Unexpectedly, these wild beasts seemed to have become spirits. They did not bother with them at all and would retreat as soon as they saw the fire.
This fighting and retreating strategy can be described as extremely cunning. After all, it is impossible for Zhou Chuan to really step on the accelerator and crash into the herd of beasts.
You know, there are many large animals there. If you really drive your car into them, it will be like being stuck in a quagmire, with no way out.
“Erha!”
Zhou Chuan called out softly, and the next moment a warhorse wearing mottled armor appeared out of thin air, following the car at the same speed. Seeing that the driver's window was open, it tried to stick its head over.
"Hey, I'm driving, don't come over here!"
Zhou Chuan quickly gave the Heroic Soul Warhorse a bang on the head, signaling it to charge into the herd as quickly as possible.
However, he would not let the other party "die". After all, so much time had passed, and even though the other party was not a card he had made personally, they had established a deep friendship.
Therefore, he matched the other party with a suitable partner.
"Third Master!"
At Zhou Chuan's command, the Bull Head, which was originally standing on the wheel trough and holding the two strange heads tightly like chickens and making them collide with each other, stopped its actions instantly.
He just stood up with a big stride, and his originally huge body gradually became smaller in the air, but when he landed on the back of the Heroic Soul Warhorse, the poor Husky still instinctively let out a neigh.
"Charge!"
As Zhou Chuan gave the order, Master Niu San rushed towards the herd of beasts waving a steel fork, like a dancing whirlwind, and the beasts retreated wherever he passed.
He didn't care about the scattered wild beasts, his target from beginning to end was that "狈"!
Catch the leader first.
“Ouch!”
Bei shouted hurriedly, and the gray wolf, which was originally trembling with fear, seemed to be injected with some kind of power and retreated quickly in one direction. As they left, the beasts gathered again without fear of life and death, and continued to try to block Master Niu San's way.
Master Niu San only used one arm to exert force, and his muscles surged like a mad dragon, throwing the Xinting Hou Knife out.
The blade drew a perfect arc in the air, instantly lifting up a blood-stained silk that was more than ten meters long, and then fell back into the hands of Master Niu Sanye.
In the last second there was a surging tide of beasts, and in the next second their bodies were separated and all fell to the ground.
Only the wolf with a cunning look in his eyes was left, gathering the rest of the beasts and slowly retreating. Unexpectedly, at this moment, another figure fell from the sky, and it was the wolf who had suddenly grown in size.
I saw him pulling out a locust tree from somewhere, and swung it vigorously, and the trunk of the tree was surging with dark golden waves.
The monsters wanted to escape, but they felt their bodies were extremely heavy. They could only let the tree trunk hit them, and eventually they turned into pools of flesh and blood.
“Buzz boom!”
At this moment, Zhou Chuan stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, following the Third Master Jiaye who was leading the way in front, and drove on this long bloody road.
I don’t know how long I walked like this, but a familiar outline finally appeared at the foot of the mountain.
Ancient, mottled, deep and dilapidated, this is the Ghost Gate Inn!
“We’ve finally arrived.”
Zhou Chuan braked hard, leaving a deep rut in the mud.
The car door opened with a clang. He got out of the driver's seat and walked to the back of the car. He opened the rear trunk of the pickup truck and dragged out Zhu Yanbei, who had a pale face and dizzy eyes.
"Chains? Senior brother has this hobby."
"vomit."
What answered Zhou Chuan was bursts of dry retching sounds. Zhu Yanbei was obviously exhausted by the bumpy ride, and his face now showed a look of despair.
"Junior, let me drive next time," he said.
"I understand." Zhou Chuan replied.
"But speaking of it, what secret does this inn have that makes all those monsters and wild ghosts afraid to come here?" Zhu Yanbei said with some confusion.
Zhou Chuanyuan looked at the countless dark green eyes that were peering in from the endless darkness in all directions, and said softly, "That old guy has lived in this area for who knows how many years, he must have some tricks up his sleeve."
"In this case, we should be careful. Although he has been hit by my dog officer skill card and can't do anything, it is not ruled out that there are some tricks in this inn that we don't know about. If you want to get his inheritance, you still have to be cautious. But..."
He paused and said, "Your most urgent task is to create that card as soon as possible and advance to the Golden Heart Power naturally. Otherwise, I'm afraid our next journey will not be so easy."
"I see."
As Zhou Chuan spoke, he kicked open the door of the Ghost Gate Inn.
Following the route in memory, I came to the room where I once lived.
The room was dark, with only a dim lamp hanging on the wall emitting a little light.
"Huh..."
Zhou Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed and let out a long breath. He saw five terrifying figures of different heights, weights and bodies squeeze into the narrow room one after another.
If it had happened before, he would have released these people at the same time and started a battle that would have lasted for several hours, and he would probably have died suddenly on the spot.
But today, he just felt excited and at ease.
“It’s time to break through.”
Zhou Chuan said softly as he arranged the materials in a certain order. Then he relaxed his mind and his consciousness drifted into the sea of heart.
"Horse-faced ghost, giant warrior, bloody spear, red iron armor, ghost hook..."
Zhou Chuan stretched out his hand and waved. Blue and purple material cards were arranged in the air, and then turned into a stream of light, covering the card drawing pen.
So he picked up his brush and wrote the two words "Horse Face" in the air, and then began to add rationality to it:
"Horse-faced Rakshasa, also known as Horse-headed Rakshasa, is an old partner of Ox-headed Rakshasa and is the Yin Marshal of the Underworld."
"It is recorded in the scriptures that the spirit of the deceased saw a large iron city, fire snakes, fire dogs, tigers, wolves, lions, jailers with bull heads, and Rakshasa with horse heads, holding spears and incense sticks, driving them through the city gates and heading towards the Avici Hell..."
Zhou Chuan wrote with great enthusiasm and splashed ink.
This was the smoothest experience in his card-making career. The records about the Horse-Faced Monster in the "Lingyan Sutra", "Ten Kings Sutra" and some strange books, which he had only glanced at in his previous life, all appeared before his eyes one by one.
It's so clear as if I had just finished reading it yesterday and memorized it on purpose.
This feeling of the power of heaven and earth is as if God is standing behind him.
"about there."
After adding the rationality, Zhou Chuan began to depict the image of the horse face.
He had his own reference materials for the description of the horse head, human body, and spear in hand. Although he had not made a draft in advance, the image seemed to be engraved in his brain.
He just picked up the pen and started drawing, as if the horse mask should look like this, without much thought, just like tracing an embroidery pattern, it was so smooth.
In this way, in a short while, the image of the horse face was completed and many details were added.
Zhou Chuan picked up his pen and added the finishing touch without thinking.
In an instant, my heart was surging and the clouds were heavy.
The world has changed, the sea has undergone tremendous changes.
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