The white old monster punched out, only to find out that something was wrong, the master under the umbrella was actually a dummy stuffed with cashmere in sheepskin and disguised as a human form!

The old white monster was frightened, feeling that something was wrong, and under the left and right probes, he jumped into the way he came.

There was a soft sound, and when he walked into the muddy ground of the woods, a thin puff of smoke appeared, and in the rainy night, dark red and blue, shocking, it seemed to contain highly poisonous.

The white old monster is a great expert in poisoning, and at a glance, you can see that the mist is a little strange, and it is definitely a highly poisonous thing that can be touched and killed.

The white old monster twisted in the air and suddenly jumped to the left, where the trees were sparse and it seemed that it couldn't hide people, so it should be safer.

As a result, before he could land on his feet, there seemed to be only a few weeds on the ground, and with a "buzz", a pale blue mist shrouded a radius of seven or eight feet.

The weeds and trees were stained with the pale blue mist, and in the blink of an eye they withered, hissing and emitting white smoke, and they were about to burn.

The white old monster was shocked at this time, and deeply regretted that he shouldn't underestimate the enemy, and let a thug lead him here like a dog.

But it was too late to regret it, the white old monster let out a strange scream, kicked his feet in the air seven or eight times in a row, and his body was thrown in the air like a rope, and he landed in a clearing seven or eight steps away, which was able to avoid the light blue light mist.

Unexpectedly, the ground that the white monster stepped on suddenly emptied, and it turned out to be a common trap for hunters.

At this time, his strength was just exhausted, and the follow-up power had not yet been born, so he didn't have time to react at all, and he fell straight down with a pop.

The white old monster is fully operating the cultivation technique and refining technique to prevent attacks such as hidden arrow traps.

The trap is not deep, about a foot or so, and as soon as the white monster's two feet hit the ground, he found that it was full of thin mud underneath, mixed with wool and other sundries, so that he couldn't pull it out for a while.

Since his debut, Bai Lao Wei has fought hundreds of battles large and small, all of which are hard-fought battles, although he has also been in trouble several times, but with his strange exercises and a few vicious secret weapons, he can always turn defeat into victory at the last moment and kill the enemy under his fist.

But this time is different, the other party is obviously very weak, and even a bunch of scoundrels and gangsters have tried their best to cure him to lose his temper.

The tiger swallows the sky, and there is nowhere to exert his strength, this is the only feeling of the white old monster.

The design of the trap is very simple, but the calculation is accurate, not only the strength of his body is clearly calculated, but even his mind is calculated, and after thinking deeply, he can't help but be unconvinced.

"Thief mother! Dog mongrel! The white old monster couldn't exert his strength in the mud with his feet, and he had an amazing ability, but he couldn't use half a point, so angry that he screamed, roared again and again, and struck with both fists, and the earth and rocks around the trap collapsed in three or two blows.

The earth and rocks fell into the trap, and finally mixed the mud slightly dry, no longer soft and slippery.

The white old monster pulled out the mud with both feet, stepped on the dry earth and stones, suddenly felt confident, shouted violently, and threw a punch to protect the top of his head, and wanted to rush out.

At this moment, I heard a metal collision coming from the top of my head, but it was a cover made of metal rods the thickness of an arm, and the trap exit was tightly closed.

The white monster's fists slammed into the lid, and a long buzzing sound erupted, and the momentum was amazing.

The lid was good, but the white monster's fist became bloody, and the pain made him withdraw his hand violently.

This moment may seem like a long time, but in fact, it is all a fleeting moment.

The white monster was about to take a deep breath and want to bombard the side of the trap, but he felt that the whole trap began to sway.

Several thick hemp ropes were tied to the trap and they were hung up.

Only then did he see clearly that the so-called trap was nothing more than digging a deep pit and putting a big cage inside!

At the same time, seven or eight mutton fat torches were lit at the same time, crackling and bursting with sparks in the rain.

The old white monster stared at a pair of strange eyes, watching the trap suddenly turn into a solid cage, and himself, like an anxious white-haired monkey, was furious, and his beard and hair were all open, which seemed a little funny.

The white monster finally saw clearly, the metal used in the entire cage was a swarthy thing, and he seemed to have never seen it.

However, his tenacity is obvious, even an inch thick bronze shield can't withstand the strength of his fists, and it will definitely fall apart. However, this swarthy metal strip was able to easily block his full force, and even injured his fist.

"Haha, this old bastard is quite tricky, and he almost killed Lao Tzu with one punch." Under the light of the torches, a young but scarred face suddenly appeared.

The man's hair was unkempt and covered in mud, and he was worse than a wild dog.

However, at this moment, the white old monster is in the cage and Amu is outside.

Hulala, a few more people came over with torches, looking at the white old monster and grinning, as cheap as he wanted, and hated this big white-haired monkey like thunder.

"Dog thief, what kind of hero can I be considered a hero if I am a conspiracy and trickery!" The white old monster scolded.

"Ah Tu, this old miscellaneous mouth is quite hard, do you want to wait for tomorrow to carry it to the city, so that everyone can see the white-haired monkey? Take a look at a knife coin to ensure that business is booming. ”

Several people burst into laughter, and actually squatted down and looked at the white old monster trapped in the cage with great interest.

Under the fury of the white old monster, his breath soared, and his right hand swung a punch, bombarding the black metal bar, making a deafening loud sound. At the same time, his left hand in his sleeve had already found a handful of golden needles, and shot them all out with the technique of Rainstorm Pear Blossom, shooting at those little gangsters.

The strange thing is that that golden needle encountered a strange force in the air, spreading out up and down, left and right, and none of them hit those people.

"Cultivation master!" The old white monster was shocked, and was about to take out other magic tools, but he saw a person and an umbrella, slowly appearing, and a face that seemed to be smiling looked quite young.

"Who are you? How dare you plot against me! As soon as the white old monster's divine sense was swept away, he found that this person's body was full of spiritual energy, and his strength was by no means below his own, and he was suddenly a little cowardly, but his mouth was unforgiving, but it sounded a little lustful.

"Hehe, a white-haired old monkey, we caught him and grinned with his teeth, Master, do you want to knock out one of his old teeth?" Amu asked with a grin.

The young man was naturally Guo Yang, he looked at the white old monster hanging in the cage with a smile, shook his head and sighed slightly.

"You old monkey, you can't even fight a few gangsters, it's really a shame." Guo Yang joked with a smile, and with a casual wave of his hand, he tore the clothes, skins and other things on the white old monster's body into pieces in the air, flew out upside down, and landed in the mud in the distance.

A young man with unkempt hair walked over quickly, picked up a small leather bag on the ground, and handed it to Guo Yang.

Guo Yang took it and opened it to see that there were seven or eight hidden weapons such as golden needles, dark darts, small flying knives, and flying forks, all of which were fed with highly poisonous things.

"This old monkey seems to like Yin people the most, it's really not a good thing!" Amu said with a grin.

"Learn a little, if you meet someone more powerful than you in the future, you must kill him. However, you can't learn from his pride and irritability, which are traits only for brutes. Guo Yang said casually, put away the package of hidden weapons, as if teaching his disciples how to yin people on the spot.

"Phew, it's your apprentices who are like a pack of mad dogs, they will use conspiracy!" The white monster stared at his eyes, as if he was about to breathe fire.

"Hehe, you can't say it too badly, after all, people use their brains, not their nails and teeth to fight." Guo Yangfeng said lightly.

"Okay, what do you want to do when you caught me?" Old Monster Bai suddenly calmed down, with his many years of experience in the rivers and lakes, these people did not immediately kill the killer, they should have asked for something.

"Don't do anything, I just heard that your white-haired monkey has some skills, so I let a few useless apprentices practice their hands." Guo Yang said with a smile.

"You...... Darn! The white old monster was furious, but he had no choice but to open his eyes angrily.

"Ah Jiu, is this white-haired old monkey useful?" Guo Yang turned his face and asked Ah Jiu.

Ah Jiu poked out his unkempt black head, looked at the white old monster, looked up and down, and slowly shook his head.

"I said you stinky boys, can you stop a little, in the middle of the night, you don't go to sleep well in such a big wind and rain, what are you doing teasing a useless white-haired monkey?" Guo Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned around and left.

"Master, we just want to play with him for fun, and since it's useless, we'll kill him." Ah Jiu said depressedly.

"Well, just find a place to bury it, this old monkey is also a man, don't make him too uncomfortable." In the distance, Guo Yang's voice came, and the white old monster felt a chill when he heard it.

Like a dog walk, teasing and luring him out of the city, and then designing to catch him, just for fun? It's a bunch of crazy people! Listening to their conversations, it seems that they often kill people like this, and they don't treat him, the fourth white man, as a thing at all!

"Dog mongrel! You beasts! "The old white monster is out, he can't escape from this big cage anyway, so he simply thinks about scolding to see if he can wait for the opportunity to pull two more pads.

"Hang this cage back into the mud pit, the rain will not stop for a while and a half, and you guys are making a few small ditches to lead all the dirty water into the pit." Ah Jiu seemed to be a little reluctant.

As soon as someone let go, the big cage fell back into the trap.

At this time, two or three feet of mud had gathered in the pit, and the cage fell to the ground, and the white old monster's two white hairy legs fell into the mud.

A few others dug several ditches on the hillside, and when the rain fell, they flowed down the ditches into the trap pits. The men were so bad that they kept pouring mud with sticks and other things, and let it flow into the pit with the water.

In a moment, the white old monster was flooded near his chest by the mud.

The gangsters, squatting on the edge of the pit like dogs, grinning at the white old monster struggling desperately, a horse monkey face covered with mud, extremely embarrassed.

"You dog mongrels! Beasts are not as good as garbage! Stinky shit! The white old monster held his breath and said the dirty words he had heard in his life a few times, but it attracted bursts of laughter from those little gangsters.

The white old monster has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, where has he received such an insult, he has long been angry. Helpless, the person is in the cage, and there is mud slowly flooding up, seeing that it is about to overflow the mouth and nose, the white old monster can only open two strange eyes, and try to turn the mouth and nose upwards, and it will be a long time to dodge.

"Brother Ajiu, why did you say that we have been so defeated recently, and all we caught are useless waste." Amu suddenly shook his head and sighed.

"There's no way, that Yan Guozi Ji Ke is a shrunken turtle, hiding and not flashing, we can't find him. But it doesn't matter, let's go back and catch more people who have a relationship with him, there will always be someone who knows something. Ah Jiu sighed and said a little tiredly.

"Brother Ah Jiu, while the master is away, let me secretly chop off the limbs of this old thing, put it in an urn, and serve it with good wine and meat every day, and I will see how long people who are pickled with salt can live." Amu scratched his unkempt black head and said with a grin.

"No, Master has explained, don't let us abuse those wastes anymore. Wait, muddy water in your mouth and nose is actually pretty good. Ah Jiu laughed.

"Brother Ajiu, please, last time, that cultivator was pickled by me with salt, and he lived for nearly three months, and then the ghost cried wolf and died, so that I didn't have anything happy for many days." Amu hugged Ajiu's arm awkwardly, shaking vigorously and begging.

At this time, the mud had already overflowed the mouth and nose of the white old monster, and he held his breath, relying on the rapid circulation of the cultivation aura in his body and struggling to support it, which was really miserable.

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Bai Lao Wei scolded angrily in his heart, these little beasts actually took pleasure in torturing people, and they didn't check for a while, and fell into the hands of these scumbags, which can be regarded as pouring blood mold for eight lifetimes!

In particular, the little thug who brought him here would chop off the hands and feet of the cultivator, marinate them in an urn with salt, and then slowly watch the man struggle for three months before dying......

The white old monster suddenly felt that he was really a little lucky to let this mud suffocate himself. If it falls into the hands of that perverted little thug, I don't know how many sins I will suffer!

"It's not that my brother won't agree to you, it's that your methods are too cruel, and the master has repeatedly taught you, and it has also caused the brothers to stop drinking for three months." Ah Jiu said with a sad face.

"Brother Ajiu, please, just this once. I like this old white-haired monkey so much, you can give it to me! Amu pleaded bitterly.

The white old monster who was flooded with mud scolded in his heart, and wanted to roar angrily, but his mouth and nose were sealed by the mud, and he could only stare at Amu viciously with two strange eyes.

He was really scared, once he fell into the hands of that person, it was really worse than death.

The white old monster was holding his breath hard, but in his heart, he actually hoped that Ah Jiu would not agree, so he slowly drowned himself.

"Okay, okay, this is the last time." Ah Jiu was entangled by Ah Mu, so he had to shake his head and sigh and agree.

"Dog offal, if you have the ability, you can kill grandpa now!" When the white old monster heard that Ah Jiu agreed, his heart was broken, and he roared angrily in his heart, and he actually began to swallow the rotten mud hard, and he really wanted to choke himself to death a few times.

It's a pity that he suddenly took a mouthful of mud, and the big cage was quickly hoisted.

The old white monster choked and coughed loudly, his body curled up like a shrimp, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.