Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 58
Monk Dengcao went into the wilderness, climbed up an ancient tree, built a pergola with his hands, looked around for a while, and then decided to go southwest.

There is no other reason, if it turns into a demon, it will definitely set up camp in the southwest.

The primordial qi of heaven and earth that cannot be covered by the glistening night, like ten thousand clouds of clouds, diffuses and spreads, gathering in the southwestern valley.

There must be demons in such geomantic treasures.

It guessed right, there are not only monsters in that direction, but also big monsters.

"My lord, that's it!"

Just as Monk Deng Cao got out of the dense forest, he bumped into a jackal head-on.

The jackal was born to be violent.

It has taupe fur, only the neck is white, which looks like a lion's mane.

What is eye-catching is that its left cheek has lost a piece of fur, which seems to have been left in the battle on the battlefield, which makes it look even more ferocious and sturdy!
At the jackal's feet, the mouse spirit who had met once stood up, pointing at the monk Dengcao with mischievous eyebrows.

Seeing this, Monk Dengcao was out of his wits, how could he have thought that this mouse spirit had a backer?

Without even thinking about it, he turned and ran.

The forest is as deep as weaving, and the bushes are overgrown, which is just suitable for the nine-inch-tall monk Dengcao to hide and escape.

Unexpectedly, the jackal was guided by the mouse spirit, so he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

The speed is as fast as lightning, even with the help of the Deng Cao monk, he is as fast as a galloping horse, but his body is too small, ten steps is not as good as others' one step, and he ate a paw within a short distance.

"Hey! If you dare to kill me, my Daoist will definitely peel your skin!"

Monk Deng Cao flew out with a muffled grunt, and after landing, he got up in a jerk, and didn't run away. He plucked up his courage, put his hands on his hips and pointed angrily in a threatening way.

"Damn, your Daoist is so powerful, how dare you run away when you see us? You, a grass and wood spirit who grew up eating urine, are colluding with Niubizi, working for a tiger, and dare to threaten our king?"

Before the jackal could open his mouth, the mouse spirit jumped out impatiently, showing off his power with a proud face.

"Hey, you are allowed to pretend to be a tiger, and we are not allowed to take advantage of others?"

Monk Deng Cao glanced at the jackal, seeing that it didn't kill him immediately, he immediately opened his mouth to refute.

"Father, don't talk nonsense with him, this kind of dirty stuff that colludes with humans, if you catch it, you should be executed!"

An angry reprimand came from the dense forest behind the jackal.

If you look carefully, you can see a pair of green tricks lit up in the pitch-black dense forest, like the phosphorescent fire on a dry graveyard, which is frightening to see.

This is a wolf, a pack of wolves?
Seeing this scene, Monk Deng Cao was terrified, his knees softened, and he almost knelt down.

"Who dares to kill me?"

Monk Deng Cao yelled fiercely, and after the wolves were stopped, he mustered up his courage and threatened:
"Open your mung bean eyes and take a good look at the appearance of your monk? The Taoist can tell you, I am an amazing creation, born with a human shape, and this is the auspiciousness that was born! Kill me, and my Taoist will be bloodbathed!" barren mountain."

Monk Deng Cao tried his best to put gold on his body, while peeking at the jackal's reaction.

The jackal didn't speak, and let his subordinates sing along, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to find out about his heel.

"Fart, full of lies, you are a bald donkey, will a Taoist priest accept you as a slave?"

"You're just farting! Buddha is Tao, and my Taoist master has great supernatural powers. How could you, a mountain monster, be able to speculate?"

"Since you are so powerful, why did you send you to deceive my subordinates?"

The jackal, who had been silent all this time, finally opened his mouth, and a pair of tricks radiated a faint green light in the night wind.

"In the words of Mr. Hui, my Taoist master plucks the sun and swallows the moonlight, and enjoys the incense of all people. He wears smoke and worships. Then I sent the little monk into the mountains to find people and ask them."

Monk Deng Cao rolled his eyes, imitating the rhetoric in Zhang Yuanwai's study, and answered fluently.

The jackal became more and more suspicious when he heard the words.

Because it really smelled a quintessential incense scent from the lamp grass monk.

"Oh? Dare to ask what the boss wants to ask?"

"Come to Xian Town!"

When the sound fell, there was a sudden noise in the dense forest, and the faint sound of sharp claws scratching, venting anxiety.

"Sure enough, they came to Xianzhen!"

"Another bull-nosed person who is not afraid of death."

"The grievances accumulated by thousands of people can be resolved by ordinary people?"

The jackal stared at Monk Dengcao, who was not enough to squeeze his teeth, and fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Since Laixian Town turned into ghosts overnight, many eminent monks and Taoists came to save them, but after so many years, the ghosts are still there.

The person who came was either crazy or retreated in embarrassment.

It can be said that ghosts and ghosts sing the grievances of thousands of people and hate blood for thousands of years.

"It turns out that they came here to come to Xianzhen, anyway, let's go with this king!"

The jackal's attitude was ambiguous, and he turned and left after speaking.

Kill, it dare not kill.

But letting it go would also damage its majesty.

The Taoist priest who dared to investigate and come to Xianzhen must have some Taoism, why don't we first inquire about his heels, and then talk about other things.
Monk Deng Cao heard the words and watched the wild wolves approaching from all around, and hurriedly followed, almost crying in his heart.

——Master Dao, you have not lost your reputation as a little monk, you must come to rescue this little monk!

Let's say that the king of Jackal Mountain returned to Wolf Valley and immediately summoned his subordinates to discuss countermeasures.

Not long after, the mouse spirit Yemozi, the cat-hopping rabbit spirit, the little dragon black-striped snake spirit, and the red-billed kingfisher spirit all came together.

If you take a closer look, you can see that they are all low-level little spirits. Their skills are not shallow, but their strength is limited.

If you ask Baili Wasteland, where are the other big spirits?

It was this mountain king who dismantled the bones and ate meat to fill up the Tao.

The rest are not monsters, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard, so they gather under the command and act as minions to spy on horses.

"Where's Ya Saner?"

The king of the mountain looked around, his face suddenly changed, but his youngest son who was the most respected was gone.

"The three kings were still there just now?"

Rabbit Spirit spoke subconsciously.

"My lord, I saw that the three kings have gone to the northeast."

The red-billed kingfisher stood on the branch, chirping.

"Northeast direction... not good!"

The King of the Mountain's face changed drastically when he heard the sound, and a wolf howl entangled the pack of wolves, and with a whoosh, he rushed out of the wolf valley and fled northeast.

——Ya San'er is the most arrogant, so he must not see that bald donkey's arrogance, so it is very likely that he has troubled that Taoist priest!

……

that's the truth.

……

The stars hang down wildly, and the night wind blows.

After sending Monk Dengcao to inquire about the news, Mo Chuan found a mound and lay down with his hands behind his head, looking at the sky full of stars, but his thoughts could not be idle.

At this time, Yunji Temple was teaching, but Mo Chuan didn't listen.

It is mainly in the wilderness, not a place to listen to scriptures and sermons.

If you can't do business, you can only think wildly and let your thoughts fly.

"Click!"

An extremely subtle sound, like a dead branch breaking, suddenly came from not far away.

Mo Chuan was terrified, suddenly lost in thought.

Suddenly turning his head to look, he saw under the hazy starlight, a huge wolf dog leaping towards him with its teeth and claws.

By the time it is discovered, it is already too late.

Suddenly, Mo Chuan even smelled the stench of rotten flesh!

He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and with incense surging around him, he wanted to escape back to the real world.

Unexpectedly, the moment the blood basin bit the back of his hand, Mo Chuan's spiritual light suddenly appeared, and Yuan Qi suddenly arose.

--【fragmented】

"Snapped!"

The strong wind whistled past the ears, and the bloody smell went straight to the nostrils, and there was a crackling sound of falling to the ground.

But he saw that the suddenly attacking wolf dog was shattered to pieces on the ground, as if cut by some sharp weapon.

The dog's head was still biting the back of Mo Chuan's hand, but it had no strength, and its two black eyes stared round in horror, obviously terrified to the extreme.

"A poor man dares to sneak attack, the old birthday star is really tired of eating arsenic!"

Mo Chuan looked at the dog's head hanging on his hand, and with his fingertips, a head popped on it.

"Ow!"

The dog screamed in pain, opened its mouth, and fell.

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand, grabbed the dog's head by the ear, and picked it up like a rabbit's ear.

He was about to ask questions.

"Stop hurting me!
"Ow—"

A howl of wolves resounded from the boundless wilderness. Mo Chuan turned his head to look in astonishment, and saw the mountains shaking, dust and smoke everywhere, and a billowing earth dragon rolling out of the forest and roaring towards it.

　[Wolf, elegantly known as "Lord of the Road", this chapter is beautified as "Lord of the Road", don't worry about it. 】

　　
　
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