Tiger head and leopard tail, but human body, eyes glint with crimson light.

Shu Jin stepped out with a sword in one hand and stabbed the monster's head, but the monster was more than twice as fast as him, moving away before he could attack, and then slammed its tail into Shu Jin's face.

After more than a dozen moves, Shu Jin was a little unable to parry, there seemed to be something similar to an anesthetic needle on the tail of this monster, although Shu Jin was not very strong, but it would not be a little physically exhausted after being pumped more than a dozen times.

Xu Lao and Peng Zu glanced at each other, then stepped forward with his sword, and cut off the monster's head with a sword before its tail could reach Shu Jin, and then cut off the monster's head with a sword.

Mommy, strong!!

I gave Xu Lao a thumbs up in my heart, and I always thought that even if there was a gap between Shu Jin and Xu Lao, it would not be very big, but I never thought that the gap between the two would be so big.

And after Elder Xu killed the monster, the shrine was also shattered.

After lifting Shu Jin up from this pit, Shu Jin said: "There are too many strange things in this place, this monster is like he can't be killed, I stabbed him a few times, but it just can't die, Peng Zu, what's the situation?" Are you well-informed, tell us about it? ”

"I don't know, but I can't go down this place, and if I go down, I'm afraid I'll lead to even more powerful youkai." Peng Zu looked at Shu Jin and said seriously: "If you take it seriously just now, you won't lose to that demon beast at all, the "Mountain" book has subdued all kinds of strange beasts, even if we destroy all these demon shrines, there will still be more demon shrines, I have calculated that there are more than 800 bluestone slabs in this hall, that is to say, there are more than 800 demon shrines, and no one knows how strong it is, so once I go down, there will only be two situations." ”

"Which two?"

"The first is that we all die here, and the second is that we return in vain, but if we don't get "The Mountain" this time, it won't be so simple to come back next time, unless we need the weakest person to pick up the book."

After Peng Zu finished speaking, he set his eyes on me, and the three of them were the same, since they all said so, what else could I do?

I had promised Peng Zu to help him before, and whether it was the Four Books or the Five Elements Banner Master, it seemed that they all appeared around me step by step, so it was still necessary to get this mountain book.

I pulled out the small dagger that Shu Jin had given me, pinched it in my hand, and jumped onto the floor where I was staying.

It may be that I am really weak and pitiful, and the few remaining demon shrines after I jumped down did not even light up, and I was not qualified to let them out, so I couldn't help but smile at them in embarrassment.

Then I strode towards the altar at the end, and when I reached the bottom of the altar, there was nothing unusual about the shrines.

"Disciple, that staircase is a test for you, as long as you can successfully climb the stairs, you will be able to obtain that book." Peng Zu shouted on the other end.

I gritted my teeth and raised my feet to climb the first step.

Suddenly, the picture in front of my eyes turned, and I appeared in a deserted village.

I walked aimlessly on the streets, and after a few minutes I found that this village was not a deserted village, but that not long ago there was a great plague in this village, and there were more than 200 families in the village, and more than 1,000 people, but after a plague came down, more than 700 people died, and the rest of the people, some of them ran away with a little harder, and some of them had money to go to the city to find a famous doctor.

Only more than 100 lonely old people were left lying at the entrance of the village waiting to die, and there were officers and soldiers guarding the entrance of the village to prevent these old people from leaving.

As soon as I appeared, an old man with a pockmarked face and scratched until he was bleeding and festering and put his arms around my calf, and he cried out with snot and tears for me to save him, and he had a young grandson at home.

But am I just a security guard, or am I an unemployed security guard, if I can save him? I'm not a miracle doctor either.

After helping him up, he fell to the ground again before he could stand firmly, and scratched his body with his hands, and the scratches that had already formed blood scabs were scratched by him with blood.

At this time, a foot doctor was put in by the officers and soldiers with his own medicine box on his back, and it was evident that he often came to this place, and these patients saw him as if they had seen a savior.

When he saw me, he hurriedly ran over and grabbed my wrist, looked at me, and then asked me, "You are not infected with the plague?" ”

I shook my head and said no, he was confused for a moment and said that since there is no plague, let's leave quickly, this plague is very powerful, ordinary people can only wait to die if they stick to it, because the price of medicine is too expensive.

I was dumbfounded, the medicine in ancient times was so expensive, compared to the current bottle of medicine for a few hundred yuan to tens of thousands of yuan, there is no difference.

But looking at these patients, I always keep in mind Peng Zu's words, that is, these are tests.

I said I'm not leaving.

When the foot doctor saw that I was not leaving, he said that since I was not leaving, I would help him cut the medicine and help him do it.

He coughed a few times in front of his mouth as he said that his right hand was clenched into a fist, and when he opened his fist, there was a pool of black blood in the palm of his hand.

"You're infected with the plague?" I asked.

He nodded weakly, and said that if he hadn't been infected with the plague, how could those officers and soldiers let him in to treat these people?

He put what he had on a table, took out ten ginseng sticks from it, and told me that this was the last medicine in his shop, and the best medicine, and that he had to divide the ten ginseng into one hundred and thirty-seven parts for them to eat in order to relieve their illness, or they would scratch themselves to death.

This ginseng is not big, about ten centimeters long, but it is still possible to divide a ginseng into more than a dozen pieces, and there is a small guillotine in his medicine box.

I cut the ginseng with a small guillotine behind the desk, and he went to check on the patients one by one, and while I was doing the ginseng, I would also raise my eyes to see the people, the most seriously ill of the group, who were already dying.

Suddenly, I felt a pain in my hand, and a small guillotine knife landed on my hand, and a drop of blood dripped onto one of the small pieces of ginseng.

I didn't care, I put the ginseng into small teacups, and then poured the important ones that had been cut out in the doctor's medicine box.

The cup is not big, so the medicine for more than a hundred quilts can barely be filled, but there are not so many quilts, so only five people can come over in batches to take medicine.

After all the 100 people had taken the medicine, I was finally able to rest for a while, and there were still seven small pieces of ginseng left on the table.

I looked at the foot doctor, and he shook his head at me helplessly: "Seven more people are gone, this plague is really a natural disaster." ”

But before he could finish his sentence, the crowd exclaimed.

Because the scratches on one of the people and the epidemic have been cured.

After checking the situation, the foot doctor looked at me excitedly and said, "How did you do it?" ”