Chapter 55

Zhang Huanian's driving skills are like his own. How grumpy!

When she got off the bus, Gong Bogui, who passively experienced all kinds of extreme drift, could hardly adapt to the feeling of being down-to-earth.

"Fortunately, this car is called super running. I haven't enjoyed it yet. It just stopped working first!"

Zhang Huanian looked at the smoking front, waved his hand like a child, and the broken down car disappeared out of thin air.

"Sir," Gong Bogui asked after calming his breath, "should this be applied for normal wear and tear at work?"

"No." Zhang Huanian shook his head with regret and took the lead in walking to the valley not far away. "It's not the car in the office. How can he report the damage?"

"Sir's private car?"

Sure enough, you are the Deacon. You have enough money to drive a sports car as a tractor

Hearing the speech, Zhang Huanian glanced back at Gong Bogui, pointed to his one-piece clothes that had not changed for thousands of years and said:

"Sir, I'm so poor that I only have wine. Will there be this money burning thing? The car belongs to Jiang Yuanqing. I heard I brought you a spirit finder and specially asked someone to send it to me."

After a pause, he continued to ask casually:

"Just now, didn't you leave anything related to your identity in the car?"

"No."

"That's good." Zhang Huanian took a sip of wine with a smile. "Your boy can walk here with me. His physical fitness is good!"

"That car..."

"People like me who treat money like dirt will definitely not accept such extravagant help! I have already returned the car to his garage. Without our trace, it has nothing to do with us!"

That's okay?!

Gong Bogui was awed. After careful understanding, he quickly followed Zhang Huanian.

......

The misty Valley ahead is the destination of Zhang Huanian and Gong Bogui.

On the way to the valley, Zhang Huanian was not idle. He roughly introduced the man to Gong Bogui.

Qiu Yunfan, a reclusive master of refining utensils, is one of the top masters in mainland China.

"However, he hates fame and wealth most, and his temperament is a little perverse. Therefore, he went to the misty Valley alone and built a thatched house. He didn't ask anything about the outside world, but buried himself in refining tools."

Zhang Huanian then sighed and said, "maybe it is his mind that makes him the first person in the way of tools..."

"But if he doesn't like being disturbed by outsiders, will we annoy him if we rush over?" Gong Bogui asked.

"He himself said that as long as someone can break his spirit weapon array, he is qualified to enter the valley.

Don't worry, in this line, I must let you search for a good weapon from him. "

Gong Bogui nodded. Zhang Huanian's ability is still trustworthy. He should rest assured that there should be no problem.

Five hours later——

"Mr. Zhang, didn't you say to reassure me?" Gong Bogui looked at a fuzzy figure in front of him and felt a little pain in his skull.

He was only a few steps away from Zhang Huanian, and he couldn't see each other's face clearly. They both turned around the periphery of the valley for several hours, and didn't even see the shadow of a spirit array.

Obviously, they have lost their way now.

"Cough!" Zhang Huanian coughed unnaturally. "The compass doesn't work here, but Sir, I'm experienced. It's just a matter of time to find the spirit weapon array. Don't worry, don't worry!"

Gong Bogui nodded slightly hesitantly, and then asked, "Mr. Zhang, have you ever seen master Qiu?"

Zhang Huanian shook his head and said, "I've seen it several times, but there's no intersection."

"... did anyone ever get his spirit weapon after he came to this misty Valley?"

"There must be! But... It doesn't seem to be too much..."

Zhang Huanian frowned slightly, and as he struggled to distinguish the direction, he replied:

"In fact, Qiu Yunfan's setting up a spirit weapon array here is not entirely a bad thing.

His spirit tools are famous all over the world, but similarly, his spirit tools are known to be difficult to tame.

It is very common for spiritual tools to recognize the Lord and hurt life, especially his spiritual tools.

If someone can't even break into the spirit weapon array, don't feed blood to his spirit weapon for nothing.

Because of this, except that the way of stealing doesn't need spirit tools, few others dare to come and ask for spirit tools... "

Zhang Huanian suddenly closed his mouth and made a gesture of on-site defense. Gong Bogui, who had not been relaxed, immediately responded. A dark shadow flashed at hand, and there was an extra black steel rod.

His steps closely followed Zhang Huanian and walked carefully to the front without making a sound.

In the woodland around them, several white human bones scattered in the soil, adding a bit of darkness to the place.

"Someone died here... It seems that this is not a joke played by Qiu Yunfan and the younger generation..." Zhang Huanian whispered, and the black fog loomed around him.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with the thick fog in the valley, sir."

With that, Gong Bogui handed Zhang Huanian a human bone he picked up. "Good spirit tools are hard to find. It's normal for everyone to take a chance here, but all we saw along the way was bones, not even a body with skin and flesh.

Moreover, these people have some abnormal bones. "

"That's right," Zhang Huanian nodded. "These human bones have obvious signs of corrosion and bite, but they don't look like large beasts. Moreover, these human bones are too scattered."

According to common sense, even if people die, the bones are still intact. Even if the flesh and blood rot, the bones will not be so messy one by one as they are now.

"Gong Bogui, from now on, the distance between you and me should not exceed one meter. I'm afraid the danger here is not just thick fog..." Zhang Huanian looked serious, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the depths of the thick fog.

Zhang Huanian is not very serious.

Gong Bogui raised his head with some worry, and the light in the valley had become dimmer and dimmer.

God, it's getting dark.

——

The more they walked into the valley, the less bones they saw.

This does not make people feel at all relaxed.

The decrease of bones may be because fewer people have come here, but Gong Bogui and Zhang Huanian, who are relatively safe along the way, think it is more likely because the people who came here have no bones.

This is not a speculation out of thin air. The more serious broken bones eaten are a material evidence that can not be ignored.

At this time, the sun outside the valley has set. Gong Bogui took out the flashlight from the Taotie bag for lighting and played with it for a long time. However, all the five flashlight in the bag could not be used. Each of them tried to flash a few times and then went out strangely.

Before this departure, Gong Bogui had carefully checked his equipment. It was impossible that five flashlights had problems at the same time!

Zhang Huanian picked up a stone and waved. There were two more torches in his hand.

"Use this first," Zhang Huanian handed one of the torches to Gong Bogui. "It's difficult for me to steal such an ancient thing."