My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 22 Something is wrong

Jiang Yuan retreated all the way to the mountains.

Then he hid in a hidden valley, stared at the basket on the donkey's back, and asked in a low voice, "Old monkey, why didn't you remind me?"

"what?"

The old monkey's tone was confused.

"That wooden house!" Jiang Yuan roared: "The Beiyang Mountain tour officer is in that wooden house!"

The old monkey was silent for a while, before speaking again:
"There are three people in the wooden house, two of them have a faint sense of energy in their bodies, and the remaining one is just an ordinary warrior."

"There is no Beiyang Mountain tour!" Jiang Yuan was taken aback: "There is no Zheng Bowei? Then why is his nephew Zheng Yuanji here?"

"Ordinary samurai is the nephew of Beiyang Mountain Yougu?"

The old monkey was also a little suspicious, and remained silent for a while, before affirming: "There are indeed no wandering officials."

After finishing speaking, his tone suddenly changed: "But there is another acquaintance of you and me."

"Who?"

"A mouse demon who knows the precious light technique."

"The yellow-haired mouse was caught?"

Jiang Yuan was surprised, and couldn't help complaining, it turned out that you, the yellow-haired mouse, attracted the enemy.

What a pit!

But that's it, there's no use complaining.

Fortunately, Zheng Bowei was not there, and Zheng Yuanji and the others were not strong, so they did not discover their identities.

Let's take a detour.

Jiang Yuan crawled out of the valley, took the time to feed Wuqian with dry food and water, and later had to rely on the gray donkey to escape.

"You want to bypass the wooden house and go straight?"

The old monkey suddenly made a sound and asked a question inexplicably.

"Yes, sneak away before Zheng Bowei chases you."

Wu Qian happily ate, Jiang Yuan also took the opportunity to stuff some jerky into his mouth, and drank two mouthfuls of water.

Hearing the old monkey's question, he was still swallowing.

"Can you save that little demon?" The old monkey said in a low tone.

"cough cough"

Jiang Yuan was choked, eyes widened and roared: "Zheng Bowei will come right away, how can I have time to save that mouse, besides, why should I save it!"

The old monkey answered one sentence at a time: "I haven't found any traces of Beiyang Mountain tours nearby."

"I can come forward to lure away the three people in the wooden house. You can take this opportunity to rescue the little demon. It won't take long."

"at last"

The old monkey paused, and his tone became seductive: "The precious light technique of the little demon is not a demon technique, but an authentic Taoism technique, and humans can also learn it."

Can humans learn? !

Jiang Yuan's casual expression froze immediately, his pupils began to glow, and the words of rejection he secretly organized disappeared in an instant.

No, this old monkey is not fooling me, is he?
The old monkey had almost figured out Jiang Yuan's temper, and then said: "I can swear with my heart again."

Jiang Yuan believed it, his heart began to beat wildly, but he was worried about gain and loss and asked: "Will the yellow-haired mouse teach me?"

Seeing Jiang Yuan let go, the old monkey quickly struck while the iron was hot, and said: "You have saved his life, and I will make it a condition to accept an apprentice. In short, I guarantee that he will pass on the precious light technique to you."

Jiang Yuan was confused.

Naturally, he wanted that precious light technique very much, but he really didn't want to be in danger.

After weighing it for a long time, it was the desire for spells that prevailed.

"Okay, I promise."

Before the old monkey was happy, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but confirm again:

"Zheng Bowei is really not nearby?"

"Can it be done soon?"

The old monkey replied decisively: "Old monkey promises!"

After making a decision, Jiang Yuan no longer hesitated, and seriously asked the old monkey about his plan:
"You said that you lured Zheng Yuanji away and let me take the opportunity to steal it. What if they carry the rat demon with them?"

The old monkey said to himself: "That boy, since you said you are You Yu's nephew, the other two must take care of you first."

"And I will take away the boys for a short time, so that they don't have time to bring the little demon."

Jiang Yuan felt that the plan was too simple, but when he thought about it, the key to the plan was its effectiveness, not its simplicity or complexity.

But the old monkey has clearly grasped the key points, and the success rate is very high.

Of course, Jiang Yuan would not put himself in for the benefits that he has not yet obtained, and emphasized:
"If things change, I will give up immediately and put myself first."

"As it should be."

The old monkey agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Yuan looked up, saw the moon hanging in the night sky, and said to himself: "If something really happened, I will activate the ghost pill, turn into a ghost with a clear spirit and run away."

After collecting all the ten herbs in the first round, the ghost pill given by Fang Ding is not like the tiger pill that has to be drawn from Fang Ding and then swallowed and spit out.

Ever since he ate his belly in Beiyang Mountain Mansion, the ghost pill had been hidden at the navel chakra of Jiang Yuan's navel, faintly visible, and if he didn't observe it calmly, it seemed as if it didn't exist.

It is also convenient to use, just pat the navel and focus on the navel chakra, and you can become a ghost with a clear spirit.

The old monkey thought that Jiang Yuan was able to transform a tiger because he had mastered a small technique of transforming a tiger, but he didn't know the existence of the tiger pill.

Of course, I don't even know about ghost pills.

But he can guess that Jiang Yuan has a hole card, otherwise how can he kill the raccoon.

"Is this distance enough?"

Under the moonlight, Jiang Yuan quietly came to a high ground near the wooden house, condescendingly looking down at the lights in the distance.

"can."

After being confirmed by the old monkey, Jiang Yuan tied the five thousand to the tree stump behind the high ground, and untied his belt to tie the donkey's mouth to prevent it from barking.

"Five thousand, wronged and wronged, after the matter is done, I will treat you to a drink."

"A donkey who can't drink has no future."

Jiang Yuan teased the mount to relieve tension.

Wuqian snorted, rubbed his head against his master, and didn't make any violent resistance.

"Performing well."

Jiang Yuan patted the mount with satisfaction, then took off the back pan, returned to the previous high ground, and fixed the back pan on the ground:
"start?"

The old monkey hummed, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, then slid down the high ground, arched his body like a cat and leaned against the wooden house silently.

When he reached the position where the hunting dogs were about to be alarmed, Jiang Yuan quickly fell on the ground, keeping his voice down and waiting for the old monkey's cue.

On the high ground, the old body stiff as a mummy in the basket suddenly trembled.

A faint figure, erratic like smoke, slowly rose from the old body.

Ruyan's figure is much smaller than Jiang Yuan's three-foot ghost, less than one foot, and it's not human, it's a pocket macaque.

After stretching his body a few times, the macaque turned towards the wooden house and turned into a faint trail of smoke.

Just as Jiang Yuan slapped off the bug that had crawled onto his hand, an old monkey's voice sounded in his ear:

"I'm going!"

A smoke-like figure flashed past in front of his eyes.

"Is that the Yin God of the old monkey?"

Jiang Yuan hurriedly looked after him, but couldn't see anything clearly.

In the wooden house, the three men had already gnawed the roast rabbit clean.

Zheng Yuanji pointed to the iron cage on the ground, "Do you want to feed that rat monster something?"

The mountain patrol officer surnamed Zheng was picking his teeth quickly, glanced at the yellow-haired mouse in the cage, and said indifferently:
"Be hungry, you won't die, and you'll save yourself the fuss."

Zheng Yuanji was just asking, gathered up the leftover bones and walked out:
"I'll feed it to the dogs."

"I go with you."

Fang, who was patrolling the mountain to catch him quickly, wanted to get up when he heard the words.

"Fang, Uncle"

Zheng Yuanji dragged his voice out, dissatisfied: "I'm already 16 years old, I was granted a talisman, and I even caught a monster with my own hands, don't treat me like a child anymore!"

"Okay, okay, be careful."

Fang Xunzu had no choice but to sit down again.

Zheng Yuanji immediately smiled and walked towards the wooden door with his bones in his arms.

The moment the wooden door was pushed open, an invisible wind blew into the young man's body.

The smile on Zheng Yuanji's face froze immediately, and the shadow of a macaque flashed vaguely in his pupils, leaving panic and fear in his eyes.

"What's wrong with Yuanji, is there something going on outside?"

The mountain patrolling officer surnamed Zhang by the window quickly noticed the strangeness of the boy, and looked out of the window, only seeing the pitch-black night.

"fine"

The boy replied, then raised his left foot, lowered it, raised his right foot, lowered it, and moved towards the darkness outside.

Suddenly, the bone in the boy's arms fell off.

"Not right!"

The policeman surnamed Fang by the fire stood up suddenly, raised his long knife and rushed out of the wooden house.

"what happened?"

The mountain patrolling officer surnamed Zhang was startled, and the toothpick pierced his lips directly, gasping for breath from the pain.

But he couldn't care less, quickly hung the talisman bag on his belt, and when he looked down, he saw the iron cage on the ground, and a thought flashed through his mind:

"Is it the rat's fault?"

As soon as he looked up, his companions outside the window had already chased him into the darkness, and Zheng Yuanji was nowhere to be seen.

Forget it, no more!

boom!
Kicking the iron cage into the corner, the mountain patrol officer surnamed Fang rushed out of the wooden house to chase his companions.

No matter what, Zheng Yuanji is still important.

The young man is not only Zheng Bowei's own nephew, but also their nephew as they watched him grow up.

In addition, Zheng Yuanji was recruited without knowing it, but they didn't realize it, fearing that the comer was not good.

Zheng Bowei is not here, and Zheng Yuanji's safety is still concerned, the two of them may not be able to handle it.

It would be even more dangerous if there was a monster full of hatred by his side.

The wooden door slammed, and there was no one in the house.

Soon, Jiang Yuan quietly appeared.

(seeking collection, seeking recommendation)

(End of this chapter)