The monk entered the wilderness, climbed an ancient tree, built a pergola, looked around, and decided to go southwest.

There is no other reason, if it falls into the grass and becomes a demon, it will definitely set up camp in the southwest.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, which could not be concealed by the bright night, was like ten thousand clouds of smoke, diffusing and spreading, gathering in the southwest valley.

There must be demons in such a treasure of feng shui.

It guessed right, there were not only demons in that direction, but also big demons.

"King, this is it!"

As soon as the monk of the lamp grass emerged from the dense forest, he ran into a jackal head-on.

This wolf is born to be evil.

He has grayish-brown fur, only the neck is white, and it looks like a lion's mane.

Eye-catchingly, it has lost a piece of fur on its left cheek, which seems to have been left behind in the battle, which makes it look even more ferocious!

At the feet of the jackal, the rat spirit who had a relationship with one side stood up, pointing at the lamp grass monk with a thief's eyebrows.

Seeing this, the monk of Dengcao was scattered, where could he have thought that this rat spirit would have a backer?

I didn't think about it for a while, so I turned around and ran.

The forest is as deep as weaving, and the shrubs are thick, just right for the nine-inch-tall lamp grass monk to hide and escape.

Unexpectedly, the jackal has the guidance of the rat spirit, and he can't get rid of it.

The speed is as fast as lightning, even if the monk of the lamp grass has the help of copying, as fast as a galloping horse, but the body is too small, running ten steps is not as good as one step, not running far, and eating a claw.

"Phew! If you dare to kill me, my Taoist master will definitely skin you! ”

The monk of the lamp grass snorted and flew out, and after landing, he got up and didn't run anymore, plucked up his courage, and pointed angrily at his waist and threatened.

"Bah, your Taoist master is so powerful, why are you still running when you see us? You are a herb spirit who grew up eating urine, and you colluded with the bull's nose to act for the tiger, and dare to intimidate the king of our family? ”

Before the jackal could speak, the rat spirit couldn't wait to jump out, showing off his might with a look of vigour.

"Hey, you are allowed to fake the tiger, and we are not allowed to fight with people?"

The monk of Dengcao glanced at the jackal, and when he saw that it did not kill the killer in the first place, he immediately opened his mouth to refute.

"Father, don't talk nonsense with him, this kind of pickled thing that colludes with human beings, if you catch it, you should be executed!"

An angry rebuke came from the dense forest behind the jackal.

Looking closely, I saw a pair of dark green tricks lit up in the dark forest, like phosphorus fire on a dry grave, which made people look cold.

This is a wolf, a pack of wolves?

When the monk saw this scene, he was terrified, his knees weakened, and he almost knelt down.

"Who dares to kill me?"

The monk of the lamp grass roared loudly, and after drinking the wolves, he hurriedly mustered up the courage to intimidate:

"Open your mung bean eyes and take a good look at your monk? Dao Ye can say, I am the creation of heaven and earth, born in human form, this is the auspicious rui born and raised! Kill me, my Taoist master will wash the barren mountains in blood. ”

The lamp grass monk was desperately sticking gold on his body, while peeking at the jackal's reaction.

The jackal didn't speak, and let his subordinates sing and harmonize, as if intending to take the opportunity to probe his heels.

"Fart, full of lies, you are a bald donkey, will other Taoist priests accept you as a servant?"

"You're farting! The Buddha is the Tao, and the Taoist of my family has great powers, how can you be a mountain monster who can speculate? ”

"Since you have such great powers, what are you sending to deceive the king's subordinates?"

The jackal, who had not spoken, finally opened his mouth, and a pair of tricks exuded a faint green glow in the night wind.

"Hui Lujun's words, my Taoist master picks the sun and swallows the moon, enjoys the incense of all the people, is full of smoke, Ye Ran is like a god, walking in the mountains, a hundred ghosts tend to avoid, thousands of demons are hiding, and I can't find anyone if I have the heart to ask a few words, so I sent the little monk into the mountain to find people to ask."

Monk Dengcao rolled his eyes, learned the words in Zhang Yuanwai's study, and answered fluently.

The jackal became more and more suspicious when he heard this.

Because it really smelled a quintessential incense smell on the lamp grass monk.

"Oh? Dare to ask what the chief wants to ask? ”

"Come to Immortal Town!"

The sound fell, and there was a sudden noise in the dense forest, faintly with claws scratching, venting uneasiness.

"Sure enough, I came to Xianzhen!"

"Another bull's nose who is not afraid of death."

"The grievances of tens of thousands of people can be resolved by ordinary people?"

The jackal stared at the lamp grass monk who was not enough to stuff his teeth, and a hint of jealousy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Since coming to Xianzhen and turning into a ghost snake overnight, there is no shortage of high-ranking monks and Taoists who have come to overtake it, but after so many years, the ghost snake is still there.

The people who came were either crazy or retreated in embarrassment.

It can be said that the ghost sings about the injustices of thousands of people, and hates blood for thousands of years.

"It turns out that I came to Xianzhen, so let's go with this king!"

The jackal was ambiguous, and after saying that, he turned and left.

Kill, it doesn't dare to kill.

But to let it go would also be detrimental to its majesty.

That Taoist priest dared to check on Xianzhen, he must have a bit of Taoism, why don't you first inquire about his heels and feet, and then talk about other things

Hearing this, the monk of Dengcao looked at the wild wolves coming from all around, and hurriedly followed, and his heart was about to cry.

- Master Dao, the little monk has not ruined your reputation, you must come to rescue the little monk!

Let's say that the king of Jackal Mountain returned to Wolf Valley and immediately gathered his subordinates to discuss countermeasures.

It didn't take long for the night mill mouse essence, the jumping cat rabbit essence, the little dragon black striped snake essence, and the red-billed kingfisher essence to come over.

If you take a closer look, they are all goblins who don't enter the stream, and they don't look shallow, but their strength is limited.

If you ask a hundred miles of wasteland, where are the other big spirits?

It was this mountain king who dismantled his bones and ate meat to fill the Tao.

The rest is not a strange thing, the food is tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon it, gather under the command, and act as a minions to explore the horse.

"Where's Yasan'er?"

The King of the Mountain looked around, his face changed suddenly, but the youngest son who was most valued was gone.

"The three kings are still there just now?"

The rabbit spirit subconsciously accosted.

"My lord, I saw that the three kings went northeast."

The red-billed kingfisher stands on the branch, chirping.

"Northeast direction...... Not good! ”

When the mountain king heard this, his face changed greatly, and a wolf howl entangled the wolves, and with a loud roar, he rushed out of the wolf valley and fled to the northeast.

- Ya San'er is the most arrogant, and he must not be able to see the arrogance of the bald donkey, so it is very likely that he will trouble the Taoist priest!

……

And that's exactly what happened.

……

The stars are wide and the night breeze is blowing.

After sending the Dengcao monk to inquire about the news, Mo Chuan found a mound and lay down, with his hands behind his head, looking at the starry sky, but his thoughts were not idle.

At this time, Yun Jiguan was teaching, but Mo Chuan didn't listen.

It is mainly a wilderness, not a place to listen to the sermons.

If you can't get down to business, you can only think crankily and let your thoughts fly.

"Click!"

An extremely subtle sound, like a dead branch breaking, suddenly came from not far away.

Mo Chuan was shocked, and his thoughts were suddenly scattered.

Suddenly turning his head to look, he saw that under the hazy starlight, a big wolf dog pounced with its teeth and claws.

By the time it was discovered, it was already too late.

Suddenly, Mo Chuan even smelled the stench of rotten flesh in his mouth!

He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and the incense around him surged, and he was about to escape back to the real world.

No, the moment the blood basin bit the back of his hand, Mo Chuan had a flash of inspiration, and Yuan Qi suddenly rose.

- [Fragmentation]

"Smack!"

The strong wind whistled past his ears, and the bloody breath went straight to his nose, and he heard a crackling sound of falling to the ground.

But I saw that the wolf dog that suddenly attacked was torn apart and shattered to the ground, as if it had been cut by some sharp weapon.

The dog's head was still biting the back of Mo Chuan's hand, but he had no strength, his two black eyes were round, and he was obviously terrified.

"Poor Dao also dares to sneak attack, it's really the old birthday star who eats arsenic and is tired and crooked!"

Mo Chuan looked at the dog's head hanging in his hand, and his fingers exploded.

"Whew!"

The dog's head screamed in pain, opened its mouth, and fell.

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and copied it, grabbed the dog's head ear casually, and lifted it up like a rabbit's ear.

He was about to ask.

"Stop hurting my son!

"Whew-"

A wolf howl sounded from the endless wilderness, Mo Chuan turned his head in astonishment, and saw that the mountains and fields were shaking, dust and smoke were rising, and a rolling earth dragon rolled out of the forest and roared.