Chapter 137: Weird Girl

The monk and the Taoist priest hugged each other tightly and rolled back and forth on the threshing field like a roller.

Everyone watched it and shouted wonderful.

Suddenly, the Taoist priest opened his mouth and bit the monk's fat ear, and he didn't let go of his mouth when he bit it, and the blood flowed out immediately, and the monk was in pain, "Ah...... Ah......h

The Taoist priest lets the monk scream, where will he let go? The monk endured the pain, freed up one hand, and reached out to grab the Taoist priest's right eye, almost not picking out his eyeball.

But after all, he couldn't pick out his eyeballs, and the monk shouted, "Loosen your mouth." ”

"Nope." The Taoist shouted, but when he opened his mouth, the ears came out. He couldn't bite it anymore.

The monk didn't really pick out his eyeballs, and the two of them rolled on the threshing field with each other.

Everyone watched the two of them roll lively, and they were all dumbfounded, and none of them had the strength to cheer anymore.

A few old people in the remote village couldn't stand it anymore, so they stepped forward and shouted, "Two masters, don't fight, you have something to say." ”

The two didn't tell the winner, how could they stop and talk about it.

Several old men went up, some pulled their arms, some pulled their legs, and wanted to separate the two of them, and it took a lot of effort from several old men to separate the two people who were holding them.

Still unconvinced, the two exclaimed, "Come again." ”

"Come on."

"I haven't decided the winner yet, so I'll fight again."

"Why didn't you decide the winner? Your sword wasn't blown away by me. ”

"I'm a fake, you know? Didn't your knife fly to the side? ”

The two did not distinguish between the winners and losers, but there was only one indicator for the leader.

What to do?

It's still these old men, who have lived most of their lives and have some experience in dealing with things.

The old men discussed with their master, Liao Yong, and divided the team into two teams, led by two leaders.

It seems that there is only that.

Liao Yong walked to the center and was about to announce the result of the discussion, when an old man shouted, "No." ”

Liao Yong asked, "Why not?" Divide into two teams and see which of them will make meritorious service first. ”

An old man asked, "May I ask Brother Liao, how do you think it is divided?" ”

"Let them choose their own leaders."

"This is not good, at that time, there will be more people in one team and fewer people in one team, and there will be opinions, which is not the best of both worlds."

"Brother Zheng, what do you think of the division?" Liao Yong humbly asked him for advice.

Brother Zheng said: "According to the table for lunch dinner, the people at the first table go to Fengchenzi Dao's strengths, and the people at the second table go to Master Jiankong. It's fairest to divide it like this. ”

"Yes, yes, it's best like this, or Brother Zheng has a way." Several old men echoed Brother Zheng.

This method is very good, there is no objection, and it is divided like this.

The Taoist chief stood on the left side of the wheat field, the monk Jiankong stood opposite, and the rest of the people walked to the two of them according to the table they sat at noon.

Yang Shucheng and Zou Cheng naturally walked to the team of Fengchenzi Dao Chief.

There are good people on both sides, and there are no objections.

Fengchenzi Daoist took out his demon mirror, but fortunately it was not broken, and Monk Jiankong took out his black rice bowl, looked at it, and did not break it. It seems that both of these things are treasures.

After dividing the two teams, each stood at the leader's place, and the two leaders said some words of encouragement, and finally said, "It's late to-day, tomorrow is dawn, and we will set off on time to hunt the banshee."

It's not too late now, and all the high rollers who came to Hongshi Liang Village went around together. Yang Shucheng and Zou Cheng were together, and they also went around.

In the house, a charcoal fire was burning, and several old men, the master Liao Yong, and the two leaders gathered together to discuss the specific way to hunt the banshee tomorrow. This is a meeting of the chiefs, and no one else can attend.

Yang Shucheng and Zou Cheng walked together, and after walking around, they saw that the sky was still bright and dinner was not ready, so they walked to the mountains to hang out.

At this time, the sky was dark, the north wind was howling, the weather was cold, and it was about to snow heavily in the next few days.

All the high-rollers have returned to Liao's house, or the same meal at noon, this time, in addition to eating, drank a lot of wine, after drinking, the weather was cold, and they went to bed early.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, before dawn, everyone got up for breakfast. At the end of the meal, the master Xiaoyong picked up the wine bowl and gave a bowl of wine to the heroes who went into the mountain to hunt demons to avenge their sons, and wished them success.

After everyone finished drinking, they were divided into two teams, led by Fengchenzi and Jiankong monks, and under the leadership of Mu Yong's second son, they went into the mountains.

Walked for more than an hour, has walked into the ten thousand mountains, everywhere heavy mountains and mountains, cliffs, dense trees, into the mountain only some sheep intestine paths, is really a hidden monster of the maze.

At this time, the sky was dark, the wind was blowing strongly, and everyone tried to move forward, and they did not feel cold. It was getting snowy.

After walking for another two hours, it was almost noon, and they came to a valley, and the two chiefs arranged for everyone to set up camp, take out dry food, eat it, and drink some mountain springs.

asked Mu Yong's second son, and said that it was not far from the place where the banshee appeared last time.

It's a valley, but there's not even a birdsong. Only the mountain wind blew through the woods and made a terrible noise.

Everyone went deep into the dangerous place, but they did not dare to make a loud noise, each holding the weapon in his hand, and looking around nervously, there was danger at any time.

Everyone rested for a while, and Feng Chenzi and Jiankong stood up and led everyone to advance into the deep mountains.

The road was rougher, and the trees were all around to obscure the sun, and the two teams walked cautiously forward.

I came to a gentler place again. Here, the hillside was covered with grass, and suddenly there was a sound of birds, and a small stream was flowing beside it.

On the hillside, there is a group of white sheep grazing leisurely, these sheep are not surprised to see a group of high-rollers, but still eat grass by themselves.

On the hillside, there was a girl sitting on a white boulder, fifteen or sixteen years old, slender in stature, with picturesque eyebrows, eyes like autumn water, with her hands on her feet, her expression was peaceful, wearing a small red jacket, lined with the withered yellow weeds around her, she looked more and more bright, she was quietly looking at the flock of white goats in front of her.

On this silent barren mountain and deep ridge, a lonely girl herds sheep here, and it feels very strange to think about it.

These high-rollers are usually bold and reckless, dare to do anything illegal and undisciplined, and even if they kill someone, they will not frown. But today, I suddenly looked at this girl, one by one, like a clay sculpture and wood carving, I didn't dare to move, and I didn't dare to make a sound.

After a stalemate for a while, Feng Chenzi felt that he was a leader, and it was time to set an example, so he stepped forward bravely, took a few steps up, pretended to cough, and said, "Little girl, are you herding sheep here alone?" ”

The girl noticed that a group of people had arrived, stood up hurriedly, and replied crisply:

"I'm here alone." Looking at this group of students, he asked, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

Feng Chenzi said: "Little girl, where is your father?" Are you alone here herding sheep on a barren mountain, not afraid of wolves? ”

The girl replied, "I don't have a father, so there's no wolf here." ”

Monk Jiankong said a few words to the little girl when he saw the wind and dust, if he didn't come forward to speak, would he still be a leader? If you were cowardly, wouldn't your team all run to the stinky Taoist priest?

Therefore, Monk Jiankong also walked up and asked, "Little girl, there are a lot of jackals, tigers and leopards here, you are herding sheep here alone, it is very dangerous, where is your home?" Shall we send you home? ”

The little girl looked at her goats and said, "My goats are not yet full." ”

"Where is your home?"

"There." The little girl pointed to the opposite hill with her hand.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and sure enough, a thatched house was built in the middle of the mountainside.

It always feels strange to think of a little girl living in this barren mountain. Someone whispered, "Isn't this beautiful little girl, who lives here alone, afraid?" ”

"She's so pretty, she can't be a banshee, right?"

The man looked at the second son of Xiaoyong and asked.

The second son replied: "Last time, not far from here, we met a banshee, who was also so young and beautiful, turned out to be a banshee, and my brother was killed by the banshee. ”

It turned out that the two brothers went into the mountains to hunt, and met a beautiful girl, and there was no one around, so they immediately became obscene and went up to molest, and the girl became angry and killed his brother, and the younger brother was so frightened that he turned around and ran down the mountain, and he couldn't even care about his brother's corpse.

Therefore, he replied, "It could also be a banshee." ”

At this time, Feng Chenzi retreated down the mountain, and he also heard the whispers of everyone, and he also believed that this girl was a banshee.

There are also some people who also have the intention of the two brothers at that time, and want to catch such a beautiful banshee back, anyway, there are so many people who came this time, and there are many people, are you still afraid of a little girl?

Therefore, the high rollers looked at the girl with a look of covetousness on their faces.

This Fengchen Taoist has insight into the world, and of course he knows what these people are thinking.

Feng Chenzi quietly raised the demon mirror, looked at the girl, glanced at it, and then turned his head and whispered to everyone:

"It's a banshee."