In the miasma of the demonic atmosphere, two green lamps floated in the void. Under the light of the green light, a piece of pure land was cleared.
A group of masked men in black, each armed with weapons and crossbows, walked quickly under the blue light.
"Boss Song, I'm afraid this order will be a loss."
One of them was short in stature and exuded a fishy odor. It was the old man in gray that Su Che and Qingqiu had seen in Duju City.
"Damn it, the grandpas are just digging a grave, not the ancestral grave of the old monster from Montenegro. He has gone through so much trouble, is he going to rebel?"
Song Qi, the owner of the coffin shop, remained calm, making seals in his hands, frowning and calculating silently.
The old man in gray clothes took out six paper figures from his sleeves and lined them up quietly on the ground. He tapped a few drops of his heart's blood from the ring finger of his left hand and dropped them on the paper figures.
He silently recited the magic formula, and the paper figures immediately came to life one by one, transforming into living people with pink and white faces.
His body was stiff and his eyes were dull, but he finally transformed into a human form.
The six paper figures looked at each other with a weird smile on their faces.
The man in black behind him handed his weapon to these paper figures in a familiar manner.
The little old man waved his hand, and the six paper figures opened the way in front of him side by side.
"Turn to the left. Don't let the old monster from Black Mountain rebel. Even if the sky falls, we still have to rush to Niu Shou Village."
Song Qi looked at the short old man coldly.
"Who told you that monsters have never been emperors?"
Song Qi had developed a powerful personality over the years. The short old man didn't dare to stroke his beard. He just closed his mouth and cleared the way.
The group of people walked about two hundred steps, and the demonic miasma suddenly fluctuated again.
A huge poisonous insect emerged from the miasma. This demonic insect walked in mid-air. It had long red armor, turned sideways, and directly hit the two green leather lanterns that were shining in the air.
The short old man secretly said something bad. The seals in their hands changed, and the six paper figures immediately flew into the air to intercept them. The long knives and short axes in their hands kept greeting the poisonous insects.
The demonic insect's copper-headed iron armor twisted with a force no less than a thousand pounds. The paper man only blocked it for a moment and immediately fell down.
"court death."
Song Qi pointed the sword in his left hand, silently recited the magic formula in his mouth, jumped up, and stood in front of the monster insect.
He sneered at the corner of his mouth, swung his thin and withered left arm forward, and hit the monster insect directly on its head. Not to mention the blue-green poisonous slurry burst out, Song Qi directly punched the monster insect away.
"Can't you stop a monster without a refined crossbone?" Song Qi looked at the short old man and said, "Just eating dead people's ears doesn't make you any good at all."
The old man didn't dare to say anything, he just nodded.
"Ma Shoude," Song Qi called back.
A stiff-looking guy walked out from among the men in black. If Young Master Su were here, he would definitely recognize this guy who had a close relationship with him.
It was the honest man who asked the little fox to test his calligraphy. Later, in Duju City, we found out that he had become the subordinate of the coffin shop Lao Song.
"Let me ask you, did you see where this monster came from just now?"
Ma Shoude, an honest man, hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to reply.
"Boss Song, he is a fool." The short old man said, "It would be better to teach him than to teach those walking corpses."
Among Song Qi's group, apart from him and the short old man, there was only one living person, Ma Shoude, and the rest were all the walking corpses he had trained.
"What do you say."
"The yin energy is heavy and abundant, it's a centipede." The short old man taught Ma Shoude a lesson: "Look at its poisonous gas, which is as thick as blue smoke. It was raised by eating too much dead human flesh in the cemetery."
Song Qi snorted and continued to move forward.
"It's not a centipede, it's a centipede."
Ma Shoude whispered.
"Huh?" The short old man frowned.
"This is a money string, also known as a straw shoeworm. Boss Song said that monsters cannot take off their original image until they reach the seventh stage of shape-changing."
Ma Shoude whispered: "Boss Song just said that this monster has not yet refined its cross bones. I just saw that it has a total of fifteen pairs of legs. This is a centipede. The centipede has even more legs..."
The short old man thought about it for a moment, and looked at Ma Shoude with more and more resentment in his eyes.
"You have a pair of spiritual ears, and he was born with a pair of night eyes."
Boss Song of the coffin shop looked into the distance.
"Niushou Village is ahead. After meeting Liu Yidao, we will go visit the tomb."
Song Qi took a deep breath.
This business is related to his future, and he is bound to win it.
The demonic atmosphere became thicker and thicker, the miasma was suffocating, and Song Qi frowned.
"Get the yellow lantern."
Ma Shoude's expression changed. He took out a lantern from the bamboo basket carried by the walking corpse. It was covered with a yellow lantern made of unknown leather and gently handed it to Song Qi's hand.
The demonic miasma trembled for a while, and there were sounds everywhere, as if countless monsters were surrounding them.
"It's Boss Song after all. It looks like this human skin has been concocted many times. It makes people greedy."
Song Qi pointed with his left hand, and a green lamp moved forward, illuminating the evil atmosphere.
I saw a giant monster, two feet tall. There were two heads on the left and right sides of his neck. The left bear head was smiling, and the right bear head was angry. Black mane like arrows, four green eyes glaring wildly, covered in black scales, holding a pair of big axes in his hands, grinning weirdly.
"Yanxian, if you don't listen to Master Heishan and arrange such a battle, are you waiting for me, Old Song?"
Song Qi secretly said, "This two-headed bear monster is the big monster under the old monster of Montenegro. He has seen this monster several times. It usually stays in the lair of the old monster of Montenegro."
Why did you run out today?
"I came out to do things according to the decree of my ancestor," the two-headed bear said with a strange smile: "Old Song, I just chopped a tutuo, the meat is so strong. But his cultivation level is not as high as yours, let me have a taste of you How does it taste?"
Song Qi grabbed the yellow leather lantern from Ma Shoude and placed it across his chest.
"Then let's try your teeth."
The two-headed furbolg laughed, swung his two axes, brought up thousands of miasmas, and went straight towards Song Qi to kill him.
The old monster from Black Mountain suddenly attacked, and the demonic miasma rolled out from the hinterland of Black Mountain, like a long river rushing northward.
In the middle of this torrent is the seat of Shanyin County.
Su Che was wearing brocade clothes and a hairpin, waving a beauty paper fan and walking on the path.
This place is still some distance away from Niu Shou Village, but it is considered to be the remnant of Xuan Mountain. The surrounding vegetation is lush and there is no human habitation anymore.
Suche held the folding fan and looked towards the southern sky.
All he could see was the dim sky in the south, the Dharma in the sea of consciousness, and the sword intention in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows, all making various strange movements, alerting Su Che that unexpected changes had taken place in the Xuan Mountain to the south.
Has the old monster from Montenegro finally taken action?
Su Che was a little hesitant when he heard a burst of shouting in front of him.
A fishy stench assaulted my nose. I had smelled this smell several times in Duju City. It was the stench of monsters.
Su Che made a move and quietly disappeared on an ancient tree beside the road.
Looking closely, I saw two monsters carrying a pole with an acquaintance tied to it.
It was Lin Jiugong's apprentice Wen Cai. He saw his hands and feet tied between the poles, his head hanging on the ground, his mouth stuffed with a piece of cloth that the monster found from somewhere, and his head was dragging on the ground.
The two monsters, one with a rabbit head and the other with a duck head, have not yet taken off their animal forms, squatting and walking on the ground.
The poor literary talent's head stumbled again along the way.
Lin Jiugong is here too?
Su Che had a thought in his mind and jumped down from the tree with a single lift.
