I stayed in Shangchen Village for two days and two nights.

The encounter with soldiers at the ancestral hall stage was just a small episode. Apart from Dou Lin, few people were concerned about that incident, and most of them were savoring the scenery of Niwan Mountain.

It was a very strange hill. When Qin Kun took them up for the first time, he saw a few people hugging each other and a chessboard that could stand many people. When they went there by themselves last night, the chessboard was as big as a basketball court. The pine canopy was towering and so spectacular that people dared not look directly at it.

Just like a primeval forest, only by being in it can you feel the insignificance of human beings and the hugeness of nature.

Unfortunately, they did not see the immortals playing chess that other tourists saw, which was a bit regretful.

At night, at the foot of Niwan Mountain, Yan Junjian was burned and a carriage came.

Qin Kun thought he had burned the wrong paper.

Looking at this disagreeable means of transportation in surprise, why is it different from what I encountered in the past?

"Rolling the dragon skeleton, driving the road, thousands of poisons and resentment drives! The Yin-Yang Road, the evil willow planted, and the ghost towers are buried back and forth! Liu Er, the groom of the Qiancheng Kingdom, has met Master Qin!"

The driver Liu Er had half of his body cut from the base of his neck to the ribs by a knife, and his smile was so grim and weird. Qin Kun saw the other party scratching the wound, and his flesh was already swirling. He narrowed his eyes and slowly rose up with his two fingers.

"You're... scaring my friend?"

The coachman froze his smile, staring at the cold flames on Qin Kun's fingertips, and sweat oozed from the forehead.

"I've been negligent! But my little strength is low and I have to drive a car at night. I can't hide my death. Master Qin forgives me!"

The coachman was sweating coldly, and Qin Kun threw a stack of underworld coins over.

"Although I don't know the magic of the country's ghosts, I have heard of the resentment and driving. Take the money and restrain myself. If you meet someone with a bad temper today, you will die clearly."

After Qin Kun said that, he was the first to enter the car.

Liu Er wiped his sweat gratefully, absorbing the ghost money while covering up his cunning appearance.

The outside of the carriage looked not big, but there was a different world inside. Everyone was not crowded after coming up. Qin Kun observed for a moment and found that there was a formation.

‘Haomi Formation’?

Can this kind of formation be used in the carriage? It's interesting.

Qin Kun saw that the carriage was engraved with talismans, and he actually used the talisman formation technique. The person who arranged this talisman formation was probably a good master of formation.

The second time I took the hearse, Dou Lin lost his previous nervousness and felt that there was no bump in the carriage, which was even quieter than the first time I had a chartered car.

After two days and two nights of field trip, Yuan Xinghan seemed to have gradually become inspired. He was drafting in the car and the drawing paper was on the top of Niwan Mountain. Prince Mi was impressed by the side.

"The teacher is worthy of being a teacher!"

After returning some time ago, Prince Mi became Yuan Xinghan's student. It was obvious that Yuan Xinghan was preparing to train Prince Mi as a disciple of the family. At this moment, when Prince Mi praised him, Yuan Xinghan glanced at him.

"Oh? What is the pioneer?"

"The interpretation of the times is the pioneer!"

"The understanding angle is quite unique." Yuan Xinghan nodded, and then said, "But you should have seen it. This is a realistic painting. As for how it is interpreted and evaluated, it is all the opinions of outsiders. You are from painting, so it is not difficult to understand what I mean, right?"

Prince Mi nodded.

Just draw your own paintings, don’t worry about that much.

The meaning of a painting is given by others, and the soul in the painting is given by oneself. This is the clear distinction between the primary and the secondary!

Masters of all generations have pursued to focus on completing a good work. As for whether this work will be recognized by the world and whether it will bring fame, status and wealth to themselves, that is not the emotion that should be felt when painting.

Yuan Xinghan's paintings are ordinary realistic, but after simple coloring, the soul in the painting comes out.

He believed that Niwan Mountain should be blue-green tones, he believed that the chessboard should be highlighted with bronze, he believed that the dark night should have light, and he believed that fallen leaves can reflect a person's face, which is the soul he gave to the whole painting. As for whether this work will surpass his previous works, it doesn't matter.

Who can define the good or bad in a state of concentration?

Tu Xuanxuan is also writing a ghost story, and Yuan Xinghan's first draft also inspired her a lot. The two are creating, while Hoqi is full of his mind renovating his own psychological clinic.

He wanted to change the clinic into huge furniture and decorations. People's heart problems are often painful because of expectations, and they cannot think about it. If their minds are not smooth, they will have all kinds of strange emotions that invade their thoughts. If the patient feels insignificant here, they will feel that those troubles... are insignificant.

Wu Senran listened to Hodge chattering about his reconstruction plan. As Hodge's neighbor, Wu Senran felt that he could also change the private kitchen yard, at least the amount of food could be increased, and some "giant set meal" would be launched.

Well... I have to let the chef study the super iron plate big pot rice and cosmic big roasted wheat. Diners must feel their insignificance in order to be respectful of delicious food.

Wu Senran's brain circuit was obviously offside, but no one knew.

At this moment, Li Ke leaned against the window and looked at Tu Xuanxuan's words, reminding her that she could add monsters and strange stories. After all, such a magnificent scene is rare, but someone should live there, such as a fairy, Tu Xuanxuan stopped writing and recorded Li Ke's suggestions.

But after all these suggestions were recorded, Tu Xuanxuan found that this was not a ghost story at all...somewhat is inappropriate.

Everyone in the car was busy. In addition to them, there were three men with a blank expression. Qin Kun sat next to the three of them, thinking about the cause and effect line.

He doesn't need to consider the meaning of existence now, but he has to understand life.

Since the causal line has become a part of life, he has to learn to use this kind of thing.

The ghost spear "Xuanwu" appeared from the palm of his hand. Qin Kun now felt that this guy who could devour the "Hui Wan" must have a lot to do with the cause and effect line, and it may even be the understanding of the "Cause and effect line" left by Gongsun Feiji!

‘Cause and effect silk wraps around Taiping rain… and softens the fingers and makes steel…’

When the Three Immortal Sea Kingdom went to sea, this was the incision of Gongsun Fei's spear. Qin Kun looked at the ghost spear. How should this thing be wrapped around the rain and how to turn steel...

The few of them were busy, while the three people next to Qin Kun's eyes gradually became terrified.

The reason was nothing else, and terrible yang energy slowly emanated from Qin Kun.

Yang energy is like fire, and people will get warmth when they are cold and roast the fire.

But if the fire is too strong, it is not a good thing.

After a few cups of tea, a bloody male ghost behind him couldn't help but speak: "This master..."

Qin Kun turned his head and said, "Hmm? Is there anything wrong?"

The male ghost was sweating profusely: "The small one may be almost boiling..."

Qin Kun was interrupted and was very dissatisfied: "Hold on."

"Master Dao... I'll take over the magical powers... I just came out to visit the door, and I haven't harmed anyone..."

Qin Kun glanced at the other party’s causal line, which had very dirty branches, but overall it was quite clean.

He was thinking about the important moment and was a little unhappy after being interrupted, but Wu Senran, who was sitting opposite him, said righteously: "Qin Kun! Let him go, I'll treat you to a week's meal."

Hodge was stunned and whispered: "What are you doing with Director Qin?"

Hodge felt that Wu Senran was a little too wide.

Wu Senran coughed dryly and said, "To be honest, it was the first time I saw a ghost full of red light. I felt a little uncomfortable when I saw him... "

Everyone found that the guy closest to Qin Kun had a passing smile, his face was blushing, and his head began to smoke. He smiled in a daze.

How pitiful this is... Who has ever seen a ghost be roasted like this...

Qin Kun was dissatisfied and was dissatisfied when he found that Wu Senran was very serious about handing over a free weekly coupon of "Huaixia Private Kitchen", he restrained his yang energy.

The ghost kowtowed to Wu Senran gratefully, and Wu Senran waved his hand: "Get up, if you didn't look like my uncle, I wouldn't have helped you."

Hodge reminded: "Die relatives should not recognize each other. What if he makes excuses to pretend and pester you?"

Wu Senran was furious: "He dares, and my uncle is not dead yet!"

The car stopped twice, and two more groups of people were on and off, and finally stopped an hour later.

"Master Qin, the place has arrived!"

The coachman was reporting, and Qin Kun threw a stack of underworld coins. The coachman wondered: "Master Qin... I just received it..."

"I drew the runes in the car as soon as I saw them, this is a cause and effect account."

...

It was less than 1 o'clock in the morning.

Everyone found out that it was a small river when they got off the car.

There is no village in front and no shop behind.

There were a few phantoms floating in the river, and the bold ones would look at everyone greedily, but few of them were on the shore.

Qin Kun looked at the mountain opposite, his eyes pondering.

The second stop is Tushan.

Not only Tushan here, but also Tianyan found that the river in front of him seemed to hide the entrance to the ghost town?!

Qin Kun tried the water, and it was ordinary river water, so he threw away the water stains.

Tu Xuanxuan thought this was something strange, so she asked, "Director Qin, what are you doing?"

Qin Kun said to her: "Maybe I can't live in Yang's house tonight."

Can't live in...Yang House?

Dou Lin shivered: "You can't live in the grave. I'm not afraid... it's hurting my body..."

Sleeping in the wild, sometimes when sleeping in the tent, the cold air will enter the body, and the back will be sore the next day, let alone the grave, Qin Kun will naturally not take them to that kind of place, and he has no evil taste.

But Qin Kun walked by the river for about ten minutes and tried the water again.

This time, Qin Kun shook his head in disappointment, so he closed his eyes.
To be continued...