Qin Muran stared at the grass ahead, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and walked forward vigilantly. As long as there was a slight movement in the grass, he would throw the bottle in his hand.

At such a close distance, Qin Muran has such confidence that as long as he takes action, the other party will not be able to hide!

"I say it one last time, come out!"

Qin Muran said coldly, murderous aura filled the air all around, and headed towards the grass in front of him.

You know, this is a deep mountain and old forest. Who would come here at night? Even if you want to play in the field, you would not choose this place. What the hell is this? If you want to play in the field here, don't you worry about little Jiji freezing?

But when the murderous aura on Qin Muran's body created a field that crushed the grass ahead, there was no movement in the grass, which made Qin Muran very curious.

"Is there something wrong with my perception? It's impossible!"

Qin Muran immediately rejected his idea. He had always felt that his intuition was very accurate. This accurate intuition had saved his life countless times on the battlefield.

At that moment, Qin Muran also had such an intuition, so there must be an absolute danger hidden in that pile of grass, a danger that even Qin Muran's current strength would be a little afraid of!

He walked towards the pile of grass step by step, and all the muscles in his body were tense. There was almost no light in the cemetery at this time, and only the faint moonlight allowed him to barely see ahead.

But when he got close to the grass, there was still no movement.

"No! There must be someone!"

When Qin Muran unfolded his six senses, he could clearly feel the sound of a heart beating in the grass. Although it was very slight, it was real.

After confirming that there was indeed someone in the grass, Qin Muran bent down and groped in the dark for safety's sake, and took a detour from the other side. However, when he saw the situation in the grass, the glass bottle he was about to pull out of his hand

But he was stunned in mid-air.

"I'll go, what's going on?"

I saw a young man wearing Bagua Taoist robes, holding a gourd in his hand, leaning on the grass, and sleeping soundly.

The strong smell of alcohol, accompanied by the wind in the woods, was even stronger than the smell of alcohol on Qin Muran's body. Qin Muran couldn't help but grin, how much alcohol had this young Taoist priest drank?

Not drinking, but soaking in a wine vat.

If Qin Muran was able to remove all his guard because the young Taoist priest in front of him was drunk, then it would be really wrong. Seeing the young Taoist priest in front of him, Qin Muran not only did not relax his guard, but the look on his face

His expression became more solemn.

Not to mention other things, the gourd in the young Taoist priest's hand almost occupies half of his body due to his size, but he still doesn't feel strenuous. Moreover, the young Taoist priest can carry such a big gourd with him.

Regardless of whether it is filled with wine, it is estimated to weigh several dozen kilograms. If it were filled with wine, I would think that the young Taoist priest is not as ordinary as he seems on the surface.

Moreover, the gourd in the hands of the young Taoist priest is even more mysterious. It does not look like it grows naturally, especially the yellow-orange gourd skin, which reveals a gleam of light. Under the dim moonlight, Qin Muran can faintly see,

There is a green glow on the orange-yellow gourd skin, and some incomprehensible runes are imprinted on it. Just by looking at it, you can tell that it is not an ordinary product!

"Hey, fellow Taoist, wake up!"

Qin Muran remembered that the old Taoist priest said that when meeting Taoist priests, everyone should collectively address them as fellow Taoists. This is the rule of the Taoist sect. Qin Muran is also considered a half-disciple of the Taoist sect, so he must abide by these rules.

Qin Muran shouted softly, but the young Taoist priest did not respond at all. He was still in a deep sleep after drunkenness. It was already late autumn and winter was about to come, so he slept here wearing this thin clothes.

, are you not afraid of catching a cold?

But when Qin Muran shouted, the young Taoist priest in the grass didn't respond at all. Instead, he rolled over to the other side and continued to sleep.

When Qin Muran saw this action, his face showed embarrassment. After hesitating for a moment, he continued to walk forward and gently tapped the young Taoist priest on the shoulder.

But before his hand touched the young Taoist priest's shoulder, the young Taoist priest who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes revealed, and his whole aura instantly became extremely fierce.

The next moment, he made the most instinctive reaction. The big wine gourd in his arms roared toward Qin Muran, intending to hit Qin Muran's hand.

"Bang!"

Qin Muran reacted quickly, feeling the roar of the wine gourd, and subconsciously slapped the wine gourd with his palm. At the same time, he quickly retreated with the help of this momentum.

At the same time, the young Taoist priest who was still asleep just now also stood up from the grass with a carp kick. His eyes were not as drunk as before, his face was full of vigilance, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Muran, as if

Like a ferocious beast staring at its prey.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me?"

The young Taoist priest stared at Qin Muran and told him directly that the man in front of him, who looked about the same age as himself, was also a powerful person. If he had been hit by the blow he just received, he would have been knocked away long ago.

After going out, he was able to be fine, which made the young Taoist very afraid.

The young Taoist priest is afraid of Qin Muran, but Qin Muran is not afraid of the young Taoist priest. In that hasty palm just now, Qin Muran used his dark energy, and coupled with the practice of "Yuanlong Jue", his physical strength

It is getting stronger and stronger. Even the boulder should have been smashed by the palm just now, but there is nothing wrong with the wine gourd in the hands of the young Taoist priest. There is not even a crack. This makes Qin Muran even more curious.

Sure enough, the wine gourd in the hands of the young Taoist priest is no ordinary thing, and his strength must be that of a master of ancient martial arts!

"I didn't attack you. I came to pay homage to my brother. I found you sleeping here and wanted to wake you up!" Qin Muran dispersed the strong murderous aura on his body and pointed to Mo Wenqiang's grave not far away.

road.

"Worship?"

The young Taoist priest was obviously a little surprised. He looked in the direction Qin Muran pointed and suddenly saw Mo Wenqiang's grave and the wine bottle Qin Muran drank in front of the grave. The vigilance in his eyes dissipated.

a bit.

"Yes! Why are you sleeping here?" Qin Muran asked curiously.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! His grandma, drinking is causing trouble. Unexpectedly, I drank too much again. Seeing that it was quite quiet here, I just lay down. Unexpectedly, I slept next to the tomb. It is really bad luck! No, Master Dao

No matter what, you should recite "The Sutra of Savior" for a while to get rid of these bad luck on your body!"
Chapter completed!