Hidden Mountain Demon

Chapter 27
After a meal of grilled fish, Ban Cang took Xiaowen to the kitchen to deliver wild fruits, said goodbye to Xiaowen, and went back to the cave to pack them up.

"Brother Cang, are these ores enough?" Chi Zui asked looking at the ores piled on the ground.

These ores were dug out by Ban Cang and Chizui Kaidongfu, except for the ones given to the sheep and tiger demons, the rest are here.Looking at a large pile, converted to the size of ore commonly used in the mountains, it is only about a hundred pieces.

"You're still poor." Ban Cang muttered, the little goblin in the mountains, he wants to benefit from everything he does.The elixir is hard to find in the wild fields in the mountains. There are hundreds of little monsters in the whole mountain. It is really good luck to find one. "I have to think of a dry business."

According to the rules in the mountain, as long as the little demon doesn't delay his errands and doesn't violate the mountain rules, he doesn't care about the rest, it's just that he has to pay taxes when he becomes big.It was also for the demon king to add some oil and water to himself.

But for a while, I couldn't think of a way to make money, so I put it down for the time being.

Ban Cang took a big animal skin bag to put the ore, and said to Chi Zui: "Today, I will deliver the little demon's dinner, and I will go look for that white armor by the way."

Chizui nodded in agreement.

The sun was setting to the west, Ban Cang took the food from the kitchen, and carried the ore on his back, and went to the border to deliver the food.From afar, I saw a thatched hut built by the little demon guarding the boundary.

"The rice is here, the rice is here." A pig demon got out of the thatched shed, ran towards Ban Cang, and unloaded the rice bucket two or three times. "I'm starving to death."

This pig demon Ban Cang is familiar with it, it is called Dadu, and it has the strongest appetite.By the time the other little demons came out of the thatched shed, Dadu had already eaten half of the bucket.

"Dadu, you are too careless. You ate half of the bucket before we came out." A cow demon walked over with figure-sighted steps, kicked the pig demon, and said angrily, spitting.

The pig demon's mouth was full of food, unable to speak, he muttered a few times in his mouth, twisted his big buttocks, hugged half of the rice bucket and changed places to continue eating.

The little demons gritted their teeth in anger, "lazy pig" and "stupid pig" cursed.

Ban Cang hastily opened two more rice buckets, and yelled: "The brothers have worked hard in guarding the boundary, come and eat first."

The pig demon kept on like this, and the little demon was used to it, and after a few words of cursing, it stopped, and they all gathered around to eat.

Seeing that it was Ban Cang who delivered the meal today, the bull demon asked in confusion, "Usually it is Brother Chizui who delivers the meal, why is it you today?"

"Brother Chizui and I change shifts today." Ban Cang said while scooping up rice.

As soon as the cow demon heard this, he didn't ask any questions. It's hard work to guard the boundary and patrol, and food is the most important thing.

After wolfing down the meal, he cleaned up four or five buckets of food in a short while, patting his stomach to enjoy one by one, the pig demon came over with two empty rice buckets, looked at the messy buckets on the ground, and complained: "Brothers eat So fast, I'm not full yet."

"Get rolling," several little monsters farted like pig monsters.

"Old pig, don't say eat two barrels, eat three barrels, you still say that." A mouse demon roared in a high-pitched voice, making all the little demons around laugh.

The cow demon laughed for a while, and pointed to the empty bucket on the ground: "There is still some sticking in it, if the belly is not full, it will be a waste of time to eat."

When the pig demon heard this, he took a look at the bucket on the ground, and sure enough there were some grains of rice sticking to the side of the bucket.He didn't dislike it either, as he rolled his big tongue, he licked it clean.Picking up the grains of rice sticking to his lips, the pig demon murmured: "This food is not so hungry, it's not as good as the mountain feast."

The little demons nearby heard it and laughed louder.The mouse demon shouted again: "The old pig is too full to eat, and he thinks it's too salty, so it's hard to serve him."

Seeing that all the little demons had eaten and wiped everything away, Ban Cang tidied up the rice buckets, and all the little demons also went to the thatched shed.

Ban Cang hurried forward, and lightly grabbed a pangolin demon behind him: "Brother Baijia, wait a moment, I have something to say."

"What's the matter with you?" Bai Jia asked puzzledly, who was not very familiar with a guard and a kitchen.

Seeing the other little demons walking away, Ban Cang cupped his hands: "I just went up the mountain, and my skills are not so good. I heard that my brother can control the stone technique, so I thought I would ask my brother to give me some pointers."

Hearing that he was here to study the method, Bai Jia was immediately happy, since he was carrying the method, it was a lucrative business in the first place.

It's just that most of the little demons on the mountain are poor, and they haven't met a single one for several years.Hastily picked up Ban Cang's paw, and said enthusiastically: "Brother saw that you are motivated, not a lazy slob."

Ban Cang also smiled foolishly: "Brother is absurd."

"Alas—" the pangolin demon sighed, "It's just that I didn't get this technique easily, so I don't want to point it out lightly."

A pair of small eyes aimed up and down on Ban Cang's body.

"What my brother said is that if my brother taught me skills, I will naturally honor my brother."

While talking, he took out two pieces of ore from a leather bag tied around his waist and stuffed them into Bai Jia's hands.

When Bai Jia saw it, the corners of his mouth became even higher, "You are caring, but the stone control technique is really rare." While talking, he had already torn off the animal skin skirt on his waist, and put two pieces of ore into it.

Ban Cang rolled his eyes, pretending he didn't see it. "How much does brother think is appropriate?"

The pangolin demon babbled and said, "A few of them get 100 yuan."

"What?" Ban Cang never expected that Bai Jia would be so dark-hearted, and the asking price was too high.Before coming, he also inquired about it. "Brother is playing tricks on me?"

Bai Jia's eyes widened: "That's playing tricks on you. My technique is self-enlightened, which is very different from other families. There are even fewer people who know how to control stones on the mountain. A hundred ores are still a school. cheap with you."

Ban Cang still had a foolish smile on his face, and he had already scolded in his heart for a long time: "Brother Xiao, I just went up the mountain, and I am really poor. If my brother wants 100 yuan, I can only find other brothers. "

After finishing speaking, he packed up the rice bucket beside him and made a gesture to leave.

The pangolin demon is also a treacherous person, standing by the side and ignoring him.

Ban Cang tidied up his things, and said: "Brother has worked hard defending the boundary, I'm going back to the peak first." After speaking with a mournful face, he left without looking back.

Seeing Ban Cang walk five or six steps, Bai Jia gritted his teeth and frowned anxiously.

Could it be that this little demon really doesn't want it anymore, and hastily shouted: "Brother Ban Cang, wait a minute."

Ban Cang, who was walking with the bucket on his back, showed a slight smile, hurriedly patted his face with his paws, and turned into a listless look again.Turning around: "What else is there for brother?"

"Brother Ban Cang, you are too impatient," Bai Jia ran over in two or three steps, "Do you really want the stone control technique?"

Ban Cang nodded, and said with a sad face, "It's just that my brother's asking price is too high. I'm new to the mountain, and I'm really poor."

Ban Cang used to have a round leopard head, but now he looks really honest.

Bai Jia thought for a while, and put on a determined look: "In this case, I will be cruel, as long as 85 yuan, what do you think?"

Ban Cang shook his head: "When I came here, I asked about it. It takes a strong soul to practice stone control. It is rare to practice it. 85 yuan is too high. I am a fool, so I dare not gamble." She cupped her hands towards Bai Jia , "Thank you brother for your kindness, I will find other brothers to learn from." After speaking, he gestured to leave again.

Bai Jia was so anxious that his two paws were scratching at his body. His own skills were difficult to learn. When he first entered the cave, a few people who thought it was strange came to learn it, but almost none of them succeeded in learning it. Learned a lot.

From now on, no little demon will come to learn.Seeing that the little demons around are making a living using teaching techniques, but I haven't opened a shop for more than ten years.Finally, one came, but it was still not good enough.

"Brother Ban Cang, don't worry." While talking, he snatched the rice bucket from Ban Cang's body, this little demon was too impatient, didn't even know how to bargain, and put the rice bucket beside him.

Only then did Bai Jia reassure himself and said, "Since Brother Ban Cang wants it, you can tell me a price, and I'll listen."

Seeing that the bargaining was on the right track, Ban Cang stretched out a leopard paw, and it was inconvenient to stretch out his fingers, and took out another leopard paw to cover one finger, exposing the remaining four.

"forty!"

Bai Jia shook his head hastily, "No, no, it's too cheap. Stone control is a well-known technique on the mountain, and it's not comparable to small techniques such as pouches."

Ban Cang naturally knew it, but he asked for a lot of money and paid back the money when he landed, and the next thing was a bargaining.

In the end, Ban Cang got a small stone from Bai Jia's record of stone control technique with 55 ore.

Baijia finally opened for the first time in more than ten years.

Seeing Bai Jia dragging the big bag out of the bushes and stuffing it easily into the animal skin skirt, Ban Cang felt a burst of envy again.

This is naturally the pouch technique, but the envy is envy, and the ore is still not dared to spend it all, otherwise it will be troublesome to let other little monsters know the real output of Shiya ore, so we can only talk about it later.

(End of this chapter)