A city south of Longhu Mountain, an underground warehouse.

It was raining lightly outside, and inside two men wearing mourning hats were gathering together, eating hot pot in full swing.

Squatting on the outside is a young man with red hair and earrings, who looks like a street kid.

Sitting opposite him was a lean, middle-aged man with dark skin and slovenly clothes. He smelled of fish and seemed to be a vendor who had been hanging out in the vegetable market all year round.

Both of them wear white strips of cloth on their heads, which seems to be Dai Xiao, but their smiling expressions are very inconsistent with the white on their heads.

The red-haired street kid poured the remaining dishes into the hot pot, and took off the white cloth wrapped around his head with a smile: "Hey, I spent hundreds of dollars to have this hairstyle, and it won't be ruined by this cloth.

Look."

The capable man opposite pointed to the white cloth on his head, and said with a sigh: "The boss personally ordered us to wear mourning for that old man Tian for seven days. Now he has only worn it for two days, how dare you take it off and risk your life?

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"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't take it off." Hong Mao covered the crumpled white cloth back on his head with an impudent look on his face, "The leader doesn't know what's going on, everyone has been killed, why should he wear it in a pretentious manner?

Filial piety, isn’t this a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken? If Longhushan knows about it, he might be so angry that even the old man in the field underground might be angry to death.”

The capable man sighed and said: "Don't you understand this? The leader has been undercover in Longhu Mountain for three years. He has learned a lot of skills from Longhu Mountain and has some feelings for Longhu Mountain."

"What a shitty feeling, if so many people were killed and injured in Longhu Mountain, if they survived, one of them would spit in your face." Hongmao picked up the bowl and said regretfully, "We Quanxing became famous in one battle. From the Longhu Mountain incident to now,

In two days, who in the alien world has not been shocked by us? It's a pity that I couldn't go to Longhu Mountain together, otherwise I would be able to make a name for myself now."

The capable man sneered: "Just you? Look at how many people died on Longhu Mountain? The gang was taken by Mr.

You’re called cruel, why don’t you wet your pants when you go?”

"I know how to pee my pants?" Hong Mao said disdainfully, "I deserve to die. No one is flexible. Look at that He Laoba who went shopping for a while, finally escaped down the mountain, and then bragged to others about having spent two days with the Celestial Master.

He even got the nickname Shadowless Hand, and now he is famous. If I were to go to the foot of the mountain for a walk, I would definitely be better than him now!"

"You, please calm down." The capable man held the white cloth on his head, "In this situation, the boss asked us to stay hidden and not show our heads. Then we will stay here quietly, in case we are stimulated again.

Longhu Mountain, when the time comes and people come and wipe us out, who can we talk to for explanation?"

Hong Mao snorted: "I have no plans to do anything. Even the leader has given up. I don't know where to hide now. I don't understand this. If I want to die, I should go to Longhu Mountain to fight. Now I die."

That’s really more than that.”

The capable man smiled and said: "You are a very cunning guy. Otherwise, you would have committed so many things and you would not be alive now. But there is one thing that makes people worry, you..."

A sudden knock on the door interrupted the capable man's words.

The two of them instantly became alert, looked at the warehouse door at the same time, then looked at each other and stood up in tacit understanding.

The ajar door was pushed open, and a woman with a gentle smile on her face walked in.

"Dou Mei!"

The yellow-haired man and the lean man were relieved when they saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.

Dou Mei glanced at the two people who looked like enemies in the warehouse, and said gently: "Am I disturbing you?"

The lean man's tight muscles relaxed: "You disappeared for two days. The leader specifically asked us to pay attention to your whereabouts. I didn't expect you to come by yourself."

Dou Mei smiled and said: "This is one of our closest strongholds to Longhu Mountain, so I will naturally come here."

"Want to eat together?" The red-haired man sat down and straightened the crooked white cloth on his head. "The boss asked us all to pay tribute to the dead old man Tian. Didn't you receive the notice?"

Dou Mei closed the door behind her back and said in surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

"The leader said as soon as he got off the mountain, everyone must wear mourning, otherwise they will be killed!" Hong Mao said with a smile, "But we have extra white cloth here, I will give you one later."

"Thank you." Dou Mei approached the two of them.

The capable man suddenly asked: "Why didn't you see Xia He and Shen Chong? Aren't you guys acting together?"

"They are still recovering from their injuries. My injuries are the least serious, so I came out to do some activities." Dou Mei explained with a smile, and took out a smelly wooden flag from behind, "I have a surprise for you today."

"Surprise?"

The red-haired and lean man who picked up the bowl and chopsticks looked at Dou Mei inexplicably.

The capable man placed his eyes on the wooden flag and said with some confusion: "This seems to be the flag of the mourner? How come it is in your hand?"

"Because..." Dou Mei's Qi flowed into the wooden flag.

A cold wind emerged out of thin air, and the temperature in the warehouse dropped rapidly.

The dark ghost appeared from the flag, its eyes wandering blankly above the wooden flag.

For a long time, the Yin spirit was still wandering blankly.

"Is this a surprise?" Hongmao swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, "I'm blind and didn't see the surprise? Lao Liao, did you see it?"

The capable middle-aged man frowned and said: "Is this that guy's witchcraft? No, only that guy can perform witchcraft. Why do you... can you use that flag to summon Yin spirits? Isn't this guy's ancestor?"
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Dou Mei said a little feebly: "As I said a long time ago, how can it be so simple to transform mature witchcraft? This thing summoned has no attack power at all."

"There is still something to gain. At least using this flag as a medium, you can directly summon Yin spirits when I am not present."

The warehouse door was pushed open again.

The faces of Huang Mao and the capable middle-aged man changed drastically, but before they could do anything, the window behind them had been broken open.

A figure arrived in an instant, and placed a hand on someone's head.

"Shen Chong..." The two of them only saw a pair of dark eyes when they fell, and then lost consciousness.

Lu Zhen, who approached the warehouse, looked at the wooden flag in Dou Mei's hand: "This thing can indeed be used as a hiding place for Yin spirits. The stronger the Yin spirit I seal in, the stronger it will be when I release it. Even if No matter how far you are from me, you can still lend me some strength to defend yourself against the enemy."

Dou Mei complained: "I'm worried that if I suddenly release such a useless idiot during the battle, I will become the laughing stock of others."
Chapter completed!