Wang Yu watched the office and several people gradually blur in front of him, and knew that the fifteen-minute preparation time had arrived, and he began to enter the spiritual realm dungeon.

When the scene before him was clear again, he turned his head from side to side, and found himself on a path in the woods, with loess under his feet, and lush weeds not far from his feet, and tall and straight trees on both sides of the path, surrounded by insects and birds.

It doesn't look as weird and scary as the background of the copy is written, but it has a quiet and peaceful feeling.

He looked down at himself, dressed in a gray linen coat with a few holes scattered on it, with strips of linen torn around his wrists, and a pair of worn straw sandals on his feet.

Reaching out and touching the top of his head, he touched a hat, which felt not new, and the bamboo strips woven into the hat were pulped.

Touching his body up and down, he turned his head to look behind him.

In the background of the dungeon, it is said that the night walker wears a hat and a spear in his hand, and the hat is wearing, but the spear is not in his hand, it must be somewhere else!

Sure enough, as soon as he turned his head, he saw a scrawny gray donkey carrying a cloth bag with a steel gun about two meters long hanging next to the bag.

The donkey must have been quite old, his skin was a little loose, his face was scattered with long white hair, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and even his back was obviously sunken, of course, this could also be weighed down by the weight of the cloth bag and the steel gun.

Not only can it be seen from the appearance, but it is also very slow to respond to the outside world, at least, Wang Yu has stared at it for so long, and it has not reacted at all.

Wang Yu looked at the old donkey, touched his chin, and sighed in his heart: Poor and old donkey, a perfect match! If you give yourself a horse, you won't be able to ride it!

With a sigh of emotion, he turned and walked towards the old donkey, took its reins, and pulled it forward.

Since the main quest is to go to Zhengjia Village to find clues by yourself, you must first find Zhengjia Village.

I don't know the way, so let's go along the trail and see if I can meet a woodcutter or a hunter hunting, and ask them for directions.

What he never expected was that he hadn't asked anyone else yet, but was questioned by something else first.

He led the old donkey, and not long after walking, a small man wearing a straw hat and a sinister coat appeared in front of him, but his body was only half the height of an ordinary person.

When the little man heard the movement, he lowered his head and asked in an old and hoarse voice, "Housheng, do you think I look like a human or a god?" ”

As he asked, the little man lifted his head, revealing his face hidden by his straw hat.

That's not a human face at all!

The face is covered with yellow-brown fluff, the slightly pointed mouth shows sharp teeth, and he is smiling strangely at Wang Yu, the eyes are oval, there are dark spots at the upper and lower ends of the eye frame, and the pupils of the eyes are in the shape of straight strips.

Who is this TMD? It's a standing weasel!

Weasels blocking the way to ask for closure? Wang Yu looked at the weasel smiling at him with great interest, and the name popped up in his mind.

He had heard of this kind of thing for a long time, but he had never encountered it, and he didn't expect that he would really encounter it today.

If he is an ordinary person and encounters a weasel begging for a seal, it will be really unlucky!

If you don't answer, this weasel will definitely not let him go, how can an ordinary person run away in the face of a weasel demon who has at least dozens or hundreds of years of Taoism!

But if he answers, whether he answers like a man or a god, he will be unlucky!

If he answered like a man, this weasel would have lost decades of Taoism.

Then you can't hate him to death and make him a ruined family?

But if he answered like a god, it would be even worse.

This is a god!

From ancient times to the present, except for Jiang Ziya, who holds the god list, who can have this power?

A mere mortal trying to become a god in vain, isn't this self-defeating?

The end result is that he said that this weasel is like a god, and then suffers from the backlash of karma, which is equivalent to using himself as a sacrifice to sacrifice to the heavens, so that the weasel can get dozens or even hundreds of years of cultivation for nothing.

It's just that this weasel is unlucky, it didn't meet an ordinary person, but Wang Yu.

A third-level Dao boy, not to mention anything else, his physical fitness alone is comparable to a monster who has practiced for a hundred years!

"I see you like ......" Wang Yu chuckled and said these words, and then under the weasel's excited expression, his tone suddenly changed, and he said the next words coldly: "It's to find death!" ”

The weasel's originally excited expression froze on his face at once, and then his eyes showed a fierce light, and he grinned his teeth.

As one of the five great immortal families of the people, the Yellow Immortal Weasel will find passers-by to block the road and ask for a seal every time he cultivates for a certain number of years.

The original phrase was, "Do you think I look like a human?" ”

If the other party answers like this, then it can be cultivated to a great progress, and it will also give the other party a little benefit, and both parties will benefit each other; If the other party's answer is not good, then its cultivation will be greatly reduced, and it will naturally hold a grudge against the other party, and both parties will suffer!

Over time, the people in this place know this truth, and when they face Wong Tai Sin's bequest for sealing, they will say that it looks like a person.

But this time it's different!

The moment this weasel saw Wang Yu and saw his outfit, he knew that he was a nocturnal lang, but he also felt that he was different.

His body is full of yang energy, and his blood is many times more vigorous than ordinary people, so that when the monster sees him, he wants to eat his flesh and drink his blood!

If the man in front of him said that he was like a god, and with his qualifications, he sacrificed to the heavens, and it was very likely that he would be able to obtain hundreds of years of Taoism at once!

Even if he says that he is like a human, although he will lose decades of cultivation for no reason, he can justifiably eat this nocturnal lang!

Eating one of him is worth eating hundreds of people!

Don't lose yourself!

That's why it uses the phrase "Do you think I look like a human or a god"!

It's just that it never expected that this guy would dare to scare himself, and he really thought he was a nocturnal lang, so there was no one in his eyes?

It's just a young nightwalker, what kind of strength does it have? Dare to talk to yourself!

The more the weasel thought about it, the more angry he became, he looked at Wang Yu with bared teeth, and said in an old and sharp voice: "The older the night walker, the stronger the strength!" If a gray-haired old man had said such a thing to me, I'd turn around and leave! ”

"But you're just a hairy boy, and you are ashamed to say that I am looking for death? Then I'm going to see who will die, the two of us! ”

As he spoke, the weasel shook his head, threw aside the straw hat he was wearing, and then lay on the ground and pounced on Wang Yu.

It opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, aiming directly at Wang Yu's neck.

The thought of being able to drink fresh, hot blood right away gave rise to excitement in its eyes.

Wang Yu watched the weasel in the cloak pounce towards him, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer and disdain.

He didn't even take the steel gun on the donkey's back, and kicked it directly.

Forty-four yards of foot kicked the weasel in the face of thirty-eight yards, kicked it, flew backwards faster than it pounced, crashed directly into the tree next to the trail, and then slid down.

The weasel lying on the ground was motionless, not that it was seriously injured.

After all, it's a monster, and its body is still relatively strong, even if it is injured a second time, it hasn't reached the point where it can't move.

It's just confused.

At this age, a hairy boy, can actually see his attack path clearly? How fast can you get out of the foot? How can you kick yourself so far and kick so much?

How is this possible?

It felt that everything in front of it was beyond its comprehension.

But before it could come to its senses, it felt like its head had been trampled on, and it was too late to escape.

"You just said you're going to see which of the two of us is going to die, right? In other words, you want to kill me? ”

Even if the weasel's head was trampled on the ground, he clearly heard the voice coming from above his head, and just wanted to quibble, he heard the last sentence of his life:

"In that case, you can die!"

Wang Yu held the steel gun taken from the donkey's back in his right hand, plunged it directly into the weasel's neck, and then swiped to the side, instantly cutting a huge hole in its neck, and red blood mixed with meat foam splashed all over the ground.

The trachea was cut by the tip of the steel gun, and even if it was a monster, it couldn't wail, couldn't call for help, couldn't even breathe, and after a while, it lost its breath.

Seeing the weasel's body flutter a few times, and finally remained motionless, Wang Yu pulled out the steel gun and rubbed the blood stains on the steel gun on the weasel.

At last he checked to make sure that the gun was clean, and then he hung it back on the old donkey's back and led it along the path.

Leaving only the body of the weasel, lying alone in place, waiting to be eaten by other beasts!