As soon as the little boy finished speaking, a series of chaotic horses' hooves sounded from a distance, and it sounded like there were quite a few people, and the old man hurriedly shouted to a few children: "Don't throw him into the river yet, maybe you can use him later." ”

When the children heard this, they immediately stopped and put my grandfather on the ground.

At this time, the old man turned back to those villagers and said, "Don't be afraid, 'Dominator' doesn't know that the monkey god of our village is dead, don't dare to do anything to us, don't let him see it." As he spoke, the old man turned his head to look at my grandfather.

My grandfather is a smart man, and he knows what the old man means by looking at him at this time, so he smiled faintly and said to the old man: "Don't worry, I won't say it." ”

The old man listened, and there was a little gratitude in his eyes.

The sound of horses' hooves quickly stopped in front of the group of villagers, and the old man took a few steps to block between the villagers and the horse team.

My grandfather was lying on his back at this time, his chest pressed by a large stone, and he struggled to raise his head and glance at the approaching horse team.

I saw that there were about 20 people in this horse team, all of them holding swords and braids around their necks, looking very strong.

The three people at the head lined up at the front of the horse team, and the one in the middle was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a short beard and stubble, and a very rough look; The one on the left, about forty years old, was dressed as a raw man, with a narrow face and pointed chin, a sparse goatee hanging from his chin, small but bright eyes, and a little cunning in his eyes; The one on the right, with a sallow face, a scar on his face, and a black blindfold on his left eye, is a one-eyed dragon.

Without waiting for the three of them to speak, the old man standing in front of the three horses' heads pulled out the cigarette pouch pole in his waist, slowly put on the tobacco, lit it in no hurry, and sneered at the three of them and said: "A scoop of water, drink in all directions, the horse crosses the Yellow River to dominate the sky, and the three masters of 'a scoop of water' are here, and I am fortunate to be happy, hehehehe......"

"Old cigarette bag pot, less nonsense, hand over the old way of the bullnose!" The Scarred One-Eyed Dragon shouted viciously.

"Oh, the third child, how can you talk to the old-timers like this, you are so rude......" As soon as the scarred one-eyed dragon's voice fell, the middle-aged man dressed up said in a weird manner, "The old-timers, it has always been good, and the juniors are polite here." ”

The old man lit the cigarette at this time, took two puffs, squinted his eyes and spit out the residual smoke with great enjoyment, and said casually: "You don't come to this set, the old man has already said that Xiao Xianshi has left, if you don't believe it, you can go to the village and ask our monkey god." ”

"You!"

As soon as the old man's words came out, the faces of the scar one-eyed dragon and the middle-aged man changed, and the horizontal flesh on the face of the scar one-eyed dragon trembled, and it seemed that he was deeply afraid of the monkey god in the village, and it was estimated that he had suffered the loss of the monkey god in the past.

At this time, the rugged man in the middle spoke, although the appearance of this big man made people stay away, but the words were quite polite, the big man said: "Seniors, brothers come here today, not for anything else, as long as you hand over Xiao Xianshi to us, I will monopolize the sky and promise that the brothers who have a scoop of water will not come to the river village to grass again." "Grass is robbery.

The old man smiled when he heard this: "Shan (read san, not read dan) is a big master, and the old man is very clear, but after Xiao Xianshi gave the old man a pair of monkey gods, he left the village, and the old man didn't know where he went." ”

The rugged man, that is, the one who dominates the sky, frowned, with a slight hint of anxiety on his face, and before he could speak again, the scarred one-eyed dragon shouted: "Old cigarette bag pot, don't lie, don't hand over the bull's nose, Lao Tzu will kill you now!" The scarred one-eyed dragon said, waving the horsewhip in his hand to whip the old man, but seeing this, he hurriedly raised the horsewhip in his hand and stopped him.

At this time, the middle-aged student spoke, "Senior, is it worth it for an old Taoist priest, is it not worth taking the lives of the whole village, besides, my eldest brother invited Xiao Xianshi back to the village, and he also asked him, and he would not embarrass him." ”

"Hmph" The old man snorted coldly when he heard this.

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at the group of old and weak women and children behind the old man, and then said: "Do you think those ghost monkeys can really save your lives, don't forget, you are now outside the village, as far as I know, those ghost monkeys can't get out of the village, as long as my eldest brother gives an order at this moment, you will die immediately, or get acquainted with each other and hand over Xiao Xianshi to us." ”

The old man knocked the ashes in the cigarette pouch pot on his hand, "Okay, you can try, as long as you can move one of our fingers, we people, stand here and kill you." ”

As soon as the old man said this, the two sides reached a stalemate, and the people who dominated the sky obviously hesitated.

My grandfather doesn't understand at this time, why are these ringing horses so jealous of those three ghost monkeys.

Later, my grandfather learned that Dubatian had broken a lot of people and horses in this small village in the past, and now not only them, but also many locks are reluctant to come here, because the appearance of the three ghost monkeys is too scary, and ordinary people will have weak legs and feet when they see them, not to mention playing with them, and they don't even have the strength to escape, especially these horses under their seats, no matter how good the horses are, they will be scared to the ground and pee all the urine and feces when they see this thing. The horses that whistled to and fro like the wind, and if the horses under their buttocks wilted, they would hardly have combat effectiveness at all.

Moreover, although these ringing horses kill people without blinking, they are also human beings in the final analysis, and they also have great reverence for the gods, and in their opinion, these three ghost monkeys are evil ghosts that have escaped from the underworld.

What is the origin of these three ghost monkeys, this is a strange person brought to the village, that is, what they call "Xiao Xianshi", and then my grandfather met this person, of course, this is not a coincidence, it was met passively, that is, it was actively found by that person, this will be talked about later.

In fact, this Daoist Xiao is a tomb robber, knows some strange methods of feng shui, always dressed as a Taoist, and has traveled to many places all over the world. Later, my grandfather messed around with him for a while, dug up a few large tombs, and experienced several life and death. This, I may not say it in the future, because tomb robbery has nothing to do with our family's ancestral crafts, these experiences I talked about, all related to exorcism and ghost catching, if you talk about how my grandfather went to steal the grave and dig the grave, it seems to be far away, but, in one of the tombs they robbed, there is really something evil, this, maybe I will talk about it, or maybe I won't talk about it, wait to see the situation in the future.

These three ghost monkeys were caught by Daoist Xiao in Yunnan, originally a pair, and later the two big ones gave birth to a small one, that is, the one that escaped.

In fact, the scientific name of this ghost monkey is the ghost baboon, also known as the mandrill, which is native to the African jungle, and is also distributed in a small amount in the subtropical jungle in the mountainous areas of Yunnan, China. This ghost baboon is not only ugly, but also cruel and aggressive, and is an omnivorous animal, preferring to eat meat in comparison.

After Daoist Xiao caught them, according to his own words, he domesticated the ghost baboon with unique tantric methods and became his assistant in stealing graves and digging graves. Later, because of the uneven distribution of spoils, Daoist Xiao was framed by his accomplices, seriously injured and fled to this small village, the people in the village saved his life, he learned that the village was often plagued by ringing horses, and almost killed all the strong men in the village, so he gave three ghost baboons to the villagers.

These people in the village were also afraid of this thing at first, they had never seen it, they thought it was a ghost, so they made a nest for them with three large coffins, not only gave them food every day, but also burned incense and worshiped them.

According to my grandfather, when he met these three ghost baboons, they were already spiritual, that is, they were about to become refined, and like many animals, they had a habit of guarding their territory, and they regarded the small village as their own territory, and once an outsider entered, they would come out and attack, just like the dogs at home, and when the living people walked into the house, the dogs would bite and bark.

After so much rambling, let's get down to business. The old man and Dubatian were in a stalemate for a while, the old man coughed, first broke the deadlock, unexpectedly pointed at my grandfather with a cigarette pouch pole, and said to Dubatian San: "Do you see this guy on the ground, do you know who this person is?" ”

"It doesn't matter who he is, old cigarette bag and pot, you don't have to talk nonsense!" The Scarred One-Eyed Dragon roared.

The old man smiled, "This is the famous 'Dragon Slayer', although he killed a dragon in the river and came to our village, he still planted his head, everyone who knows each other should leave quickly, otherwise, he will be your end." ”

When the middle-aged student heard this, he owed a debt on the horse, looked at my grandfather carefully, and asked the old man, "Is this person really that dragon slayer?" ”

"It's true, I don't believe you can ask him."

At this time, the little boy with pigtails on the side wanted to say something, but the old man glared back.

The middle-aged man turned his head to Dubatian and said: "Big brother, I seem to have heard that there is such a person in Weihui Mansion who single-handedly killed a dragon in the Yellow River, and later the fishermen also fished out a dragon skeleton from the river. The middle-aged man said, as if he remembered something, stroked his goatee and continued: "Legend has it that this dragon slayer hero is the reincarnation of the six-armed Nezha, not only looks like Pan An's all-round talent in civil and military affairs, but also has ancestral exorcism skills, if this person is really that young man, our brother doesn't need to look for Xiao Laodao anymore, he can cure our sister's illness." ”

When Du Batian heard this, his eyes widened, and he asked the middle-aged student, "Mr. Wu, are you telling the truth?" ”

The middle-aged student shook his head slowly, "It's hard to say whether it's true or not, the common people know that there is no such thing as a dragon slayer or not, it's not necessarily." ”

When the middle-aged student said this, the scarred one-eyed dragon shouted at my grandfather, "Hey, that kid, are you that fucking bullshit hero?" ”#~@@

My grandfather lay on the ground and glared at the one-eyed dragon with Scar, but didn't speak.

"Lao Tzu asked you!" Scarred Cyclops shouted again.

"Who the are you, get out of the way, no one dares to talk to the master like this when he is so old!" My grandfather replied to the Scar One-Eyed Dragon, and his tone was more ruthless than the Scar One-Eyed Dragon.

When the scarred one-eyed dragon heard this, he immediately became furious, cursed, turned over and got off the horse, pulled out his waist knife, and walked towards my grandfather angrily.

At this time, Dubatian and the middle-aged student also hurriedly got off their horses and walked towards my grandfather with the scar one-eyed dragon.

At this time, the old man and those villagers were all cats together, looking at all this in front of them, and they didn't dare to breathe.

The scar one-eyed dragon came to my grandfather without saying a word, and he raised his knife and slashed it-The Last Ghost Hunter-