Chapter Twenty-Eight: The God of the Mountain

Zhang Yi looked at the peach trees that collided with the dense layers of 360 degrees without dead ends, and there was nowhere to hide. At this time, the branches and leaves of the peach tree king on Zhang Yi's back shook without wind, and the branches emitted a slight yellow light.

The peach forests that crashed towards Zhang Yi stopped moving for a moment, and stopped there quietly.

good！ Well done, Brother Peach! (^_−)☆

Zhang Yi lowered his head, looked at the apricot sapling in his hand, and suddenly exerted force with his arms, wanting to break the plum sapling. The plum sapling did not move at all, and there was not a single curved arc. Zhang Yi exerted his strength, and with all the force, the plum sapling still did not change at all.

At that moment, Zhang Yi missed Wang Fan immensely. If Brother Fan was here, he would definitely be able to break this plum sapling with those unicorn arms.

The plum sapling flickered green, as if mocking Zhang Yi.

Come on! Here you go! You're going to fold me! Slightly slightly slightly ............ You can't break me!

Zhang Yi: (#'dish ́)!!

At this time, the peach trees around that were positioned by the Peach Tree King began to move over little by little.

Zhang Yi turned his head to look and found that the Peach Tree King was constantly dropping leaves, and the yellow light on the branches began to slowly dim.

Brother Taowang, you must hold on! Don't get to your knees so quickly! The younger brother immediately got the plum sapling. Σ(ﾟдﾟlll)

Zhang Yi turned his head to look at the apricot sapling in his hand, took out a folding axe from his backpack, put the plum sapling on the ground, and chopped the sapling into the soil with an axe. Zhang Yi picked up the axe and looked at it, and was immediately dumbfounded, and the plum sapling was cut out of a trace of white line.

The peach trees around Zhang Yi are getting faster and faster, and the yellow light on the branches of the peach tree king behind him is getting darker and darker, and the leaves are getting fewer and fewer.

What to do? This evil talisman is used against ghosts, such as plum saplings, which belong to the spirit category. The Evil Breaker can only trap it, but cannot cause substantial damage to it, and it will last a long time.

Zhang Yi thought slightly, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the folding axe.

"Danzhu mouth god, tongue god is right, Luo Qianzhi god, throat god tiger ben, heart god Danyuan, so that I can understand the truth, think about the spirit and practice the liquid, the Tao qi lasts forever, and the urgency is like the law."

The folding axe emitted a faint red light, and Zhang Yi immediately slashed at the plum sapling lying on the ground, and the trunk of the plum sapling was cut into one-sixth of it.

The green light of the plum sapling was crazy bright, and the peach tree that was blocked by the peach tree king was frantically squeezing in, and the peach tree king could not hold on to much time.

It's a pity that this folding axe is not a Taoist weapon, otherwise it can be cut with one axe, and there is absolutely no need for a second axe.

Zhang Yi raised his hand and continued to chop, axe after axe. The red light on the folding axe was gone, and Zhang Yi squirted blood on the tip of his tongue, and then continued to chop. In this way, I vomited blood from the tip of my tongue back and forth four times.

"Ahh Break it for me......" Zhang Yi roared angrily, the surrounding peach trees were already three meters away from Zhang Yi, and Zhang Yi was about to be crushed to death by the surrounding peach trees.

With a "horn", the plum sapling was finally cut off by Zhang Yi.

The surrounding peach trees also stopped moving at the moment when the plum seedlings were cut.

........ A moment later

Zhang Yi picked up some firewood from the surroundings and lit it, threw the cut plum saplings into the fire, and watched the plum saplings be burned to ashes.

After the plum saplings were burned to ashes, Zhang Yi extinguished the fire. Find a random place, sleep with the head of the backpack tilted.

Zhang Yi was tired, and he was also relieved that the Peach Tree King would not have harmed him if this Peach Tree King really wanted to harm him, he would not have harmed his Hundred Years Dao Xing to help him just now.

The sun slowly climbed into the sky, and Zhang Yi also woke up, took out the remaining half bottle of water from yesterday and drank it.

It hurts! The tongue that bit last night was still stained with blood.

Zhang Yi got up from the ground and looked at the Peach Tree King in front of him.

"Brother Taowang, thank you last night! If it weren't for you, I would have become fertilizer for that plum sapling by now. Zhang Yi gently stroked the trunk of the Peach Tree King and said.

Zhang Yi thought about it, took out all the remaining incense from his backpack, lit it, and inserted it on the side of the Peach Tree King.

"Brother Tao Wang, you eat slowly, little brother is gone! See you next time! ”

After that, Zhang Yi took the bag, squeezed out of the peach forest, and walked out in the direction of the mountain.

Step by step, Zhang Yi soon came to the place where he stayed last night.

But there was a person in the place where he was staying, a mysterious man who was only one meter three tall, wearing a torn cotton jacket and a pigtail on his head, was standing in front with his back to Zhang Yi.

"Young man, you pull it!" The mysterious man turned around leisurely.

Zhang Yi took a closer look, and the mysterious man's long white beard was almost hanging down to his chest, but he had the face of a five-year-old child.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yi asked vigilantly.

"Me? I'm the mountain god here! ”

"Ha ???"

"Really! I kid you not! ”

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"Young man, you're talking! Aren't you curious to see me? ”

"What for?" Zhang Yi threw out a sentence coldly.

"I'm here to thank you for helping me get rid of that plum sapling."

"Oh~~ Since you are the mountain god here, why don't you take action to deal with that plum sapling."

"What's that...... Because I can't catch up with him. ”

"Wait, what's your ontology? Stone? Mushroom? Turtles? ”

"My essence is ginseng."

Pick, keep picking, pick and pick, I listen. (ー_ー)

When the ginseng pickers go into the mountains to collect ginseng in July every year, when they find ginseng again, they will tie it to the ginseng stem with a red thread tied to the bronze coin, and spread a red cloth under the ginseng, which is said to prevent the ginseng from running away.

Will you not be able to catch up? Either you're a fake ginseng or you're just lazy! Besides, there will be ginseng in the coastal areas? I believe you are evil! (ー_ー)

Since ancient times, mountain gods have been cultivated with animals and plants, and stones. When practicing, there is no karma, and there is good fortune and destiny. Then he will be given the position of mountain god by God. To put it bluntly, it is a spirit recognized by God.

The mountain god looked at Zhang Yi's face of disbelief and said angrily: "I am really ginseng!!! ”

"Yes, yes, you always say yes, I believe you are old!"

"Humph!" (╬ ̄dish ̄)=○

"Boss of the mountain god, what are you looking for the little one?"

The mountain god cleared his throat and said, "You helped me get rid of the hidden dangers of this mountain, and I came to thank you." With that, the mountain god plucked a beard and handed it to Zhang Yi.

Just this beard? Why? Sew clothes for me!?

Zhang Yizheng is not poor, and the beard of the mountain god has become a toothpick-thick mustache in Zhang Yi's hands.

"Take it and make up for it!"

Zhang Yi looked at the ginseng whisker in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and asked curiously: "Boss of the mountain god, I ask you a question, how many years have you always had ginseng?" ”

"It's almost five hundred years!"

"It's only been 500 years~~"

The mountain god blew his beard angrily and glared viciously, and said viciously: "Do you want it?" Give it back to me if you don't want it! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"