This time, they dealt with the hairy people together, led by the previous wolf demon general, with more than a dozen wolf demons, including the wolf king's own son.

It can be seen that the wolf king actually attaches great importance to this battle.

When Zhuang Nan walked out, he looked around and found that there were many old, weak, sick and disabled wolves gathered on several mountains near the slope, which was very dense.

"I said, are you already forced by the Maoren to have little activity territory left?"

When the wolf demon general heard this, he immediately retorted:

"Nonsense, this group of mountains has a vast area, and there are not many hairy people, although we can't fight it, but we just dodge, and there is no problem."

"Really?"

Zhuang Nan looked around, touched his chin and said,

"Although the place is big, it is not a suitable place for wolf demon cultivation, there shouldn't be many, right?"

Asked by Zhuang Nan, the wolf demon general was suddenly choked and stopped talking.

The little wolf king said:

"There's nothing to hide, those hairy people have the ability to gather momentum.

Every time they conquered one of these mountains, the qi veins of that place would be driven to their lair by the Mao.

It is also because of this that the originally prosperous mountains have gradually deteriorated in the direction of poor mountains and bad waters. ”

Hearing this, Ye Ming nodded, and made a sudden appearance:

"I see."

As he spoke, he heard the sound of a fight and the wailing of wolves in front of him.

When everyone who came looked at it, they saw that there were more than a dozen hairy people who were torturing and killing the wild wolves.

Most of these hairy people's bodies are as strong as gold and iron, but there are some whose physical strength is not high, and they also have other skills, which are very powerful.

It can be said that only wolf demons can cause some damage to the hairy people, and those ordinary wild wolves are not the same enemy at all.

When the wolf demon general saw the wild wolves falling on the ground, his anger exploded, and he led a group of wolf demons to rush forward and fight with the hairy people.

Yeming pointed to a hairy man and said to Zhou Shisheng:

"Zhou Zhuangshi, you go and deal with that one and lead it to the forest."

Knowing that Yeming should be aiming at the weakness of this hairy man, Zhou Shisheng did not hesitate, rushed out with a spear, and fought with the hairy man.

That Mao man is a lot taller than Zhou Shisheng, his combat effectiveness is very strong, and his frontal combat power can directly suppress Zhou Shisheng.

There's no need to even feint defeat now, it's really impossible to really retreat.

Zhou Shisheng retreated while fighting, and entered the deeper part of the forest.

This is in the mountains, and the so-called forest is actually more trees than other places, and it is a little darker.

This hairy man continued to attack, and he couldn't take down Zhou Shisheng for a long time.

After entering the darker part of the forest, it can be clearly seen that the hairy man seems to be a little irritable, and the attack is even more crazy.

Just as he was attacking Zhou Shisheng with all his might, two people suddenly came out behind him.

It's none other than Yeming and Zhuang Nan.

At this time, one of them was holding a black cloth bag, and the other was pulling a rope attached to the cloth bag.

Ye Ming threw it hard, and the cloth bag was thrown out, directly covering the hairy man's head.

Zhuang Nan immediately pulled hard to pull the cloth bag tight.

The cloth bag on the hairy man's head immediately tightened, and as far as the eye could see, it was all darkness.

The hairy man could not see anything, and what he saw was pitch black, and he immediately cried out in terror, and could no longer care about attacking.

Stretch out your sharp claws to scratch the sack.

Zhou Shisheng, who had been fighting against him, had long known that those two were trying to figure out a way.

At this time, he naturally would not let the hairy man get his wish, and the spear swung and hit the hairy man's two wrists twice in a row.

The hairy man screamed and temporarily dislocated his wrist.

And it was just like that, the hairy man who was dark in front of him, after two convulsions of fear, fell to the ground, and was scared to death.

Thousands of nights, took off the black cloth bag, and said with a smile:

"Sheepskin remembers, this guy is afraid of the dark, even at night, he sleeps with his eyes open, and survives by looking at other bright things."

Zhuang Nan was a little puzzled and said: "These wolf demons obviously have a way to grasp the weaknesses of the hairy people, and they have been bullied so badly, it is inevitable that they are a little unreasonable!" ”

"Who knows, people obviously didn't tell us something, after all, we are only working together temporarily."

Yeming said casually, as if he wasn't interested in what the wolf demon hadn't told.

Zhou Shisheng saw that he had successfully eliminated a hairy man, turned around, and planned to go there again to continue hunting hairy people.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yeming and Zhuang Nan reaching out left and right and pressing on his shoulders and pulling him back.

The two asked in unison:

"Why are you going?"

"Naturally, it's to deal with hairy people."

Zhou Shisheng didn't know what kind of fame these two were going to make, and he felt a little strange.

Zhuang Nanyan heard this and asked, "No, you really plan to cooperate with the wolf demon?" ”

"Didn't we bring up the matter of cooperation first?"

Zhou Shisheng's honest attributes exploded.

Ye Ming shook his finger and said, "That's just a lie, in fact, it's just to fool the wolf demon to help us block the hairy man." ”

Zhuang Nan added: "Now that the hairy people are blocked, why don't you take the opportunity to slip away?"

Anyway, our goal is to get out of this group of mountains, and we don't fight with the hairy people! ”

"However, the ...... of cooperation is agreed."

Zhou Shisheng was a little uncomfortable with the sudden changes of these two guys.

Do you scholars have so many eyes in mind?

And the two of them didn't care so much, one left and one right, holding Zhou Shisheng's arm and pulling him away from here together.

Sure enough, all the hairy people in the rear were dragged, and there were no pursuers at all.

Ye Ming and Zhuang Nan glanced at each other, and they were very proud.

After walking for a while, the grass and trees in front of me are faintly visible, and it seems that you can walk a relatively easy road.

It's just that before the three of them can get out of the deep forest, they hear the sound of chanting coming from there.

Looking through the branches and leaves in the forest, it can be seen that there is an old monk sitting three feet above the ground, sitting cross-legged in the air.

The old monk was dressed in a black robe, stained with blood.

The eyebrows and beards are all dead gray, and there is a terrifying horror on the body.

Thirteen skulls were also hung around its neck, and an arm bone was held in its hand, striking a skull with a tooth-aching wooden fish sound.

The old monk closed his eyes and knocked on the "wooden fish", reciting Buddhist scriptures, which sounded very ugly, and there was a temptation to attract people to drift in the sound of chanting.

Zhuang Yan saw that the old monk had his back to this side, silently retracted his head, and glanced at Ye Mingdao:

"I suddenly felt that it was better to be a man of his word, and he said that he would cooperate with the wolf demon.

Then there must be difficulties to carry together, how can you ignore the safety of your allies and get away with yourself, and let them face the powerful hairy people alone? ”

Yeming also nodded and said, "Yes, I agree with this too." Let's go, we'll go back to helping the allies now. ”

Seeing these two singing and harmonizing, Zhou Shisheng suddenly felt that an illiterate old man like himself was really pure-minded.

Seeing Zhou Shisheng's gaze, Zhuang could not say:

"Zhou Zhuangshi, don't look at me like that, I have to travel all over the world, if I don't explain in advance, I have to live as much as possible."

Zhou Shisheng looked at Yeming again, and Yeming also smiled:

"Zhou Zhuangshi, I can't just die, there are old and young, and there are a lot of Qingfu who don't enjoy it, but I can't just plant it here."

Well, you all have a reason.

But who allowed himself to promise to send this one home?

The three of them cautiously went back in the forest, for fear of alarming the old monk.

Fortunately, the old monk seemed to be indulging in chanting and did not find the three of them.

This made all three of them breathe a sigh of relief and continue to go back.

Just walking, Zhuang Nan didn't pay attention to his feet, and stepped on a piece of rotten wood.

A "crunch" sound was heard.

The old monk who was chanting heard the sound, and the chanting suddenly stopped.

A hoarse and ugly voice came out:

"I wonder who is listening to my Buddha's true meaning in the dark?"

When they saw the old monk, they couldn't pretend anymore.

Yeming shouted, "Run! ”

ran away, Zhuang Nan and Zhou Shisheng followed and ran together.

The old monk sat cross-legged in the air, slowly turned around, waved to the three people who fled, and said:

"Come!"

The three people who were running away were obviously desperately moving forward, but they were actually retreating.

The harder you run, the faster you retreat.

After a while, he had already run out of the dense forest and came to the old monk.

Zhou Shisheng saw that he couldn't seem to escape, and the spear in his hand stabbed suddenly, hitting the old monk's door.

It's just that after its attack approached the old monk, it seemed to encounter great resistance, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Even if you try your best, you will only get to the nose of the old monk, and you will not be able to enter a little.

The old monk with a face like Shura smiled slightly, and with a slight wave of his hand, he let the spear in Zhou Shisheng's hand fly out of his hand and stick it on the ground not far away.

Seeing this, Zhou Shisheng's complexion changed greatly, he didn't expect this old monk to be so powerful.

I also wanted to take off the cold cloud iron bow on my back again, but before I could move, I saw the old monk facing him a little, and an old vine in the mountain flew out, tied it tightly, and couldn't move.

On the contrary, Yeming and Zhuang Nan, who did not resist, were not restrained.

After the old monk restrained Zhou Shisheng, he recited the Buddha's name and said with a smile:

"This donor, you are too murderous."

and said to Yeming and Zhuang Nan,

"It's still these two donors."

Ye Ming waved his hand and smiled:

"Actually, it's not reasonable, the main thing is that you're dirty and smelly, and it's not good to be ugly, and you're afraid of dirty hands when you hit you."

Zhuang Nan nodded in agreement, and said a little afraid to look at the old monk:

"That's it, that's it, you're really sore on the top of your head, pus on the soles of your feet, and it's completely rotten."

Originally, he thought that these two ambitious Zhou Shisheng were stunned when they heard this.

These two really dare to say, why are they not afraid of death all of a sudden?

I thought that this old monk would be angry, but I didn't expect him to laugh and say:

"What the two donors said is that the poor monk is really bad now.

However, the poor monk himself felt that such a self was real.

The old monk who was kind and kind and saved the world before his death was too fake! ”

Ye Ming smiled and asked, "What about the real you now?" ”

"Every day is colorless, fleshless, and bloodless.

After becoming a ghost, kill three living creatures every day, eat its flesh and sleep its skin, and feel refreshed, and then a daughter, really happy like a fairy! ”

The old monk said very seriously, as if every sentence came from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Zhuang Nan weakly raised his hand and asked:

"Wait, everything else is easy to say, where does the color of this barren mountain make you happy?"

The old monk smiled: "The daughters of the hairy people are all beautiful, but the world doesn't understand them, so they think it's weird!" ”

Zhuang Nanyan heard this, his face twitched, and he smiled awkwardly:

"The master's taste is really different!"

Ye Ming asked again: "The master is not happy with blood, why don't you kill me?" ”

When the old monk heard this, he smiled gently:

"Poor monks kill lives, no more than three a day.

Unfortunately, three have already been killed today, so I can only ask a few to wait until tomorrow.

At that time, the poor monks will definitely make life worse than death. ”

Zhuang raised his hand weakly and said:

"Can't you give it a good time?"

"No, only by letting a few people fully understand the fear before death, can the poor monk feel happy, if he dies too happily, it will be very imperfect."

"Can I write a new suicide note first?"

"Yes."

"Thank you, master, you are so good, master, I wish you a good death, and you will never be reborn."

"Haha, the poor monk thanked the donor for his blessing."

"You're welcome, you have to like to listen, I can scold you for not repeating it all day."

"The donor should think about it, every time he scolds the poor monk now, it will make the poor monk accumulate a little more anger, and he will be tortured a little more before he dies."

"You didn't say it sooner! ...... Well, can I take back what I just said? ”

"I can't."

"***, you bald thief!"

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