Moving the Mountains, Du Xingyun! Another generation of Tiangou!

Qin Kun put away his frivolous expression. Du Xingyun was from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. He was born into a thief and moved to the northwest generation. It is said that this is the most capable master. Even Yulongshan, who was hired by the court, could not control him.

Du Xingyun wrapped his arms around his arms, crossed his chest, and kept looking at Qin Kun without taking action.

He spoke in a northern accent, and the pressure on his body was like an extremely fierce mountain king.

"I admire you."

"Sorry, I don't appreciate you."

"This is the Taoist technique of the Zhong family, and the eternal sound." Du Xingyun pointed at his head, "I have suffered a loss. These bells can make you have a great dream of spring and autumn, but this dream is infinitely close to reality and can even affect reality."

"Ha? From your tone, how come you are like modern people."

"Well, I'm not dead, or rather, I'm a zombie, and I often walk north of the Yellow River."

Qin Kun's face darkened: "This joke is not funny, and I don't believe it either."

Du Xingyun shrugged: "I am buried in Luliang Mountain. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask."

"Forget it, I'm not a corpse touch, I'm a burial."

Du Xingyun smiled and had an extra shovel in his hand. Qin Kun was on guard, but the shovel was thrown in the direction of the bell.

The shovel smashed the wall and flew straight away.

In the bell tower of Bailong Temple, the sound of the big bell collapsed, accompanied by a person's scream.

Qin Kun discovered that the Mirage Realm was shattering.

"you……"

Qin Kun unexpectedly met a ghost who helped him in the Mirage Realm for the first time?

Qin Kun's collar was suddenly picked up by Du Xingyun. The robber leader, who was only a few years older than Qin Kun, slapped Qin Kun in the face with a fierce slap.

"Fuck, do you want to fight?!"

Qin Kun was slapped in the face for no reason and punched Du Xingyun in the stomach as a reply. Du Xingyun was also in pain, but he didn't expect Qin Kun to be so strong!

He sucked in a cold air, but his eyes were fierce and unchanged: "Remember to me, my daughter is Du Qinghan!! If you lose to her in the future, I will go to your Linjiang and make you lose all your money! I will do what I say!!"

Qin Kun was pushed by Du Xingyun, and opened his eyes again, and he returned to the outside of the mirage world.

In Ge Zhan’s courtyard, the sun is still warm, and the courtyard has not changed at all.

Qin Kun blocked the dazzling sunshine above his head and felt a little unreal.

A little monk hurried in and said nervously: "Master, the bell has collapsed, the uncle who rings the bell is dead."

The old monk stared at the direction of the bell tower without expression.

"Kun..." Ge Zhan drooled and made a big thumb with difficulty, "Die well..."

Qin Kun withdrew his hand and let the sun shine on his face. He gave Ge Zhan a blank look: "What does Kun die well? Let's go, take you out of the restaurant tonight."

Qin Kun wiped Ge Zhan's saliva, found a wheelchair in the yard, removed the backrest, and pushed Ge Zhan away.

When he walked to the door, Qin Kun remembered something and turned around and said, "Monkey Bujie, we have settled the matter. But we haven't had a fight yet. I'll wait for you to take a step. Don't let me down!"

The old monk looked at Qin Kun's back as he left, pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing.
Chapter completed!