Chapter 25 `Ghost`

After fighting with Barker for most of the day, Jiulong didn't get anything good. He only felt that Barker was an eternal stubborn stone. No matter how Jiulong made a move, whether it was the unfavorable true spirit, or the invincible knife and fist, all of this was useless to Barker.

Kowloon no longer dares to fight. If it goes on like this, he must die. Suddenly, Kowloon moved, and the Mustang walk under his feet suddenly stepped out. With a little thrust of the tip of the waves, Kowloon ran like lightning. In the vast sea, he ran aimlessly and crazily.

But Bakr's speed is faster, and he doesn't have any subtle moves. At this time, Bakr is completely different from Bakr who just appeared. He didn't even use any energy. He ran on the huge waves like that. Jiulong stepped on the wave with the help of the strong thrust of water, but Bakr was like walking on the ground. He walked There is not even a splash in the waves.

In this way, Jiulong ran in front of him with real anger, and Bakr followed slowly. No matter how fast Jiulong ran, Bakr followed steadily.

Kowloon is sweating profusely. He has never been so helpless. Every time he consumes a trace of true energy, he loses a trace of it, but Buck seems to be as slow as nothing else. Jiulong affirmed a little. This Barker is intentional. He is playing monkey, but he wants to see how strong Jiulong's endurance is!

"Shameless Barker!" Jiulong cursed fiercely, but he did not dare to relax at all, because he was a man of strategy. Perhaps Buck did this just to want Jiulong to retreat from the difficulties and be captured!

Time passed slowly, and the high sun slowly slid down the sky. Gradually, the sunset reflected the clouds in the sky, red and beautiful. Where the sky and water meet, a round. The big red sun reflected a bright light. Jiulong's mouth was bitter. His stomach was a little hungry, his mouth was a little thirsty, and his true qi was almost consumed. His helplessness gradually grew stronger. Fortunately, the sea was calm at this time. Otherwise, Jiulong really didn't want to leave a step.

"What should I do..." Jiulong shouted helplessly...

Did you die like this? Think about how you used to dominate the battlefield, be invincible, once gathered glory, and once had hot love. Although there are still many regrets in this life, there are also things that some people can't get by working hard.

Brush!

Kowloon automatically slowed down, because he really couldn't run, but what made Jiulong even more angry was that Bucker also lowered his speed. Jiulong slowly turned around and saw Bucker seem to be smiling, and the small figure ran calmly on the sea, like a flat ground.

"Damn it!" Jiulong cursed again, and he simply stopped, drumming his true spirit, and strolling in the sea.

But what is even more annoying is that Bakr also walked shamelessly on the sea, the vast sea. Jiulong raised his helpless eyes and looked at the red sun in the sky, inch by inch, falling from the sea level. When nightfall, a trace of coolness slowly rose.

Brush!

Kowloon stopped. He didn't want to leave, because stopping is death. If he doesn't stop, he will also die. In any case, he will face death. At this moment, he just wants to see Mesome and the illusory Helen. The two of them slowly coincided. Jiulong opened his thirsty lips and gently He whispered, "Mesomea, Brother Jiulong is sorry for you... and Helen... What kind of mysterious person are you?"

Kowloon meditated cross-legged, drifting with the waves, sitting on the calm North Sea, doing solemnly like a Buddha, waiting for death!

"Ga! Ga! Ga! Ga!" The unpleasant scream came again, "Finally, I won't run away. How capable do I think you are?"

Barker walked slowly and approached Jiulong step by step. As he walked, he mocked the helpless Jiulong. However, at this time, Jiulong was surprisingly calm. He did not cry about his painful experience loudly. He had experienced too many things, and the helplessness in life was often like this. Some things No matter how hard you work, no matter how hard you work, in the end, it is not yours, it is still not yours, even your own life.

"Ga! Ga! Ga!" Barker smiled, "Kid, get angry, roar, roar, maybe I'll give you a way to live!"

Jiulong didn't say anything and didn't want to. He still do it so solemnly. In the face of death, Jiulong had never been so frank. Suddenly, he felt that his soul had been sublimated. A sentence of Buddha's previous life slowly rippled in his heart. "Everything is done, such as dream bubbles, like dew and electricity, should be done. Watch!"

Kowloon sighed a long sigh, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and muttered, "Color is empty, empty is color, and all four are empty!"

"Ga! Ga! Ga! Ga!" Barker's sharp roar came again, and he said slowly, "Kid, what are you muttering? In the face of death, what I want to see most is a crazy roar and useless roar, not your crying, salty and indifferent death!"

"Buckle, let me tell you a word?" Jiulong said calmly.

"Tell me a word, Ga! Ga! Ga! Shout, I promise you'll finish everything, ga! Ga! Ga!" There was another scream under the black robe.

"No delusion, one heart is Buddha, delusion, one heart is hell!" A faint voice came out of Jiulong's mouth, and his expression was as calm as a mirror. No matter where death came, he remained motionless and calm as a mountain.

"Ga! Ga! Boy, stop talking nonsense. Look at your situation. Your life and death are in my hands. If I want you to die, I will let you die. If I want you to live, you can live!" Barker actually sat next to Jiulong like an old friend, with two green eyes staring at Jiulong with his eyes closed. Although he was barking, he looked at it as if he was pleasing.

"Barker, I have never asked anyone in my life. When I die, please give me a moment!" Kowloon said calmly.

"Gaga, please!" Buckle under the black robe grinned and looked at Jiulong strangely. Suddenly, he asked with great interest, "Say your request. If it's reasonable, I'll think about it!"

"Good!" Jiulong still closed his eyes and said slowly, "Bakker, after I die, set up a tombstone for me with my real name on it!"

"Confirmed name?" Barker was slightly surprised, "Say, I'm serious about doing things for the dead!"

"The Tomb of Qin Yun!"

"Ga! Ga! Ga!" Barker grinned and asked, "Is there anything else to explain!"

"No, let's do it!"

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Brush!

Suddenly, Barker slowly stretched out his dry fingers and gently lifted his black cloak. After brushing, the black cloak flew together and rotated in the air, and a green light sprinkled down. Suddenly, the green light seemed to be spiritual and slowly changed. A green pavilion slowly formed, which combined him with him Jiulong is completely covered in.

The whole pavilion is green, shining with dreamy brilliance, standing quietly on the calm sea, integrated with the dark night sky, regardless of each other.

"Ga! Ga! Ga!" Barker suddenly laughed wildly, and his sharp voice rippled in the pavilion. "Listen, I, Barker, have changed my attention now. I don't want you to die, but I want you to live. Open your eyes. I like to trade with smart people!"

Kowloon waited for a long time and didn't wait for death, so he slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was not the surging sea. Jiulong looked around in shock. As far as he could see, this was an empty house, and he couldn't see Bucker's figure, but he could feel Buck's voice coming from him. Sent from the side.

"Barker..." Jiulong shouted in shock.

"Ga! Ga! Boy, can't you see anything!" Suddenly, Bakr waved his sleeve, and a green flame suddenly appeared on the top of the pavilion.

With the help of the dark light, Jiulong saw Barker's appearance clearly. He was still wearing a black robe, but his cloak was missing. It was a pure skull. The skull glowed with green light, and two wisps of green flames flashed in his eyes. The only difference was that there was a short one on his head. The horns and short corners emit emerald green light, which hurts people's eyes.

Brush!

Suddenly, Bucker waved his big sleeves again and saw his black robe suddenly fly away from his body. An incredible scene appeared. The black robe suddenly changed into a series of things, tables, stools, cabinets, flowers and plants, all kinds of things.

"Barker..." Jiulong opened his mouth and swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Looking at the incredible scene, he had an inexplicable idea in his heart. Did he meet a ghost?

"Mr. Qin Yun, please sit down!" Barker twisted the green skeleton and made a gesture to sit down!

This invitation posture stunned Jiulong. Such a move used to be so familiar, that is, the etiquette that gave birth to himself and raised his own earth. There are familiar mothers and fathers...

Jiulong sat gently on the stool. Bakr picked up the teapot, picked up the teacup, poured tea for Jiulong, and then handed it over. Kowloon was a little at a loss, but he still caught it.

"Isn't it strange..." The flame in the skull Barker's eyes flashed slightly, his mouth slapped slightly, and he said, "Mr. Qin Yun, in fact... Isn't this the life you want?"

"Buckle, are you a 'ghost'!" Jiulong felt that his brain was broken, and he was at a loss to ask such an ignorant question.

"Ghost!" The flame in Barker's eyes lit up, "Ga! Ga! Ga! Isn't there such a thing in your brain? Can't that advanced technology prove everything?