Practice starts from a small soldier

Chapter 13
Dangdang Dangdang!
The piercing sound of the gong resounded throughout the camp.

Everyone automatically gathered into a group, shoulder to shoulder, forming a circular defense line, holding various weapons such as swords and axes in their hands.

The faces of these ginseng pickers all showed horror.

The phrase 'the ghost beast is coming' brought a lot of panic to everyone present.

"Brother Ziyan, what kind of beast is this ghost?"

Zhang Qi, holding a bow and arrow, turned his head to look at Yuzijian.

"The ghost beast is a kind of evil beast in the Beimang Mountain. It hides by day and comes out at night. It has a wolf body and a human face, and it likes to eat human flesh."

Yuzi said relaxedly: "Ghost beasts don't have much appetite, they will leave when they're full, and won't hurt lives. There are so many people here, it shouldn't be our turn."

"..."

Zhang Qi was speechless. Can this kind of thing depend on luck?

He widened his eyes and carefully looked into the dense forest in front of him, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

Only the heavy panting of the crowd could be heard in the ears.

It's been a while.

The ghost beast mentioned by San Weng did not appear for a long time, so someone questioned: "Shen Weng, did you make a mistake?"

"Can't be wrong."

The old and vigorous ginseng said firmly, "I can smell ghosts and beasts from a few miles away... No, it's coming, it's coming!"

The voice did not fall.

Zhang Qi suddenly smelled a faint rancid smell from the air, which was stinky but not fishy, ​​a bit like the smell of a mummified corpse.

Not only him, but others also smelled it.

There was a sudden commotion among the people.

"Ghost beast!"

Someone exclaimed.

Zhang Qi turned his head to look, and saw a four-legged creature slowly walking out of the darkness.

Under the reflection of the bonfire, it can be seen that the fur on its body is as black as ink, blending with the surrounding darkness, making it difficult to see its size. Only one face is white, and this face is actually a human face.

Laughing but not laughing, not crying but not crying, it looks extremely weird.

"whee."

What's even more weird is that this ghost beast actually let out a child-like laughter, and it looked extraordinarily eerie in the middle of the night in the mountains.

Hearing the voice of the ghost beast, everyone was obviously more panicked.

Zhang Qi aimed the bow and arrow in his hand at the ghost beast more than ten meters away, but the ghost beast turned its head and gave him a sinister look with its white eyes.

Swish!
Zhang Qi only felt a chilly and sinister aura coming down his head, which made him shiver involuntarily.

"Don't do it, this ghost is very vengeful."

Yuzima reminded him.

"clear."

Zhang Qi put down the bow in his hand.

Seeing that he had given up, the ghost beast looked away, then jumped up and started running around the camp around the crowd.

Incredibly fast.

Everyone could only catch a black shadow, which kept running and flashing outside the camp, and everyone became more and more panicked, because no one knew from which direction this ghost beast would attack.

Sudden.

The ghost beast changed direction and rushed straight towards the crowd.

The originally neat defense line suddenly became chaotic, some people retreated, and some took up weapons to meet the enemy.

Which thought.

The ghost beast simply made a feint, turned its body deftly in mid-air, then retreated to the periphery, and continued to circle around the crowd.

"Steady everyone, don't panic, this beast wants to mess up our position, and then sneaks in."

Shen Weng raised his arms and shouted.

Zhang Qi glanced at the already disorganized defense line and shook his head.

After all, it was just a group of mobs, and they couldn't be monolithic. If the ghost beast repeated its tricks a few times, this group of people would probably collapse on the spot.

Yuzijian also saw that something was wrong, and said: "Brother Dake, let's play by ear later, this ghost beast has become a climate, so it's not easy to deal with it."

Zhang Qi nodded silently.

Sure enough, this cunning ghost tried several times in a row, completely detonating the panic in the hearts of these ginseng collectors.

"Don't eat me!"

"Who is pushing Naigong!"

"Go away!"

At this critical moment of life and death, the selfishness and ugliness of human nature were completely exposed, and a group of ginseng collectors actually pushed each other, obviously aiming at the idea that a dead fellow Taoist would not die a poor daoist.

The scene was in chaos.

But at this moment, the ghost beast rushed into the crowd like a gust of wind, bit a ginseng picker's thigh while it was chaotic, and quickly dragged him away.

In an instant, one man and one beast disappeared into the dark forest.

"Ah ah ah..."

This scene happened too quickly, and when everyone came back to their senses, they could only hear a miserable cry coming from a distance. Soon, the screams stopped abruptly, and the dark forest in the distance fell into a dead silence, except for the occasional There was the sound of chewing bones.

"It's the second son of the Gao family."

"Poor Gao Ji, who just got married, died here unexpectedly."

"Damn beast!"

The crowd huddled together like a group of quails. They were trembling all over and looked embarrassed, but their eyes showed the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe.

When ghosts and beasts come and go, blood is bound to be seen.

These ginseng collectors all knew that when encountering ghosts and beasts in the mountains, someone had to make sacrifices, and Gao Ji could only be blamed for his bad luck.

Just wait until the ghost beast is full...

pity.

The ghost beast they encountered this time has a bit of a big appetite.

When the ghost beast reappeared, the group of ginseng collectors were completely frightened and collapsed. Some cried bitterly, some grabbed the ground with their heads, and some simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead...

Zhang Qi and Yu Zijian stood in place, watching with cold eyes.

The ghost beast also seemed to know that these two were not easy to mess with, so it set its sights on the two of them several times, but then quickly looked away and looked for a new target.

The persimmon was softly squeezed, this cunning beast obviously understood this truth.

"laugh!"

After the ghosts and beasts laughed, they rushed straight to the crowd.This time, its target turned out to be ginseng.

"not good!"

"Stop it!"

Zhang Qi and Yu Zijian shot at the same time.

Others can die, but the ginseng who is in charge of leading the way must not have any accidents.

"Roar!"

Guns out like dragons.

Under the urging of energy and blood, the tiger-headed double-section spear in Zhang Qi's hand cut through the air, stabbing the ghost beast that leaped into the air with the momentum of thunder.

This spear has almost ten thousand catties of strength, coupled with the sharpness of the spear tip, it can pierce even a thick iron plate in one fell swoop.

However, the tip of the spear only pierced half an inch, and it couldn't go any further.

Yuziyan followed closely behind, and the sword in his hand slashed heavily at the ghost beast. As a result, he couldn't even break through the animal's fur, but he just sent it flying with a single blow of the sword.

The ghost beast landed ten meters away, staring at the two with a pair of white eyes.

It has a wound on its waist.

Black blood was flowing out from the wound, and when it touched the air, it instantly turned into wisps of black blood mist.

Suddenly there was a strong stench in the air, which made people want to vomit.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zimai showed surprise, then glanced at Zhang Qi, and said, "Brother is so good at spears that he was able to hurt this beast."

"It's still a long way off."

Zhang Qi shook his head, and said in dissatisfaction: "A full-strength blow can only hurt his skin, so it can be seen that my spear skills are still very bad."

"..."

Yuzi choked speechlessly.

If this is called very bad, then what is he called who can't even hurt the fur.

Zhang Qi and Yu Zijia, one with a gun and the other with a sword, confronted the ghost beast from a distance. Seeing this scene, those ginseng collectors who were originally headless flies gathered around the two of them as if they had found their backbone. Behind him, he twisted into a rope again.

"Wow!"

After the ghost beast gave a low growl, it rushed towards the crowd again.

"retreat!"

Zhang Qi took a step forward, stabbing the ghost beast's abdomen with the spear in his hand like lightning.

This ghost beast had suffered from this long spear, but it didn't dare to try its edge, and was forced back by this spear.

"Back! Back! Back!"

The people hiding behind couldn't help much, they could only cheer loudly.

The ghost beast tried to attack a few more times.

As a result, Zhang Qi and Yuzijian fought back every time. The most dangerous time, the claws of the ghost beast had already scratched the clothes on Zhang Qi's chest. Fortunately, his skin was 'hard' enough to block the ghost beast's attack. This claw, otherwise, I'm afraid he will be disembowelled on the spot.

As a price, Zhang Qi stabbed the ghost beast again.

As for the caviar.

His figure is extremely flexible, from head to toe, the ghost beast can't touch the hem of his clothes, and of course, the fish roe can't hurt the ghost beast either.

"Ow!"

Seeing that it couldn't take advantage, the ghost beast howled up to the sky unwillingly, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness until it disappeared.

After dawn, the ghost beast never appeared again.

"Dawn, we are saved!"

"Woooo."

"Thank you two heroes for saving your life."

Under the leadership of San Weng, the surviving ginseng collectors expressed their gratitude to Zhang Qi and Yu Zijian, and many even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank them for saving their lives.

If it wasn't for the two of them, there would definitely be dead among these ginseng collectors.

Yu Zikan enjoyed this scene very much.

Zhang Qi hid aside to rest, with a tired look on his face.

The battle with that ghost beast consumed a lot of his energy and blood, and the process was full of dangers. If he hadn't practiced the "Golden Eating Art", he might have died long ago.

On the first day after entering the mountain, he was attacked by ghosts and beasts at night and lost a piece of clothing.

This Beiman Mountain is really fucking dangerous.

(End of this chapter)