In the dead of night, on a country road, if there is no light of the stars and moon, you can't walk.

Even with torches, few people travel alone at night in the wilderness.

But Chen Yun finally ran to the city to grab medicine, and then rushed home, and walked at night.

Ordinarily.

It's nothing to walk at night.

Before he crossed over, he didn't walk at night?

When he was camping, he had never been anywhere, and he had never been afraid.

But since he traveled to this strange dynasty and knew that this place was called Guobei County, and there was a Lanruo Temple outside Guobei County, he was stunned.

You must know that Lanruo Temple in Guobei County has a reputation that is not too loud, and it turns out to be the world of a Chinese ghost story.

In other words, there will be countless demons and monsters in this world.

For this situation, Chen Yun's ability to accept it is also very strong, and he has even encountered it through himself, so it is not surprising that there is a demon and a monster.

Crickets......

The sound of insects gradually subsided, the grass on the side of the road swayed and swayed, and he kept following Chen Yun's footsteps, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and immediately stopped, clutched the torch in his hand tightly, and looked at the grass vigilantly.

Streaming down!

Accompanied by the sound of rustling.

A cloud of plush the size of a basin sprang out of the grass.

"What?!"

Chen Yun took two steps back cautiously, and when he looked closely, he found that it was a fat and round weasel.

This weasel is actually not afraid of people, and he stared at Chen Yun and stood upright, this weasel is really big, it looks about half a person tall.

At this time, the weasel stared at Chen Yun closely, and there was a green light in his small and round eyes.

This is definitely not an accidental encounter, nor did it provoke it, look at it like this, this weasel is specifically looking for himself?

Chen Yun pondered in his heart.

"Click, Titicaca......"

The weasel stared at Chen Yun with green eyes, and after staring at Chen Yun for a long time, he suddenly coughed like a tuberculosis ghost.

Something is wrong, how can this weasel cough like a human!

Chen Yun had an ominous premonition in his heart for no reason, and the torch in his hand was ready.

Although he was ready to wave the torch at any time, he was still silent on the surface.

He wanted to try, pretending not to see this thing, if he could get around.

Unexpectedly, just after walking a few steps, just about to bypass this weasel, the weasel who was coughing violently suddenly stopped.

"Ka!"

A heavy cough rang out.

The weasel opened its mouth and spat out a bloody piece of cartilage.

Chen Yun sighed in his heart: "It seems that you can't hide!" ”

This weasel behaves strangely and is definitely no ordinary beast.

If it is in the world before he travels, although there is also a legend of the yellow skin, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the ban that animals are not allowed to become spirits can ensure that the people will not encounter these so-called mountain spirits.

But what is the boundary here?

This is the world of a Chinese ghost story, there are monsters, ghosts, old demons of the Black Mountain in the underworld, and of course, swordsmen, Taoist priests and monks.

So the weasel in front of him is very likely to be the legendary evil spirit!

In other words, this is a weasel that has become a sperm.

At this time.

The weasel who was blocking the way shook his front paws and asked hoarsely, "Little ...... Little brother, do you think I look like a human or a god? ”

"I can speak human words, and I really have become a weasel!"

Chen Yun was shocked in his heart, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his back, although he was mentally prepared and prepared, but once he really encountered it, he found that his usual psychological preparation was not enough.

It seems that he should have met the legendary yellow skin begging for the seal!

Whether it is in the world before the crossing, or in Guobei County, which has not been long over.

He'd heard these legends told of them before.

It is rumored that if the five animals of 'fox yellow, white willow and gray' are successful in cultivation, they will intercept passers-by to ask for a mouth seal.

If you say it's like a human.

It will damage the road, and in turn will take revenge on the passerby, and the passerby will die.

And if it is said to be like God.

It can be cultivated to achieve positive fruits, become a family protector, and enjoy the incense sacrifice in the world.

But gods!

Who can be a god?

Although generally weasels will go to some people with a harder life to beg for a seal!

But this is not something that ordinary people can be gods!

In terms of hard life, who can be harder than Jiang Ziya?

But after he became a god, what happened to him?

Ordinary people, where is there such a great blessing to be a god.

So once he says that the weasel is like a god, not only will his own luck and good fortune be consumed because of this, but if it is not enough, his family and family members, blood relatives will also draw their luck and good fortune.

So once passers-by say that the weasel is like a god and give it a god, the passer-by who has been robbed of luck and good luck will lose his life because of this, and the rest of his life will be miserable!

It can even affect family members or clansmen.

So, basically no one wants to encounter this kind of spirit begging for a seal.

"Little brother, little brother!"

The big weasel's eyes flickered, and his tone was gloomy and urgent: "Look at me, do I look like a man or a god?" ”

It seems that he is really in a hurry, so while speaking, the huge fluffy tail behind it swayed, which should have been very good-looking, but in Chen Yun's eyes at this time, it looked like a yaksha demon who chose people to devour.

Chen Yun was silent for a moment, tightened the medicine bag in his left hand and the torch held tightly in his right hand, looked at the big weasel and whispered, "I see you like ......"

“…… Like a hammer! ”

After saying a word, the torch in Chen Yun's hand swept across the weasel's head and ears with lightning speed.

From the sound of "bang", it can be heard how strong this stick is, because the stick that Chen Yun used to tie the torch was a hard raw wood, which was not easy to be burned out after being wrapped around Songming.

Songming, who was wrapped around the stick, immediately scattered and flew out after this stick, and almost died.

Fortunately, the pine firewood scattered around was still burning even if it fell to the ground, and because it fell into the grass on the side of the road, it also ignited a pile of half-withered grass.

can allow Chen Yun to continue to wave the heavy wooden stick in his hand in the dark night, and accurately knock it on the weasel's head.

"Recruit Lao Tzu, who is not good to recruit Lao Tzu, and I don't ask who Lao Tzu is before coming?

Do you really think that crossing the former Lao Tzu's Guangnan West Road game world double-flower red sticks is fake?

On Quang Nam West Road, except for the bench, the rest of the four-legged ones are food, and you broken weasel still want to scare me? ”

His mouth was roaring and braking, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

Even if it is a spirit, under such a sudden swing of a stick, it has to hate the northwest.

In layman's terms, it is killed.

What's more, when the weasel begged for the seal, almost all the demonic power and essence of the whole body were supplied to the Yuan Shen, just waiting to get the mouth seal of this passer-by, and take away his fortune and life for transformation.

Unexpectedly, this passer-by was so daring!

A stick came over, and it directly acted on the head without demon protection, and the weasel without demon protection was still a weasel after all, especially this stick, which just knocked on the weasel's ear hole, and it entered the soul!

Add a few more sticks, and you really die like this.

To be honest, if you change the time, change the place, or even the part you hit a little wrong, the result today will be very different.

However, everything is afraid of the word coincidence, or for this weasel, this is a catastrophe?

Just as the twitching body of the weasel, who was half a man tall standing on the ground, gradually became calm and no longer breathless.

In Chen Yun's mind, a voice suddenly came.

"Weasel hunted for 120 years, and there is a demon pill in its body.

The cooking guide to the Shan Hai Jing is as follows: ...... Remove the odor glands from the body, blanch and simmer.

Take lemongrass root, sugar cane, star anise...... Cover and neutralize the odor with the following heat......

If the cooking method is qualified, the soup is tender and delicious.

Food, lightweight, strong, longevity.

After being stewed by qualified cooking methods, the demon pill can exhaust its demon poison......"

Chen Yun was stunned, sure enough, all the traversers had gold fingers, and his gold fingers had finally arrived.

He almost couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile, if it wasn't night, and this was a wilderness, and there was a weasel in front of him who had become a spirit but was killed by his own plot.

He looked at the scroll that appeared in his mind, and on it appeared three large characters of cloud seals, "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".