Huimian gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, not allowing himself to be called.

But the feeling of weakness from his limbs made it a luxury for him to even move his body, let alone fight back.

...

The flower demon whipped a few times, probably because she was more confident in the efficacy of her pollen, and she felt that the monk in front of her no longer had the strength to resist.

Buzzing...

The petals of the flower demon, after shaking again, stretched out a sharp tube from the stamen, she bent down and aimed the flower at Huimian, and the tube in the stamen quickly stabbed at Huimian's neck.

At this critical juncture, Hui Mian's body suddenly emitted a blue-green light, in the light and shadow, there were some plant leaves flying, and a faint medicinal fragrance followed, elegant and fragrant, refreshing people's hearts.

Huimian's cloudy eyes regained clarity in this instant, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his bright eyes.

"If you want my life, you give me death..."

Hui Mian suddenly waved the kitchen knife in his hand, and the knife flashed, directly cutting off the tube sticking out of the flower demon's stamen.

Buzz...

The flower demon couldn't stop trembling, the blooming petals closed instantly, and from the gap between the petals, a blood-like scarlet liquid flowed out, the taste was a little pungent, not like the taste of blood.

The flower demon fought back angrily, and several rattans swept towards Hui Mian with a fierce wind.

But this time, Hui Mian was already on guard, he was carrying a woodcutter, flashing left and right, approaching the flower demon's body, and waved the woodcutter in his hand with all his might, constantly attacking the flower demon's more fragile petals.

After three or five strokes, the flower demon flower was chopped and lost its 'head', the flower demon was powerless to return to the sky, her 'dead body' fell weakly, the broken petals flew in the air, and the ground was full of the flower demon's severed limbs and residual flowers.

...

Hui Mian was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath in his mouth, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

"Now that I think about it, I'm really glad just now, I was poisoned by the flower demon, and I couldn't use any strength in my body, it was a certain death, but fortunately I learned to detoxify and expelled the toxins in my body in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Huimian has only learned three skills so far, crossing the river with a reed, protecting the body with a reed, and detoxifying!

Just now, he was already desperate, if the flower demon hadn't fallen, then he would have died.

"It's too reckless, it's too reckless, you must not be so impulsive in the future, in case of a mistake, your life will be gone!" Hui patted his chest and talked to himself with palpitations.

...

"Master... You didn't.. You okay? ”

The old man didn't know when he came behind Hui Mian, only to see him holding a small branch in his hand, and carefully poked Hui Mian, who was half kneeling on the ground.

"I can't die yet!" Hui Mian turned his head and glanced at the other party, not angry.

As soon as he saw this old man, he was angry and didn't fight anywhere!

I originally came to save him out of kindness, but I didn't expect to be cheated by him in the end, and I almost gave a blood to the flower demon.

The old man laughed embarrassedly when he heard this, he was also frightened just now, so he kept hiding aside and didn't dare to show his head, this is not when he saw the flower demon being killed, he dared to come out.

Huimian complained a few words, seeing that the old man had been compensating, his posture was very low, and he even had to kneel down and kowtow to Huimian to repay him for saving his life.

The other party's age is not too young, and when Huimian saw this scene, no matter how angry he was, he was gone.

Hui Mian got up and straightened his clothes, and used the Dharma body protector several times in a row to treat his injuries, but the treatment of the Dharma body protector was limited, and it could only help him stop the bleeding.

Moreover, after using the same skill several times in a row, Hui Mian found that the meridians in his body began to swell, and the pain was extremely high, and he was in danger of wanting to explode, so he was so scared that he didn't dare to continue using it.

After doing this, Hui Mian's attention shifted to the old man.

"You are so old, how can you run around alone in the mountains, not afraid of being attacked by wild beasts!"

"Ahh

"Don't mention it, I'm not going to go to the Huasheng Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, who knew that I got lost in the mountains, and I met the goblin again, if I didn't meet the master, the little old man's life would be gone!"

The old man said, tears streaming down his face.

Subsequently, the old man briefly recounted his own affairs, and his words seemed simple, but in Huimian's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, which shocked him on the spot!

Because this old man is none other than the old grandson of Jianye City.

Anyone who has played Fantasy Journey to the West knows that when players first enter the game, when they are almost level 5, they will receive the first system main quest [Merchant's Ghost] in this game.

And the old grandson is the publisher of this task!

In fact, Lao Sun Tou did not simply come to Huasheng Temple to burn incense, his main purpose was to come to Huasheng Temple for help!

...

...

In a meditation room in the Huasheng Temple, Hui Mian, Lao Sun Tou, and Kongdu Zen Master sat down in turn.

Lao Sun Tou sorted out his language and said: "During this time, the East Bay has been haunted, and those fishermen who went out to sea to fish have lost their lives nine times out of ten, during this time, more than a dozen have died in our village alone, and now everyone is panicking, and no one dares to go out to sea to fish!" ”

"But people like us who rely on the sea to eat rely on fishing to make a living, if we don't go to sea for a long time, the old and young in the village will be cut off!"

The old grandson poured out his sorrow to everyone with tears in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Kongdu clasped his hands together and uttered a Buddha name.

"Master Sun, haven't you thought of any other way?"

"Why didn't you think about it!" The old grandson's face was bitter.

"For this matter, we invited seven or eight waves of Taoist monks to come to catch ghosts and subdue demons, but these people are all people who deceive the world and steal their reputations, and the ghosts did not see them caught, but let themselves lose their lives."

"Hey... In the end, everyone really had no choice, so they came all the way to the Huasheng Temple for help, everyone said that the Huasheng Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, with a profound heritage, blessed by the Buddha, and the mages in the temple are all high-ranking monks, who will definitely help us solve the evil ghosts in the East Bay! ”

After Old Man Sun finished speaking, he looked at Zen Master Kongdu expectantly, this is his last hope, if Zen Master Kongdu doesn't care about his stubble, then he and his fellow villagers will really have no way to live.

And the Zen master Kongdu, he listened to the narration of the old grandson, and didn't say anything else, just closed his eyes, chanted Amitabha Buddha on the side, plus a sentence of goodness, and his ears were almost calloused.

Just when he was drowsy, his head was suddenly knocked on by something, and the pain was incomparable, and the drowsiness disappeared all at once.

"Damn, who..."

Hui Mian originally wanted to say who dared to beat Lao Tzu, but as soon as he was halfway through his words, he saw Zen Master Kongdu looking at him with a gloomy face, and he was so frightened that he swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

"Division... Master, you... Why are you looking at your disciple like this, it's weird... Excuse me! Hui Mian shrunk his neck, not daring to look at the empty eyes.