I complained in my heart, damn it, this big strong flaw is: the more nervous and scared he is, the more he talks, and he has to make something happen to him if he has nothing to do.

Everyone was so frightened that they stood on the spot, and no one could speak.

The great vicious dog looked at us, and then made a gesture to pounce on us, and let out a coaxing growl from his mouth, and it could see that our unexpected appearance made it very angry, and it immediately ignited the green fire again.

I secretly screamed in my heart, why is there a green fire on the body of this great vicious dog? Surely this thing isn't a dog, what could it be?

I didn't have time to think about it, at this critical juncture, Shunzi had already held his Li Guang bow in his left hand, and his right hand took out a carved arrow, pulled the bow and set the arrow in one go, and the arrow of "whoosh" went straight to the big evil dog, Shunzi's archery skills were practiced with Uncle Zhang Jing since he was a child, and he was very good, I never doubted this, but at the moment when the arrow was about to hit the dog's head, the big evil dog's body flashed to the right violently, the movement was very fast, and the front paws pounced forward, just buckled on the shaft of the arrow, and the arrow was easily stepped on under his feet.

Junko was also surprised when he missed the blow, but he reacted very quickly, and immediately drew a second arrow, ready to shoot again, and Da Zhuang and I also drew our short swords.

This made the beast even more angry, baring its fangs at us, "Hoo! Whoa! The green fire on his body seemed to be much bigger, and he rushed towards us. Everyone hurriedly took a few steps back, although it was not pounced on by this monster, but it had already arrived in front of it, and they felt a cold wind rushing towards them, gloomy, so close to look at its hairless and wrinkled face, like an old dead face, terrifying.

Da Zhuang was instantly frightened into a cold sweat, "It, it, it is." I felt that he was trembling all over, but I guess I couldn't care about being scared at this time, so Da Zhuang made a ruthless "Wow!" With a slash, he raised his sword and slashed, and the great vicious dog swept its front paws, and the claws and the sword collided, and a spark was stirred, and then the beast was unscathed. I don't know if it's because it's too strong, or if Da Zhuang is too nervous, the short sword he was holding immediately took off his hand, "Bell!" fell to the ground with a sound, Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes and waited for death, the big vicious dog was about to pounce and bite, and it was too late to save him.

I thought to myself, "It's over!" Sure enough, he was the first to eat meat to pick fat, and now he is afraid that he will be more auspicious! I quickly grabbed the big strong arm, dragged it back two steps, and swung my short sword twice in front of the big evil dog, although it didn't frighten the monster away, but it was finally relieved for a moment.

At this critical moment, I heard a sound of footsteps at the other end of the road, and by the light in the Buddha hall, I saw more than a dozen monks rushing over with sticks in their hands.

The big vicious dog also heard the footsteps in the distance at the same time, instantly extinguished the green flame on his body, and ran into the woods on the other side, disappearing without a trace.

I finally let out a sigh of relief, and Da Zhuang's face turned even pale, and it took a while to pick up the short sword, come back to his senses, and curse a few words. At this moment, I took care of the cry for help in the woods, and hurriedly went over with the monks who rushed to check what was going on.

I saw a middle-aged monk in his thirties lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his expression extremely painful, but strangely, there were no traces of blood on his body that had been attacked by wild beasts, only a few scratches on his chest, and a bite on his right forearm, the wounds were all black, and it seemed to exude a strange smell, very similar to the smell of burning fur.

Hua Bo immediately checked the wounded man's injuries, and we hurried forward to help, taking out a water bladder to wash his wounds, and the injured monk just snorted in pain and fainted. Strangely, the surrounding monks did not seem surprised to see this, but simply lifted him up and sent him back to a meditation room in the temple. I thought to myself, why are the monks in this temple so cold-blooded, and no one cares when the initiates are injured? We also followed to the meditation room, where he asked the monk for a large bucket of water, tore off the wounded man's shirt, and cleaned his wounds.

After a short time, an old monk with white eyebrows rushed over and leaned down to carefully check the condition of the wounded.

The wound seemed to be just a few scratch marks, but it was impossible to tell the depth of the wound, because no matter how it was cleaned, it was black and unclear, and the edges seemed to have a thick layer of blood scabs.

The old monk stared at it for a long time, very sad, and called out to the Buddha: "Amitabha, sin!" Sin! Then he shook his head and said nothing.

This kind of scene is even more puzzling, so Hua Bo hurriedly stepped forward to report to his home and said: "This master, who is a doctor below, may be able to help this little master heal his injuries, and I want to ask the master to tell me the details." ”

The old monk sighed and sighed: "Thank you for the donor's mercy, dare to ask the donor how to call it, Lao Qu Huizhen thanked the injured Zhiping disciple on behalf of the temple, but this disciple's injury is indeed too serious, I am afraid that the donor is no longer able to return to heaven!" ”

Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and interjected: "What, what, Zhiping, master, let me ask how many monks named Zhiping are there in your temple?" ”

The old monk Huizhen was also stunned, and said, "Little donor, naturally there is only one." ”

Hearing these words truly, it turned out that the monk who was injured and unconscious was the son of the old woman a few days ago, his legal name was Zhiping, but it could be regarded as a creation and making people, he actually suffered this disaster at this time, and now if the old woman saw it, she would not die of heartache.

Da Zhuang this guy is straightforward, these days I have already figured out his character, seeing that he was about to talk to the old monk about the old woman asked us to bring a message to her son, so I grabbed him, and whispered that it is not yet possible to fully express the intention, it is better to wait and see what happens.

Hua Bo knew this, but he folded his hands and reported to his home.

The old monk Huizhen sighed and said, "It turned out to be Doctor Hua, it is rare for the doctor to be so merciful and bother for the disciples of my temple, but this injury is not trivial, it cannot be treated by ordinary herbs." Then he explained the reason.

It is said that in the mountains twenty miles southeast of this place, there is a place that is the source of Kunlun, the locals call it the mountain of ten thousand corpses, the name of the mountain is not the mountain, in fact, it is a piece of corpse accumulation, this place was originally a small country called Qiangtuo, the legend was cursed by the ghost mother and destroyed, the people of the country died one after another, and the corpses were all over the field for a time. It was a good country, but it became a place of mass graves in an instant.

The great vicious dog we saw, whose real name was "Ghost Wolf", inhabited this place. This beast likes to eat bones, and sucks the breath of ten thousand corpses, the yin qi is extremely heavy, and every time the full moon and the yin qi is the heaviest, it will come out to hurt people. Because it gnaws and gnaws on bones for a long time, it causes ghost fire when its body temperature rises when it is angry, which is also the origin of its name. Therefore, if you are injured by this beast, you will be burned by the ghost fire, lose your mind, and go crazy all day long, and it is said that this ghost fire can burn people's souls.

This town spirit temple since the Patriarch Daren opened the mountain to build the temple, in addition to promoting the Dharma, is to chant the sutra every day for the undead in the mountain of ten thousand corpses, but also suppressed the yin qi in it, this beast will hold a grudge, so often come to the temple to hurt people, so far there have been 26 disciples of the temple died at its hands.

Listening to Master Huizhen say this, I can't help but be surprised and happy, happy that we finally found the right place, surprised that I didn't expect this big evil dog, that is, this ghost wolf to be so dangerous, if it is injured, tortured, and eventually has to become a crazy monster, it is better to wipe the neck to be happy. It seems that what the old woman said is true, more than ten years ago, the villagers must have been injured by this ghost wolf.

I only heard Hua Bo say in surprise: "I see, thank you Master Huizhen for telling the truth." As he spoke, he reached out and drew his dagger from my waist.

I was suddenly startled, thinking to myself, could it be that Hua Bo knew that the injured monk Zhiping could no longer be cured, so he wanted to give him a good time? Just thinking about it, I saw that Hua Bo cut off a large lock of his hair with a wave of a knife, what is the reason, how can the parents who suffer from the skin of the body be so wasted casually?

Da Zhuang understood Hua Bo's intentions, so he took his lock of hair, burned it with a lamp, and crushed the remnants into powder.

Hua Bo first used a knife to cut off the burning area on the edge of Monk Zhiping's wound, then rinsed it with water until bright red blood flowed out, then smeared the burned hair ash on the affected area, and sutured the wound with needles and threads, and finally took a few dried leaves and chewed them a few times in his mouth, spit them out, and applied them to the affected area.

This method is very weird, I heard Da Zhuang say that the hair is burned into powder and applied to the wound, this recipe is called blood charcoal, hair is blood, burning is charcoal, so the name is "blood charcoal", it has the effect of stopping bleeding.

And those later leaves are not dry leaves, but a plant called Lost Sauce Grass, this kind of grass grows and rots, only by drying it can it be easy to preserve, and then it can exert its medicinal effect when it encounters saliva, which can detoxify and reduce inflammation and prevent infection.

But no one knows if this method really works?

When the day was over, it was already late at night, and Hua Bo breathed a sigh of relief and told Elder Huizhen, who had been guarding beside him, that Monk Zhiping was temporarily free of life, but he had lost too much blood just now and needed to recuperate. But let him rest assured that we will definitely do our best to heal Monk Zhiping.

When Elder Huizhen heard that Zhiping could still be saved, his expression was skeptical, but he could see that he was very happy in his heart, and he clasped his palms together and shouted: Good! Wonderful! The old monk told us that there were monks who were injured by ghosts and wolves in the past, and they couldn't survive, first they fell into a coma, and even if they woke up, they lost their minds, talked nonsense, and finally went crazy and died within two days.

Waber said that Zhiping's situation did need to be further observed, but judging from his vitality, it was certain that he was not worried about his life in the near future.

But things are far from being as simple as Warber imagined.