Wang Yu watched the office and several people gradually blur in front of his eyes, and knew that the fifteen minutes of preparation time had come, and he began to enter the spiritual realm copy.
When the scene in front of him became clear again, he turned his head and looked around, and found that he was on a path in the woods, with loess under his feet and lush weeds not far from his feet. There were tall and straight trees on both sides of the path. There are insects and birds chirping all around.
It doesn't look as spooky and scary as the background of the copy looks like. Instead, it has a quiet and peaceful feeling.
He lowered his head and looked at himself. He was wearing a gray linen coat with a few scattered holes on it. His wrists were tied with strips of linen, and on his feet were a pair of worn-out straw sandals. Very much so.
He reached out and touched the top of his head, and he felt a bamboo hat. It felt like it was not new. The bamboo strips woven into the bamboo hat were all patinated.
After touching all over his body, he turned his head and looked behind him.
The background of the copy says that the night traveler wears a bamboo hat on his head and holds a spear in his hand. He is wearing the bamboo hat, but the spear is not in his hand, so it must be somewhere else!
Sure enough, when he turned his head, he saw a skinny gray donkey carrying a cloth bag, and hanging next to the bag was a steel gun about two meters long.
This donkey must be quite old, with some loose skin, long white hair scattered on the face, wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and even an obvious depression on the back. Of course, this may also be caused by cloth bags and steel guns. Pressed by weight.
Not only can it be seen from its appearance, but its response to the outside world is also very slow. At the very least, Wang Yu stared at it for so long, but it didn't react at all.
Wang Yu looked at the old donkey, touched his chin, and sighed in his heart: A poor man matches an old donkey, what a perfect match! If I were given a horse, I wouldn’t be able to ride it!
With a sigh, he turned around and walked towards the old donkey, took its reins and pulled it forward.
Since the main mission is to go to Zhengjia Village to find clues, you must first find Zhengjia Village.
Since you don’t know the road yourself, walk along this trail first and see if you can meet a woodcutter cutting wood or a hunter hunting, and ask them for directions.
What he never expected was that before he could ask anyone else, he was being asked by something else first.
He led the old donkey, and not long after walking, a little man wearing a straw hat and a raincoat appeared in front of him, but his body was only half the height of an ordinary person.
When the little man heard the movement, he lowered his head and asked in an old and hoarse voice: "Young man, do you think I look like a human being or do I look like a god?"
While asking questions, the little man raised his head, revealing his face hidden by a straw hat.
That's not a human face at all!
His face is covered with tawny fluff, and his slightly pointed mouth exposes pointed teeth. He is smiling strangely at Wang Yu. His eyes are oval-shaped, with black spots on the upper and lower ends of the eye frames, and the pupils of the eyes are in the shape of straight strips. .
Who the hell is this person? It's obviously a standing weasel!
Weasel blocking the road to ask for closure? Wang Yu looked at the weasel smiling evilly at him with interest, and the name came to his mind.
He had heard of this kind of thing before, but he had never encountered it. Unexpectedly, he actually encountered it today.
If he were an ordinary person and met a weasel asking for a title, it would be really bad luck!
If he doesn't answer, this weasel will definitely not let him go. How can an ordinary person run away when facing a weasel demon who has at least dozens or hundreds of years of experience!
But if he answers, no matter whether he answers like a human or like a god, he will be in bad luck!
If he had answered like a human being, this weasel would have lost decades of his moral conduct.
Then why don't you hate him to death and ruin his family?
But it would be even worse if he answered like a god.
This is the title of god!
From ancient times to the present, except Jiang Ziya who holds the list of gods, who has this power?
If a mere mortal tries to become a god, isn't this asking for his own death?
The final result was that he said that the weasel was like a god, and then suffered the backlash of karma, which was equivalent to using himself as a sacrifice to heaven, allowing the weasel to gain dozens or even hundreds of years of cultivation in vain.
However, this weasel was unlucky because it didn't meet an ordinary person, but Wang Yu.
A third-level Taoist boy, if nothing else, his physical fitness alone is comparable to that of a monster who has been practicing for hundreds of years!
"I think you look like..." Wang Yu said these words with a chuckle, and then under Weasel's excited expression, his tone suddenly changed and he said the following words coldly: "You are seeking death!"
The originally excited expression on the weasel's face suddenly froze, and then his eyes flashed fiercely and he bared his teeth.
As one of the five great folk immortals, Huangxian Weasel will find passers-by to block the way and ask for a seal every time he practices for a certain number of years.
The original way to ask for a ban was, "Do you think I look like a human being?"
If the other party answers like it, then its cultivation will be greatly improved, and it will also give the other party some benefits, and both parties will benefit from each other; if the other party's answer is not like it, then its cultivation will be greatly reduced, and it will naturally hold a grudge against the other party, and both parties will suffer. !
Over time, people in this area all knew this truth, and when faced with Wong Tai Sin's request for seal, they would all say it looked like a human being.
But this time is different!
The moment the weasel saw Wang Yu and his attire, he knew he was a nocturnal man, but he also felt that he was different.
His whole body is filled with surging yang energy, and his blood energy is many times stronger than that of ordinary people. When monsters see him, they want to eat his flesh and drink his blood!
If the man in front of him said that he was like a god and sacrificed his qualifications to God, he would most likely be able to achieve hundreds of years of Taoism in one fell swoop!
Even if he says that he looks like a human being, even though he will lose decades of cultivation for no reason, he can still legitimately eat this night wanderer!
Eating one of him is worth eating hundreds of people!
It’s not a loss for you either!
That’s why it used the phrase “Do you think I look like a human or a god?”
It's just that it never expected that this guy would dare to attack him. He would really think that he was a night traveler, so he would be arrogant?
He is just a young night traveler, what strength does he have? How dare you talk to yourself like that!
The weasel got angrier as he thought about it, and looked at Wang Yu with bared teeth, and said in an old and sharp voice: "The older Ye Xinglang is, the stronger he is! If a gray-haired old man says this to me, I will Turn around and leave!”
"But you are just a young boy, and you actually brazenly say that I am seeking death? Then I want to see who will die between the two of us!"
As he spoke, the weasel shook his head and threw aside the straw hat on his head, then lay on the ground and rushed toward Wang Yu.
It opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, and aimed directly at Wang Yu's neck.
There was a hint of excitement in its eyes at the thought of being able to drink fresh, hot blood right away.
Wang Yu watched the weasel in a raincoat rushing towards him, with a hint of sneer and disdain on his lips.
He didn't even take the steel gun on the donkey's back and just kicked it.
The forty-four-yard foot kicked the thirty-eight-yard weasel in the face, causing it to fly back faster than it had rushed towards it, hit the tree next to the trail, and then slid down.
The weasel lying on the ground was motionless, not that it was seriously injured.
After all, he is a monster, and his body is quite strong. Even if he is injured twice, he is still not to the point of being unable to move.
It's just confused.
At this age, Ye Xinglang, a young boy, can actually see his own attack path? How could he move so fast? How could he kick himself so far and hurt so much?
How is this possible?
It felt that everything in front of it was beyond its understanding.
But before it could recover, it felt like its head had been stepped on, and it was too late to escape.
"You just said you wanted to see who of us would die, right? In other words, you want to kill me?"
Even though the weasel's head was stepped on the ground, he clearly heard the voice above his head. Just when he was about to quibble, he heard the last words of his life:
"In that case, you can die!"
Wang Yu held the steel gun taken from the donkey's back in his right hand, inserted it directly into the weasel's neck, and then drew it to the side, instantly making a huge gash in its neck. Red blood was mixed with meat foam. , splashed all over the ground.
The trachea was severed by the tip of the steel gun. Even the monster could not cry out, call for help, or even breathe. After a while, it died.
After watching the weasel's body flutter a few times and finally become motionless, Wang Yu pulled out the steel gun and rubbed the blood from the steel gun on the weasel's body.
Finally, he checked to make sure that the steel gun was clean, then hung the steel gun back on the old donkey's back and led it to continue walking forward along the trail.
Only the weasel's body was left, lying there alone, waiting to be eaten by other beasts!
