea, you can experience the ecstasy.
“Good tea.”
Wang Fu praised it heartily.
The old man nodded and bowed, "As long as the guests like it."
After saying that, he turned to the stove and spoke into the old woman's ear without monitoring them as they drank tea.
The fragrant tea leaves were right in front of them, but none of the three people moved, they all looked at the tea pet.
The delicate little man changed drastically at the moment when the boiling water was poured, but as the heat dissipated, he returned to calm.
"Junior Brother Wang, do you think their clothes look like Taoist robes?"
Xiongtali suddenly spoke.
When Wang Fu heard the words and looked around, he realized that although the little tea pet was flesh-colored, the outline of the clothes could vaguely make out the Taoist robes of the Thunder Fire Palace. This chapter has been completed!