With the current strength of Chen Qingshan's three people, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Confucian cultivators of the three realms in front of him.

Just as the three of them were thinking about how to deal with the old man, they saw the flying figure of the old man condense in the air, as if they were being targeted by some terrifying existence, and they didn't dare to move at all.

The thunderbeast on the other side let out a wail, and then collapsed to the ground, shivering.

I saw a turquoise head hanging high and appeared in the sky above Shanshi Town, its turquoise scales dripping with an emerald luster, showing a translucent state.

It was the Mountain King from Shanshi Town who had arrived, and it was clear that he would not allow anyone to cause trouble in Shanshi Town.

"A pillar of incense, leave Shanshi Town." A gentle and majestic voice rang out.

The mountain lord poked his head out of the clouds above, like a god, and faintly, he could see his huge figure hidden in the clouds.

"Lord Shanjun, the younger one is from the Luohe Wang clan, and he is the same clan as Lord Tiandaohou." The old man in black clasped his fists and saluted, reported his origin, and hoped to use the name of the Heavenly Sword Marquis to make the Mountain Monarch retreat, although the Mountain Monarch was strong, but compared to the existence of the Heavenly Sword Marquis, it was still a little worse.

Shanjun was not annoyed, just spit out the letter, staring at the old man in black motionlessly.

The old man in black had a numb scalp, so he quickly lowered his head and stopped talking.

After a long time, the majestic male voice sounded again, but it was a little less gentle and a little more solemn than before.

"I'll let you go, understand?" A cyan thunderbolt appeared from next to the Mountain Monarch, and the momentum was huge, resounding throughout the entire Mountain Stone Town.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more solemn, the old man in black was scared after all, and gritted his teeth: "Yes, the little one understands." ”

Then he waved his hand and was about to leave with his young master.

When they were about to leave Shanshi Town, a wall of qi appeared, and in an instant, all the people and horses of the Luohe Wang clan were shocked, as if they had been hit in the chest by a sledgehammer, and red blood spat out of their mouths.

The voice of the Mountain Monarch appeared in their ears: "You hurt the creatures of my Mountain Stone Town, this is a punishment. ”

The old man in black covered his chest, remained silent, bowed to the mountain king, and left quickly with people.

Wang Lang's eyes were full of indignation, and he wanted to say something.

Seeing this, the old man in black hurriedly added: "Young master, don't forget the entrustment of the little marquis, the overall situation is important." ”

Hearing this, Wang Lang suppressed the disobedience in his heart and left in a huff.

After the people of the Luohe Wang clan left, Shan Jun looked at Chen Qingshan and the others.

Shanjun didn't have much ill will towards the three of them, but after giving an order to "don't make trouble in the town", he disappeared.

Chen Qingshan and the three of them raised their heads and looked at the departing mountain monarch, but at this time, they saw the disappeared raccoon merchant flashing out of the crowd with a bamboo basket on his back.

Perhaps because Sanzang blocked the catastrophe for him, he felt a little reluctant in his heart, so the raccoon merchant cautiously greeted Chen Qingshan and the others.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing the raccoon coming, Chen Qingshan didn't have a good air, it was the two-foot little guy in front of him who broke Sanzang's appearance, and almost put the three of them in danger of life and death.

The raccoon didn't speak, but put down the bamboo basket in front of the three of them, rummaged through it, took out a small black box, and handed it over.

"This is a healing muscle scatter, which is good for wound healing and does not leave scars." The raccoon merchant spoke.

Chen Qingshan took it, smelled it, there was a faint medicinal fragrance, and after confirming that there was no problem, he handed it over to Sanzang.

After saying thank you to the raccoon, Sanzang took out the pale white ointment and applied it to the wound, which began to squirm as if recovering.

After a pillar of incense, Sanzang's face returned to its original state, leaving only a red mark, and after tonight, the red mark faded, and it was the same as before.

Seeing Sanzang recovering, the raccoon immediately became active, and even more arrogantly puffed up his chest and patted it.

"How about it, Huanye's medicine is powerful."

There was a smile in Sanzang's eyes, and he nodded in agreement.

Chang Xin and Chen Qingshan were noncommittal, Chang Xin was a smart person, and began to ask about the reason why the raccoon was hunted down.

Speaking of this, the raccoon's face immediately changed, and he lost the posture he had just now.

The language is even more inarticulate.

"That guy bought something from me, but he said that Huanye lied to him, so he chased Huanye for three streets."

Chang Xin asked: "What did you sell him?" ”

Even Chen Qingshan's curiosity also came up, and he poked his head over and looked at the raccoon.

The raccoon held his forehead humanely and said, "Thousand machine boxes." ”

"Oh?"

At this time, Chang Xin reacted and let out a cry of surprise.

He had heard Bai Fuzi say that the so-called Thousand Machine Box was a gadget created by the machine warlocks, and unlike siege machines or machine puppets, the Thousand Machine Box had only one purpose, which was to hide things.

And the Thousand Boxes have existed since the birth of the Machine, and its history is so long that it is almost impossible to recount.

Something was hidden in it by the predecessors, and then handed down, and opened by the descendants, and until it was opened, it was completely impossible to predict what was inside.

Chang Xin told Chen Qingshan and Sanzang about the origin and purpose of the Thousand Machine Box, and then said to the raccoon: "So after the prince of the Wang family opened the Thousand Machine Box, he got a very bad thing?" ”

The raccoon nodded, as if he was a little aggrieved, and it took a long time to spit out the two words.

"Night pot."

Hearing this, Chen Qingshan finally knew why Wang Lang was so crazy, and couldn't help laughing.

The raccoon crossed his waist, was a little angry, and spat out dirty words: "Fuck, which old antique is so boring, put this kind of thing in a thousand machine boxes, something that is not ashamed!" ”

As if ashamed of selling something like this, the raccoon didn't recover for a long time.

In the end, the raccoon took out another octahedral box and handed it to Sanzang, saying that it was to repay his kindness, and as for what it was after opening, it all depended on Sanzang's luck.

And this box is naturally a thousand machine box.

The raccoon thanked him again, said goodbye, and left.

The third son continued to find an inn to rest, and by the way, he found a quiet place to see what the thousand boxes could open.

When they entered a store, the three of them saw a familiar figure, it was the young man who called himself Thirteen.

Then, I saw the woman who had brought Dao 13 back to Shanshi Town come out of the kitchen, and it turned out that this shop was opened by Aunt Wang, who was dressed as a peasant woman.

"It's fate." Sanzo smiled and sat down in the store.

When Aunt Wang saw the guests, she wiped the grease on her hands on her apron and hurried over to greet her.

After seeing the three of them clearly, he also apologized for Dao Thirteen and Chen Qingshan and others: "I hope the three guests don't be surprised, Thirteen, this kid is not bad except for the chatter, in fact, he is not bad-hearted." ”

When Dao Thirteen next to him heard this, he was anxious: "Auntie, I am not happy when you say this, I am the first disciple of Kunlun!" ”

Aunt Wang made tea for Chen Qingshan and the others, and said: "What Kunlun first apprentice, you are confused again, since you were a child, you have never left this town, let alone Kunlun." ”

Dao Thirteen is an orphan who was adopted by Aunt Wang and his wife, so Aunt Wang knows Dao Thirteen very well. Dao 13 is good at everything, that is, he likes to dream, and after dreaming, he likes to do things that make people scratch their heads.

One moment said that he was the reincarnation of an immortal, and another time said that he wanted to walk the world and save the people from fire and water, and today, he made a Kunlun first disciple.

Because Dao Thirteen loves to dream, Aunt Wang and his wife specially invited the Mountain Monarch to see it, but even the Mountain Monarch couldn't say why, and later saw that Dao Thirteen was fine, and Aunt Wang and his wife went with Dao Thirteen.

Chen Qingshan had a question and asked Aunt Wang: "Why did the thirteenth know that we were going to Chang'an?" ”

Aunt Wang smiled: "Most of the people who have passed through this Longji Mountain Range are going to Chang'an, what do you say, guest?" ”

This Dao Thirteen couldn't sit still at all, and hurriedly explained: "Auntie, do you know that the immortals are in a dream, a few days ago, a Kunlun immortal appeared in my dream!" ”

"Oh? Then tell me what the immortal looks like. Aunt Wang smiled.

Dao Thirteen was stunned at this time, a little embarrassed, and seeing the curious eyes of Chen Qingshan and others, he swallowed and said, "Dog, that's a big white dog." ”

As Dao Thirteen's words fell, there was a sound of laughter in the hall.

An immortal came in a dream, and the immortal was actually a dog, which was a big joke in the world.

Chen Qingshan covered his head, feeling that this Dao Thirteen seemed to be really frightened by a dream.

Dao 13 wanted to say something, but was stopped by Aunt Wang's eyes: "Come with me to cook for the guests, you come to light the fire." ”

"Oh, I see." Dao Thirteen was weak, and followed Aunt Wang into the kitchen, completely lacking the spirit just now.

After a while, the dishes were served, all of them were stir-fried in the mountains, but the taste was good.

Seeing that Sanzang was a monk, Aunt Wang also prepared some vegetarian food very intimately. At the invitation, Aunt Wang and Dao 13 had dinner with Chen Qingshan and others.

This time, Dao Thirteen rarely closed his mouth, but Aunt Wang was praising the goodness of the mountain monarch in Shanshi Town.

"If it weren't for Lord Shanjun, how could we have lived such a good life!"

Between the words, it was all gratitude to Shanjun, and Chen Qingshan couldn't help but think of the figure in the clouds just now.

Combined with what Aunt Wang said and what I saw today, this Lord of the Mountain is indeed a great demon. Like the Peach Blossom Lady in Jishui Town, she has a good heart.

From this point of view, demons are not necessarily more terrible than people, but there are some people in this world who eat people without spitting out bones, and they are three points worse than that demon.

Chen Qingshan served a bowl to eat, and some of them didn't think that as soon as he left Jishui Town, he encountered many interesting things.