It has been a month since I came to Gui Town.

Qin Kun and his group lived at the house of the official, and they were the one who married their daughter.

Feng Qiang used a charcoal pen to draw the letters on the wall. The ghost of the official saw that his white wall was drawn with five or six twisted and crooked sides. His heart was twitching in pain, and he did not dare to scold him.

Almost all the ghosts in this town have no smell of eating people. Except for the first time that a few ghosts who violated the taboo were dealt with, Qin Kun and others got along well with them this month. The ghost lady was also grateful to Qin Kun and others because she was spared by Qin Kun.

One month later, more than half a month, in the past two months, ten regular characters were drawn on the wall and three more strokes were added.

In the past fifty days, the people around the Ghost Town had eaten all the food, and several people tried to leave, but they turned around in circles. No matter how far they walked, they would go back to the town. Moreover, Qin Kun found that his Sky Eye Technique was disturbed in this Ghost Town, as if the space was twisted...

"Qin Kun...what to do? It's been fifty-three days. After the rabbit nest was hollowed out, the wild fruits and vegetables near the town were almost gnawed. If we can't get out, we have to gnaw the bark..."

The food has become less and Feng Qiang's eyes are straightened. What he wants to do most now is to eat a bowl of fried noodles with sauce, add more spicy food, and then two cloves of garlic.

Every time Feng Qiang thinks of fried noodles, his stomach will roar.

The food in Guizhen can fill your stomach, but it is not nutritious enough and the spirit is deceived for a long time, and adverse reactions will naturally occur. Feng Qiang doesn’t like to eat wild vegetables, so he has been eating and drinking at the official’s house some time ago, and the result is a fainting.

After fainting that time, Feng Qiang once thought he was about to die. After waking up, he never dared to eat ghost food again. He is still scared until now.

But now even the wild vegetables are almost eaten up. This is a serious matter of ammunition and food exhaustion, and Feng Qiang is becoming more and more irritable.

Outside the room, Master Gu and Manager Wen walked in.

"Mr. Qin, I have eaten all the wild vegetables and taken out all the trees and bird nests. That's all the meal today."

A pile of seemingly edible leaves, accompanied by a few unknown bird eggs, is the food for Qin Kun and his men a day.

Everyone had a sad face, and everyone knew that this was waiting to die.

"Don't worry, some food is good." Qin Kun comforted the people, and Manager Wen shook his head and sighed, took out two flints from the bag and prepared to make rice.

After Manager Wen went out, Master Gu whispered: "Master Qin, is there really nothing I can do about it..."

“Not yet.”

After hearing this, Gu Master shook his head and walked out.

In the past few days, several people have made countless speculations about how to leave here.

These speculations are summarized in the end, and the general meaning is: being trapped here is 80% related to ghosts. Can you kill all the ghosts in the town before you can get out?

Master Gu, Manager Wen, and Feng Qiang all think so.

Qin Kun could see clearly what the three of them meant. These guys were probably crazy and wanted to instigate themselves to slaughter the town. Qin Kun sneered at this.

No matter how powerful these little ghosts are, they are still wandering souls. The strength of wild ghosts has also experienced the Mirage Realm. This place is definitely not an ordinary ghost to hit the wall. It is probably related to geomagnetics, and it may be a naturally formed array.

In the past two months, Qin Kun has been making up for the formation and wanted to see if there would be any way to get out. The formation script includes all formations. The more complex the formation, the more props you need. Qin Kun found three ways to break the formation, which was all because of insufficient props, and thus failed.

The sadness of several people also brought a sense of urgency to Qin Kun. In terms of irritability, Qin Kun was the most annoying. He was trapped in such a ghost place and could not find a way out. No one would be in a good mood.

Qin Kun really would rather meet a big ghost and fight, than be at a loss.

However, Qin Kun knew that he could not be confused. Impatient and anxious were the most useless emotions. Over the years of hardship, he has made him discover this truth more and more.

People can be angry and have low bottom line. There is no need for impatience and anxiety. Qin Kun believes that the system will not give him a dead end. He just wants to find out where the glimmer of life is.

After breakfast, Qin Kun went out for a walk.

Feng Qiang and Qin Kun are together.

Feng Qiang is very impressed by Qin Kun now. He is almost starving to death. He still has the leisure to take a walk. How big is he?

Feng Qiang discovered that Qin Kun had been visiting houses like a thief these days, without saying anything when he entered the house, staring at every corner of the Guimin family, which scared the group of Guimin people so much that they didn't dare to come out.

Feng Qiang didn't know what Qin Kun was doing, but Feng Qiang also started chatting with the ghosts in his boredom.

"Yeah, Lao Li, have you eaten?"

"Aniu, I look so good?"

"Heidan, have you found a wife? Not yet? Then what are you hanging out?"

Feng Qiang walked in the ghost town, and the butcher ghost's butcher's butcher's knife was hung on his waist. The expressions of these ghosts made him very satisfied. The ghost people were not stupid, and they knew that this was a killer, so they would never dare to neglect them.

"Da Mao, go, dig wild vegetables." Feng Qiang patted an honest ghost.

The ghost's neck shrank and said with a wry smile: "Master Feng, stop joking. If you have something important today, I won't accompany you to dig wild vegetables."

Seeing Feng Qiang catching the strong man, the ghost's feet quickly slipped away.

Important things?

Hey, just avoid me and make excuses.

My dignified young master Feng, don’t even like ghosts?

Feng Qiang patted his butt, touched a fruit from Damao's house and held it in his mouth, and met Qin Kun.

"Qin Kun, have you finished reading it? According to the division of labor, we will go find lunch for lunch."

After a long afternoon shopping, Feng Qiang did not forget the food. He said now that he could not be a starving ghost. If he really had no food, he had already made plans to commit suicide.

After Qin Kun looked at this family, Guimin was frightened: "Master Qin... Is my family inappropriate? Is it because of Feng Shui that has gotten your eyes off? Please give me some advice..."

The ghost people laughed and cried, staring at Qin Kun carefully.

Qin Kun reacted and said helplessly: "Your son is annoying, let's kill him."

The ghost people knelt on the ground like lightning strikes: "Master Qin, no!"

"Then what are you talking about? Get out of here!"

The ghost people shivered and went to the side, and Qin Kun walked out of the door.

Sure enough, I was still helpless.

In the forest next to the ghost town, Qin Kun was silent, as if he was thinking all the way, and was also observing the surroundings carefully. Feng Qiang whispered: "Qin Kun, stop being idle, we really have nothing to eat."

Qin Kun came to his senses and looked at Feng Qiang who was scraping the bark, feeling a little sad: "Yes... I'm afraid I can't last for three days."

Three days...

Feng Qiang expressed contempt for Qin Kun's optimism. However, at this time, it is better not to continue the sad topic.

"By the way, Qin Kun, what do you want to eat the most now?"

These days, a bird faded out of Qin Kun's mouth. When he heard Feng Qiang's question, Qin Kun replied casually: "Dumplings with big meat and celery."

At Qi Xiuyuan's house in Yanjing, Qin Kun ate the last dumplings. After coming to Luliang, he ate the braised noodles. Thinking about it, the dumplings were still what he liked... By the way, I have been trapped in the Zhongyuan Festival until now, and I don't know how many days have passed...

Um?!

etc!

Something suddenly flashed through Qin Kun's mind.

"Shi Gu is in the middle of the seventh month, and there are three festivals to worship ancestors!"

"Yes, Shi Gu's seventh month is half past, and there are three festivals for worshiping ancestors! Why did I forget it!!!"

Feng Qiang saw Qin Kun smirking as if he was possessed by evil spirits again, and reached out to shake his hand in front of him.

"Qin Kun? Qin Kun! Don't stand and don't talk... As long as we can go out, my brother will take you to eat dumplings! Hello, is it okay?"

Qin Kun suddenly looked up and looked at the gray sky.

"Old Feng, how many days have we been here?"

Well……

Feng Qiang swallowed: "I remember drawing ten regular characters and another stroke, fifty-three days."

Fifty-three days!!!

Qin Kun pinched his fingers, and the more he calculated his face, the more he looked happy. After pinching, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"You can go out!"

Oh my god...

Feng Qiang opened his mouth slightly. What was going on? Qin Kun’s current expression was not at all different from the charlatan!

Feng Qiang saw Qin Kun walking quickly into the town and trotted and said, "Don't joke, Qin Kun, are you stupid? I will share my meal with you!"

Qin Kun rubbed his neck and looked relaxed. He turned around with confidence.

"Not stupid."
Chapter completed!