Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 99 Hands Are Silky...Like Eight Hundred Pacesetters Running to the North Slope

Cool night.

Chen Chuanwang was arranged by Yu Shuang to live in an old house.

The old house is simple and quiet, long and friendly, and the eyes are passing over the white walls and black tiles, mottled like old tears.

Looking at the kerosene lamp in front of him, Chen Chuanwang felt that the monsters in this alley were not so close to humans.

The lights were dim, and Chen Chuanwang felt as if he was in a mansion in the Republic of China, and there was a "intrigue" outside.

But fantasies are fantasies after all, it is quite normal for Chen Chuanwang, who writes novels, to have this immersive feeling.

He took out the tortoise shell from the inner pocket of his clothes, and poured out two copper coins from it, one was Chen Chuanwang's schoolbag, and the other was a steel fork stained with blood.

Chen Chuanwang couldn't tell the difference between the copper coins, but the surface of the steel-fork copper coins had a faint red color, which could be discerned upon careful inspection.

He put the coin representing the schoolbag in the turtle shell, then shook the turtle shell, and chanted the mantra: "The turtle shell follows the heart, and the heavens and the earth are in harmony."

In fact, there was no step of shaking the turtle shell, but Chen Chuanwang watched too many TV dramas, and every time he saw the turtle shell, he wanted to imitate Ji Chang in the list of gods and become a "magic stick".

And the most important thing is that this action looks mysterious and handsome.

As for the boys, they are more in the second grade.

Changing out his backpack, Chen Chuanwang took out his charger. After a whole day, his cell phone was almost out of battery.

Looking around, he felt a little lucky that there was an outlet in this old house that was still lit with kerosene lamps.

But it's not the plug strip in the room, it seems to be brought from somewhere, and it enters the room through the window.

beep--!
Chen Chuanwang heaved a sigh of relief when the special effect of water bubbles rising up appeared on the phone screen.

Mobile phones are now considered "half-life" for young people.

The journey was tiring, and Chen Chuanwang didn't want to play with his mobile phone anymore. He brought a change of clothes and found Yu Shuang: "Where is the bathroom?"

"Backyard." Yu Shuang said, "If you want to take a bath, you can also bring a bath bucket home and boil the water yourself."

"……Too much trouble."

Chen Chuanwang shook his head, he also wanted to try to take a bath like in the TV series, but how long does it take to boil a bucket of hot water?

He can't be bothered to do it.

After searching in the backyard, Chen Chuanwang finally found the bathroom. When he walked in, he was relieved, at least the place was not so quaint.

Very modern bathroom with Yuba, water heater, and toiletries.

Chen Chuanwang didn't want to touch other people's toiletries, so he brought his own soap and a small bottle of shampoo.

He is not so delicate, a piece of soap is enough to wash the whole body.

Ten minutes later, Chen Chuanwang came out with his hair still damp.

Back in the room, he fell asleep, ate and drank enough, took a bath again, and slept wrapped in a quilt, how comfortable it was!
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Fifteen rounds.

It has been three days since Chen Chuanwang came to Yuegang Ancient City.

In the past three days, he has visited this small place all over, doing what he should play, what he should eat, and even bought some souvenirs.

Tired, excited, a little hungry.

Chen Chuanwang followed Yu Shuang to the field surrounded by the sound of frogs. As soon as he arrived here, he noticed many monsters, some were as tall as elephants, some were chirping like crows, and some were not as big as his feet... …

In short, a group of monsters has gathered here, and they are all looking forward to the mysterious mountain.

"The time is coming."

Yu Shuang said something, and then she took out some compressed dry food from her bag and handed it to Chen Chuanwang: "Although the mountain is not high, it will take a long time to climb the mountain."

"Will any monsters starve to death?"

Chen Chuanwang asked subconsciously.

Yu Shuang said: "Of course not. It's not a good thing to die on that mountain, but you definitely don't want to experience the feeling of hunger."

"Are there any monsters here that are bad?"

Chen Chuanwang glanced around. He always felt that someone was staring at them. Of course, this may also be an illusion in the dark. People always like to think wildly in a dark environment.

"Good people and bad people, good monsters and bad monsters, where is there no such thing? And it's too unrealistic to define a life with two words, good or bad, but you have to understand, don't trust other people..."

Yu Shuang's voice was very low, but the words didn't last long, and a mist filled the surroundings.

"coming."

"Mountain……"

For a moment, the bustling voices around appeared, but disappeared in the next moment, just like a self-study student who suddenly saw the head teacher standing silently by the window.

Chen Chuanwang looked towards the empty field.

The turbid white mist billowed, making the whole world hazy, so that Chen Chuanwang felt as if he had climbed to the Lingxiao Palace.

"Where is the mountain? I can't see it, no, this fog..."

He saw that the mist didn't spread around for a long time, but stopped spreading after reaching a certain range, and then surged up layer by layer.

Looking up, Chen Chuanwang saw darkness.

No, it was a mountain suspended above the mist, blocking the moonlight, and the moon was located just right, on the top of the highest mountain, on the tip of the mountain.

This scene is like a bright orb shining on the stupa.

"Have I read too much Journey to the West?"

Chen Chuanwang murmured suddenly, and within a short while, he thought of several scenes in Journey to the West, which was outrageous.

As Yu Shuang said, this mountain is not high, but it can fly!

Chen Chuanwang never imagined that he would see such a miraculous scene, a mountain suspended in the clouds and mist, but it did not fall down.

Seeing that the surrounding monsters started to move towards the mountain, Yu Shuang said to Chen Chuanwang, "Let's go too."

Chen Chuanwang nodded and followed Yu Shuang's pace.

The thickness of the fog was beyond Chen Chuanwang's imagination, and he couldn't see his fingers, which was probably the case.

However, Yu Shuang seemed to have expected it, and grabbed Chen Chuanwang's hand before entering the mist.

The hands of the woman in the cheongsam were as silky and soft as Chen Chuanwang had imagined, as if... after all, she ran to the north slope...

Chen Chuanwang looked at the words in front of him speechlessly, formed from the mist.

Why is this still a narration?

Do you want me to give you a voice!
good guy...

Chen Chuanwang suddenly didn't dare to think about it. For him, this scene was too disrespectful to privacy. If I was just thinking about those small nets... Bah!

Chen Chuanwang's face was dark, and he didn't think about anything.

But he was also curious about what kind of narration Yu Shuang would have, but the fog was too thick for him to see clearly.

Chen Chuanwang didn't look at Yu Shuang until half a foot out of the foggy area, and with a quick glance, he saw the words "...the grave has been dug".

Dig a grave?

Is Yu Shuang here this time to dig a grave?

Whose grave are you digging?narrator?still……

Yu Shuang glared at Chen Chuanwang: "If you keep thinking wildly, I will dig your grave."

This kid only saw half a sentence, and he was thinking wildly before he completely walked out of the foggy area.

Upon hearing this, Chen Chuanwang immediately walked out of the fog.

Grandma, half of my body is out, why are you still narrating for me.

Chen Chuanwang looked around and he was relieved that there was no more narration.

But Chen Chuanwang had some doubts in his heart, he turned to Yu Shuang and asked, "Why are there so few monsters?"

Compared with the big and small monsters covering the fields below, there are only a few sporadic monsters left at the end of the mist.

Chen Chuanwang took a rough look and found that there were no more than ten people.

"They all walked back."

After Yu Shuang finished speaking, she walked up the mountain abruptly.

Chen Chuanwang didn't understand what was going on, anyway, the only option was to "follow up".

(End of this chapter)