When the multicolored dragon hovered in mid-air, the people of the tribe below were estimated to collapse.

Mormonism reigned in the land for many years, and although it was not possible to enforce firm rule in the sparsely populated Cha Ipa Tso due to the problem of manpower, it also spread its reputation to all parts of the land as much as possible.

In particular, the new king of Mormonism slaughtered and exterminated thirteen tribes with one face, shocking the entire underground world.

The inferiority of living beings always lies in deceiving good and fearing evil, especially in the underground world of Cha Yingba, which takes "natural selection" to the extreme, so under the fierce name of Mormonism, wise tribes will choose to submit.

At least superficial submission, so as to obtain the continuation of the race, and not stupidly raise the anti-flag, confront it, and finally perish, and the chicken and dog will not be left.

After all, before this time, it used to be a place where demons were rampant, and in the final analysis, most of the tribes currently living on this land are the descendants of demons who were driven into the ground back then.

By the time we fell, a large crowd had fallen in the clearing in front of the tribal village.

When I stood on the back of the multicolored dragon and looked condescendingly, I almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The one who fell to his knees underground was actually a piece of "Second Senior Brother".

That is, the pig's head.

Seriously, I have been honed by the summer vacation file "Journey to the West" for many years, and I am not repulsed by such appearances, and even have a sense of intimacy, but compared to Zhu Bajie's honest and cute appearance, these pig heads are much more vicious.

Not only are they ugly, but they also have two fangs sticking out of their lips, a bit like the shape in "Journey to the West".

And in my eyes, in this big group of pig heads, I can't tell the male and female appearances at all.

But at this moment, the eyes of the vicious pig-heads were much softer, and even a little frightened, and a pig-headed pig-head with a white beard knelt down to us, first bowed three times, and then said in a loud voice: "Welcome to the Divine Messenger." ”

Belch......

Dare them think of us as Mormon thugs.

But it's no wonder that the multicolored wyverns are so eye-catching, and they are not normal if they are not misunderstood.

Only, how do we ask?

Qu Fatsan looked at me, and I thought for a moment, and then said: "Just ask them for directions, and ask where Monkey Mountain is going - I have been to Monkey Mountain and know the people there, if I can find one of them, I must be able to find Lu Zuo's trace, right?" ”

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao learned from Na Aman's mouth that Lu Zuo was seriously injured, and he was already impatient, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and ask that." ”

The three of us jumped off the body of the multicolored wyvern and landed in front of the two hundred or so pigs.

Qu Fatsan waved his hand, and then said, "Get up, don't kneel, who is the patriarch here?" ”

The white-bearded old man knelt down again, and then said, "Little old man is the leader of the Pige clan, what does the divine envoy command?" ”

Qu Fatsan said: "Let them all disperse, you get up and speak." ”

Where did the white-bearded old man see this group of kind Mormons, he was a little stunned for a while, and Qu Fatsan couldn't help frowning when he saw him at a loss, and roared angrily: "It's useless for me to talk, right?" ”

The white-bearded old man hurriedly got up and said no, no, the little old man was dizzy and deaf, so he couldn't hear clearly......

With that, he hurriedly waved his hand behind him, causing the people to disperse.

Qu Fatsan looked left and right and said, "Find a secluded place where you can talk." ”

The white-bearded old pig's head said go to my house, there is no one there.

He led us towards the village, and I whistled, and Red took to the skies with the multicolored dragon to find something to eat.

This tribe is very large and has a thriving population, but it seems that the level of construction of these people is really not high, and all the way through, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel much different from the pigsty, but fortunately, the patriarch's house is not bad, at least there is a hall.

On the way here, Qu Fatsan's stomach growled, so he asked the fence bucket, saying if there was anything to eat?

The white-bearded old pig's head hurriedly called someone to prepare some food.

When we came to a large table in the tallest building in the village, after we sat down, the white-bearded old pig's head did not dare to sit down, and shirked for a long time before he accompanied the last seat, and then asked, "I don't know how many divine envoys have come, what advice do you have?" ”

Miscellaneous Xiaodao rolled his eyes and said Can you not be so hypocritical when you speak, and say it well.

The white-bearded old pig was stunned and said?

Qu Fatsan understood the pitiful mentality under this kind of heavy pressure the most, sighed, and then asked: "Don't think about it, we just came here to ask for directions." ”

Asking for directions?

The white-bearded old pig's head hesitated a little, saying that God made you ride a flying dragon, and you can not go anywhere in this wrong place, except for a few dangerous places, why do you come to me to ask for directions? The little old man has shallow knowledge, he has never been far away since he was a child, and his knowledge is really limited......

Although the tone of the other party is extremely humble, the attitude in the words has a meaning of rejection.

I could feel that although this old man was groveling, it was not in his bones.

I'll ask you how to go to Monkey Mountain.

Yes?

The white-bearded old pig's head frowned, and said with a blank expression: "Monkey Mountain, what Monkey Mountain?" ”

Miscellaneous Xiaodao frowned and said, "Monkey Mountain, you don't know? ”

The white-bearded old pig's head smiled and said: "Hehe, I'm sorry, God's envoy, the little old man has shallow knowledge, he has walked a hundred miles, and if he is farther, he won't know anything......"

At this time, a few pig-headed girls with big shoulders and round waists, fat and strong bodies came in with a few large pots and placed them on the table.

In the middle of those pots is a tuber-like food similar to sweet potatoes and artichokes, and there are several plates of barbecued meat next to it, which makes the aroma full of appetite.

The white-bearded old pig's head greeted warmly: "A few divine envoys come to us for the first time, the hospitality is not good, eat more, eat more......"

We didn't move, but looked at him.

Probably knowing our concerns, he reached out and grabbed some of each plate and ate it to show that it was not poisonous.

Qu Fatsan was really hungry, and when he saw that the old pig's head was very vigilant, he couldn't talk about anything for a while, so he reached out and grabbed a piece of artichoke-like stuff and ate it with his mouth open.

I didn't expect this pig's head house to be built very well, but the things were done well, after eating, he praised it, we slept all the way, overnight, we were already hungry, so we were no longer polite, and began to eat.

As I ate, I wondered how to tell the old man about us.

This old man looks respectful, but he should have scruples and will not provide us with much information, but if we reveal our identity, will his attitude change?

But if he really has peace of mind and is obedient to the people, after we reveal our identity, we will inform the Mormons in a perfunctory way and behind the scenes, then there will be some trouble.

I'm struggling with this matter here, and Zamao Xiaodao and Qu Fatsan are also frowning, obviously not knowing how to deal with it.

At this time, a person came from outside the door and shouted: "Old man, how are things going, the demons in the north are in chaos, the woman went to suppress the demons, the nest is empty, if you don't make any more moves at this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future......"

The guy had a horse's face, was in a very impatient mood, and crackled and talked a lot as soon as he came in.

The white-bearded old pig's head looked gloomy, slapped the case, and roared loudly: "Maradora, you are drunk, come here, why don't you stop it, pull me out......"

A few pig-headed men ran in, grabbed the horse-faced man, and explained: "We stopped it, but I didn't expect this guy to run so fast that he couldn't stop it at all." ”

The horse-faced man saw us, laughed, and said Oh, there are guests?

We all turned our faces to look at him, and the white-bearded old pig-headed behind him laughed miserably, saying Maradora, you are forcing me......

The horse-faced man's face turned cold and became serious, saying that he was just going to force you, what's the matter?

Whew, Whew......

The breathing of the white-bearded old pig's head became much heavier in an instant, and in the next second, the entire wooden table where we were eating suddenly moved, and it actually flew into the air and smashed towards us.

This table is different from the table we usually eat, a bit like the kind of stout conference table, one is worth a thousand pounds.

However, in his hands, this is as light as nothing.

The moment the table rolled over and smashed into us, the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao made a move, and his right hand stretched out flatly, holding the table that was thousands of pounds.

But with the strength of one hand, he lifted the table firmly.

Such a method surprised everyone, but the white-bearded old pig's head was also driven to a desperate situation, took out two plate axes, roared angrily, and said children, come with me, and kill this Mormon mongrel who has oppressed us for many years!

As soon as the words came out, people broke through the walls all over the hall, some with wooden sticks, some with stones, and some with knives and guns, and rushed towards us with murderous spirits.

As for the white-bearded old pig's head, he suddenly got together, and all the cotton and linen clothes on his body were shattered into pieces, revealing a strong tendon and flesh.

Although it is a pig's head, it is not fat.

The fence bucket is old and strong, but it is imposing.

The horse-faced man also laughed coldly, clapped his hands and shouted: "Sure enough, it's a man, Lao Tzu didn't misunderstand you - the three birdmen, to tell you the truth, although Boss Chen, who destroyed your Mormonism at the beginning, did not come, but his friend Lu Zuo, the king of heaven, raised the banner of righteousness, and your Mormonism will be destroyed, just now!" ”