Wu Gen carried Sun Hong on his back and looked at a lonely mountain in the distance.
According to the waist plate, this solitary mountain is where the Wuhua Stone is located. The mountain is like a square pillar, standing straight between the sky and the earth, and its surroundings are as straight as a knife. The cliff reflects the morning light, like a huge soapstone seal.
It had been two days since he had crossed the river, but Sun Hong still couldn't sleep. A lock of white hair suddenly appeared on his head, which was a sign that he was mentally exhausted. For two days, Wu Gen carefully took care of Sun Hong. He originally wanted to feed him a Jade Flower Pill, but he was afraid that he would take too much supplement and kill him.
It has to be said that Sun Hong is a wizard in arithmetic. Wu Gen even thought that if he really became the master of Lao Shizi Village in the future, he would definitely kidnap this kid and throw him in the back mountain to be a bookkeeper.
Walking along the direction of the lonely mountain, after walking for a long time, there was still no trace of anyone around, not even the birds and animals. If something goes wrong, he will become a monster. Wu Gen's heart is lifted and he tightens the rope tied to his body.
When we reached the foot of the mountain, there were messy footprints and blood stains on the ground. He leaned over and picked up a handful of soil and rolled it around. The fishy smell was still strong, so someone must have been fighting for a while.
Looking back at Sun Hong, who was still unconscious, Wu Gen hesitated. This is the end of the trial, and there are no other powerful mechanisms. Sun Hong was unconscious now. If he was accidentally injured in the fight, he would be really sorry for his accountant.
After thinking for a while, he found a remote place, took out a broken knife and dug under a cliff. After digging out a place suitable for the two of them to sit and rest, and after settling Sun Hong, Wu Gen quietly closed his eyes. Pranayama.
At the last stop, be sure to be careful and never make the mistake of capsizing in the gutter again.
Rest for a night, take out the golden horn of the sandworm, and slowly sharpen the broken knife. It is both sharpening the knife and meditating.
The golden horn has become a little thinner. I really don’t know what material this broken knife is made of. Even such a hard golden horn can be easily worn away.
"Brother Wu, I've been sleeping for a few days." Sun Hong's weak voice came from behind.
"It's been three days, how do you feel?"
"I have a splitting headache. No wonder there are very few arithmetic scriptures handed down from generation to generation, but it turns out to be such a troublesome thing. I can see that there is a high mountain outside, but I have reached the end."
"Exactly, the Wuhua Stone is on top. You can rest here for the time being, and I will fetch the Wuhua Stone."
"Well, with my current state, I'm afraid I can't go up the mountain together, so as not to drag down Brother Wu. I don't know if there are any more powerful levels on the mountain. Brother Wu, take care."
"Akatsuki's."
Now that Sun Hong was fine, Wu Gen prepared to go up the mountain to investigate. After leaving the hiding place, he looked around and saw nothing strange, and climbed up the mountain using his hands and feet.
The mountain road is rugged and full of strange rocks. Along the way, there are various dead trees with dark trunks and strange shapes, like monsters with teeth and claws.
The higher you climb, the more frightening it becomes. The surrounding area seems to have been burned by fire, and the rocks are also covered with a layer of black. The surroundings were silent, not even a sound of insects could be heard, and there was a deathly air everywhere.
As the old saying goes, there are no insects in the mountains, so don’t go there alone. I don't know what kind of existence there is on the mountain, and even birds and beasts don't dare to stay.
Wu Gen took a deep breath, looked up at the top of the mountain that reached into the sky, and tightened his grip on the handle of the knife at his waist.
After crawling for an hour, a faint sound came from the front, like the chirping of insects in the wind, mixed with the sound of human moans.
He leaned down and touched it silently, hiding behind a boulder. Wu Gen slowly poked his head out and couldn't help but froze on the spot, what the hell is this.
On the road ahead, a monster that could only appear in nightmares was crawling around on the ground, moving very quickly and making weird sounds from time to time.
The monster has seven or eight long legs, with sharp and thick spines at the ends. Going up along the long legs is the monster's body. Said to be a body, it was actually just a wriggling mass of rotten flesh, all gray and yellow, covered with wrinkles.
Beside the mountain road, there were more than a dozen corpses of people and monsters lying on the ground. The death state of each human corpse was extremely tragic and almost shapeless, showing the brutality of the killing.
After searching for a long time, the monster finally found a female corpse with a blackened body and a relatively complete body. After circling around the female corpse, the monster stretched out its tentacles and put it on her neck. With a slight twist, it took off the head and placed it on his body.
As soon as the head was touched, countless tiny buds sprouted from the rotten flesh and wormed their way into the female corpse's head.
After a while, the head suddenly opened its eyes, which were pupilless and heartless, a red and black color. It actually came to life and laughed miserably. The monster that got its head seemed quite happy, circling and dancing wildly, jumping around.
Seeing such a strange situation, Wu Gen was shocked and horrified. Thinking about it carefully, the monster is similar to some strange beasts in the ghost world, no wonder it feels familiar to me. Is it possible that the monsters in the ghost world that should only exist in illusions still exist in the world today.
If this is the case, the world will be in danger.
No, since there is such a monster here, it means that Zhao Guo must know the inside story. It is self-evident that the elites selected by this so-called Path to Rebirth will ultimately face enemies.
Wu Gen quietly stepped back, trying to avoid the monster and go up the mountain. The mountain road was already narrow, but if I accidentally slipped, a stone rolled down the cliff, making a series of rumbling sounds.
Bitter. Wu Gen secretly thought something was wrong, so he jumped out from behind the hidden rock and rushed towards the mountain.
The monster was also startled by this sudden change, and looked around in shock. When she saw Wu Gen's figure, the ugly woman's face showed a look of joy, and she crawled quickly with her long legs, chasing after him closely.
The mountain road was rugged, and the monsters walked as if they were walking on flat ground. Even the steep cliffs were as fast as flying, and the distance between them and Wu Gen was shortened little by little.
Seeing that he couldn't get away from the opponent, Wu Gen ran a few steps and rushed straight to the cliff beside him. Using the force of his forward motion, he rushed upward along the straight cliff.
The monster chased it to the bottom of the cliff, clung to the protruding rocks, and followed it like a spider.
After running up for seven or eight steps, Wu Gen stepped hard with his right foot, turned his body in a circle in the air, turned around and fell down. The moment it crossed paths with the monster, the blade roared and slashed towards the monster's body.
With a howl, the monster raised its legs and crossed them over its head, blocking Wu Gen's attack. At the same time, two other legs stabbed upward like spears, heading straight towards Wu Gen's door.
The monster was addicted to picking heads, and he actually took a fancy to Wu Gen's big head.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Wu Gen used the power of his counterattack to stagnate his body in the air and roll to one side. The broken knife changed from a straight slash to a horizontal slash, cutting off half of the monster's long legs. As soon as the body landed on the ground, it ran towards the mountain road without stopping.
The monster on the cliff seemed to be enraged. It shrank its long legs, turned its body into a ball, and rolled down the cliff.
After falling to the ground, the monster raised its long broken leg, let out a sharp scream, jumped more than ten feet away, and bit Wu Gen tightly.
Wu Gen turned left and right and quickly shuttled between the rocks. He glanced sideways at the monster chasing behind him, and while running, he took out the arrow from the quiver on his back. Without looking, the string rang and the arrow came out, shooting towards the monster like a meteor.
The arrow hit the woman's head on the monster's body, causing a huge wound on her face. Her bun was disheveled, and brown juice flowed down, making her look even more ferocious.
When it comes to archery, Wu Gen is full of confidence. This is an old foundation left over from hunting in the mountains since childhood. Not to mention that a hundred steps can pierce the Yang, and the target will be flawless, but within thirty steps it is still quite certain, and even Zhang Yuan admired it.
But something surprising happened to Wu Gen. The arrow landed on the monster's Tai Sui-like carrion and actually slipped over. Several attempts have been made. Seeing that there were fewer arrows in the quiver, Wu Gen had no choice but to shoot at the monster's long legs.
Fortunately, the long legs were not as tough as the main body. After a while, three or four legs were broken. Affected by this, the monster slowed down.
Seeing that it could not catch up with its prey, the monster stopped angrily and turned around to leave.
Suddenly, Wu Gen stumbled, tripped under his feet, and fell to the ground on his back with a plop.
Seeing such a situation, the monster was overjoyed and quickly turned around and returned. With a flick of his remaining long legs, his body rose into the air and pounced on Wu Gen on the ground like an evil tiger.
When the monster was about to fall, Wu Gen, who was lying on the ground, slapped the ground with his palm, raised the broken knife, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and headed towards the monster in the opposite direction.
Stab, a series of sounds of cutting flesh were heard, and the sharp tip of the broken knife scratched the monster's abdomen. The body that could not be penetrated by arrows was easily broken open by the broken knife.
A ball of colorful fragments mixed with brown blood fell from the monster's abdomen.
With a thud, the monster fell to the ground, charging forward unabated, leaving a long trail of blood behind it. After struggling for a few times, the monster stood up with support. The woman's head was full of panic, and black juice flowed from her mouth and nose.
Long Legs smeared the juice on the wound on his abdomen. The granulations at the wound squirmed and the wound had a tendency to close.
At this time, the monster had no intention of fighting anymore and turned around and fled down the mountain.
How dare Wu Gen let him escape? He still understands the principle of killing evildoers.
Long arrows flew out one after another and hit the monster's leg. After kneeling for more than ten feet, the monster finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
Seizing the opportunity, Wu Gen walked as fast as flying, leaped high in the air, raised his knife and slashed hard at the monster's back.
A cold light flashed, and the monster screamed miserably. Half of its body was almost cut off, and even the woman's head was split into two, with its two eyes still spinning around.
After struggling desperately, the monster's remaining legs were dancing wildly, and Wu Gen had no choice but to abandon his sword and run away.
After running a dozen steps and looking back, the monster had not followed. His body kept twitching, rolling back and forth on the ground, and his dancing long legs knocked the rocks next to him flying in all directions.
After half a stick of incense, the monster finally calmed down.
Wu Gen carefully stepped forward to take a look. From the huge wound, wisps of black smoke kept coming out. What's even more strange is that the blade of the broken knife, which is usually nothing strange, now glows faintly red.
The monster's body shrank as if deflated, until it was only half its original size.
Taking out the knife, the broken knife trembled, seeming to be very happy. Whether it was an illusion or not, Wu Gen felt that there was less rust on the blade.
Looking at the mess all around, Wu Gen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. A little monster makes me embarrassed. The strange beasts faced by the human race in the ghost world must be so terrifying.
When I transformed into someone else in the ghost world and used someone else's body, I didn't feel much, but after today's battle, I realized the difference between cloud and mud.
After taking a breath, Wu Gen continued to climb up the mountain. Along the way, people's bodies were seen from time to time. After rummaging carefully, I found that there was no waist tag on me. Looking up at the top of the mountain covered with clouds and fog, Wu Gen looked a little ugly, which meant that there were people on the top of the mountain, and their cultivation level was not low.
The mountains get higher and higher, and the surrounding rocks and trees gradually fade in black. Looking at the peak a hundred steps away, Wu Gen stopped and his expression became solemn.
