Monk Dengcao entered the wilderness, climbed up an ancient tree, built a pergola with his hands, looked around briefly, and then decided to go southwest.

There is no other reason. If it falls into the grass and becomes a monster, it will definitely set up camp in the southwest.

The radiant energy of heaven and earth, which even the night cannot hide, spreads like thousands of clouds of smoke, gathering in the southwest valley.

There must be monsters in this geomantic treasure land.

It guessed correctly, there were not only monsters in that direction, but also big monsters.

"Your Majesty, this is it!"

As soon as Monk Dengcao emerged from the dense forest, he ran into a jackal.

This jackal is very bad-tempered by nature.

He is covered in gray-brown fur, with only his neck being white, which looks like a lion's mane.

The most eye-catching thing is that it lost a piece of fur on its left cheek, which seemed to have been left behind during a battle on the battlefield, making it look even more ferocious and tough!

At the foot of the jackal, the rat spirit who had met him once stood up and pointed at Monk Dengcao with a sly look on his face.

Monk Dengcao was so distraught when he saw this, how could he have thought that this rat spirit actually had a backer?

Without even thinking about it, he turned around and ran away.

The forest is deep and thick with bushes, which is perfect for the nine-inch-tall Dengcao monk to hide and escape.

Unexpectedly, the jackal was guided by the spirit of the mouse and could not get rid of it no matter what.

The speed was as fast as lightning. Even though Monk Dengcao had the help of climbing and copying, he was as fast as a galloping horse. However, his body was too small. Ten steps could not be compared with one step. Before he could run very far, he ate a claw.

"Hey! If you dare to kill me, my Taoist master will definitely skin you!"

Monk Dengcao groaned and flew out. After landing, he got up quickly and stopped running. He mustered up the courage and put his hands on his hips and pointed angrily in threats.

"Bah, your Taoist master is so powerful, why do you run away when he sees us? You, a grass-roots spirit who grew up eating urine, are colluding with Niubi, working for tigers, and dare to threaten our king?"

Before the jackal opened his mouth, the rat spirit jumped out impatiently, showing off his power with an air of pride.

"Hey, you are allowed to pretend to be powerful, but we are not allowed to rely on human power?"

Monk Dengcao glanced at the jackal and saw that it did not kill him right away, so he immediately opened his mouth to retort.

"Father, don't talk nonsense to him. This kind of dirty thing that colludes with human beings should be executed if caught!"

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

If you look carefully, you can see pairs of green tricks lighting up in the dark forest, like phosphorus fire on a dry grave, which is frightening to see.

Is this a wolf, a pack of wolves?

When Monk Dengcao saw this scene, his soul was horrified, his knees softened and he almost knelt down.

"Who dares to kill me?"

Monk Dengcao looked fierce and roared, and after he stopped the wolves, he quickly mustered up the courage to threaten:

"Open your mung bean eyes and take a good look at what your family monk looks like? Taoist master, you can tell me, I am a creature of heaven and earth. I was born in the human form. This is the auspiciousness of being born and raised by the earth! Kill me and my Taoist master will be punished with blood.

barren mountain."

Monk Dengcao was trying his best to put gold on his body while peeking at the jackal's reaction.

The jackal didn't say anything and allowed his subordinates to sing along, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to find out where he was.

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

"You're the one who farted! Buddha is the Tao, and my Tao master has great supernatural powers. How can you, a wild spirit like you, guess it?"

"Since you are so powerful, why would you be sent to deceive my subordinates?"

The jackal who had been silent finally spoke, and a pair of moves emitted a faint green light in the night wind.

"The words of Mr. Hui Lu, my Taoist master picks the sun and swallows the moonlight, and enjoys the incense of all people. He is dressed in smoke and worships. He is as bright as a god. Walking in the mountains, hundreds of ghosts shun and thousands of demons hide. Even if you ask a few words, you can't find him.

When the person arrived, he sent a young monk into the mountain to look for the person and question him."

Monk Dengcao rolled his eyes, imitating Zhang Yuanwai's words in his study, and answered fluently.

The jackal heard this and became more and more frightened and suspicious.

Because it really smelled the essence of incense on Monk Dengcao.

"Oh? What do you want to ask the principal?"

"Come to Fairy Town!"

As soon as the sound fell, a burst of noise suddenly came from the dense forest, and there was a faint sound of claws scratching, expressing uneasiness.

"Sure enough, I came to Xianzhen!"

"Another bull-nose who is not afraid of death."

"Can ordinary people resolve the grievances of tens of thousands of people?"

The jackal stared at Monk Dengcao, who was not enough for him to stuff between his teeth, with a hint of fear flashing deep in his eyes.

Since Laixian Town turned into a ghost overnight, many eminent monks and Taoists came to save him. However, after so many years, the ghost remains the same.

The people who came were either crazy or retreated in confusion.

It can be said that the ghosts in the dark complain about the injustice of thousands of people and hate the blood of the earth for thousands of years.

"It turns out that I came here to come to Xianzhen. Anyway, let's go with this king!"

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

Kill, it doesn't dare to kill.

But letting it go would undermine its majesty.

That Taoist priest who dared to find out about Xianzhen must have some Taoism. Why not first inquire about his background and then talk about other things?

After hearing this, Monk Dengcao looked at the wild wolves approaching from all sides and hurriedly followed them, almost crying in his heart.

——Master Tao, the monk has not ruined your reputation, so you must come to rescue the monk!

Let’s say that the King of Jackal Mountain returned to Lang Valley and immediately summoned his subordinates to discuss countermeasures.

Not long after, the Night Mozi Mouse Spirit, the Jumping Cat Rabbit Spirit, the Little Dragon Black-striped Snake Spirit, and the Red-billed Kingfisher Spirit came over.

If you take a closer look, you will see that they are all unworthy little monsters. They seem to have a good reputation, but their strength is limited.

If you ask Baili Wasteland, where have the other great spirits gone?

It was the mountain king who ripped apart his bones and ate his flesh to fill his path.

The remaining monsters are useless, tasteless to eat, and a pity to abandon. They gather under his command and serve as minions to explore horses.

"Where's Ya San'er?"

When the Mountain King looked around, his expression suddenly changed, but his most valued youngest son was missing.

"Were the three kings still here just now?"

The rabbit spirit spoke subconsciously.

"Your Majesty, I saw that the three kings went to the northeast."

The red-billed kingfisher stood on the branch and chirped.

"Northeast direction...not good!"

The mountain king's expression changed drastically when he heard the sound. He howled and snarled the pack of wolves. With a hiss, he rushed out of the Wolf Valley and fled to the northeast.

——Ya San'er is the most arrogant, and he must not see the arrogance of the bald donkey, so he is most likely to cause trouble for the Taoist priest!

…

that's the truth.

…

The stars hang over the vast field, and the night breeze blows.

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

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

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

If you can't do anything serious, you can only think wildly and let your thoughts wander.

"Click!"

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

Mo Chuan moved his mind and was frightened, but suddenly his thoughts were scattered.

Suddenly he turned his head and looked around, and saw a huge wolf dog rushing towards him with its teeth and claws spread out under the hazy starlight.

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

Suddenly, Mo Chuan even smelled the stench of rotten meat in his mouth!
To be continued...