My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 13 The Grace of a Meal

The sun rises, the sun recedes, and the scorching sun sweeps across the world.

The real fire of the sun fell, and the mist surrounding the mountains and forests dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the dissipated mist, there is also a mist-shaped figure galloping towards the outside of the mountain.

Jiang Yuan couldn't hold on any longer, poof, volleyed back to his original body, the inertia of rushing made him roll again on the ground.

"Ha ha!"

Before he got up, Jiang Yuan opened his mouth and exhaled violently, trying to expel the scalding heat in his body.

When the morning light appeared in the sky, Jiang Yuan's incarnation of Qingling ghost seemed to be walking through a raging fire, ready to be burned to ashes at any moment.

In order to leave the Beiyang Mountains as soon as possible, Jiang Yuan endured severe pain until now.

He didn't even know that he was so tolerant!

Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and there was already a curl of smoke in the distance.

Jiang Yuan was still wearing tattered bunts, but the blood on his face had been wiped off, and the sandbag was tied around his waist, which was heavy and bulging, with a square tripod inside.

When it comes to sandbags, it is depressing.

Jiang Yuan imitated the movements of the raccoon and tried to use it, and found that there was no sand in it, and it was so clean that it couldn't be more clean.

Without the wind and sand, it is just an ordinary cloth bag the size of a palm.

In order to restore mana, you must find the desert to reload the gravel.

However, the desert was located in the extreme west of the Han Dynasty, and it was tens of thousands of miles away from where Jiang Yuan was at this time.

Jiang Yuan was really curious, how did the raccoon go from the desert in the far west to the east coast, and what was he trying to do?

"My magic weapon, my magic weapon."

Fortunately, Fang Ding gave Jiang Yuan some comfort.

"However, there is only one ghost pill and multiple phantom formations, so it is still not worthy of the title of 'Gold Finger'."

Fang Ding should have other changes.

It's just that Jiang Yuan wanted to use the ghost pill to go as far as possible before the sun rose completely, so he didn't have time to study it carefully.

After walking on the rotten grass for about a quarter of an hour, the woods began to thin out, and there was an obvious downhill.

Soon, a village shrouded in smoke came into view.

Looking around, a winding path leads from the village to the foot of the mountain.

"Finally out of the mountain."

Recalling the experience of this night, Jiang Yuan felt as if he had passed away.

Adding one piece of previous life and present life, it is not as exciting as this night.

"From now on, I will face such a world of gods and monsters?"

I can't tell what it's like, there are timidity and confusion, but more of it is anticipation, longing, and eagerness to try.

"gollum"

The gurgling stomach seemed to say, "Don't think so far, fill your stomach first."

In fact, Jiang Yuan was already starving, his eyes were blue from hunger, but he just kept holding on.

Licking his dry lips, Jiang Yuan walked towards the village.

After approaching, I found that the village is not small, there may be one or two hundred families.

The village is firmly surrounded by a pointed fence, and a three-foot-high watchtower is erected inside. There are several millet fields and vegetable fields scattered outside the village.

"who?"

A young man on duty in the watchtower spotted Jiang Yuan who was approaching, and immediately drew his bow and arrow, aimed and shouted.

"My name is Liu Jing. When I was traveling in the mountains, I met bandits. I escaped by chance and fell into the mountains. I haven't eaten all night."

While Jiang Yuan answered loudly, he raised his hand and walked around in a circle, indicating that it was harmless.

"I finally got out of the mountain, and I want to go to Guicun to ask for directions, and ask for some food and drink by the way."

Jiang Yuan concealed his real name and used the name of Old Man Liu's granddaughter.

The reason for using a fake name is, of course, because of the identity of that demon.

He was afraid that Beiyang Mountain God would give Zheng Bowei a wanted status in the secular government by visiting Zheng Bowei.

The young man slightly relaxed the bow and arrow in his hand, but firmly refused: "Sorry, we don't accept outsiders without the village chief's order."

Maybe it was because Jiang Yuan was really miserable, so he poked his head out and pointed in a direction:
"From there, bypassing our village is the way down the mountain."

It's just a village, how can it look like a military camp.

Jiang Yuan smiled wryly, but couldn't say much.

It seemed that someone in the village was alarmed, and asked loudly the young man upstairs: "Husheng, what happened?"

The young man lay on the other side, and said down, "Third Uncle, there is a young man who wandered here from the mountains. He said he was killed by bandits and wanted to go to the village to beg for food."

"I've shown him the way down the mountain."

The third uncle pondered for a while, and shouted loudly at Jiang Yuan: "My friend, there have been monsters appearing in the mountains recently, we have to enforce martial law as a last resort, please forgive me."

After that, he ordered the young man above: "Husheng, give your dry food to friends outside."

"Okay third uncle."

The young man responded, and threw two things at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan took a step forward and took it. It was a pack of dried meat and a water bag, and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, I will definitely repay you if there is a fate in the future!"

"You're welcome, it's nothing more than a little effort, I wish my friend a good journey."

The third uncle's voice quickly faded away.

Jiang Yuan unscrewed the water sac and took a sip, then smiled, looked at the young man upstairs and cupped his hands, then turned and left.

Hu Sheng looked at Jiang Yuan's back and admired secretly:
This man is dressed in rags but does not hide his extraordinary temperament, and his manner is different from ordinary people. Could it be that he is also a ranger?
Definitely yes!

Stayed in the mountains for a night with bare hands, and there was no injury at all. Only a ranger with unique skills can do it.

"Oh, it's a pity that my father doesn't allow me to go out of the mountain. I, Qi Hu, have a lot of skills, but I can't be famous all over the world."

Qi Husheng was sighing with emotion when he suddenly caught a glimpse of another figure coming from the mountain.

"It doesn't seem to be a person, a beast?"

It was a figure on all fours, approaching the village unsteadily.

"Why is it a big white sheep? Could it be that someone in the village sneaked out? It's really fat."

"wrong!"

Qi Husheng noticed something strange, the eyes of the big white sheep were glowing with sticky blood, like two blood holes.

What's even more strange is that there was an old monkey squatting on the sheep's back.

The big white sheep met Qi Husheng's gaze, parted his lips and spewed out bursts of blood, showing a crazy bloodthirsty expression.

"monster!"

Qi Husheng trembled all over, and reacted suddenly, and hurriedly beat the gongs and drums on the watchtower:
"clang clang"

"The monsters are coming, there are monsters! Third Uncle!"

When Qi Husheng yelled in panic, the goat demon's eyes bulged, turned into a bloody beast, and rushed straight to the village.

This village is far away from the town, and it is on the edge of a mountain forest. Not only must guard against bandits, but also guard against tigers, leopards, bears and other ferocious animals.

Therefore, the fence is made of thigh-thick hardwood joints, which is very strong.

At this time, Qi Husheng was very much looking forward to the fence protecting the village being able to show its power again like it did in the past when it repelled bandits and wild beasts.

boom!
The goat demon slammed into the fence with horror and blood.

The strength spread, and Qi Husheng, who was upstairs, couldn't stand still, staggered, and hurriedly grabbed the railing.

Regardless of the fact that his fingers were turning white due to excessive force, the young man just stared at the place where the monster hit with wide eyes.

There is no collapse, no cracks, and the foundation in the soil is still strong.

Very good!
Qi Hu was excited, but the sheep demon was enraged, the blood in his eyes exploded again, he roared and bumped seven or eight times, his forehead was bleeding and his skin was torn.

"This monster is crazy, crazy!"

Qi Husheng began to chatter his teeth.

At this time, noisy footsteps sounded from below, and the startled villagers finally gathered.

The leader was a big man with a Chinese face, holding a dark iron rod, raised his head and shouted at Qi Husheng: "What kind of monster is it?"

Qi Husheng called "Third Uncle" and said with trembling fingers, "It's a crazy sheep demon, it keeps hitting the fence"

Click!
The strong fence is broken!

(End of this chapter)