People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 100 Mountain Monk

On the top of the mountain, the bonfire was swaying left and right due to the mountain wind.

Five middle-aged men who looked like businessmen were sitting around the fire, and they started chatting casually when they had nothing to do.

"It's getting harder and harder to do business now. I heard that someone in a neighboring county encountered bandits again, and when they were found, their bodies had almost been eaten by wild wolves."

"No, those aristocratic families are all greedy, and now the tariff has more than tripled."

"Well, in this world, it would be great if someone could stutter."

"Have you heard that there is something evil about this mountain?"

As soon as they heard the legend of the mountain spirit, the other four people became interested.

Just as their conversation was getting heated, the oldest man among them, a man with a Chinese character, frowned and listened attentively.

Seeing this, everyone was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

The man with a square face hesitated and said, "Did you hear the sound of treading water?"

Upon hearing this, the other four people no longer wanted to chat.

For a while, the only sound on the top of the mountain was the whistling wind.

Pat, clack.
A sound like treading water was carried by the mountain wind and reached their ears.

Hearing this strange sound, the five people no longer dared to speak out.

Just as the hearts of several people were beating wildly, a fat black monk as tall as two people appeared in the woods with a ferocious face.

In the cold moonlight, it looked even more terrifying.

The man with the Chinese character face was the first to spot the fat black monk. He pointed in the direction of the woods in horror and was speechless for a long time.

The other four people looked in the direction of the finger, and the scene in front of them almost scared the shit out of them.

A fair-skinned man said with chattering teeth: "Monk Shanshan!"

Hearing this, the businessmen instantly understood the identity of the monster in front of them.

It is rumored that the mountain monk is a strange spirit born in the mountains. He likes to eat human brains and is extremely cruel. It is unknown how many mountain people have died from this monster.

Because this monster often fell to the ground and worshiped before breaking into houses and sucking people's brains, it was called the Mountain Monk.

"Mother too!"

A shrill howl resounded through the forest.

The Blood Wolf Gate convoy, which was two miles away, also heard the noise there, and everyone looked at Sister Liu.

Ye Changan has left the camp, and the command here has been handed over to Sister Liu.

Zhao Han stood up and came to Sister Liu: "Shopkeeper Liu, how should we act?"

Sister Liu frowned, and then slowly said: "Stay where you are, wait and see what happens."

If she were alone, she would of course choose to run away without hesitation.

But since Ye Changan entered the forest, he must have heard the sound.

If you wander into the forest randomly, you might end up in a trap. It is better to stay where you are and wait for Ye Changan's instructions.

Zhao Han shouted in a low voice and turned around to leave.

This time the team members are all his subordinates, so he has a high prestige.

After a while, the restless people were calmed down by him.

And halfway up the mountain, a graceful and graceful woman wearing a sword was walking among the mountains and forests.

This woman is none other than Zhu Nan'er of the Nanjian Sect.

Zhu Nan'er heard the movement on the top of the mountain, tightened her grip on the sword, and then ran towards the top of the mountain.

She came here specifically for the spirits here.

After a while, a pretty figure appeared on the top of the mountain.

She saw that the bonfire that was lit at this time had been extinguished, and under the moonlight, she saw a horrifying scene.

I saw a fat black monster hugging a person and preparing to break the bones and suck out the brain.Seeing this scene, Zhu Nan'er was furious, but she didn't rush to take action. Instead, she took out a small flag from her arms.

She pinched the tail end of the flag with both fingers and shot it towards the ground where the fat black monk was.

The moment the flag was inserted into the ground, the fat black monk stopped what he was doing.

It only felt that its demonic energy had been weakened by half, and its power was no longer as powerful as before.

Seeing this, Zhu Nan'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Since she almost died at the hands of a spirit last time, she has become much more cautious.

She has been in this mountain forest for ten days and has already figured out the strength of this monster mountain monk.

Not only that, she also confirmed that there were no other spirits on this hilltop.

That's all. He spent a lot of money to buy this small flag that can restrain monsters. It can be said that he has exhausted all his means.

Zhu Nan'er suddenly pulled out her long sword and shouted: "You evildoer, suffer death!"

The Gang blood in the body is constantly surging, showing its power.

Monk Shan felt something unusual about the woman in front of him, and finally dropped the body in his hands on the ground, then stood up and swung Zhu Nan'er's sword with his back.

I saw a stream of black-green blood splattering out.

The mountain monk was severely injured and roared.

The long sword in Zhu Nan'er's hand flashed with a strange red light. It was obvious that this sword was definitely extraordinary.

The ferocity of the Jingguai Mountain monk was instantly aroused, and he rushed towards Zhu Nan'er violently.

Zhu Nan'er's thin body appeared to be swaying like a fallen leaf under the strong wind set off by the mountain monk.

With a light step, she leaped over Monk Shan's head and stabbed Monk Shan with the long sword in her hand, causing Monk Shan to be hit hard again.

After several rounds, Monk Shan was stabbed by Zhu Nan'er's long sword, with black blood flowing all over his body. It was extremely miserable.

When the four surviving businessmen saw the scene in front of them, they felt that Zhu Nan'er was as holy and flawless as the legendary fairy.

Suddenly, the mountain monk raised his head and roared, and his figure expanded several times again.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Naner secretly thought something was wrong.

She had already read through the Nanjian Sect's classics about Shan Monk, but there was no mention of such a method.

Monk Shan's speed increased dramatically, and his huge body crashed into Zhu Nan'er like a mountain.

Zhu Nan'er didn't panic when he saw this, and his body flew away again to avoid the fierce blow.

But the mountain monk remained unabated and rushed down the mountain.

It only took Zhu Nan'er a moment to understand that this mountain monk was extremely cunning. The attack was false, but the escape was real.

"Don't even think about escaping," she shouted softly, raised her sword and chased after him.

But she was really not good at Qinggong. After a while, she saw the trace of the monk again.

Just when she was about to give up, the mountain monk's miserable howl rang out again not far away.

Zhu Nan'er frowned slightly, wondering what happened there.

When she arrived, Monk Shan had returned to normal size and lay limp on the ground like a puddle of mud.

And right in front of the mountain monk stood a handsome and sunny boy.

Seeing the young man's face, Zhu Nan'er shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother Chang?"

Ye Changan also pretended to be surprised and said: "Junior Sister Zhu, what a coincidence, we actually meet again."

Zhu Nan'er looked at the Jingguaishan monk who fell to the ground and said, "Senior Brother Chang, I didn't expect you to become stronger again."

She had personally experienced the ferocity of this spirit. Ye Changan was able to kill it when it was in a violent state, so its strength was certainly impressive.

Ye Changan chuckled: "Thanks to Junior Sister's previous action, I was able to kill him so easily."

But in fact, the value of this mountain monk is only "67" points. With his current divine power, it is estimated that a little finger can stab it to death.

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