Chapter Ninety-Two: The Dog and the Devil
It was quiet on Pansi Ridge at dusk.
A black mist suddenly rose on the ground next to the knocking rocks below the ridge.
The black mist filled the air, and he stopped for a moment in front of the rocks, and then drifted over the stones and drifted towards the forest.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the woods.
Fallen leaves fly, vines climb, thorns everywhere.
The black mist stopped, enveloped a large tree, and slowly rose until it turned into a thin cloud of black smoke on the canopy.
……
The old yellow dog was still asleep at the door.
The golden rooster scratches the dog's nose with its paws for a while, and kicks the dog's back for the next.
"Hey, Wangcai, how long are you going to sleep?"
"Hey, if you don't wake up again, the things in the temple will be stolen!"
"The door has been moved!"
The golden rooster reluctantly returned to the other side of the door and assumed a golden rooster independent pose.
"You're so good at sleeping, I'll take care of the door for you."
"Did you know that the little fox moved in?"
"Alas, after tonight, our boss will not be the same boss."
"How long do you guess the boss can hold out? I think he can come seven times. ”
"That bottle of secret medicine in the room is probably going to come in handy."
"Hey, Wangcai, are you listening?"
……
Suddenly there was a loud wind at the bottom of the mountain.
A lot of white mist rose in the valley, hiding the entire Pansi Ridge in a misty mist.
The golden rooster jumped up and shouted, "The circle has been activated!" I'll check it out! ”
As he spoke, he spread his wings and flew into the woods.
Only the old yellow dog sleeping was left at the gate.
……
The smoke drifted on top of the canopy and stayed for a while.
It fell from the tree, threw itself on the ground, and slowly disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the ground.
The wind in the woods stopped.
The white mist on the ridge also gradually faded, revealing the towering mountains and the ancient mountain gate of Huanghuaguan.
The squirrel squeaked a few times in the tree holding the pine cone.
The snake hidden in the vine poked its head out.
The toad jumped onto a high rock and croaked.
The golden rooster came running and asked, "What's the matter?" How did the circle activate the first-level response? ”
The toad said, "I don't know." ”
"Don't know?" The golden rooster kicked the toad over with one paw, "Are you a dead toad?" Level 1 response, you say you don't know! ”
He looked at the squirrel and the snake, and the squirrel and the snake shook their heads together.
"A bunch of rubbish! Keep an eye on me, and I'll go back and report to the boss. ”
……
The crooked branches of the old elm tree are like dancing dragons in the twilight.
The setting sun stretches its shadow very long.
A trace of mist rose from the ground, gradually condensing into a black mist, clinging to the trunk of the old elm tree.
The old yellow dog raised his eyelids, still snoring like thunder.
The black mist slowly squirmed, approaching the door.
The old yellow dog seemed to sense something, and stood up violently.
It grinned and bared its teeth, and a dog's face suddenly turned into a hideous iron face, and the green mane on its head and neck stood up like arrows.
The sarcoma on the forehead moved, as if something was about to emerge from it.
The dog's eyes were like two flashing blades, staring at the black mist not far away, and a low roar came out of his throat.
The wriggling black mist paused violently.
The old dog's body suddenly increased, five-colored markings appeared on his back, and he roared and pounced like a tiger.
"Pan Guan?!"
The black mist unexpectedly made a human voice, and then quickly rolled backwards, dodging a blow.
The old dog landed, on all fours, and before he could stop, he jumped up again and pounced on the black mist.
The black mist suddenly dispersed, floated up by the wind, and floated to the top of the tree, where it reunited and took shape.
The dog was in mid-air, his body twisted, and a pair of wings as thin as cicada wings suddenly stretched out on his back, flapping twice, and with the previous flutter, the speed was faster, and he pounced on the black mist in mid-air.
"Rough, what kind of dog is this?!"
Black Mist didn't expect the old dog to fly, and quickly retreated, but he still couldn't dodge and was caught by the sharp claws of the dog.
There was a hissing sound in the air, and a foul stench of burnt rotten flesh filled the air.
There are four distinct scratches in the black fog, through which the light of the setting sun can be seen.
The black mist rolled backwards, and the old dog flapped its wings and chased after it.
Seeing that it was about to catch up, the black mist sank down, fell to the ground, turned into a puddle, seeped into the earth, and disappeared.
The old dog landed where it had disappeared and clawed at the ground with its front paws.
Many tiny silky lightning-like traces spread through the dirt.
呲呲呲呲......
Some smoke rises from the dirt in the distance.
The old dog stared into the distance for a moment before slowly walking back.
When he arrived at the gate, he curled up and turned back into the old yellow dog, and fell asleep.
……
The golden pheasant flew out of the bushes, flew down to the gate, and kicked the old dog:
"Wangcai, did you find anything abnormal?"
The old dog lifted his eyelids, saw the chicken, rolled over, and fell asleep again.
Jinji shook his head: "Wangcai, you are too incompetent!" Remember, you're a watchdog. ”
After it finished speaking, it was going to report the news in Guanli.
Then the door creaked open.
Qi Hufei came out of the temple and asked, "Why did the magic circle activate?" ”
Jinji shook his head and said, "I don't know, everyone said that they didn't find anything abnormal." ”
Qi Hufei sensed that when the magic circle was activated, he was teaching Su Suisui alchemy.
He was very confident in the formation of Pansiling, and the master said that as long as he was not a celestial immortal, he would not want to break the formation easily. Below the earth immortals, if you don't understand the formation, don't think about going out if you break in.
The circle was activated and closed for only a moment, and Qi Feifei thought that some animal or pedestrian had broken into it by mistake, so he didn't care.
It wasn't until he heard a faint roar outside the door that he became alert and came out to take a look.
Qi Hufei asked Jinji: "Are there any tigers on our mountain?" ”
Jinji said: "No, since the white tiger died more than a hundred years ago, there has been no tiger on Pansi Ridge. ”
"Will the tiger in the mountain next to it run over?"
"Impossible." Jinji said with great certainty, "I know all the tigers in the mountains next to me, and we have a formation here to support them, so they don't dare to come." ”
"I think I heard the cry of some wild beast."
"Boss, could you have heard me wrong? It's Wangcai's snoring, right? He sometimes snores very loudly. ”
Qi Hufei pondered for a moment and said, "Forget it, it's okay." ”
Jinji said: "Wangcai looks like this...... Do you want me to find a brother to guard the door in his place? ”
Qi Hufei said: "No, you just keep your respective posts." ”
The golden rooster answered, and flew into the woods.
Qi Hufei stood at the gate of the view, looking towards the sky.
The sun has set, and only half a day of red glow remains.
……
The entrance of a row house on the outskirts of Honggu County.
A beautiful black and white little flower cat lies on the lawn basking in the sun.
Outside the fence in the distance, two dirty black cats climbed onto the wall, one of them glanced in the direction of the terraced house and left, and the other jumped onto the garbage bin in the corner of the wall, staring closely at the little cat on the lawn.
The little flower cat turned over contemptuously and continued to bask in the sun.
It wasn't until the sun went down that it got up lazily, jumped lightly on the windowsill, and jumped into the room.
In the room, a pregnant woman with a big belly was half-lying on the sofa.
The little cat obediently walked up to the pregnant woman's feet and curled up.
On the wall is an offering table with a lifelike black statue of the god.
If you look closely, the face of the idol has no facial features, and the reason why it is lifelike is because its surface is wrapped in a thick layer of black mist.
The black mist flowed, distorting the whole face, but it was as if it was alive.