Chapter 115: The art master is bold
"Whoa......" The painful guy roared heartbreakingly, but it didn't fall, and even the fire barrel was shot, and even the flesh of the guy didn't penetrate it, but only scorched the black hair on its chest.
If you want to say that people drink cold water on their backs, they are stuffed with iron sand, and Ma Ya's fire tube is filled with iron sand, which is not very powerful, and it is okay to use it as a big bird, because the iron sand will be scattered when it is hit, and dozens of iron sand may have the blind cat touching the dead mouse to hit the bird. No, a piece of iron sand was impartial, and it just hit the grass vine on the monster's leg, and the grass vine had been broken by the guy's brute force, and it was immediately broken in two by the iron sand.
The monster broke free from the vine's restraints, and just as Musou and Ma Ya ran past it, it stretched out its large claws and grabbed at the nearest Mushuang.
Wushuang's eyes were sharp, and he couldn't care about it so much at the moment of life and death, he knew that the firearm in his hand might be difficult to hurt the monster, so he simply pulled out the sharp dagger from his boot with his other hand and raised it, and it was a coincidence, the monster raised his slap and slapped it, and at this time Wushuang waved the dagger.
Poof...... The sharp dagger pierced the man's black-haired palm, splattering blood and rolling on the ground in pain. I don't think anyone has ever made it suffer so much in hundreds of years.
"Ouch, a gun can't kill you, I didn't expect my dagger to be so powerful?" Wushuang was bold, and now he could have taken the opportunity to run for his life, but he was good, seeing that this guy was seriously injured, he turned around and swung the dagger and stabbed the monster in the chest again.
The monster recognized the power of this dagger, endured the pain of the wound and jumped up, and its huge body smashed the wooden window of the temple and fled in a hurry. By the time Wushuang and Ma Ya chased out of the temple gate, the heavy fog behind the monster had long since disappeared.
"Old ginseng, what kind of monster is this?" asked Wushuang by patting the dust on his body.
"How can you kid be more daring than Wu Gongyao? Do you even dare to provoke it? Do you know that this monster is a ghost in Xing'anling Mountain! Today, Huang Xian and I have carried the black pot for you, and I am afraid that it will be a big deal in the future, this guy will not let go of us, let alone the villagers of Heilongtun, now that Ma Sihai Yang's life is over, without him, this monster will become even more unscrupulous!" "Lao Shan Shen is very afraid of that monster, and it is estimated that he has been angry with him in the mountains for thousands of years.
"I'm afraid of what it will do! Isn't it just a big monkey? If you don't do it, where will it hide outside of this Dharma Body Temple?"
"Are you crazy? That monster just didn't know what happened to you two, you accidentally hit and injured your claws, and if you ran into it again, you wouldn't have such good luck. You two go, go, run as far as you want!"
Wushuang lit a cigarette and asked, "Look at what scared you, you haven't answered me yet, what kind of monster is it?"
"It was originally a black-haired ape in Lingzi, cunning and suspicious by nature, and lived longer than me. Later, the Manchurians built the Black Dragon Temple on the top of the mountain, and it would come to the Black Dragon Temple every night to absorb the essence of the aura of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and the Tao would be deep after a long time. ”
"What are you talking about? This Dharmakaya isn't it?" Wushuang removed the tarpaulin from the offering table and climbed onto the idol to wipe the dust and cobwebs clean.
He and Ma Ya took a closer look, and this statue turned out to be a white dragon, the white dragon had five claws under its belly, and it spit Zhu Dan in its mouth, which was mighty and domineering. But the strange thing is that this small temple is called the Black Dragon Temple, why is it a white dragon enshrined in it? Could it be that this white dragon is the Dharma body of the legendary White Dragon King of Tianchi in Changbai Mountain?
Wushuang walked out of the Black Dragon Temple, stood on the top of the Black Dragon Mountain and looked down, the forest and sea below were lush and green, although this mountain was not the commanding height in the Xing'an Mountains, but it happened to be in the position of entering the mountain pass. The intentions of the people who built the Black Dragon Temple are obvious, and what they want is to use this small temple to block the leyline dragon qi in the Xing'an Mountains. Coupled with the thought of what he saw and heard in the Dragon Cutting Ridge in the last few months, Wushuang estimated that this should be done by the same person, he wanted to completely break the dragon qi of Xing'an Ridge, so that the overlord dragon qi who started from Xing'an Ridge was afraid of damage, and the future generations would not be blessed.
Down the mountain, that thick fog was moving rapidly northward. Wushuang held the Mosin Nagant gun in his hand and pulled the trigger in that direction, and the Mosin Nagant gun made a huge roar that shook the valley, and frightened birds and beasts flew wildly.
"Old mountain ginseng, if we help you get rid of the mountain ghosts, do you have a way to save my second grandfather?"
"I don't need you to say this, I will naturally do my best, old man, but...... In the future, I advise you two to go quickly, how far and how far to run, the mountain ghosts of Xing'an Mountains have killed countless people for hundreds of years, and almost all of the hunters who went into the mountains to hunt in groups died in its hands, while it was injured, you should leave quickly, I believe it will not dare to embarrass me. ”
"Okay, I'll be relieved to have your words, take us to him!" Wushuang smiled with satisfaction as he carried the Mosin Nagant gun.
Lao Shan Ginseng stroked his long white beard and said, "Okay, since you insist on doing so, then I will sue you." Twenty miles away from the northwest of Heilong Mountain, there is a Yin Wind Valley, there is a water pool in the valley, and the spring of the water pool is not frozen in all seasons. There is an ancient tomb in the Yin Wind Valley, there is an ancient corpse of the Yuan Dynasty buried under this tomb, the corpse has become evil, he goes out of the mountains day and night to do evil, and the mountain ghost and old monkey have some friendship, although I have no chance to see, but I expect that the ancient corpse of the Yuan Dynasty should be a woman. When the mountain ghost is injured, he will go here to find the corpse. ”
The old ginseng said again, I want to go to you, I won't touch the mold. These two guys are deep, you two are afraid that you will not return in the next life, I have to go and ask Ma Sihai to prepare two coffins for you.
"Ahh He'll be worried. Ma Ya said.
"Are you stupid? Old Mountain Ginseng is going back to save your grandfather!" Wushuang re-entered the Lingzi to explore this time, not only for the sake of mountain ghosts, but also wanted to dive into the cracks of the eternal earth to see what secrets were hidden underneath. As long as you find the secret passage that the Russians secretly carved, you can definitely avoid the evil in the ridge and reach the crack in the ground.
Two young men who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth went down the mountain side by side with guns in hand.
Lao Shan Shen looked at their distant backs and sighed in his heart: He really deserves to be Wu Gongyao's descendants, he has courage and knowledge, no wonder Wu Gongyao asserted that the big monkey would die in the hands of his descendants fifty years later.
In the black dragon tun at the foot of the mountain, Lu Haotian stole an old hen in the tunzi. As soon as he entered the house, he heard a gunshot from the other side of the ridge.
"Mouse, the fog has cleared?" Ma Sihai was clear-eyed.
"Well, just dispersed, who knows what kind of demon this kid is? I guess he fired the gun just now. Old man, grab a chicken for you, will I slaughter it?" Lu Haotian threw the old hen to the ground.