Chapter Twenty-Eight: The First Entry into the Forest of Resentment
In the early morning, the mist was as good as ever.
The little monk got up surprisingly early, and after a hasty wash, he found a place to hurry, sat on the ground and recited the Buddhist scriptures, Sun Wukong still hasn't figured out why a little monk like him who is not good-looking can casually open his mouth and recite a few words of sutras can make the corpse that has been cultivated for at least 5,000 years turn into a puddle of sewage.
Sun Wukong didn't care about the resentment on his face, and paid for the room for fifteen days in advance, although that was his last savings, but it was obvious that they couldn't take the unconscious Nezha to that kind of place, Sun Wukong finally glanced at Nezha, who was pale and thin, and sighed lightly and closed the door.
It was not until the sun fully rose that everyone dared to walk out of the hotel towards the Misty Forest, it is said that the forest road is narrow and sloped, and the horse is unusable, but fortunately, Tan Muyan found a few pairs of thick leather official boots out of nowhere, and at least walking on the dirt road will not be too slippery when wearing this thing.
The mouth of the resentful fog forest, as usual, was gloomy, and the screams that came from the forest were destroying everyone's beating hearts all the time, Sun Wukong saw that everyone was afraid, and he calmed down, and pretended to be calm and said, "Hmm... After entering, Jiesheng and I walked in the middle with the child, and I walked with Xiaobai surnamed Ye in the front, Muyan, and Erjie broke off. After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and plunged into the forest.
There was no life in the forest, it was eerily quiet, as if it were two worlds from the outside, but after walking for about a stick of incense, they did not find the shadow of a monster except for the denser vegetation and trees, and the thicker and thicker fog, and the men were a little skeptical that the rumors they had heard in the town were hearsay, but then the sound of heavy footsteps rejected the idea.
Big, so big that it was terrifying, it was the first impression of everyone, only to see a tall idiot, crawling like a spider, but with dense human arms on its body, stepping on a huge tree with every step, everyone looked at such a creepy creature, and did not dare to make a sound, but fortunately, it seemed to have no ill will towards everyone, and walked straight over.
Everyone looked at each other and didn't say anything more until a low, hoarse dry laugh came into everyone's ears, "Scared you?"
"Who!"
"Me. The giant tree by the side of the road shook itself and waved its hand, revealing a pair of golden eyes and mouth.
"Oh... The tree has become a fine... Why am I not surprised at all?" Tan Muyan shrugged, his pretending self-deprecating tone mixed with unconcealable fear.
"Haha, many people say that, it seems that it is not a new thing for an old tree to become a spirit. The dryad laughed, and the laughter nearly shattered everyone's eardrums.
"That's not what I meant, Mr. Dryad, I was trying to ask... What are you doing here?"
"I was born and grew up here, where else can I be?"
"Oh... That's about this forest..."
"This forest... This piece, the forest... I remember... A long time ago, when I was a sapling, there was a small isolated village in the woods, but when I went to sleep and woke up, it became like this. ”
"Uh-huh... How long did you sleep?"
"Maybe 10,000 years, maybe 100,000 years... Maybe longer. ”
"Mr. Dryad, haven't you been hungry after sleeping here for so long?" Qiuyang's timid tone caused the Dryad to chuckle.
"Of course... Of course, we generally eat the essence that remains underground... But we don't mind sucking some human blood. ”
"Oh... It's a pleasure to chat with you... But unfortunately I still have soft-shelled turtle claypot rice at home, so I think we have to go first. Tan Muyan smiled politely, but before he could take a few steps, he was blocked by a few rattans, and the groups of giant trees in front of him all smashed their mouths, "I'm sorry, we can't let you pass through here, we're so hungry." "Only now did the people see the white bones hanging from the branches.
"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. Before Tan Muyan finished speaking, Ye Wufeng's knife was already out of its sheath, and they didn't want to reason in this environment.
The tree spirits of 10,000 years of cultivation are different from monsters, they should be divided into the category of elves, most of the tree spirits and cats, dogs and poultry are generally loved by the rich, generally speaking, they do not have any aggression, but there are exceptions.
"Qu Sheng... Protect Qiuyang and the little monk, bury your body low, and we will kill it. "The flower shelf in Tan Muyan's hand is deadly to the tree spirit, such a huge knife is enough to cut off several thorny rhizomes at the same time.
Jiesheng tilted his head, picked up the two children very reluctantly, buried his body in the crowd and ran with everyone, while comforting the crying Qiuyang and the little monk, while enduring the sharp pain on his back from time to time, and dealing with the broken roots of the mud under his feet, this feeling will definitely not make people happy.
In fact, it is not difficult to deal with these tree spirits, especially for Sun Wukong Laishui, all he has to do is to see the tree vines that come over him to break the tree vines like flies, and clear a way with a glimmering thousand sticks, the whole process is simply easy for him, and even a little dozing off, if such a tree spirit was placed back then, he wouldn't even look at it.
"Alright, alright, stop!" the Treant Leader finally couldn't help but speak, "Let them go." ”
Hearing this, the tree spirits had no choice but to honestly get out of the way, Bai Gu Jing smiled and bowed, "Thank you, brother tree... What's wrong with you?"
The ring hand, which was covered in rattan marks and blood, wrinkled his nose angrily at Tan Muyan, and his tone was much more complaining than that of a resentful woman, "Heh, I hope that the next time this happens, you can give priority to us vulnerable groups." ”
"I'm trying to cover you, I swear. Yang Erjie held back a smile, patted Jiesheng's shoulder, and said.
"Yes, you don't have that idea... Qiuyang is still crying, can any of you put a rag in her mouth?" Although Jiesheng said this, he still honestly touched the heads of Qiuyang and the little monk, lowered his head and whispered in the ears of the two, it seems that it is not a wrong choice to let him take care of the child.
"Alright, let's keep walking. Sun Wukong finished speaking and walked away.
Everyone walked for about half an hour before finally leaving the dense giant trees behind, and what came into view was a small lake located in the woods, although the lake was muddy, but it seemed that there was no problem with bathing, Yang Erjie just wanted to go to the lake to clean her muddy shoes, but before she took a few steps, she was stopped by Ye Wufeng, Ye Wufeng gave a look and signaled everyone to retreat, he took out a piece of fresh meat from his backpack and cut off a small piece and threw it into the water, but the body shape is like a huge tadpole, the human face is open to blood, just a few clicks to swallow the piece of meat into the abdomen, eyes staring at everyone, slowly continue to dive into the lake.