Seeing that the black gas was again in the air, the sky was still a dusky yellow color dyed by the sunset, and after a long time, the water in the heart of the river surged, but it was a two-foot-long green-backed old turtle, and the turtle shell was full of dark green filaments and moss. The green-backed turtle slowly poked out and looked at the sky. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he slowly climbed ashore.

The old turtle climbed ashore, and when he saw that no one had touched the salted meat and wine, he nodded his head in satisfaction, stretched his neck, and drank wine in the clay bowl with a sigh. After a few sips of wine, the dark green algae moss on the tortoise shell gently intertwined, turning into a cloth-like thing, and the dark green tortoise shell looked like a short cloth coat.

At this time, no matter who looks at it, they can only see an old drunkard who has no image, lying on the ground and sucking and drinking, and there is no green-backed old turtle anymore.

Between the cracks in the rocks by the river, a stone toad the size of a fingernail crawled out. The little stone toad jumped into the air, a puff of smoke dispersed, and Wang Chaolai, who was dressed in monk's clothes, walked out, but he still had the stone axe pinned to his waist, and he looked very nondescript.

The stone toad spirit looked up at the black qi that had not been seen in the sky for a long time, and then looked at the old man Wu who was lying on his stomach in front of him who was only drinking, and couldn't help but hold his breath and shouted: "Old Mr. Wu, the group of killers have already left so that they can't see the shadows, and don't be in a hurry to drink." What kind of road is this, your old man always has to explain it to the little monk!"

Wu Laoweng lowered his head, sucked up the last drop of wine in the clay bowl, sat up unsatisfied, wiped his mouth, glanced at Wang Chao, and grinned silently.

This non-moving smile, coupled with the not-so-good-looking face of Wu Laoweng, if you want to change to a mortal here, you may be scared to death at a glance.

However, although Wang Chao, a toad monk, failed to cultivate at home, he also followed the experience of the old demon monk of Samara. He sat on the ground, dusted off the ashes on the monk's clothes with his sleeves, pouted and said: "Mr. Wu, don't tell lies in front of our real people, when the little monk is making monsters in Guanzhong, what kind of means have you never seen? However, this kind of strange thing is really the first time that the little monk has encountered it since he became a monk, and he has only heard that the official mansion in the world has pulled Zhuang Ding to catch the master, when will the underworld officials in these places also play this game?"

Wu Lao Weng ignored him, only stretched out his finger and knocked on the edge of the empty clay bowl, the toad Wang Chao understood, picked up the wine bottle, and filled Wu Lao Weng with a bowl of wine. Wu Laoweng picked up the clay bowl, took another sip, and said: "You monk can be regarded as a bit of knowledge, not such a monster in the mountains and forests who does not understand people, even the underworld official can see it when he goes out on patrol." The old man doesn't hide it from you, the one who just passed in the middle of the air should be a certain Shuifu master in the south of this Zhangye place, but I am afraid that he was ordered by Helan Gong to rush to the northwest to hunt. ”

Listening to Wu Laoweng's explanation, Wang Chao became more and more confused: "If you want to say that this Helan Gong is powerful, I am naturally willing to believe it." However, the emperor and lord of Taiyue have never called the mountain gods of the world like this, how can the prince of Helan be able to mobilize these many mountain gods and water gods? Not to mention the mountain gods and earth gods, the old men of the water mansion must always follow the orders of the four desecrations, and what kind of excitement can they have?"

Wu Laoweng didn't look at him either, only lowered his head and drank in small sips, and said vaguely: "I don't know much about the mystery in this." In short, these masters went all the way to the northwest, and when they encountered mountain spirits and wild monsters along the way, they always had to give a god soldier under their command and take them away together. Monk, don't think that the identity of this divine soldier is usually not easy to win when he walks the door, but now he has a chance casually. In short, the water is miles deep underneath. I'm also impatient to talk to you in detail, in short, when you encounter such a thing, just hide away, which is your blessing for creation. ”

Wang Chao still wanted to ask carefully, but this old man refused to say anything, and only urged Wang Chao to add wine.

was in the middle of the chaos, but someone above his head shouted: "Sure enough, they are two treacherous water monsters, but they want to avoid the errand of my family's Ming Mansion!"

Wu Lao Weng was startled and shrank his head, but the toad Wang Chao raised his head. When he looked up, he saw the red-armored fish gills warrior in mid-air, holding a pair of steel forks, and shouted with his mouth open: "On weekdays, like you are a treacherous and tricky water monster, grandpa forks one by one, all of them should be inserted into the account! It's a pity that now is the time when my family's Ming Mansion needs your generation's efforts, and it seems that you also have a hundred years of cultivation, which is rare——"

As he spoke, the red-armored warrior took out a glowing Lingqi from his arms, shook it in the wind, and said with a cruel smile: "Come on, come on, don't report your true name in detail, let grandpa hook you with a trace of true yuan spirit, so that you can be a water mansion god soldier under the command of my family's Ming Mansion." Grandpa understands that the two of you have cultivated profoundly, so he will start with what is the length first, and it will not be an insult to the two of you!"

Seeing the command flag in the hand of the red-armored warrior, Wu Lao Weng suddenly fell to the ground, showing the original form of the green-backed old turtle, and he didn't even dare to move.

On the contrary, the toad Wang Chao's stone toad spirit is better, he is not a complete water tribe, but a thing shaped by the essence of the earth. At the same time, he roughly learned some of the Hinayana Buddhism that had gone astray, and was given half of the Ruyi Mixed Yuan Dharma by Wei Ye, and under the practice of day and night, the concentration was finally some, and the Yuan Shen was still strong, which made the flag wave, and he did not move for a while.

However, this stone toad spirit is not a moral gentleman in the first place, and he is also learning from Wei Ye, a black-hearted and undisciplined lord. That Ling Qi couldn't capture his spirit, but it didn't prevent this stone toad spirit from lying down first, made a five-body bow to the ground, and shouted: "This god general, my subordinates are merciful, little monk, I am willing to take refuge, take refuge!"

The red-armored warrior waved the flag, but he couldn't capture the spirit of the toad monk, and was surprised, but unexpectedly, the toad monk was soft first. He also felt very satisfied, and couldn't help but say: "This bald head is quite profound, and even this Lingqi can't help him for a while, I thought it would take some means to accept it, but it turned out to be a gutless pus." He was willing to submit with fun, which saved me a lot of effort. ”

He was proud in his heart, waved the Ling flag, held the short fork handle in one hand, pointed at the toad Wang Chao, and shouted: "That bald man, he has not yet shown his original form, and he has dedicated his true yuan spirit and origin, and he will naturally guarantee you a future in the future!"

Who knew that he held the short fork so upside down for a moment, only to see Wang Chao pull out the stone axe on his waist suddenly, scream, and slam it towards the top of his head!