"where are you going?"

Qin Qiang looked at Lin Cheng with a serious expression.

"When I go to a small village, there is a ghost at work, and there is a lot of blood at the same time."

"For some reason, I suddenly felt a bad thing about to happen.

I let them all stay at home before you come back. Do you have to go out?"

"Um!"

Lin Cheng nodded.

There is a lot of blood, why not go out?

You must go out even if you are in danger, and you cannot waste this opportunity.

Besides, he is already so powerful, what danger can he be?

However, he still knows Qin Qiang's abilities.

Fortune teller, his sixth sense is very accurate.

Since he feels dangerous, something bad may really happen recently.

But Lin Cheng felt that it would not happen to him. Now there are not many people who can kill him.

At least so far, the opponent he encountered was either dead or became his subordinate.

Besides, there is a large army of zombies here, so you don’t have to worry about danger.

"You bring Bolan with you."

At this moment, Qin Qiang looked at Lin Cheng with a serious face.

"What? Take me there? I don't have any skills, and I haven't learned ancient martial arts. It's a burden to take me with you if you are in danger."

Bolan immediately spoke.

I have heard from Lin Cheng that there is a ghost in that village, so how dare he go?

Although I was scared by the ghost general recently, it was because I knew that the ghost general would not kill him.

Those evil ghosts outside will not be as polite as ghost generals, and will directly kill him.

"Why do you take Bolan?"

Lin Cheng was also a little puzzled. As Bo Lan said, it would be a burden to take him with him if he was in danger.

"I can't calculate your life, it's covered up, but Bolan can do it.

If you take Bolan, I can figure out if you will encounter danger, how to resolve the danger, etc.

Lin Cheng was slightly stunned and then gave Qin Qiang a thumbs up.

I have to say that I can think of such a method.

If Bo Lan follows, what happens to Bo Lan will be indirectly equivalent to Lin Cheng's.

After all, the two of them are together, so they are the same for each other.

"Okay, Bo Lan and go to the village with me later."

Lin Cheng nodded and said.

"Bo Lan, take a piece of paper and pen and just write a word on it." Qin Qiang said to Bo Lan.

"You have to count according to the words?" Lin Cheng frowned slightly.

It is the most difficult to tell fortunes by reading characters.

Even Lin Cheng himself doesn't know how to do it, after all, he is not proficient in fortune telling.

Not being proficient does not mean not understanding. It is absolutely impossible to tell fortunes by reading the characters. Fortune tellers are not in the realm of a sixth-grade mage.

It also consumes mana very much, and it also requires fortune-telling techniques.

Otherwise, even if the realm is reached, the fortune-telling technique cannot be done, and the calculations are not accurate.

Soon, Bolan took out a piece of paper and pen, thought about it, and he wrote the word "live" on it.

There is danger this time, and he wants to live.

"No need to forget it, don't go."

Seeing the words written by Bolan, Qin Qiang immediately looked at Lin Cheng seriously.

"No, it's really that serious? Even I will have something to do?"

Lin Cheng found it a little incredible.

He is already in the middle stage of the Black Slaughter, with great demons, evil gods, evil spirits, and strange things, and he is not afraid of spells and talisman paper.

He even knows magic, and his strength is already amazing. Can he still encounter danger?

What is so powerful?

"Well, movable type means you will die this time."

"It doesn't count, I'll write again, I'll write the words dead." Bolan immediately stopped doing it when he heard it, and was very depressed at the same time. Why do you have to write movable characters with so many words?

Isn’t it okay to write blue words? Unfortunately, it’s too late to regret it now.

"You think this is a joke? You still write it again. Things are destined and cannot be changed by any word you write.

I asked you to write a word, just to figure out what will happen later, not because this word puts you in danger."

Qin Qiang looked at Bolan with a serious face.

It was the first time Lin Cheng has seen him so serious after knowing this guy for so long.

It seems that I can't go this time.

But he was very curious about what could put him in danger?

But thinking of the large amount of blood, he was a little unwilling to accept it, "Is there a solution?"

Qin Qiang didn't say anything, hesitated for a long time, and looked at Lin Cheng deeply: "It is difficult to tell the truth of the truth from the false, and the mountains and rivers have their own gods."

"What's the matter? I've started writing poetry. Is there any way to solve it?"

Bolan looked at Qin Qiang with a depressed face.

"Hasn't he said it, let's go and see what this ghost thing is."

"Have you said it?"

Bo Lan was very confused. When did he say it? It was just a poem.

"It may also be that it is not the danger that that thing brings to you. In short, be careful and remember what I said just now.

Also, I don't recommend you to go."

"It's okay." Lin Cheng smiled, then walked out of the villa with his lunatic and Bo Lan.

"Boss, he really told me the solution just now? Isn't it just a poem, it's so genius."

"Shut up if you don't understand. The secret of heaven should not be revealed. If Qin Qiang says it directly, it will be dangerous and will be punished by heaven.

It is difficult to distinguish right from wrong with a thousand mouths. There are gods in the mountains and rivers. He told us that it is best not to talk when we go to the village, and run to the mountains when we encounter danger. Do you understand now?"

"I understand, don't say it. Qin Qiang is so powerful and his literary talent is good, hehe."

Bolan grinned and said.

"Shut up your stinky mouth, and then be careful with your mouth and don't talk nonsense.

Our goal is to find the blood. As for that thing, it can be eliminated. If it cannot be eliminated, there is nothing we can do."

"Don't worry, my mouth is as sturdy as anal!"

"hehe……"

Lin Cheng sneered. If he hadn't agreed to take Bolan, so that Qin Qiang would have calculated that he wouldn't take this guy with him.

If you forget it and don’t bring the BBQ, the calculation will be inaccurate. If you lack BBQ, things will change.

And in the villa.

Qin Qiang frowned, gritted his teeth, walked out of the villa, and walked towards Lin Cheng's army of zombies.

"I hope I will do this in vain." Qin Qiang thought to himself.

He also understood the reason why Lin Cheng insisted on going. After all, there was a lot of blood, and blood was particularly precious to zombies.

If it were him, he would go even if he knew there was danger. After all, wealth and honor were in danger.

Where can we get wealth without taking risks? Throughout history, countless great people have gone against the current, who have not gone against the current from danger?

Even the supreme great men of China have experienced many crises, hardships, etc. when they create new China.

After Lin Cheng left, he followed the guidance of his mental illness and soon arrived at the suburbs south of Yanjing.

Then walk on a winding and rugged mud path.

The Niba Road is at the foot of the mountain, with mountains on both sides. The path cannot see the end and continues to the depths of the mountain.

"There are mountain villages in Yanjing?" Lin Cheng frowned slightly, couldn't help but look at the lunatic carefully, and couldn't help but become alert.

According to the development level of Yanjing, there are absolutely no mountain villages, not to mention mountain villages, and there are no rural areas.

Now they are all urban villages, and the countryside used to have moved to the edge of the city.

Either a neuropath has a wrong path or a neuropath has problems.

: Chapter 5 is here, continue tomorrow, thank you brothers for your support, thank you very much

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